The paddle is a beast. Gay sex Not today. I bought Magnum condoms and Astro Glide.I knew Daddy was not going to fuck me. The spankings continued. “Get some water.” I thirstily gulped down some water as I recovered from the spanking. And spank me he did.Daddy went to his own bag of implements and held forth the belt. I felt ignited and charged up. “This is what you wanted isn’t it?” I gathered myself and replied … “yes Daddy, this is what I want.”And he didn’t hold back. I was unable to watch and incapable of looking away. I have a thing for belts and stared at Daddy’s reflection – wide eyed and expectant. My resolve to decline to play if he did get in touch was immediately gone. It felt like a perfect movie for the moment. Spank, spank – the combined effect of his actions pushing me over the top. I was so surprised because the whipping was exceptionally and exquisitely painful. Ugh! Back down on the chair as he pulled me again over his knee. How does a simple hand spanking build up so fast to become a need to just hold on?
