Stress Relief

I am one big stress ball.  I NEED a major stress relief session with items of impact. Hand, paddle, belt, flogger.

I need!

In my waking dream Dragon unzips my dress.  It falls to the floor.  Panties and bra are next.  Standing nude, waiting for him instructions.  He places my hands on the weight bench and moves my feet apart.  He positions me to his satisfaction.  Legs and back straight.  Hands practically glued to the bench.

Many of our sessions start this way.  When they do, I know the swats are going to come hard and fast.  A swift warm up and then it gets tough. In this position every swat takes my breath away.  The swats come faster than I can recover.  Pushing hard for that release I need so very bad.

My backside and upper legs turn a nice cherry red.  Tears sting my eyes. There is no way to count.

As long as it isn't a punishment, he starts with his hand.  I think he likes to see his hand print on my backside.

When he is done, he takes a minute to rub my multi colored backside.  No sex after that level of intensity.  I am usually flying.  He likes it when I am a bit more responsive and not as giggley.

I need the paddle.  It isn't a want anymore.

Soon