It is snowing and cold....like breaking low temperature records every day. I have been told to stay home, the roads are snow covered and icy. Lucky for me i know someone who can warm me up very quickly.
It is so cold that i get to stay dressed during my kneeling time. Master is mauling my breasts...over 3 layers of clothing. I tell Him how good it feels...while trying hard not to smirk. Master moves to pinching and pulling, and finally just tells me to get up and get naked.
I am over His lap, when i feel wood. I look over at Him....He says...Oh, i forgot, a hand warm-up goes before the paddle (guess He saw me smirking during that kneeling time). He does put the paddle down, and continues with His hand. All too soon, i feel wood, heavy and large. I look over again. He holds up the "Pouty Pooh" paddle. I have not seen..or felt...it in while, It is heavy, and large enough to cover all one bottom cheek. "Not what you were expecting?"...He sweetly asks. He continues a bit with it, until i am squirming and starting to get vocal.
He switches to the lighter, smaller paddle, and it feels so much nicer, in comparison to "Pooh". After several sets, I hear, 'last ones, 20 of the hardest ones'. I take a deep breath, as He starts. It does not take long for me to get very vocal, and pain is all i can think about. He finishes and is rubbing my bottom, enjoying the feel of the heat, remarking what a good job He has done warming me up......and...i have to agree.
He then says I can choose anything from His bag....a rare treat for me! He says He is betting i return with the flogger. I think about it...and say..."actually your helping hand is calling me name". It is a crop with the end part shaped like a little hand. It has not been use in a long time, is leather, and can reach in very 'interesting ' places. Master seems surprised....and please. It has been so long since we have used it, it is at the very bottom of His bag.
I am told to lean over and present my bottom. He starts off lightly, and i an pleased with my choice. Each set gets harder, and Master starts to travel around my bottom and thighs. He is leaving a map of 'handprints'. He stops to rub, and checks to see how much i am enjoying my choice.....just the touch of His fingers has me panting.
He chuckles and says i think you are so ready, you have my permission to cum and anytime as i continue to crop you. Spread your legs wide....He is using the crop, quickly, the slowly, harder then softer, i am panting and getting so close. He stops, and puts the crop down and continues to spank with His palm.....it is just the touch i needed to soar.....
As i am recovering Master tells me to return the favor, so in a fog i get on my knees and reach to take Him in my mouth. The heat from my bottom, the dripping from my pussy, His voice, i am wanting more and more of Him. Finally we are both satisfied, sated, spent.
He pulls me into His lap, i snuggle in, having been warmed up in the best possible way.
Hope you are all managing to find some nice 'warming up' time this weekend.