The entire suite was dark except for a few thin lines of light that cast an illuminating glow from beneath the curtains. It looked abandoned. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I scanned the room. They came to a stop when I saw the outline of a man sitting in a chair. It looked like a real-life version of Devlin’s profile picture. The darkness hid his face, but there was enough light to see an outline of his body. My eyes looked down and just like in his profile picture, there was a small oval paddle hanging loosely from his right hand. I had spent hours staring at that picture, wondering what it would be like to be across his knees, feeling the wrath of that wooden wonder.
“Hello, Harmony.” He lifted his hand and turned on the lamp sitting next to him. “We meet at last.”
“Oh my god…” I blinked in surprise when the lamp lit up the room.
He was even more attractive in real life. His steel colored eyes looked like they could tear apart the darkness with a glance and see straight into my soul. He was dressed in a white button down shirt and black pants, but neither hid the muscles beneath them. My heart starting beating hard in my chest. The moment felt like every fantasy brought to life. I was going to be spanked. I was going to be punished. The look on his face confirmed that even without words. His disappointment might as well have been flashing on a marquee above his head. Just seeing him made me shiver and even with the fear flooding my veins, I still found myself getting strangely aroused by it.
“Why don’t you come over here and roll up my sleeve? I believe you’re long overdue for a trip across my knee.” He tapped the paddle on his palm and the sound made me tremble.
“Yes sir.” I nodded and began to approach him.
I knelt at Devlin’s feet and began to unbutton his sleeve. He never took his eyes off me, but I struggled to look up at him. My hand shook when I started to roll up his sleeve. His forearms were powerful and thick. Being that close to the paddle I had fantasized about brought both excitement and terror at the same time. I knew it would hurt. It was designed for punishment. I had wanted to feel that sting for so long that it was all I could focus on. Once his sleeve was rolled up, I leaned back and stared at the floor to await further instructions. We had roleplayed the moment enough for me to know what I would have to do next, but I also knew I wasn’t supposed to do anything unless he told me to do so.
“Stand to your feet and remove your clothes.” His tone was thick and his voice was almost like gravel.
“Yes sir.” I nodded and slowly rose to my feet.
I had followed Devlin’s instructions before and undressed when we were roleplaying, but it was different with him staring at me. I didn’t have the safety of anonymity or the security of knowing that I was the only one who could actually see my naked body. I slowly removed my dress and let it fall in a heap at my feet. I pushed off my shoes and started to tremble when my fingers wrapped around the clasp securing my bra. I pushed the prongs through the clasp, one at a time until it was free. My hands fell to my side and it slid down my arms. My panties were next. They were the only thing left between me and the Dom that intended to punish me for my transgressions. I slowly pushed them down my hips and then let them fall to the floor with the rest of my clothes.
“You’re even more breathtaking than I imagined when I saw the silhouette of that gorgeous body.” He exhaled sharply. “I wish I could stare at it all night, but first, you have to be punished.”
“Yes sir.” I nodded and continued to stare at the floor.
“Tell me why you deserve to be paddled.” He tapped the paddle on his palm and continued to stare at me.
“I—I abandoned you.” I swallowed another lump that tried to form in my throat.
“Yes.” He nodded slowly. “I spent night after night waiting for you to come back. I was sick with worry. I cared about you, Harmony. I liked talking to you, regardless of what it was about. Your flesh will pay the price for every moment we spent apart.”
Devlin took me by the wrist and guided me across his knee. My heart was beating out of control. I was trapped between desire and damnation. Both of them scared me. I had pretended to be across his knee many times when I pleasured myself. Actually being there was more intense than any fantasy that I created in my head. He positioned me so that I was draped across his knee with my ass pushed up towards the sky. My flesh was a blank canvas and I knew he was going to paint it a deep shade of crimson before he was done. He let the paddle rest on my ass and I trembled, knowing that the moment of my comeuppance had finally arrived.
“No amount of suffering can undo what you’ve done.” The paddle was pulled away and a second later I heard a cracking sound echo throughout the suite—then came the sting.
I knew it would hurt. I was prepared for that. No fantasy could imagine what it would actually feel like. It left an immediate sting. I felt my ass bounce underneath it and before the bouncing stopped, the paddle was coming down again. He landed the paddle on one side of my ass and then immediately delivered a smack on the opposite side. The sting got more intense as the paddle continued to fall. I whimpered and started to squirm. He kept a hand on my hip, holding me in place so that I couldn’t move very much. The paddle was delivering with precision that would have made a surgeon proud. Each time it came down, the sting that was already there was amplified before it got even worse. Even with my flesh paying the price for my sins, I still felt the wetness between my legs. My body begged for more while I squealed for mercy.
“Ow!” I kicked my feet and twisted in his grasp. “I’m sorry I abandoned you!”
“The more you try to fight this punishment, the worse it is going to be.” He delivered a smack that was harder than the previous ones. “You can show me how sorry you really are when your punishment is over.”
