A Year of Chance

Chapter 7

Bob went to the wall with the floggers, he picked up the rabbit fur one and the deer skinned one, thought for a moment then set the deer skinned flogger on a hook to use later. He moved back to Deanna and drifted his fingers lightly over her skin. He let his fingers slip down her spine to her tail bone and between her cheeks to her nether region. He let his fingers tease her a second before withdrawing his hand and taking up the rabbit fur flogger again, he stepped back. Carefully he let the tips of the tendrils slip down her back and rear. Then quietly he began to let the fingers of the flogger work it’s magic. Over and over he let the flogger fall over her back and butt. He worked her over with the flogger for several seconds before deciding to move on. He went back to the wall of toys and replaced the rabbit fur flogger and took up the deer skinned one. He moved back to Deanna and repeated the process as he had with the rabbit fur. Deanna was moaning lightly, enjoying the feel of these “weapons of fun and arousal” as she became wetter and wetter from the teasing he would do between strokes of the floggers. After he finished teasing her with the deer skin, Bob went back to the wall and took down a leather, semi-firm paddle and went to Deanna’s side. He bent over her body and drifted kisses up and down her back as he rubbed the leather paddle against her rear end. Lightly, he began to spank her with the paddle, lighter than he would with his hand. This was just a warm-up and would take the place of his hand today. Slowly, as he continued to rain kisses over her back, the paddle fell on her butt. Slowly he picked up speed and intensity. There was no rush to this, she was loving it, and he could hear her mewing in love with the attention he was giving her.

Bob dropped the paddle on a small table near where he was kissing her, out of the way of her rear-end and tender areas. He moved around and let his kisses follow as he let his tongue drift down between her lips and teased her opening. He continued kissing and licking as he searched for her c******s. Finally, he found her love button and tickled it with his tongue. He just barely let the tip of his tongue touch her, and slowly her mewing became moaning. She loved it when he was in this kind of mood. It didn’t happen as often as she’d like. Normally he liked to play harder. But tonight, was all about making her feel good. He slipped his slacks down as he continued to tease her. He lowered his boxers as he stood up straight. He took some lubricant from the table where the paddle now sat. He gently fingered himself and her at the same time with the lubricant. He knew she preferred anal play, so he spread her cheeks and gently began to push in with a lubricated finger, first one, then two. Soon he had three fingers inside her, and he was pumping his fingers in faster and faster. They were all out of condoms at the moment (something to add to the shopping list) he thought. Slowly, he slipped his manhood inside her womanhood while his fingers continued to play inside her anally. He and his fingers moved faster and faster, deeper, and deeper inside her. She was moaning like nobody’s business, as she moved closer and closer to that heavenly feeling. Wrapping his other arm around Deanna, Bob slipped a finger onto her c******s and started manipulating it. He teased it faster, then slowly. Back and forth he moved, pumping himself into her over and over. Suddenly he felt her muscles tighten on his manhood and his fingers in her anal canal, and it sent him over the edge with her. He let out a low guttural moan as she cried out in pleasure. They had orgasmed together, again. They both enjoyed it when that happened.

After a couple of moments as they gathered their breath, Bob pulled out of Deanna slowly. She whimpered, not wanting it to stop. He unbuckled the ball gag first, and removed it before removing one of the ear plugs. “Do you want some water babygirl?” He asked as he moved to the little fridge beside the cross.

“Yes please, Daddy.” She said politely. He smiled, she always tried to be polite and respectful, even on bad days when things were going wrong. She never seemed to give up on people. Bob didn’t know how she did it, always maintaining such a positive attitude, but he tried to use her as an example on how to live his life.

Bob took a couple of mini bottles of water out of the fridge and walked back over to where Deanna lay, still attached to the spanking bench. He uncapped a bottle and helped Deanna drink. He wasn’t finished with her, and they both knew it. After Deanna finished the bottle, Bob opened the second one and drank it as he looked over at the wall of toys. “Ready for more, Babygirl?” He asked.

She nodded, eyes wide in anticipation behind the mask. Bob slipped the ball gag back into her mouth and fastened it behind her head again. Then he walked back over to the wall and pulled a thin paddle about 8 inches long from handle to tip. The paddle was only about 1 ½ centimeters thick and shaped like a heart. He sized it up in his hand and smiled. He knew this was one of her favorite wooden paddles, as it was only made of pine.

He made his way back over to Deanna and gently drifted the tip of the paddle over her back and down her rear end. He gently patted her on her sit spot before pulling back and starting to lightly paddle her. After every thirty swats, he picked up the intensity. Soon she was wiggling and moaning. There was a mild pain associated with the spanks now. He smiled and stopped. With his right hand, he gently massaged her pink butt. She quickly settled down and enjoyed the massage. Suddenly, a pop of the paddle was felt on her tender skin. This spank was a fair amount harder than the last. She jumped, and tried to cry out through the ball gag. Now he was spanking at the normal intensity for a moderate spanking. She always had a love/hate relationship with this part of the spanking, but Bob was enjoying this, and she was too… sort of.