He is sitting, and I am bent over towards him, my coat draped open to reveal all. He whispers, “I want you to stand in front of me and let look at you.”
I’m standing before him as instructed. He firmly but gently uses his foot to further open my legs. I feel the cool air inside my fur coat, tickling, teasing again. “Now take off your coat.” I do as he says, draping my fur over the bench next to him, then return to a standing pose.
In the bushes nearby, I’m aware of others quietly watching; how many are in there? It’s exciting knowing they are there watching, but right now, I’m focused on him and what he wants. The air is chilly, but I’m so excited, feeling it thrills me further, my nipples feel electrified. I feel committed to him and his command of me; I’m his to do as he pleases.
After a moment, he tells me, “you’re such a naughty slut, dressed as you are, here tonight. A dirty bitch would be comfortable doing this, and I know how to handle a naughty woman like you.” He points to the ground by his foot, “stand here next to my knee,” he orders. I love his dominant manner and slowly, expectantly move into position. “Now bend over,” he says, “I’m going to spank you like the bad slut you are.” Quivering in anticipation, I carefully bend over his knees, presenting my scantily clad bottom as I lie across his thighs. “Keep your legs straight,” he says as he puts his gloved hand between my knees to tease open my legs. I keep my legs taught and straight as he told me, the soles of my shoes are touching the ground. My arms are draped forward over his legs, hands not quite touching the ground.
This new experience is so exciting, and feeling so vulnerable is really turning me on. My bum cheeks are presented to him in the cold night air. Occasionally I feel the warmth of his breath on them. I’ve never before been in this position, bent over someone wearing lingerie and heels. It’s completely thrilling!
“Now I want you to shut your eyes whilst I consider how to punish you,” he says. Closing my eyes seriously intensifies the sensations as he slowly caresses my arse, smoothing his way around my cheeks as his gloved hands explore my curves. “That’s a perfectly round firm bottom,” he murmurs, “just begging to be punished, used and maybe abused,” he adds, his hands circulating slowly around my cheeks. My breathing becomes heavier. I feel lightheaded with anticipation and begin to shudder. “Keep your legs perfectly straight, slut” he growls. Eager to please, I tense my legs straight again, “now hold that posture,” he responds, adding, “I can see you need to be controlled, to be made to do as you’re told,” synchronizing with his last word a hard slap of his hand on my bottom, SLAP SLAP SLAP again he spanks my cheeks. I’m shuddering and all quivery now. “Hold it!” he says, “Stay Still.”
Now in the quiet pause, my bottom ignites! The heat is spreading across my bum. I’m on fire, feeling the burn! From being chilled a moment ago to now on fire so quickly, it feels so intense I can gasp at the thrill of it. After a few seconds, my cheeks begin to cool a little; his hand is now again slowly caressing my bottom, changing the feeling again into something electrifying, tingling. “yes your arse is perfect for a good spanking,” he says quietly, “I bet you’ve never had punishment like this before.” “No.” I just managed to gasp. Continuing to caress me, he whispers, “Well I’m going to give you exactly what you need. You probably don’t know it yet, but I’m going to teach you to love being punished this way… to start with like this.” With that, he continues to spank my bottom, building a rhythm of increasingly strong slaps followed by soothing strokes, then back to hard, firm spanking, the noise of which is like thunderclaps, reverberating around me as he continues to punish my increasingly tender bum.
Occasionally he pauses, allowing me to feel the burn on my tingling skin, then his caress again, and then on for more and more, slowly, fast, softly, and of course, often so very hard it really stings. He uses the flat palm of his hand to deliver almost excruciatingly intense pain, which then immediately changes to an overwhelming sensual tingling electricity traveling throughout my body, from my now flushed face, via my hard nipples, down through my body to my thighs and of course my ever moistening pussy.
I’m entranced; this heady mixture of extreme sensations, pain, cold, heat, and shivering tingles overwhelms me so much that I’m lost in a rolling sea of shifting pleasures. I try to speak, I want to say something, offer my deepest gratitude, but my mouth is so dry that I can manage to gasp in pleasure, aware my voice would anyway be drowned by the loud slapping on my bum cheeks.
I have no idea how long has passed before he abruptly stops. “Now stand up as you were before, but I’d like you to keep your eyes closed.” It takes me a few seconds to regain control. My legs and arms feel limp, but slowly I raise myself up, tottering in my heels, my legs like jelly. Taking my hand to steady me, he moves me around in front to him, “Now stand there,” he instructs. Now again, I’m before him, waiting for him, but this time I am just able to stand, my legs still quivering, or so I think, as all over my skin is a mix of cool, electric shock-like sensations traversing through me. “Now,” he says, “take off your bra.” Still, with my eyes closed, I reach around, fumbling as I undo my delicate bra strap. “Hand it to me.” he murmurs; I slip off my bra and hold it out for him. Immediately I feel overwhelmed by the cool night air wafting across my naked breasts, making my erect nipples tingle once more. As I stand before him, I can feel the air gently caressing all over my body.
After a moment, he orders, “Open your legs more and slowly slide your panties down your thighs.” Still with my eyes shut, I feel my way down to my knickers, a hand on each side of my waist, peeling them down. “Slowly,” he growls. I leave them halfway down my thighs. I feel a surge of night air up my thighs, enveloping my freshly exposed pussy. Feeling another wave of sensations all over my body, from my fiery hot bum, across my cool breasts, onto my tingling nipples and now my pussy, pulsing with the exposed sheer naked thrill. “That’s a beautiful trimmed pussy” he whispers, “just how I want it.” I can feel my legs a little more now, shaking very lightly as I hold the posture for him.
After a while, he commands, “now close your legs slightly so your panties can fall all the way down.” Doing as he says, I can feel my knickers slowly sliding to my knees, then quickly down onto my ankles. “Perfect,” he says, “now open your legs again and stretch those panties wide.” I, of course, do as I’m told.
Totally exposed, I’m standing naked and unable to move, bound with my own knickers! I feel like such a dirty slut; that extra little thing of having my knickers around my ankles feels incredibly naughty and knowing that he can see how wet my knickers are. “Now I’d like you to put your hands behind your back,” he says, as he moves to remove my panties, lifting each foot as I teeter on the other.
“Now the rest! Undo your stockings, then the garter belt,” he commands. Here in the fresh night air, with my eyes closed, I slowly undo the last of my underwear.
“I’ll take care of the rest slut,” he says, “you stand still.” And with that, he begins to tear apart my silk stockings. Ripping sounds fill the night as he continues to shred my stockings, tearing them down my legs, leaving a few remnants of silk around my ankles. I feel another surge, a wave of sensual excitement pouring through me. I’m so incredibly thrilled at his slow, firm, deliberate action to remove the last of my clothes. “Now just stand there.” he says.
With my eyes still closed, my naked body was totally exposed in the cool night. I feel further waves of sensations wash over me. In between them, I’m aware of the goosebumps on my arms and back, my tingling bum, and my quivering legs. All the time, the light cool breeze moves around me, wrapping my nakedness with light caresses, across my breasts, down my back, and of course around my thighs and towards the pulsing furnace between my legs… but always I return to the burning sensation of my cheeks. My bum is not going to let me forget this anytime soon!
“You aren’t cold are you,” he asks. “No, I’m fine… I feel fantastic,” I managed to gasp. “Excellent,” he replies, “Now why don’t you stand there for a moment and think about how naughty, how slutty you are, and what I have in store for you next….”
To be continued…
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