AssUMe Position

She showed up at my door at exactly 1900hrs. She was never late to our appointments. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun with wayward tendrils falling gracefully around her face and nape. She wore minimal jewelry; stud earrings and a silver bracelet at her wrist. Natural looking makeup with nude lipstick. Her dress… I don’t normally buy my kittens anything, but she’s my favorite and I thought the dress would fit her like a glove. Fit her it did! With a low neckline, it cupped her ample bosom, drew in her slender waist and hoisted her rounded bottom in the best way possible. She looked perfect… I couldn’t wait to watch her come undone!

I sat at the edge of the tufted bench at the foot of my bed and tapped on my thighs. She immediately understood what I meant and inched closer. When she was standing right next to me, I placed my right hand on her lower back, directed her to her knees then over mine. From the full-length mirror on the left wall I could see right down her cleavage, her tits threatening to pour out of their restraints. From that on the right, her ass could be seen. An endless reflection of both mirrors made sure she could see herself. I felt her shiver at the realization and even more as she anticipated what was to come…

Reaching for the hem of her full-length dress, I pulled it over her legs spotting the lace garter stockings she had on. Pulling further up her thighs, I noticed she wore no undies… I felt my excitement grow. I think she felt it too as she raised her butt searching for my palm. Not wanting to linger any further, I arranged the dress neatly on her back and pinned her down with my left arm. With my right hand, I trailed my fingers over her left cheek then… WHAP! Landed my first spanking. She whimpered softly. Music to my ears. Started drawing lazy circles at the small of her back while she kept fidgeting in anticipation. I knew she could see the lust in my eyes from my reflection. She could feel my hard-on against her tummy. WHAP! Second spanking. She kicked her feet and shrieked… She did not expect that. I served three more with deft flickers of my wrist that left her ass red and warm and her eyes watery.

I licked my index finger and run it across her right cheek towards her slit. She winced slightly. I went silent for a minute. Just watching her, her ass which was now parted to reveal moist lips. The whole room smelt of her sex, her excitement. A pungent intoxicating scent that tempted me to taste. To lick her clean of all her juices, dive into her folds and tickle her depth then leisurely stroke her nub alternating pressure, feel her quiver underneath my tongue as her orgasm builds up and she finishes in my face leaving her spent and gasping for air.

Forcing myself out of my reverie, I pick up a cane from underneath my covers. It has a bunch of soft feathers on one end. I run the feathers lightly over her smarting ass. “That tickles,” she says and closes her eyes to revel in the sensation. When the cane lands hard on her ass, her eyes and mouth go wide open as she releases a silent scream. The next stroke finds her barely recovered from the shock of the previous one. The feathers are back tickling, soothing then a sharp pain on the lower side of her butt, really close to her pussy. I poke at her flesh with the plain side of the cane, then part her cheeks. Damn! She is so wet! I slowly insert the cane into her cunt twisting gently and turning it. Then I pull it out and cane her on the fleshier part of her ass. At this point she is shaking wildly, a blend of pleasure and pain so intense I know she needs to cum. But I haven’t allowed her yet.

I don’t continue with the caning. I know she’s about to use her safe word. So, I take a vibrating egg place it against her clit (she never cums without her button being touched). It doesn’t take a minute before she’s screaming, her legs flailing about, her back arched and the look on her face as that of one who has