The Tower - by Bushmutt

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This story was written for, and about, a lady friend of mine, who was quite happy someone had chosen her for a muse.

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The Tower (by Bushmutt – copyright 2008)

Eve has been a very naughty girl today, and needs to be disciplined. Only she knows the reason, but she knows she deserves punishment…
She goes to his tower, where she rings the bell. She is permitted entry only after she explains her reason for appearance.
As she climbs the stairs, she feels her nipples harden, chaffing against her bra. She knows not whether she is aroused or scared. She feels her cheeks rubbing against the rough cloth of her jeans, knowing full well her behind will soon feel the sting and throbbing of punishment…
When she reaches the top she is made to sit in a chair and is blindfolded. Her hands are tied behind the back of the chair. She is then interrogated about her behaviour, the reason she has asked for discipline.
She is questioned; she must answer every minute detail, or she feels the sting of his crop on her thighs. She knows she will go home with welts, as she is unable to answer all, preferring to keep some things secret, to herself alone…
It is decided, after interrogation, that Evelyne will be paddled, and then spanked.
She is afraid. The paddle is large, and heavy. It will hurt dearly, but that is why she is here…
The blindfold remains on, but she is made to stand, and her neck is tied to the top of the chair. It is very uncomfortable. She mustn’t move or it will become even more uncomfortable. He has warned her. She will receive 6 swats, but if she moves out of position, she will receive extra…
She knows not what is going on; she can only hear as he fetches the paddle.
There is a clamour in front of her face, and the blindfold comes up for a few seconds, long enough to see that he has placed the implement of her punishment on the chair in front of her, for her to see. It is large, long enough and wide enough to cover a good portion of her voluptuous cheeks. She is scared, but feels a wetness growing between her legs; she feels very naughty…
The blindfold goes down, and she is left to anticipate the coming punishment of her naughty behind…
She waits. It is quiet. She cannot see, and feels nothing but the growing wetness in her panties. She imagines the paddle, and the coming sting and throbbing redness from it that she will soon feel in her cheeks. She wants him to be gentle, to spank her lightly, but she knows that she deserves what he will give her, firm handed paddle swats that will leave her cheeks bruised and broken…
Finally, she hears him pick up the paddle. He pats her bottom gently with it. She knows what this means; she opens her legs and arches her back to receive his paddle. She is well displayed for him now, her round bottom presented for discipline. He pats her bottom more firmly now, preparing her for what is to come.
She waits; one second, two seconds, three seconds…and then…
Her bottom explodes in pain as the paddle crashes into her upturned cheeks. She withholds a scream, knowing it will not please him, and that at this point, she would just be exaggerating…
He was just getting her attention, she tells herself. The rest won’t be as bad. He pats her bottom again, and she arches, presenting herself once more for punishment…
The paddle crashes down again, and she hears the POP! against her cheeks, but this time all she feels is a sting and then a throbbing in her cheeks… She could also feel a throbbing between her legs and the wetness in her panties growing… This was the discipline she was looking for.
Again, a pat to the bottom, again she presents herself for a firm swat to her voluptuous rear end, sending shivers down her spine. She is smiling, though he cannot see her as her face is covered by her long blond hair.
The smile soon fades as the next two swats are harder. Her bottom burns, and she knows she will be bruised with the distinctive bull’s eye marks of the paddle. She fights back tears, but by the last swat she is choking on them and begins to sob. Oh how her bottom hurts! The fire of the paddle burns deep in her cheeks as he pulls down her pants to inspect his work.
Each cheek is bruised red, and the paddle has left its mark. Though she cries, only her neck is untied and she is made to sit down hard in the wooden chair, her throbbing red cheeks landing roughly against the wooden seat. He gags her. She is tied to the chair, sobbing to herself, blinded, gagged, and left to contemplate her punishment…

He returns later, long after her tears have subsided. He unties her from the chair, and leads her blinded and gagged, with her hands tied behind her, to his bed, where he lays her down gently on her stomach. He pulls off her pants and panties, revealing her busted bottom and the wetness between her thighs. She knows not whether he is pleased or displeased by the sight of her wet cunt, for she cannot see, and he isn’t talking…
She feels him begin to fondle her burning bottom. She knows what this means; though she was beaten with the paddle, her spanking still remained…
The spanks came quickly. They were not gentle. He slapped her voluptuous cheeks repeatedly, and they bounced under the furious assault of his hand. She squirmed and squealed behind the gag, and pulled tight on her binds, but he would not stop.
Her bottom did not sting anymore, it just throbbed. Her cheeks became red all over, and he spanked the backs of her thighs also. As she squirmed around, she could feel the juices running from her cunt. The wetness had travelled, down into her furry mons, and up to her anus. She was soaking wet. She wasn’t resisting anymore. She wanted more…
But he stopped, having discovered the wetness of her privates on his fingers, and let out a gleeful laugh. Soon his digits found there way to her juicy lips and he stroked her aroused clit with them. She began to writhe in ecstasy, and he introduced more fingers into her cunt. But soon it was over, as he was just teasing her. She pleaded in vain, but what came next was more important to him.
He began to rub her juices all over her anus, and soon penetrated her with one finger, and then two, which elicited a squeal of pleasure and pain. He pushed his fingers in and out of her anus, stretching it, preparing it…
He undid her gag, and she let out a long groan as he pushed his cock between her burning cheeks and into her tight hole. She squealed and whimpered as he began to thrust deeply into her most intimate of orifices, but he would not stop, and thrusted harder, faster, making her shriek in pain.
Finally he pulled out, and she felt his cock stuffed into her mouth, semen pouring out of it onto her tongue. She could not see him, but she knew he would be happy…
She swallowed his cum, and suckled on the head of his sensitive throbbing manhood like a baby suckling a teat. He collapsed beside her, and began to stroke her hair as she suckled on him.
He eventually pulled his cock away, and undid her bound hands. Her wrists were sore, but she was eager to hold him, and to be held by him. He snuggled up beside her and removed her blindfold. “Good girl,” was all he said as he began to kiss her, stroking her hair with one hand, the other finding its way to her breasts, and then down to her juicy cunt, which he stroked gently until she came.
She was satisfied, happy, and felt well rewarded for taking her punishment. He held her, and she held him. Their nude bodies intertwined, and they slept soundly…

The Tower (by Bushmutt – copyright 2008)

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