Kay's 4th session...

Dear Sir, A much needed visit finally was scheduled and the day arrived. Driving to your house took forever or so it seemed and i was quite nervous as i knew from past visits.....it would be painful. By the time i left, my memory of the pleasure/pain experience served me well. It was, indeed, both very pleasurable and very painful. I called you when i reached the designated landmark to give you notice of my arrival. The first thing you said was, "what time is it?" I stated the time and you asked if i was going to be on time. I was at a loss for words. Had not realized that i was going to be about 5-10 minutes late. Never really expected you to notice. You told me to drive safely and you would see me shortly. You then added a stern warning that i would soon be reminded as to what happens to those that are late. My juices immediately started leaking into my panties at the thought of your idea of a reminder. To this point, i had never been late and i was sure i would never be late again. You, of course, met me at the door of my truck. After the usual inspection for wetness, you invited me in. This was an invitation i both dreaded yet so eagerly awaited and needed. I made it to the "room" without stopping and you made easy conversation with me. I think you were purposely trying to ease my mind into relaxing and forgetting the punishment to come. After stripping, you bent me over the chair. OUCH!!!! Damn....it had been a long time but the memory of those intensely stinging first smacks will never be forgotten. You took your time between the first and second smack - this only heightened my anticipation. OMG! The second, i think, was worse than the first. Then you inspected me again for wetness and you were not surprised to find me drenched! How can something so painful cause my body to react in such a way as to have my wetness dripping down my thighs? Normally, after the first two smacks, i can lie down and the spanking will truly begin. Nope...not today. You made me continue standing while you thoroughly worked my ass and thighs with something that stung like a swarm of bees. There was nowhere to hide from the stinging smacks. To add to my humiliation, you purposely fingered my sopping pussy which only made things drip even more. Then the instruction to move toward the bed...... Over your knees i went. This was what i had been waiting for - when you so completely warm my butt with your very talented hands. This is usually my favorite part - where you start my journey to paradise. Not today! Out comes the paddle - oooowwwwwwwww!!!!!! felt like fire ants were everywhere from my knees to my waist. I could not avoid the smacks as i was in your masterful grip. From here....my memory is kind of blurred as to the implements used but my memory serves me well when it comes to remembering the pain/pleasure. I was ready to cum and all the begging in the world did not let that happen. More tormenting with your knowledgeable hands/fingers and they were met with more wetness. Did not think it was possible to get that wet and never be allowed to cum. You used things this time that i had not experienced and they definitely will not be forgotten. By the time you put your hands on the back of my neck to hold me still......i was gone. No i did not cum but it sure felt like it. Soon, though, you made sure i came and came and came until cumming became painful even. At some point, you made sure to take my ass. You said you would and you always are true to your word. Am only going to say that it had been many many months since you last opened that hole and the probing pushed me into orbit. I know i came at least 5 times during the anal assault. Never liked anal until you showed me how good it could be. I will never forget those feelings of being split wide by you. Yet, again, my enormous wet spot betrayed how much i must have been enjoying it. After almost passing out from pleasure, we rested and then on to another round of blistering my ass. During this session, you had me doing things to pleasure you that i have never even thought about doing. Blushes!!!! Only hope that i brought you pleasure even close to the amount that you gave me. Let's just say.....i had no idea a tongue could go there! The last thing i remember is you saying you were setting the timer for my "reminder" to begin. Throughout the visit, you had frequently mentioned that i was to receive a full 5 minute spanking for being 5 minutes late. I asked if it would be with your hand and was answered with a stern, "NO". sighs. This was not going to be good. For this, i went over your knees again and was locked in place with those strong hands. Words do not illustrate the amount of heat that was being felt on my butt. Ouch is not even close to how much it stung or hurt. At the two minute mark - and that is 2 min INTO the spanking - i was done. How would i ever make it another 3 minutes? Then again....like i had a choice! By the 4 minute mark, i think i was almost squirmed out and was just feeling the waves of emotion as all my past months of stress left my body. I did not realize i needed that "reminder" as bad as i did. i should have given you the credit you deserved in you knowing just exactly how much and what i needed for me. When you stopped at 5 minutes, you told me to climb up on the bed and in your arms i lay. You rubbed my sore & blistered bottom and just let me come back to the real world. I felt as if the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders. I was ready to conquer the world - might as well conquer something because i surely wouldn't be sitting anytime soon. Oops! forgot that i have to actually sit to drive home! This is not going to be good. After all was done and you had cleaned me up so gently - all there was left to do was to get dressed. What was i thinking when i wore jeans? The feeling of those jeans against my swollen and reddened butt will not be forgotten. It is such a good feeling when you move the wrong way and you get that sting/hurt and find yourself smiling from the memories. Sir....please accept my most sincere thanks for giving me such fond memories - painful memories but the amount of pleasure that you made sure i felt more than made my day. Have been spanked by some of the so-called professional spankers and none compare to your sessions. Am not just saying that to stroke your ego but to acknowledge your mastery in a true over the knee spanking at its best!!!! To simply say "thank you Sir" just doesn't seem enough. Am home and still find myself touching, gently, my still sore and starting to bruise butt. I cant wait to feel it tomorrow to help the work day pass. No doubt that i will be reminded of this day for at least the next week. THANK YOU! Forgot to add something: You know i have never been one to cum with a lot of intensity. However, at that point of painful cumming....if you had kept up with your "four" fingers in that special place.......am pretty sure i would have squirted my cum everywhere!!! have never squirted before but sure felt like i was headed there with no way back! Thank you again.