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Username: Redhinney
Post Number: 393
Registered: 10-2005
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Weekend Submission A Shawn and Maddy Story
Part 2
by Patricia@ 2004
There is one more part after this one please let em know if you enjoy them and if you want to read more
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Each time she was done chewing Maddy waited patiently with her mouth open and each time Shawn made sure Maddy had something to either eat or drink and occasionally wiping her mouth. Each mouthful was played out similar to the one before, Shawn put what he wants in her mouth and she follows his orders on what to chew and when to wait. Who would ever think eating breakfast can be so stimulating. Much to Maddy’s disappointment breakfast was soon over.
Still not speaking Maddy waits for Shawn to tell her what to do next. Shawn gently lifts the blindfolded Maddy off the chair and leads her into the den. He guides her thru the maze of dog toys and furniture, stopping at his chair, “Kneel down Maddy and bend over, put your head and shoulders on the ottoman.” Again Maddy can taste fear and excitement but she does exactly as told. “Come on babe spread your legs; let me see all of you.” As if on remote control Maddy does exactly as Shawn directs her, still not speaking she waits in this position. Shawn bends down and plants little tiny kisses almost as light as a butterfly landing on the first flower of spring, on her face, her ears down her spine until he gets to the small of her back. Once there he begins to alternate between light kisses and gentle licking all the way down the crevice of her buttocks, kissing each check as if it was the first time he has ever seen them but stopping at her honey pot. There he lets his fingers do the talking lightly stroking first her outer lips and working their way gently into the warm moist folds of her sex. The air is sweet with the scent of a woman, his women giving him total control. Shawn didn’t think it was possible to love Maddy any more than he did right now. Shawn gently lets his fingers explore her womanhood; he founds her wet with anticipation. He lets his fingers slowly stroke her clit making it swell with hopes of relief than brings her right back to the start all over again. Shawn does this several times and each time Maddy’s breathing gets heavier and heavier she prays silently that this time he would allow her the release she seeks but each time he brings right back to the beginning. Shawn plays Maddy’s body like a musician does to a fine violin. Knowing when to stroke and when to pull the brow back, never giving into the instrument but allowing it to sing quietly under the hand of a master. Every one of Maddy’s nerves are standing at attention, her juices are flowing freely running down her thighs. She feels Shawn’s fingers leaving her, she wants to scream “No please don’t I want more” but knows that talking is not allowed.
Leaving her breathless, he gets up “I’ll be right back little one, just stay were you are.” Before he leaves the room, he turns to look and notices that Maddy is breathing heavy but seems content. “Go into your center baby girl, I’ll be right back are you ok?” Weakly Maddy nods her head; even if she was allowed to talk it would take more energy than she has. Slowly her breathing returns to normal and she waits. This week end is all about the gift of her submission. Maddy knows that she may be sore by the end of the week end but she also will be very content, it’s the waiting that is a killer.
Shawn returns to the room stops and looks at his wife; tall thin Maddy, long red hair and skin so pale and smooth that is seems like she is made of porcelain, it reminds him that he must be firm but gently with her because just like porcelain he never wants to break her sprite. He laughs to himself about some of the crazy things she manages to get into but somehow she always survives maybe with a sore red butt but she does survive.
“I’m back babe are you OK, nod your head” Maddy nods yes. She hears him put stuff down on the table, she tries to make out what it might be but all of her senses are working on overload. No matter how hard she tries she can’t determine what Shawn has brought into the room. Once again it’s the waiting game and once again Maddy feels her heart beating fast.
“Maddy you understand that this week end I am in total control. You have no say in what happens to you. You are mine to do as I please. I can use any part of your body as I see fit. I can spank your butt until it’s hot enough to toast marshmallows and you still have no say, you can’t fight back, you can’t refuse, you are to obey no matter what. Do you understand that?” Trying to calm down her breathing Maddy nods yes. As much as the thought of what will happen scares her she knows deep inside of her heart that Shawn wouldn’t hurt her. He may push her limits but he wouldn’t hurt or do anything to her that would make her feel dirty or ashamed.
