My Brat was being incredibly sassy. We’d gone a few weeks between me putting her in her place. I’d blame myself, but that would mean I was wrong. So clearly that can’t be the right answer.
So to snap her in line, I started counting. I got up to 11 before she realized I was counting how many times I was going to spank her. And every time she protested or tried to claim the number was too high, I moved the number up higher.
Just a spanking felt like too easy of a punishment. So when we both had an open night, I made arrangements. I found a stranger on the internet that was willing to let us borrow his hotel room, so that he could watch and enjoy her punishment. I let him know that he was welcome to jerk off to it, and he had permission to grope her tits. Also, when I was done using her, I let him know she’d be sucking his cock.
I picked the Brat up and drove on down. On the way, we re-checked limits. The two of us both play with others, so it’s always a good idea to fully remind each other what we can and can’t do. We agreed that this was not the night for her to try out getting slapped in the face.
But her ass was going to get it. By the time we parked, she was up to 33. I grabbed my paddle and my necktie, and took her to the elevator.
Once the doors opened, I wrapped the tie around her eyes. In the hallway, we heard a door open and close. I wondered if that someone would be walking towards the elevator, but it didn’t really matter.
“What if someone sees us?” she asked.
“So what?”
“They could call the cops,” she said.
I pointed out that she’s clearly not being held against her will. If they see us, they will 100% know what she is – a dirty little slut that’s on her way to be fucked.
She tried to walk with a stubborn confidence with the blindfold on. We got his room, and I led her into the living room half with a couch and footrest. I started to strip her down immediately, until she was in her bra and panties. Our host clearly enjoyed the view.
I pushed her down to her knees. She almost lost her balance, and tipping her over the footstool took no effort at all.
I gave her the option of starting with my hand or my paddle. She chose my hand, and I gave her four swats – two on each cheek. Then I gave her four from the paddle, and another four from my hand. I asked her how many it was.
This is where I find the scene to be fascinating. She’s now mostly naked and blindfolded. She knows a stranger is watching us, and she knows that if she says the wrong number, I’ll hurt her. Her terror levels are off the chart right now, and counting to 12 is pretty much impossible. She told me eight. I let out a chuckle, and reset her count to eight spanks.
At 20 spanks (or 13, according to her count), I gave her ass a break and took her underwear off. I noticed the large wet spot in her panties, and invited our host to take a moment to grope her tits.
By the time I spanked her ass 40 times, she was pretty sure she had taken 28 spanks. She needed a quick breather and called out Blue, our safeword for pause. Running my fingers over her butt, I could feel the heat of her lightly damaged skin. She was going to bruise, but not a lot. I was easy on her with her last five spanks. And I was a little rough with the one extra one I gave her, a nice reminder that I don’t need an excuse to spank her.
When she was done with her punishment, I started her reward – a slow rubbing of her clit as I told her what a naughty slut she was. As she started to squirm too much, I put her in a headlock and forced her to lean back into the couch. I kept rubbing her clit, and demanding that she cum for Daddy. Her blindfold fell off. She held her eyes tightly closed. I continued to torture her until she begged me to stop.
When she caught her breath, I let her open her eyes.
“Now suck this nice man’s cock, slut,” I told her.
My Brat is a world class cocksucker. It’s one of the few things I like to compliment her on. Not too much, because she gets sassy when her ego is inflated. But I have never met someone that sucks cock better than her.
One of the limits that I set for our host was that he could cum on her tits. One of the commands I gave my Brat was to make him cum in her mouth. And to the man’s credit, he did everything in his power to resist her, and finally told her he had to cum on her tits.
With his cum on her tits, I let my Brat know what a good little slut she was. I started to eat her pussy out and fuck her, before dragging her over to the shower (I’m just old enough that I can feel when my body starts to overheat. If I’m too hot, my cock doesn’t stay hard. One quick shower, and I’m back in the game).
In the shower, I helped her rinse. Or I held her in a headlock and started rubbing her clit again. I could feel her legs start to shake, forcing her to choke herself against my arm. We towelled off, and I pushed her clean body back to the bed.
Our host watched as I spread her legs and started to lick her pussy. I ordered her to put her mouth to work, and she started sucking his cock again. With my body cool and my cock hard, I forced my way into her tight little cunt. Normally I need to use two fingers to loosen her up. But right now I was horny, and I didn’t care if it hurt a little.
Our host stepped back and I grabbed her by her hair, looking her in the eye. I told her she was a dirty little slut for Daddy, and asked her if she wanted Daddy’s cum. She begged for it. I pulled out and shot ropes of cum from her pussy to her face. A little got in her hair, so she opted to shower again.
I got dressed. Our host was just amazed by everything that had happened, eagerly wanting to know where I found a girl like my Brat. I’d say she’s special, but I know she’s reading this and I don’t want to get her ego too big. Also, the count is now at 1, Brat.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cbn4bz/my_brat_needed_to_be_punished_in_front_of_a
Brat, have fun.