Saturday, January 5, 2013

I found Heaven...at the end of a leather belt.

We had the house to ourselves last night, as usual we were relaxing in the bedroom watching some TV. Musicman typically sits on the lounge, while I curl up on the bed. We have a king size water bed and I have a habit of making a nest for myself with the comforter and curling up in it.

It was early yet and we were in the middle of watching a program, so I was somewhat surprised when he came over and sat next to me on the bed. He had a question for me, "where's this new implement?'

"Ummm...tucked under the edge of the bed."

From where he was sitting, he didn't even have to get up, just reach down and there it was. Well, actually there were two of them. Once I had measured and cut down the belt, I was left with a longer piece. I didn't get rid of it, because I thought it would be better to let him pick which one he preferred. Turns out he preferred the longer one, though he did fold it over.

That gave me pause for a moment when I saw him fold it, but only for a moment. I just laid there, curled up in my nest, watching him as he worked with the belt, folding it, creasing it, adjusting his grip until it was the way he wanted. When he turned to face me, I didn't move, or do anything. I just laid there staring at him as he stood looking back at me.

He never said a word, just reached into my nest, removing my fleece pants and turning me over all at the same time. I ended up with my face buried in the comforter and my now naked ass up in the air. He was standing right at the edge of the bed. He grabbed both my feet and wedged them in between his legs. I was very effectively immobilized.

He didn't give me even a moment to think, which is good, no time to anticipate or panic. The strap fell quickly and repeatedly, such a nice sting, followed by that lovely warmth. He spent some amount of time attending to my backside and thighs. I was very quickly lost in subspace, squirming into the strap and begging for more.

The combination of knowing I was conquering a fear, along with the feel of the leather was intoxicating. I've orgasmed before just from spanking, but not as fast as I did last night. I hadn't even realized that he'd released my legs when he started to tap at my lady parts with the belt. That's usually all the direction I need to adjust position and open my legs. I must have been a bit slower then usual, cause it finally penetrated my haze when I heard him say, "spread'em". Of course, I did, I always do exactly what I'm directed to do when I'm in that head space.

I love having the lady parts spanked and this was no exception. He'd alternate between swatting my ass and my pussy. I love that, cause I never know where the next blow will strike. The anticipation is as powerful as the actual connection of implement to skin for me. I was soon exploding again, my own juices now flowing down my thighs.

I was still in position, kneeling, legs spread, when he reached for my ponytail and pulled me up and back against him. His hand left my hair and firmly encircled my throat holding me in place. He gave each of my breasts a few swats with the belt, then I moaned as his hand left my throat. It was just for a moment, long enough to pull my shirt up, then it was back. Holding me in place and comforting me all at the same time. He started in again on my breasts and this time alternated between them and the lady parts.

The only thing I remember from then on is the all over tingling in my body and the complete and utter feeling of being owned. That irrefutable knowledge, that my body is no longer my own. I knew, without a doubt, I belonged to him and he could and would, use me anyway he saw fit. I don't know how many times more I came before he released me and guided me as I sunk back down onto the bed.

I lay there limply, unable to even think. It barely registered that he had gotten into the bed next to me, until he started to position me again. Still face down, one leg over his lap, the other pushed as far open as it would go. The man gives a new meaning to the word torture, for torture me he did. Hands everywhere, spanking and rubbing and invading me into orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. Barely letting me catch my breath after each one before starting the drive up to that glorious peak again.

There was much more that happened after, but all I really remember is, I found heaven, at the end of a leather belt.


36 comments:

  1. WOW....WOW....I am so happy for you! Sounds delicious!!
    hugs abby

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    1. Thanks abby, delicious is a great way to describe it :)

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  2. That was an enjoyable read. I'm glad you had as much fun as what you did. ^.^

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    1. I'm glad you enjoyed it, I know I certainly did, lol :)

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  3. Oh faerie, I know the weight that bad tapes can burden us with. I am so happy for the release from that weight! Your gift if flight is so much easier at the ministration of Musicman without the extra load. I am so glad that heaven was touched! Congratulations!

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    1. Thanks fiona, I didn't realize how freeing it would be, but I'm so glad I took the chance and found out :)

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  4. What a wonderful way to find heaven. You had to love those glorious peaks.

    FD

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    1. Oh Yeah, I loved every minute of it :)

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    1. Awww...don't be jealous, be inspired, heeheeheee :)

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  6. Maybe one day. It is still a hard limit for me.

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    1. I sincerely hope your day comes, it feels so nice to let that burden go :)

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  7. Congratulations, Faerie, on a very special night. I'm so glad you love it.

    Hugs, Julia

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  8. So proud of you- conquering that and loving it at the same time. I too am a little jealous!

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    1. Thanks, and as I mentioned to Renee Rose, don't be jealous, be inspired :)

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    1. Oh aisha, I'm so doing the happy dance :D Victory is mine!!!!

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  10. Holy crow, girl! You did it! I'm so proud of and happy for you! I have a particular fondness for leather & Daddy's belt is delicious! I'm so glad you came through this fear with Musicman's help.

    (((hugs)))

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    1. I did do it, I really did, teeheehee. I'm still a bit amazed myself. I agree, the belt is delicious :)

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  11. What a way to take something so negative and turn it around. Good for you!

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    1. Thanks Mrs. D, I'm a natural optimist, I'm also very determined to not live in fear. Now I have one less thing to fear, that's a very good thing :)

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  12. The belt is good and so glad that it was a great time.

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    1. Thanks Blondie, before this I would not have agreed the belt was good. Now, I definitely am thinking differently about that :)

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  13. Yay...i imagine it must be a relief as well?, to take enjoyment from something that once brought fear, its all to do i believe with the relationship you have with musicman..its done with love, its fun.

    omg what next lol

    x

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    1. Yanno..it really is a relief. Musicman, and our relationship have helped me heal in so many ways. Never under estimate the love of a good man :)

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  14. I am *thrilled* beyond measure for you...pain and pleasure are a heady combination, aren't they?

    Throwing magickal confettie and feeling (just a bit) jealous....my turn can't come (cum?) soon enough!!

    nilla

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    1. Oh, magickal confettie, that sounds kinda like faerie dust, lol. I'm really starting to "get" how heady of a combination pain and pleasure are. I hope your turn comes(cums) very soon, lol :D

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  15. The belt can only be as good as the man wielding it!
    Probably you found heaven on both ends of the belt.

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    1. You're right, and I'm so glad I found the courage to let him wield that belt :)

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  16. Wow, I was pretty surprised that it actually made you release more quickly than usual. Maybe that's because you'd had so much tension built up in the long-term. Who knows. That's really neat you were able to not just "take" it but actually enjoy it, too. I bet Musicman was pleased as well.

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    1. I found that interesting too, I think you might be right about it being because of the tension. Or, it could have been because it just felt so dang good, lol. I'm not submissive enough to "take" anything. If I don't get some kind of enjoyment, chances are real good I ain't doin it :)

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  17. Flushing here! Wow girl--good for you!!

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    1. Haahaahaaa, glad you found it "stimulating".

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  18. Mrs. AP and I have several leather belts between us. We've not used them in this fashion. Yet.

    I love reading your adventures. You've come so far since I first found you. It's remarkable to watch. Thank you for letting me join the ride.

    Stay SINful
    Mr. AP

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    1. Oh, you should try it, it really is heavenly. It's been a bumpy ride, but very, very fulfilling. I'm glad you came along for the ride :)

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