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From Submission
zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
There was one particular scene my husband and I played out that
I have been meaning to describe either in a story or a post. I
have attempted writing it as a story on a few occasions without
much success. I have decided to just write about it in a conversational
tone and see where that leads me.
The following post contains sexual situations, spanking and an
enema. It could be considered squicky to some. Please, if this
sort of thing would bother you, stop reading.
A few months back my husband and I returned from a weekend of
spanking fun and role play with two of our good friends, Steven
& Babs. We had spent a weekend celebrating Steven's birthday with
him and his girlfriend at her house in New Jersey. We returned
with a heightened level of excitement that I can only describe
as a "spanking high" I can not possibly imagine what it must be
like to "play" at a spanking party or event and then go home to
a vanilla spouse and not be able to share the excitement or even
worse try to hide it. We could not contain our smiles with each
other and felt as though we had just returned from a second honeymoon.
My husband wanted to give me an enema scene the very next day
back. I think in some ways, he wanted to reclaim me. An enema/spanking
scene was one of the scenes I had played out with Steven. My husband
(Master Herb) also later reenacted with me a scene he had done
with Babs. It was more of a bondage, D/s scene. I think the reenacting
of these scenes types was an important way for us to communicate
with each other, after what I considered to be one of the most
emotionally wonderful experiences of our lives. It was also a
way to ease the "let down" that often follows the high of an intense
spanking scene.
My husband had me lay nude except for my black leather collar
face down on a towel placed on our bed, and he gave me a rather
gentle spanking. It actually felt like a hard spanking because
I was fairly bruised from the weekend. I had a number of cane
marks, one I had even named "number four". :) After the spanking
he sat beside me on the edge of the bed and inserted his finger
into my tightest bottom hole along with some lubricant. He removed
his finger and slid in the nozzle to the enema kit.
What I remember most about this particular scene was how gentle
he was. I never felt more loved or beautiful or pampered. As the
very warm water from the enema kit filled me, he rubbed my bottom.
I could feel each cane mark as his hand rubbed. His hand slid
up my back and he stroked my hair.
During the enema I started to fidget and complain. There is something
about an enema that makes you feel very young and helpless and
your voice and mannerisms reflect that. He told me very firmly
that he wanted me to keep my arms straight down at my side. He
reminded me that he knew what he was doing and I was going to
hold the enema for the proper amount of time. He inserted a plug
into me to help me hold the enema. Then he unzipped his pants.
I remember that the position, of keeping my hands down straight
at my side and being face down on the bed had a lot to do with
how I was feeling. I felt almost as if I was being restrained,
as if I was in bondage. When he wanted me to take his cock into
my mouth at this point, my total body reacted with the most intense
feeling of submission I have ever felt. His cock slid into my
mouth and at that moment I orgasmed.
I have never had an experience like that before or since. Usually
when I orgasm it is from some type of actual physical contact.
This totally shocked me when it happened and shocked my Master
as well. Somehow though, he managed to get past his shock and
remember that soon I would have to empty out the enema. :)
He went with me into the bathroom but I asked if he wouldn't mind
just waiting for me to return nice and clean. He smiled a relieved
smile and said since I had been such a good girl he would give
me some privacy. After I had expelled the enema and taken a bath
I returned to the bedroom. He was waiting for me with my favorite
toy! A nice big erection!
There is something about this scene, and my orgasm from submission,
that proves to me without a doubt that the most important component
to a satisfying sex life is to pleasure the mind.
© 2000 by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com, not to be reposted or distributed
without permission
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