I did my best to stop squirming and accept the punishment I deserved. The paddle kept the stinging sensation fresh on the surface of my ass. As the wood continued to dance across my skin, the sting started to turn into a burning sensation. I wasn’t able to remain still, but as I soon as I squirmed, I received several hard smacks in the middle of my ass right along the spot where my weight rested when I sat. That hurt worse than receiving it on the upper part of my ass cheeks. Once he saw how it made me squeal, he started working that spot into the rotation. One on the right, one on the left, and several hard ones directly in the center before the pattern repeated. Tears welled up in my eyes and a sob rose up in my throat. As soon as the burst of sorrow rushed from my lips I felt my remorse cutting through the makeup on my face.
“I’m so sorry!” I knew he didn’t want to hear it, but the words came out anyway.
My darkest fantasy was brought to life. I was forced to face it head-on instead of hiding in the shadows while I talked about it online. I understood why Angelina believed it was necessary. It would always linger there in the back of my mind. It wasn’t something I could build a life on, but I needed to experience it. There was no other way to move past it. In my heart, I was a submissive girl. I put on a brave exterior but the position I was in was one that I craved. I wasn’t sure how the situation I was in would work if I tried to build a relationship with Nate. I still liked him. I still wanted him. My mind was just in too much turmoil, trapped between a man that had come back for me, and one that refused to let me run when I cut off contact. I would have to figure out things with Nate later, because the only thing I could truly focus on at that moment was the paddle that showed no sign of slowing down.
“Remember all of those times you told me that you wanted me to put you over my knee and spank you until you cried?” His gravel-coated tone echoed in my ears.
“Yes sir!” I nodded quickly.
I had never truly understood what I was saying in those sessions. I was at such a low point with relationships failing around me that all I could retreat to was the dark obsession toying with my thoughts. As the paddle continued to turn the burning fire on my ass into a raging inferno of torment, I started to question if my obsession was somehow responsible
for my struggles. I blamed it on everything that I could come up with, but there was always something that held me back. It was part of why I remained a virgin until Nate swept back into my life. Nate was an enigma. A force so strong that I let those feelings drown me because I tried to come up for air. I finally understood that. It might not have been the lesson Devlin intended to teach me, but it was certainly the one Angelina wanted me to learn. The torment continued for a little while longer, but then I felt the paddle start to slow down. When it finally came to a stop, I exhaled sharply and continued to sob.
“I think that’s enough—for now.” Devlin put the paddle on the table beside the chair.
“Thank you, sir!” I nodded, remaining across his knee as my ass continued to sizzle even without the paddle stoking the fire.
“On your knees.” His tone was quick and sharp.
“Yes sir.” I slowly stood and knelt at his feet with my arms behind my back.
“Your body is mine to use.” He leaned forward until his face was inches from mine. “You belong to me in every way. Anything I want, you will give without question.”
“Yes sir.” I swallowed hard as I thought about all of the things that could mean.
“Open your mouth.” Devlin reached into his pocket as he spoke.
I opened my mouth as wide as I could and when Devlin pulled his hand out of his pocket, I saw a large metal ring with leather attached to both sides. I recognized it from pictures I had seen online. It was a ring gag that would keep my mouth open and also allow it to be used for his pleasure. He slid it between my teeth and forced my jaw to stretch wider until it was firmly inserted. The leather was pulled tight behind my head and tied. I felt drool pooling in my mouth and I couldn’t swallow it easily. It started to run out the corners of my mouth and drizzle down my chin. Devlin stood and started to unfasten his pants. I knew what was going to happen. We had talked about it in our chats. The punishment was over but he wasn’t done with me.
“Now you get to show me how sorry you really are.” He let his pants drop to the floor and started to stroke his cock.
I would have spoken if the ring wasn’t holding my mouth wide open. I would have told him I was truly sorry, told him that I regretted making him worry, and that I missed the discussions we used to have. He played such an important role in helping me get through the hard times in my life while I was away at college and I could have at least told him goodbye when I returned home. He deserved at least that much respect. I watched as he got closer and positioned his cock inches from my face. He put a hand on the back of my head and then he began to push his cock into my mouth. There was no way for me to do anything but take it. The ring was larger than his cock when it was fully erect, so it slid between my lips with ease. He pushed it into my throat and let it linger there as I gagged.
“A submissive girl should always have a wet mouth that begs for her Master’s cock.” He pulled it back to my lips and drove it in deeper.
The barrier in the back of my throat made it hard for me to take his cock, but it didn’t slow him down. He started to fuck my mouth, slamming into it every time. I swallowed as hard as I could, trying to get him deeper. I wanted to show him that I wanted his cock. I wanted to prove my remorse by delivering the pleasure he craved. He fucked my mouth slow, savoring every moment of it. My pussy was so wet from the spanking and the oral pleasure I was delivering that I thought the heat was going to burn hotter than the one that scorched my ass when it was underneath the paddle. After trying several times to get him all the way in my mouth, I finally swallowed him and felt him sink into my esophagus.
“That feels really good.” He let out a groan and began to pull back until the glans was dragging across my tongue. “Swallow it again—show me what a good girl you want to be.”
