hopetobecucked:goodboyspankings:I am supposed to get a big spanking tonight. I asked for it days
hopetobecucked: goodboyspankings: I am supposed to get a big spanking tonight. I asked for it days ago and as long as I don’t chicken out, I think it will happen. It will take all evening with chores in between sessions with paddles, spoons and whatever. We might even go out to dinner in between spankings just to prolong my torture. I’ve been nervous for days–even before asking for it–and this morning as I got ready for work, I was either partially or completely erect most of the time. My scrotum even feels heavy. At some point tonight, I will either accidentally make squirts or she will spank it out of me at the end of the night. Even though a messy will get me a long and hard session with the little ouchie paddle, I still get to have a little orgasm and my little guy is certainly looking forward to that. As I put on my underwear, I immediately made a wet spot of pre-cum. In fact, a drop formed on the outside. The planned outfit had to be scrapped and instead I chose to wear baggy jeans and a long untucked shirt so that I could hide my erections and possible wet spots. It is all a game until it infringes on real life. When I have to wear special clothes on spanking day because my naughty will show otherwise, then I feel like I am getting a real spanking for really being a bad boy. I deserve it, don’t I? A grown man should be able to control himself. I have to go to the gym today. I hope my underwear doesn’t show pre-cum stains. Oh no, what if I get an erection in the locker room or the shower? Can’t wait to hear about your spanking tomorrow - hopefully she gives you exactly what you need and you don’t chicken out! Thanks for the curiosity!I didn’t chicken out. I got a warm-up spanking standing up next to the bed. My cummie towels were under my pee-pee just in case I oozed pre-cum or accidentally made messy squirts. I didn’t but I was surprised how good my penis felt rubbing lightly against the soft terry cloth. That spanking was stingy but not very long or hard.That was unfortunately the only spanking before we went to dinner. I like it when we go out and I am really uncomfortable. It makes me super nervous about what will happen when we get back home. As it was, we had a nice time but I wasn’t squirming and fidgeting like I wanted to be.Back at home, we used the warm-up paddle again but over her lap (which also felt super great on my penis). I did a chore and then brought her a wooden spoon and climbed back over her lap. Again, tickle feelings on my little guy made me worried that I would have an accident. The spoon was super stingy but I was getting worried. I told her I thought I might make without permission and if/when I squirted, I would need to be spanked with the ouchie paddle.I should mention, that she seemed to be having a good time. Sometimes she just seems to be going through the motions, gives me what I need, but seems a little disgusted by the whole ordeal. Last night, she seemed to actually enjoy herself a little. I found out that she had cancelled plans for the night with a friend so that she could stay home and take care of her naughty husband. At first I wasn’t sure if she was just saying that to make me feel guilty but that didn’t seem to be the case. I felt loved.Another chore and then the leather paddle. Chore. Stingy spoon while draped over the ottoman. When I got up, I kissed her. She seemed to like that. Chore and then the long paddle over a pillow over the ottoman. I hugged her tight after that. It was so fast and hard that I was breathless after a couple dozen spanks and shaking when I stood up. My bottom wasn’t recovering between chores, I was running out of things to do, and it was getting late. Another chore and then another turn with the bigger wooden spoon. I sat next to her for a second and asked her if I could do squirties on her lap during the next spanking. She said something like, “I guess so,” which is her way of roll-playing a resigned acquiesce.We had been doing all the post-dinner spanking in the living room but the last spanking was going to happen in the bedroom. I went to wait for her (she likes to make me wait a little). I was sitting in a chair (on my towel) and playing with my penis. My bottom was very stingy but my guy felt great. I’ve thought about what it would be like to ‘accidentally’ squirt while waiting and then still have to get the super ouchie paddle. It was a terrifying thought but I like to be scared. I was getting close but then I heard her coming and quickly took my hands away. I didn’t want to be caught playing with myself, right? Maybe…With many layers of towels over her lap (I soaked through one time), she spanked me first with the long paddle (to get my attention and calm me down a little, I thought) and then with lighter things like the stingy spoon while I humped and wiggled on her lap. When I was getting close, I asked if it would be OK if I squirted. She said no and that I needed to wait a little more. I stopped moving but she was using the little stingy spoon and it made me start to wiggle which felt too good.I couldn’t help myself and started humping again and begged for release. She said OK that time but immediately started spanking me harder. That kept me back and I had to try harder. It was scary being so close, then away from the edge again, and then when I was allowed to go over, not being able to.I eventually got there and it was a nice strong orgasm (sometimes it isn’t very good, just a sense of relief and release but no tingly feelings). This time it was a slow build that erased the spanking and made me pump out what felt like a lot of semen. Then I felt the heavier wood of the ouchie hairbrush paddle and she spanked it all away.I don’t think I made a sound but I felt myself grab the mattress with my left hand in a way that I think struck her as a sign that I was really feeling it for the first time all night. I don’t know if it hurt that much more but I wasn’t protected by a hard penis anymore. My bottom felt like it was on fire.She didn’t go long and when she asked if I had had enough, I cowardly said ‘yes’. I got up a few seconds later scooping up cum covered towels on the way and quickly wiping myself off. My tummy had a wet sticky spot on it that I had wipe off a couple times before I was sure I got it all.Then, I sat next to her and hugged her tight as I professed my love and thanks. -- source link