Twisted Kinky Fuck, C'est Moi

Tuesday, Master's birthday, he had me three times.  It was a great day.  Other than some punching as we fucked, there was no beating.  I did discover some bruises on my chest, but I wasn't sure which day they were from, or if it was a cummulative thing.

Last night, I said I would like it to hurt.  I knelt as usual.  When he came in to the bedroom he commanded me to be naked but remain in position. I quickly disrobed.  He moved me about with his foot- ass up, head down more.  He kicked me in the rear a few times, and the thighs and cunt and every time I tried to raise my head (it is reaction that is hard to control) he'd correct me and press it to the ground again.

He got out the bamboo back scratcher stick and began laying into my thighs and ass with a rain of extra hard blows.  I struggled to maintain my position, sometimes failing and having to right myself.

He made me beg for more pain, ask for it over and over and tell him I wanted it.  I did want it, but it's hard to say, still.

He told me to lie flat on the floor, and he continued with the bamboo and also a cane.

Then Master had me roll over so he could do my thighs, cunt and breasts. 

I was so worked up I was positively writhing.  The hard blows to my chest, just above the nipple, pushed me right up to the edge of orgasm, and when he told me to come it was huge.  Just a squirting, writhing, moaning mess on the floor, that was me.

He gripped the back of my hair and whispered,

"You need the pain, don't you?"

I turned my face away as far as I could, hating to admit out loud what is so obvious anyway.

"You need it", he stated.

"Yes, Master", I admitted finally.

"Do you know what that makes you?"

"No, Master."

"A twisted, kinky fuck," he growled, and then, softer, "Which I really appreciate in a spouse".  He made me smile with this.

Then he ordered me to my hands and knees and he began ploughing into me extra hard.  He kept using the stick as well, on my ass and shoulders, and I was completely swept away by the intensity of the feeling, becoming animal-like, out of mind.   

An excellent night.  He let me sleep in this morning too.