The Spinster's Exploits

After a long and pleasant day at Brecon Jazz, we awoke for a chilled Sunday morning.

And after reviving with a cuppa and a cuddle, my gorgeous lover gently took back the reins, as a casual stroke of my breasts reduced me to the chaotic and turned-on confusion he has mastered so well. He decided to be kind and delivered much pleasure rather than demand a second cuppa – if he had – I would have acquiesced, albeit somewhat unsteadily and in a daze – but he didn’t and between us I had an amazing orgasm focussing on his attentions, what we’d done to each other and what we may do in the future… And that future featured his promise of me at the receiving end of a cane…

And as he prepared to leave he reminded me of his earlier promise and asked me to draw the blinds. And it was my turn to kneel on the bucket chair and lean over the back with my bare bottom in the air. I think I protested it may not be the right height for me, but he brushed my pathetic protests aside and it was my turn to receive a very firm cold caning at the hands of my lovely switchy lover. It was very painful but incredibly sexy being in his power again. And rather wonderful to be off for lunch with the Women’s Guild with a stinging bottom and fabulous memories of an amazing weekend.