For the first time, he was spanked by his master.

George didn't plan on getting spanked by his master that day. He wasn't going to complain.

He had a long, exhausting and stressful day at work. He felt much better when he walked into the BDSM club, even though it was not normal to be there on a Monday.

People who were authentic and didn't give in to their pleasures had something to say. He did not have this luxury.

The master entered his bedroom wearing a leather harness and nothing else. He felt his dick tighten in his pants when he did.

George, you've been misbehaving."

"What gave it away, Master?"

He loved calling another "Master". Let someone else take responsibility for everything once. He didn't know the name of his master, and he didn’t have to.

"Vivian said to me that you were late and that this wasn't our day. Last-minute appointments are not something I enjoy, babe.

George closed his eyes and resisted the urge to touch himself.

"I am sorry."

"That won't cut it. "I'll be punishing you for it."

"I understand, Master."

He waited for his master to sit down before he knelt between his legs. He pulled his pants down and showed his sex.

He had never been spanked before

The first hit was very soft. The first hit was soft.

"I believe you'll remember this lesson for a few more days."

George smiled at himself. He wasn't going to give up. He was a tough man, but he could not resist the thrill of excitement that accelerated his breathing.

He was left breathless by the slow, but steady crescendo of the five hits. His master massaged his lower back and his stomach until he relaxed.

However, every spank made it more difficult than ever before.

He whimpered and reacted to the next hit, which was more unexpected. He was in pain and felt a little needy.

"You'll have to bear with me for a while, baby. "Can you do that for us?"

He said, "Yes Master," confidently.

He was wrong.

Six consecutive spankings were given to him

Between hits, he couldn't recover. His master had already stopped for a moment and he was crying.

His dick, dripping hot and rock-hard now, was a hard . When he saw his master, his dark eyes were glinting defensively, he smiled.

"You know what I'm going to do after I'm done with spanking?"

George lowered his gaze and shook his head.

He was.

"I'm going to sucking your dick till you can't bear it anymore."

He suppressed a sigh of longing. He would have been able to enjoy himself now, rather than being punished if he had been kind.

George, still submissive but hopeful, leaned back on his master's shoulder.

His master said, "Hhmm," and reflected that he had been very good. Perhaps I could first put a buttplug inside of you."

George was ready to feel the pain. He hit his stomach and George tensed. Now, the area was tender and warm.

Each hit was worse than the previous one, even though his master wasn’t as harsh on him.

His master said, "Tell me if I want a butt plug,"

He spanked him again, faster and harder.

He said, "Yes, please, it's what I need!"

"That's a great man, right there, yeah."

George was held in place by his master while he spanked George repeatedly and again until George couldn't stop asking him to stop.

He moaned loudly when he felt the buttplug entering his body. He shook his head and turned his hands into fists.

Every slap was followed by a rush when his muscles contracted unconsciously.

George couldn't stop his tears from gushing. He was both in pain and in pleasure simultaneously.

It is as hard as a rock, but it is untouched.

He murmured how badly he wanted to be fucked.

The Master laughed and spanked him twice more.

He was caught up in the rush of sensations.

George felt a gentle cooling in his ears and his master encouraged him, praising his tolerance. He then shivered, and let his master take good care of him.

He stood with trembling feet and sat down on a comfy sofa, forgetting the sting in his stomach.

His master removed his shirt, massaged his tight shoulders and then lowered his lubricated hand to the dick.

His master began pumping slowly and firmly.

The butt plug gave it an extra layer of sensation.

He whimpered, his hips breaking against the grasp of his master on his dick.

George groaned, "Please, can you cum?"

Master kissed his back and kept his hand on his navel. This limited his movements.

"Not yet, love. "Let me increase your pleasure, yes?

George attempted to control his body.

His master assisted him by slowing down whenever he felt George was about cum. He felt frustrated and his balls became stiff and painful. He could feel the pressure from his master against his lower back.

Master swiped his thumb across the head of his dick. He nearly made it on the spot.

"Please, master. He moaned as the hand that was on his navel moved up his chest and wrapped around his neck.

George was able to move his hips along the master's hand, even though his breathing was not very tight. One, twice, and three times.

George, you're a great man. Cum is really difficult for me, I want you to see."

He choked harder and pumped faster. George opened his eyes, groaned loudly and moved his hips in a fast rhythmic beat.

He was soon sprinkling his cum all over the master's hands.

He was making strange sounds, his stomach tightening around the plug and making his orgasm more difficult.

He leans his head against the chest of his master and breathes deeply.

Georgie, you've been so kind today. "I really appreciate how you behave."

His master tended to George's hair and kissed his temples until he was so relaxed that he couldn't remember how stressed he was an hour before.