He finished his workout and took a shower. The hot water felt good on his broken body but he was sore to touch. Each sting reminded him of the beating he had taken. Brush it off, train harder, more blows…
He walked into the bedroom in a white towel. The thick curtains were drawn to the cityscape below. The room was dimly lit by recessed led lighting at skirting and ceiling level.
Jo sat demurely on the silk sheets of elevated king size bed at the far end of the room. She was wearing the leather underwear she had been instructed to…Good girl…
She stood and walked toward him. Her beautiful long auburn hair draped over her shoulders, his gaze moved down to her pert breasts pushed up in the smooth leather bodysuit with sheer mesh sides showing of her slim athletic figure. Black stockings were suspended from the suit all held together with gold couplings. She looked amazing as he knew he would. He wanted to touch her but that would come later.
He let his towel drop.
As she got closer he seen shock on her face. “My god Anthony what has he done to you!”
This infuriated him “Don’t utter a word about it!”
He knew she cared but the last thing he needed was reminded of how he was humiliated.
“Ok sorry, I won’t”
“Stand at the end of the bed and face the wall”
she did as ordered.
He walked towards a bank of wardrobes built into the wall. In the centre of the marbled grey wardrobes was a smoked glass panel. He put his hand on a ceramic pad, it lit up and opened to reveal an array of bondage implements.
Hanging up on hooks were leather riding crops, leather paddles of different sizes and shapes, canes and whips.
A drawer below contained ropes, cuffs, tape, blindfolds and gags.
“You remember your safe word don’t you?”
“Oh god it’s like that today is it?”
“Yes it fucking is ok?? Did I ask you to turn around?”
He knew he shouldn’t be taking this out on Jo but he would repay her with pleasure like his opponent would of felt from beating him last night.
She looked back towards the wall “No sir”
He opened a large compartment below the draw and pulled out a high gloss black wooden spanking horse about three foot height and long, four legs splayed outward for stability with a leather cushioned top. Leather restraint straps were attached to each of the legs. He only used this for special occasions…
He picked out a black velvet blind fold. Approached her and gently wrapped it around her head and tied.
He placed the spanking horse in the centre of the room. Lead her to it, gently caressed her back as he bent her over the horse. She let out a gasp.
“What’s this??”
“No questions” he coolly replied.
He restrained her arms and then legs to the horse and stood back to admire the view.
He went back to the accessories cupboard and brought out a DSLR camera with large lens.
He prowled around her looking for perfect shots. Looking for the opening he failed to find last night. Her legs were spread in a perfect angle for anything he was planning to do. Her arse cheeks were bare in the g-stringed suit… click… her sexy body draped over horse bent in a yoga like position…. Click… her tits pressed against the leather… click… her fiery hair fell down between her pale freckled arms… click
He stalked around, building the tension. His blows wouldn’t miss tonight.
“We getting started here David Bailey?” Jo jested. She loved to tease, she enjoyed the punishment that followed.
He went back to his box of tricks and selected a 29 inch leather riding crop.
He took a stance to left hand side of the horse and give her an initial whack
“Mmmfff” Jo groaned lightly
A harder strike….Whack!
“Uuuhhh yes”
Harder still, he let out his pent up aggression WHACK!
“Aaaagghh!! This left a dark red mark.
Jo searched for him “you should of used this rage last night”
WHACK!!
“AAAHHRGH! mmmm that’s better”
WHACK WHACK!! Rapid fire blows to the same now crimson cheek
“UUUHHH!! mmm”
He panted hard, sexual tension and exertion was getting him very erect
He switch sides and continues his barrage of whips to Jo’s gasps of pleasure and screams of pain…
When he was done they both looked exhausted. Both sweet arse check flared with colour. He untied her from the pleasure workbench, helped her to her feet and took of the blindfold. He kissed her full lips softly.
“Thank you” he said.
She put her arms around his wide back. “Do you feel better now?”
He pulled her close and kissed her deeply
“Much better”
“I’m glad, my arse certainly knows about it!”
Anthony pulls down the shoulder straps of the leather bodysuit, unzips the back and quickly pulls it off revealing her gorgeous naked body.
“I’m sore, please massage me.” Anthony asked.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y4occ2/anthonys_redemption_spankingbondagemfmdom_2_of_3