Bi Sexuals and Spanking

I'm bi and I've always been a bit kinky, but nobody's satisfied my urges like Sara, a woman I've been fucking for the past few months. I thought I liked to be the one dishing out the spankings and sternness, but I've discovered that I really love to take it from Sara too. She'll "punish" me for the slightest reason. Sometimes I deliberately give her an excuse to, but it's hornier when I'm "bad" despite trying my best to be a good girl.

Take the other week. I brought her breakfast in bed, but left the milk out on the work surface instead of putting it back in the fridge. Of course, she spotted it the second she came downstairs.

Sara was already in a mistressy mood. I'd served her naked apart from stockings, sussies and high heels and she'd made me stand next to the bed, bent at the waist and grabbing my ankles so she could ogle my arse and juiced-up cunt while she enjoyed her food. She didn't criticise a thing about the meal, but I knew I'd slip up sooner or later. Then she followed me downstairs as I cleared away her dishes, and asked me what the hell the milk was doing out. Soon I was bending again, this time over the wooden table in her kitchen. I was stood at the head of it, and had to hook my feet round the outside of its legs, to be sure I was spread really wide.

Sara's used a lot of different things to punish me - her hands, old-fashioned slippers and even riding crops. Now she got this little leather spanking paddle - it didn't look like much, but from the first stroke I knew it was going to sting like fuck! She didn't use it hard at first, just built up a nice glow all over my arse cheeks. Then she started using more force, thwacking it against them. It really stung - painful but weirdly pleasurable, like an adrenaline rush. And then she wet her hand under the tap and moistened my cheeks, which made the leather slap against them even louder and the stinging increase. Some doms like their subs to count the spanks, and punish them for mistakes. Sara prefers me to suffer in silence - the slightest sound and I get more. And for real, I try my best to swallow my squeals, but it's easier said than done. This time I managed it. I focused on the feel of the cold tabletop pressed up against my pierced tits. But, of course, Sara found something else to punish me for - something I couldn't help.

She stroked my arse, chuffed at how hot she'd made my cheeks, and trailed her fingers into my slit, feeling me juice up. She snapped at me that I wasn't meant to enjoy this, and how dare I get wet? Then she stuck the handle of the paddle inside me. I had to stand there with the fucking thing poking out of my cunt, like a little leather tail stuck up in the air, while she found something big enough to satisfy me. I thought she'd get her strap-on - normally she'll use any excuse to give me a good reaming with that. But she didn't even leave the kitchen - this time she got her rolling pin from a drawer! It's just a plastic cylinder, totally smooth with rounded-off ends, a few quid from a cooking store. The girth is probably twice the size of the average vibrator, big enough to stretch me to the max.

Sara lubed it with some olive oil, not that she needed to, given how wet I was. Then she slid it in and started to fuck me. All the while she talked really dirty to me, forbidding me to cum without her permission, telling me I'd better keep my slutty little cunt under control. But what's a girl to do when three oil-slathered fingers are diddling away at her clitoris? Within a couple of minutes I was grinding my tits hard up against the table, pussy clamped vice-tight around that hard plastic tube. Then, as she pulled it out of me I let out a shriek, it felt so intense.

As I came down, she had me sitting on a chair - I knew I'd get in more trouble for wetting all over the seat with my creaming cunt. She rubbed the soaking tip of the rolling pin all over my boobs, making me shudder as she sucked on my nipples, playing her tongue against the rings. After that, we went back to bed and had sex - sometimes Sara just likes her licking vanilla flavoured. But before I got started, she had me looking at my own arse in her bedroom mirror- no real damage done, just really pink and rosy over the curve of my cheeks.

I'm writing into you on her orders: she loves Razz/e because it's so down to earth and filthy! And I'm thinking of spelling her name wrong, because I'll be in so much trouble when she sees that!