The Crop, The Dildo & the Attitude Adjustment

I was totally being a pain-in-the-ass last night and this morning.  
Sir straightened that out with the long pink realistic dildo in my mouth 
and about a billion thwacks of the crop...
HOLY FUCK 
that thing can hurt when SWUNG with authority.  
Dayam.  

He made me ask for all of the hard ones.  

He also fucked me...
without preamble, without request.
He fucked me with an agenda, 
with the purple dildo,
to address my pain-in-the-ass behavior.  

He tied my arms in a wide "v" to the head and foot of the bed 
(I was laying across).  
He put the dildo inside of me without any preamble...
but after the beating so I was good and wet.  

He never uses lube anymore...it's ridiculous.  

He grabbed my hips forcefully and my legs go around him
He pumped the dildo into me.  
FUCKING HARD.  

At one point it hurt and I reared up and 
he put his hand on the small of my back and 
told me "NO" in no uncertain terms. 
He told me that I should work through the pain and take it.  

I don't know if he changed something or 
if it was just his words.  
I focused on relaxing and I gushed around the dildo...
He gave me several commands to cum and each time he did, 

I came in spectacular fashion.  
I adore being able to cum on command...
though I worry about not being able to do it and 
the stress of failure...

but so far, it's been insanely good.  
He used me hard...
flipped me over to fuck me some more - 
pumping into the dildo - 
but watched my face and made me look at him.  

Oh, holy hell, that was intense to be scrutinized so by him.  
After I came, he lay on the bed and pulled me over and 
fucked my mouth, hands on my head, controlling the pace.

It was so intense.  
As he fucked up into my mouth and I couldn't breathe, 
I reached between my legs and continued to masturbate 
while he fucked.  Mmmmmmm.