S is for… #AtoZChallenge

Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!

Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!

Jayden is back this week with a new story! If you haven’t read our other stories, just go back to N is for…. We’re writing about resilient submissives on our kinky blog.

Content warning: This one has some golden showers play, so be prepared (or come back next week for something different!)

Shower. She suddenly desired a shower more than anything. But she knew she wasn’t going to be allowed. Not yet.

She was directed to go inside the house and set up the towels on the bed to protect it. He wanted her still covered in piss when he beat her, but he didn’t want the bed covered in it.

While she set up, he got the cane, a short one that was easy to clean. He looked at her round ass high in the air and ran his fingers along it. “You’re such a fucking mess.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said, her head lowered, her breathing steady, but her heart pounding.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want bruises, Sir. I want you to beat me until my ass is black and blue.”

“Good. I won’t stop until you tell me to, pet, but if it doesn’t bruise, we’re going to do it again tomorrow.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“But first, you get ten from me for not being able to hold my piss, you messy girl.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He didn’t warm her up. He just went for it, punishing her for her messiness. She moaned and whined, but took her swats. “There, now the rest is up to you, pet. You tell me when to stop, and we will, and we’ll take a nice long shower together, but remember, if there’s no bruise by morning, your pretty ass will be right back here getting beat again.

She steeled herself for the many hits to come, trying to force her muscles to relax, but only having marginal success. She kept thinking to herself, “Just five more,” and after that, “just five more,” until she just couldn’t take it anymore.

Finally, she said the magic word, and the beating stopped.

He held her for a few moments, stroking her body lightly, and then he wrapped her in his arms and nearly carried her to the shower, where he stroked her and washed her, touching her kindly and gently. “I love you, pet,” he whispered.

“I love you, too, Master.”

As he toweled her dry afterward, he said, “You have nothing to worry about, pet. Your ass is already bruising.”

She turned and looked in the mirror and smiled. “Thank you, Sir.”

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