The twelve – delivered!

The build up to the play session started when I smsed Him at work around 2pm. “your arse will be at best 50% by tonight”.  He now knew I was planning to play.  I had previously thought of an idea for play that I thought would work really well.  I hadn’t had the chance to do it previously but knew I could today. I was super excited. “check the letter box when you get home, before you come inside”, I smsed him a little later in the day – but not much later – I wanted him to spend the afternoon preoccupied wondering what would be in the letter box and wondering what I had planned.  I knew he was squirming and I giggled with satisfaction.
 
We had recently had a little “bump” in our relationship which we managed to work through, but He seemed worried that I would play extra hard as some form of retribution.  He told me he was scared. FINALLY! Finally he admitted to being scared.  All that lip and bad attitude of his that earned him 12 – saying I wasn’t scary and I couldn’t hurt a fly.  I enjoyed the fact he was nervous, but I assured him I would never let any issues in our relationship enter into BDSM play – that would be unhealthy and could be dangerous. I take my responsibility as Domme and looking after him as my sub VERY seriously. I told him that I would never punish him for relationship issues, and reminded him that this punishment was for his defiant attitude while I was away the week before. He threatened to go home and hide all our implements before I came over but I informed him that I would already be there when he got home from work.
 
I went to his place, an apartment in a large block of flats, and placed his collar in his letterbox on the footpath outside the stairs to his flat.  On top of the collar I placed a hand written note, “You will find your collar in the letter box. You are to put this on before coming to the door. You are not to use your key but are to wait to be let in.  Upon entering you are to ask me appropriately for the reprimand you earned.”  I waited inside the flat feeling giggly and excited.  At one stage I could have sworn I head his car pull in, but there was no knock at the door.   I was thorooughly enjoying the though of him outside, gingerly putting on his collar, afraid of coming face to face with a neighbour and getting caught out. Then the knock came. I had been waiting for this knock all afternoon, and now, suddenly, I was quietly freaking out! “the pressure is on now! I must make this good”, “oh sh!t – now what shall I do?”.  I struggled to gain control of the massive grin on my face before opening the door but it was a losing battle. I opened the door. 
 
There he stood, his handsome sexy self wearing his collar and looking a little embarrassed.  He impressed me when he dropped to his knees in the door way, not yet inside in private, and told me he had been bad and could I please punish him. I asked him what he had done that was bad and he correctly replied he had had a bad attitude.  I told him to stand up and come inside. I shut the door behind him then guided him to the door and pushed him against the door.  Usually I play around with his bum before I strike it but this time I grabbed a paddle and gave it a good whack. He cried out.  I’m sure the shock of how quickly it all happened hit him harder than the paddle. I gave him another whack. Then I led him to the bedroom.
 

In the bedroom I lay down on the bed and instructed him to undress completely. I knew he would feel a little awkward being naked and I secretly enjoyed the thought of him being uncomfortable.  I requested a drink and allowed him to have one also. He did well, remembering to give me my drink before he had his and he got down on one knee and offered me the glass with both hands.  I soon put him out of his misery and took off his collar and instructed him to shower but not to dress.
 
When he came out of the shower I was sitting back using his computer. He went and got his collar, put it on, and came and knelt beside me. I hadn’t finished what I was doing so I told him he had to wait.  When I had finished I made him crawl on all fours into the bedroom and then lie face down on the bed.   I asked what implement he would like me to use for his next 4 strikes. He indicated the long leather strap.  So I told him I would use the tawse, and then I blind folded him.  He flinched and writhed as I proceeded – not with the tawse as he expected, but with some sensual play using a thin ball chain trailing across his body. He knew the punishment was coming and the longer I played the more he flinched waiting for that first strike. I made sure to continue the sensual play while I administered the first strike. I didn’t want him to have any warning as to when it was coming and I knew he wouldn’t expect me to do 2 things at once. After the 4th strike I lay on top of him on the bed and ground my pelvis over his arse. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back to ask him a question. Upon his reply I pushed his face back down into the pillow. I was really enjoying this, and he was moaning with pleasure.
 
After this , I asked him to put on his sexy hot new tight jeans he told me baught super tight, specifically for my pleasure! Oh my gosh he is so sweet! Then I told him to put on his wrist cuffs himself for a change, and I attached a chain between the cuffs and attached that chain also to a dog lead hanging from his neck. Then we went to the kitchen where i chained him to the overhead cupboard and asked him to stick his butt out.  This time I asked which implement he would like and I used it – the paddle. 3 strikes on his sexy butt in his new hot tight jeans. YUM! I then helped him make dinner but he made it while chained. He was about to serve dinner when I said I would like a drink and he replied “after i finish serving”. I queried his defiance and he again said “but I’m doing this”. to which I replied “I don’t care what you are doing. If i ask you for a drink then that is what you are doing”.  He continued to serve. I started counting.  he raced to the fridge and only accrued another 2 to his tally. After dinner he pushed his luck by going to the computer, sitting down and proceeding to use it.  I was warning him the whole time and he cheekily replied he had actually started to use it yet. I told him that he knew what he had to do if he wanted to use the computer. He begrudgingly came over and asked if he could use it. I told him he could wait 2 minutes. I thought that was light on, but he got all grumpy and sulky and I ended up having to order him to sit down and stay still.

After watching a short DVD it was back to the bedroom for his final 5 strikes. This time i put his hands behind his back and cuffed them there, then, as he stood facing the end of the bed I forcefully pushed him so he fell face first onto the bed, bending over. His arse was exposed as I had requested he drop his pants before I bent him over, and I told him I would now use the leather strap which he had requested in the beginning for 2 strikes, and that the final 3 would be delivered with the large wooden paddle.  He accepted the first two rather well but then he squirmed waiting for the paddle, knowing they would be the hardest of the 14 he would receive that night. mmmm It was good to watch him moan in pleasure and pain.  After cuddling though, having finished our play, I could resist putting a dog clip on his nipple… and then licking it. This sent him right off with delight and I decided we’ll use that again!
 
wow! what a night!  That had to be one of the most enjoyable sessions so far! And whats exciting is that we both know I will only go on to include more humiliation and creativity!  Bring it on!