The Thanksgiving holiday has come and passed and I managed to survive, overall it was a lot of fun. I made it through meeting little flowers family. Do they love me, well not quite but I will be going back for Christmas so that does say something.
little flowers step-dad does care quite a bit for her and that is something we both have in common. He did take me out back to “talk” and feel me out. I answered all his questions honestly and openly and if nothing else for that alone I gained a portion of his respect. His big concern is that he does not want to see her repeat mistakes she has made in the past, which is totally understandable. The one thing that was in my favor as well was that I was able to fix his computer while I was there.
With all the holiday goings on things had been very vanilla between little flower and I, what made it especially hard on her was the fact that we were going to a place I had no clue about and even if I had an inkling of where we were going to be it was so far out in the middle of nowhere I would have had no clue. This meant that in some things she had to take the lead which threw her off a bit.
Thankfully in all that there was a albeit brief time we were able to sneak some time in for us.
Friday night her parents agreed to watch the kids and we had a date night. It was all planned with dinner and a movie. We found a rather interesting place which served everything on french fries, yes that is correct, food served up on french fries. The chili cheese fries taken one step further. I had a cheese burger sans bun served over french fries and she had pulled pork over fries.
It was enough that we shared from each other and it was actually quite good.
After we ate it was off to the movies, earlier in the day we looked to see what was playing in the area and Thor 2 was playing and that’s what we went to see. The movie was fantastic and well worth it. Some movies are best seen on the big screen and this without a doubt was one of them.
When the movie was over we stopped and split a frozen yogurt which was yummy.
What worked out in our favor was that we were staying in the “cottage” which was a small apartment off the main house from her parents. With them watching the kids we went right to the cottage and didn’t have to stop at the main house.
We were alone, totally and completely alone with no one else to answer to, visit with, or entertain.
little flower had been acting a bit sassy most of the day and I had a pretty good idea why. Between the Thanksgiving holiday, the traveling, meeting her parents there was very little time for any D/s, let alone BDSM, to be a part of the daily routine.
That was about to change.
She was wearing jeans and as we walked into the bedroom I landed several very firm smacks to her ass, now I will say the jeans she was wearing are my favorites as they make her lovely ass look even lovelier and it was a pleasure to feel it beneath my hand. She immediately fell over the bed with her ass hiked up in the air. With no hesitation I landed a good number more smacks on her waiting ass.
I then told her to strip, she didn’t waste a moment and her clothes were off her and I had her back over the bed with her ass in the air. I was giving her a good solid striping with my hand swiping my hand upwards landing my blows low so she would feel it the next morning when she sat down.
Her whimpers had begun to fill the air from my spanking and I could tell she was getting close to sub-space. It was then I told her to stand up and face me. I had thrown some rope and a pair of cat-o-nine tales in the bag before we left; just a few little things to not be without.
I took the rope and fitted her with a harness, now two of the wraps went right between her legs and when I tied the harness off I used those wraps pulling them tight creating some pressure. I then had her lay back over the bed offering her ass up to me. I was grateful for the small stingers as even though there was a ceiling fan over the bed I could still do a Florentine with them and not hit the fan.
Quickly she sunk down into sub-space from the sting of the tails. I would pause occasionally to gently rub the areas I had been whipping or to tug on the harness wrap that went between her legs. As she slipped deeper into sub-space I would increase the intensity with the cat-o-nine tails.
Now let me stop here for a moment, while little flower is a masochist and she can take a good deal of pain quite well there are times she needs a therapy spanking. She needs the release of being tore down, it allows her to release built up stress and this is what I was going for on that evening.
I kept pausing to rub and tug on the rope form time to time and when I went back to the cat-o-nines I kept increasing the intensity.
Finally it happened, she slipped off the bed to her knees with deep gasping sobs, tears were flowing down her cheeks in rivers. As she lay there her body was shaking with each sob that passed her lips.
I tossed the cat-o-nines to the side and knelt down beside her wrapping my arms around her. Whispering in her ear what a good girl she is, softly stroking her hair, kissing her forehead.
When her sobs calmed down to a slow soft crying I helped her to her feet and removed the rope harness and helped her to sit on the bed. I gave her some cold water to drink and then rolled her under the covers, turned out the lights and crawled in next to her.
Again taking her in my arms her head cradled upon my chest as I stroked her hair, her crying subsided.
As she drifted off to sleep cradled in my arms she whispered;
“Thank you Daddy.”