sirsgoodlittleslut: This post is being written while I sit on this, as a punishment from Sir. A few
sirsgoodlittleslut: This post is being written while I sit on this, as a punishment from Sir. A few weeks ago, I posted about our search for a mat that Sir could make me sit on when I’ve been bad as a punishment. Thanks again to all you lovely meanies who suggested some different options for painful surfaces for me to sit on! This shot shows the texture of the spiky mat Sir ended up getting, with a penny for scale. It’s a foldable, hard plastic mat big enough for me to sit on. Its actual purpose is to keep pets off the furniture. As soon as I took it out of its packaging yesterday and poked at it, I knew this thing was going to hurt. After Sir fucked me hard last night and forced me to cum over and over, he told me that he hoped I’d enjoyed the orgasms because I wasn’t allowed to have any more for the whole weekend. But when he fucked me this afternoon, I could tell he was trying his hardest to get me to disobey. My clit was so sensitive, and I was trying so hard to be good, but I could tell he was doing everything he could to make my body betray me. And he knows my body so well that I ended up cumming twice even though I knew perfectly well that I wasn’t allowed to. Sir decided this was the perfect time to try out our new spiky mat. He decided that I’d earned myself two hours of sitting on it today, one hour for each time I’d disobeyed He decided to be nice, though. For one thing, I’m allowed to wear my yoga pants so that the spikes aren’t directly against my skin. And I’m allowed to take breaks, as long as I spend two hours total on it. But I do have plans to go out tonight, so there isn’t too much extra time for breaks. When I pointed this out to Sir, he just said “well that just means you’d better get started quickly then.” I’ve been on here for half an hour total so far, with one break. It’s so hard to stay on it, and it was even harder putting my body weight back onto it after my quick break. When I stay still for an extended time, the pressure starts to build where the spikes are digging into the same spots on my ass and where it meets the top of my thighs. But every time I move, whether it’s because I’m squirming or reaching for something as I’m going about my business or trying to get comfortable, it relieves some of that pressure but simultaneously puts pressure in all new spots. I don’t know how I’m going to take another hour and a half of this Devotional Training: Perfect Punishment. -- source link
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