If you read of my experiences, you know that I refer to any corporal punishment as a "spanking" regardless of it's with a hand over the knee, or a paddle while I'm grabbing my ankles or being whipped across the room with a long extension cord. I just think that calling it a "spanking" sounds more cute and feminine. And when I describe a "spanking" it's usually me getting it on my "bare naked bottom." I call it that for the same reasons.
Last night when I was most sound asleep, Daddy came into my room and I could tell he was upset. Very upset. I was awakened in a second as I felt fully exposed as in a swift single action, pulled the entire bedding and covers away from the bed and naked and uncovered, I was before him.
By only the light coming into my room from the hallway, began WHIPPING/BEATING my ass. Forget feminine descriptions. For the next 4-5 minutes, I'm not even sure HE knew where the sjambok was landing on my bottom/legs. I knew full well, because each kiss of the sjambok immediately raised a large red welt, or marked me dark red, or purple.
Typically, I may cry a little, but the shock of the suddeness of him barging in my room awakening me from a deep sleep to beating me, caused me to not only cry, but shriek loudly as each lash connected.
When he was done, he grabbed me by my arm and took me into the living room where I usually receive my spankings either for punishment or maintenance.
Incorrectly, I assumed that I was to bend over the arm of our large couch, but instead, he told me to "sit on the edge, lean back, stretch my legs out and keep my ankles together and tuck my tiny penis between my legs so that he would not hit it." Then I knew I was going to be whipped on the front of my legs, and I was. Hard. Very hard. For the next thtee minutes or so, the sjambok did what it does to sissy slave skin when held and swung by an upset Daddy. When he was done, the front of my legs were a perfect match to my bottom and legs on my backside. In all, I have no idea how many spanks I got in total. But it was for a good reason.
In our home, we have strict rules about wet towels on the floor, and the bathroom not laid out perfectly for when Mistress or Daddy wakes up to get ready for their day. I had become a bit lax in failing to check everything before going to bed for the last several days. Especially the part about wet/used towels on the floor. Only in this case, I'd left it on the bedroom chair. Daddy discovered this when he woke up in the middle of the night to go to thevbathroom. Rather than "tell me again" he chose to "remind me" in his own way.
Thankfully, each spank landed separately, as I didn't have any broken skin to nurse, but I was sore from my beating, and beautifully marked. I was still sore at 7:00 a.m. when I woke Daddy to suck his cock until he got big and stiff and hard like I do every day so he can ass fuck me until he dumps his full load of cum in me.
I'm exhausted from the ass beating I got and the early wake up, but I have two cars to wash inside and out, the front and back yard to mow, errands to run, groceries to pick up and put away and then a house to clean.
As always, I'm naked inside the home, but outside doing work, I'm dressed like a girl, (golf skirt and a tank top), and in public, as a non binary unisex outfit. (Thin running shorts, a tank, and white Reebok shoes
Mistress took day after pictures and wanted them posted. The marks are darker than shown in the pics. I don't know why they never show true colors. My tiny penis ......it has to be seen to believe! Isn't it cute?
By the way, if you don't know what a sjambok is, look it up. It's too hard to describe in text. Just know that it hurts like fuck and it leaves wonderful and beautiful marks that make me feel so pretty!
Slave life is the best life!
Last night when I was most sound asleep, Daddy came into my room and I could tell he was upset. Very upset. I was awakened in a second as I felt fully exposed as in a swift single action, pulled the entire bedding and covers away from the bed and naked and uncovered, I was before him.
By only the light coming into my room from the hallway, began WHIPPING/BEATING my ass. Forget feminine descriptions. For the next 4-5 minutes, I'm not even sure HE knew where the sjambok was landing on my bottom/legs. I knew full well, because each kiss of the sjambok immediately raised a large red welt, or marked me dark red, or purple.
Typically, I may cry a little, but the shock of the suddeness of him barging in my room awakening me from a deep sleep to beating me, caused me to not only cry, but shriek loudly as each lash connected.
When he was done, he grabbed me by my arm and took me into the living room where I usually receive my spankings either for punishment or maintenance.
Incorrectly, I assumed that I was to bend over the arm of our large couch, but instead, he told me to "sit on the edge, lean back, stretch my legs out and keep my ankles together and tuck my tiny penis between my legs so that he would not hit it." Then I knew I was going to be whipped on the front of my legs, and I was. Hard. Very hard. For the next thtee minutes or so, the sjambok did what it does to sissy slave skin when held and swung by an upset Daddy. When he was done, the front of my legs were a perfect match to my bottom and legs on my backside. In all, I have no idea how many spanks I got in total. But it was for a good reason.
In our home, we have strict rules about wet towels on the floor, and the bathroom not laid out perfectly for when Mistress or Daddy wakes up to get ready for their day. I had become a bit lax in failing to check everything before going to bed for the last several days. Especially the part about wet/used towels on the floor. Only in this case, I'd left it on the bedroom chair. Daddy discovered this when he woke up in the middle of the night to go to thevbathroom. Rather than "tell me again" he chose to "remind me" in his own way.
Thankfully, each spank landed separately, as I didn't have any broken skin to nurse, but I was sore from my beating, and beautifully marked. I was still sore at 7:00 a.m. when I woke Daddy to suck his cock until he got big and stiff and hard like I do every day so he can ass fuck me until he dumps his full load of cum in me.
I'm exhausted from the ass beating I got and the early wake up, but I have two cars to wash inside and out, the front and back yard to mow, errands to run, groceries to pick up and put away and then a house to clean.
As always, I'm naked inside the home, but outside doing work, I'm dressed like a girl, (golf skirt and a tank top), and in public, as a non binary unisex outfit. (Thin running shorts, a tank, and white Reebok shoes
Mistress took day after pictures and wanted them posted. The marks are darker than shown in the pics. I don't know why they never show true colors. My tiny penis ......it has to be seen to believe! Isn't it cute?
By the way, if you don't know what a sjambok is, look it up. It's too hard to describe in text. Just know that it hurts like fuck and it leaves wonderful and beautiful marks that make me feel so pretty!
Slave life is the best life!
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