Her thoughts are cut short as she feels his fingers working their way into her butt. Still after 15 years of marriage anal sex is the one thing that Maddy has a hard time doing. Sure Shawn has been more than gentle but she always tenses up and any enjoyment jumps out the door. Today she will have no say in the matter. “Relax babe, I know this is hard but bare down you can do it relax, take a deep breath”. Slowly she feels his fingers working themselves into the deep dark center of her butt, first one finger than two; he leaves them there allowing Maddy to get use to the intrusion before moving ahead. He moves his fingers slowly and with direction, never meaning to hurt but to make her aware of just how much control he really has. His fingers rest when they fully inserted. Just as slow as they were inserted Shawn draws them out and than back in, lingering around the opening, rimming it with the very tip of his finger. Suddenly without warning she feels a cool sensation and the unmistakable smell of ginger. “Bare down, relax ok your doing good just a bit more than it will be in all the way” POP Maddy let out a small groan just as the ginger root plug was seated in her. Maddy knows that in a short while her butt will begin to feel the heat of the ginger as the oils makes contact with the tender flesh of her bottom. She hears Shawn sit back in his chair: she knows that he is watching her. Maddy begins to squirm, the ginger root is doing its trick, and how can something in her bottom make her so excited. It almost as if the ginger has a direct contact with her G spot. If she didn’t know better she could have an orgasm right now. Maddy has no recourse but to allow this to happen. Shawn knows that with Maddy in this position and with him watching her fight the affects of the ginger is taken all of Maddy’s strength and will power. Fifteen years of marriage and Shawn still loves just looking at his wife but now she has the look of a woman just on edge. This look is one that Shawn totally wants to enjoy and savor. “Oh no baby girl don’t cum yet. I’ll decide when you can’ as he is rubbing her butt checks and allowing his fingers to work into her pussy, gently sliding over her clit making sure it has the attention it seeks but not the release so sought after by Maddy. Shawn gently licks first her right thigh and moves over to her left thigh stopping for a brief rest to suck Maddy’s swollen clit, flicking it with his tongue licking every last bit of her honey leaving nothing arousal in his wake.
Ten minutes goes by and Maddy is still left to fight the affects of the ginger root. Shawn makes the decision that Maddy’s butt needs some stinging of its own. Without any warning Maddy feels the touch of a leather paddle. Shawn rubs the paddle softly over her butt, down her legs and back up her butt. As he moves the paddle his tongue traces the exact path that the paddle just went. Maddy’s never endings are working into over time, just the touch of her skin can tell anyone she is tingling all over just waiting for the big release. Shawn sees her body start to tense “Oh no little one not yet don’t you dare cum yet.” Before he can get the whole sentence out the leather paddle makes contract with Maddy’s butt. The first slap landed dead center and was hard enough to break Maddy’s concentration. Again she just as she thought that she would not be able to hold out any longer, she is right back to the beginning. Before she can take the journey down the path again, she feels the unmistakable sting of the paddle landing on her left check followed very closely but a similar one landing on her right check. The room is full with the cadence of the paddle meeting Maddy’s bottom. Some of the blows are soft as a baby’s kiss and others are hard and fiery. Just as Maddy thinks she has gotten the rhythm down, Shawn changes where or how he lands them. A series of five or ten soft blows may be followed by 3 or 4 hard one or may be followed by the sweet little kisses that Shawn just loves to give. It doesn’t matter Maddy’s whole body is alive with anticipation waiting for release.
Just as Maddy thinks she can’t take anymore Shawn stops spanking her. He rubs and kneads her bottom, kissing her face, wiping her salty tears away with his tongue he can see that Maddy is almost spent but not ready to give up completely.
“Does the ginger still burn” Maddy shakes her head yes and than no.
“What does that mean? Tell me little girl, you can talk”
Maddy mouth is dry her voice barely over a whisper “Not as much as before, please take it out.”
Looking down at the V between her legs Shawn can’t help but notice how wet and excited she is. Her lips are swollen with all the excitement and her honey is running down her legs. He watches as she gives into the ginger allowing the warmth to over take her loins. A small groan escapes her. Shawn reaches between her legs and fingers her sex. His own arousal has waited to long, he unzips his pants, and his manhood springs to life and he spreads Maddy’s lips, makes his way inside and pumps in the familiar pattern of two people making love. “Not yet babe; wait for me” Together they develop a rhythm and together both of them ride the crescent of passion, arriving together.
Love can't always be seen or heard but will always be felt with your heart
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