His cock went deep and I swallowed again. He repeated the process several more times before picking up speed. I could feel his cock throbbing against my tongue. I wished I could wrap my lips around it and finish him off, but I was not in control of the situation at all. He kept his hands on the back of my head while he fucked my ring-gagged mouth. I was his toy to play with, a pet for his pleasure. His pace got so fast that he went from the edge of the gag to the deepest part of my throat so fast I barely had time to adjust. His cock started to pulsate and I knew he was about to cum. I waited for it, prepared to do anything I could to swallow his seed.
“Now you get to the honor of tasting my lust.” He pulled his cock to the edge of my lips and massaged my bottom lip with his fingers.
After a couple of seconds, he grunted, and I felt the glans pulsate against my lips. He erupted inside my mouth, covering my tongue and lips with his cum. I extended my tongue and licked the glans as several more rope-like strands of cum shot into my mouth. I couldn’t swallow it without using my lips to close my mouth. He finished depositing his load and took a step back. I tilted my head and let it slowly drain into my throat. My tongue cleaned what I could until most of it was gone.
“Good girl.” He patted my head and rustled my hair. “I guess that was good enough for you to earn an orgasm.”
Devlin pulled me to my feet and pushed his hand between my legs. His finger entered my wetness with ease. I was so turned on that my pussy was practically sticky with my desire. He pushed his finger in deep and started to massage my g-spot. It instantly sent waves of pleasure through my entire body. His thumb pressed on my clitoris and he started to make a circle around the tight bundle of nerves. I slumped against him, feeling my body tremble as the pleasure took hold of me. My desires were so strong that the culmination of everything we had done was so intense that I was ready to orgasm after less than a minute. He kept up the same pace and I felt my pussy spasming.
“There you go—cum for me.” He put an arm around my back and held me close. “Then cum for me again.”
He massaged my g-spot until there was no holding back. I orgasmed hard, feeling my muscles shake. If he hadn’t been holding me so tight, I might have been brought to my knees when it rushed through my body. He didn’t stop moving his finger or his thumb. They stayed locked in position and he continued to pleasure me. As soon as the first orgasm was done, I felt the pressure building up again. It devoured me before I knew what was happening and second orgasm surged through my veins. My knees folded, but he kept supporting me with his powerful grasp. Once it was done, he slowly removed his finger and untied the ring-gag. My jaw hurt when it was removed. I had to flex my jaw several times to make it open and close properly.
“Am I forgiven?” I looked into his steel-colored eyes, searching for some semblance of kindness.
“Yes.” He nodded and helped me to the chair. “But now it is time for you to return to Angelina.”
“Will I see you again?” I felt fear on both sides of that question.
“Perhaps. It all depends on what you want. Angelina says you have many roads to walk before you will know what you truly want.” He nodded and sat down across from me. “I do hope you trust her enough to finish your journey.”
Wait, does that mean there’s more?
10
Nate
“Nate? Holy shit!” Eddie hopped up and walked over to give me a hug. “Fuck man, how long has it been—five years?”
“Six.” I returned his hug and laughed when I looked over his shoulder. “You have the same fucking couch in your garage?”
“Yeah, this is my man cave now. Want to smoke a bowl? I was just about to fire one up.” He stepped back and motioned for me to follow him.
“Nah, I try to stay away from that stuff.” I followed him into the garage and took a seat. “So how have you been? Did you end up going to college after you graduated?”
“Yeah.” He pulled some smoke into his lungs and held it for a second before exhaling. “I actually made it through a whole semester too before they kicked me out.”
“That sucks man, but I guess it isn’t easy to pass your classes when you’re high all the time.” I chuckled slightly.
> “Yeah, I came back here. My mom passed a few years ago. It’s just me and the old man now.” He sighed and took another hit.
“Sorry to heart that, bro.” My face grew solemn. “She was a good woman. She always gave me a place to stay when things were shit at home.”
“Yeah, that she was.” He nodded and exhaled. “So, tell me what you’ve been up to all these years? I mean shit, you rode out of here on your motorcycle and never looked back—until now I guess.”
I gave Eddie a rundown of the years I spent on the road, my time in South America, and told him the details he cared about the most—like how the drugs were everywhere and the women were smoking hot. By the time I was done with my story, he was finished with his bowl and already packing another one. He didn’t look like he had aged much in the time I had been away. He was still scrawny and had the exact same haircut, although his hair was longer than I remembered. The glow of youth had faded, but that was about it. I barely even recognized the man in the mirror compared to the kid I was back then. It was like my life had moved forward while his had been frozen in time.
“That sounds sweet, bro. Well hey, if you go back down there, you gotta take me with you!” He nodded enthusiastically.
“I don’t think I’m headed down there again.” I shook my head back and forth. “So, college didn’t work out, what else have you been up to?”
“Same old stuff, man. I’m still working at the grocery store. They tried to promote me to manager because I’ve been there longer than anyone else, but I didn’t want the hassle.” He shrugged and lit his bong again.
“Makes sense.” I nodded. “Well, it was good to see you man, I’ll stop by again soon.”
“Why are you back anyway? I thought you never wanted to see this place again after you left.” Eddie leaned forward and put his bong on the table.
“I’ve got some unfinished business here. I’m on my way to see my dad.” I stood and sighed.
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