Katie Gets Another Lesson
Mr. Anderson's Single Life - 2 of 6
AGE GAP | BDSM | SPANKING | TEMPERATURE PLAY
Photo by Antonio Friedemann on Unsplash
Previously—
SMACK “Forty-six.”
SMACK “Forty-seven.”
SMACK “Forty-eight.”
SMACK “Forty-nine.”
SMACK “Fifty.”
“Good girl. You didn’t miss a single count, Katie,” I told the beautiful, blond, 23-year-old submissive laying across my lap as I massaged her succulent scarlet buttocks with a soothing lotion. “These maintenance spankings are doing you well.”
“I need them, Mr. Anderson. They’re my happy place.”
How did a 65-year-old widower end up in such an unbelievable situation? A minor fender bender led to a spanking session and blowjob that firmly bonded my young neighbor to my dominance. I felt my late wife, Alice, influencing events and cheering me on.
During her last months, my wife had made me promise to move on and live my life. Until the accident, I had failed to keep my promise. It took a miraculous turn to snap me out of my funk. The universe gifted me this beautiful young submissive, and I was going to enjoy and train her. In my wife’s memory.
Over the last several weeks, Katie and I developed a regular schedule. Twice a week, she would bring me dinner, occasionally preparing it in my house. We would dine and converse. Katie was proving to be a much more intelligent person than the little bimbo I had previously thought she was. I was even encouraging the beautiful blonde to apply to the local university.
Then, after she cleaned up the meal, our fun would begin. A maintenance spanking was usually followed by some experimental play. We found Katie was very responsive to the pain/pleasure dominance in which I excelled. I was taking it slowly. She was very young and, despite her tendency to dress provocatively and all her tattoos, was quite inexperienced. Still, I know I was moving a bit too slowly for her.
“There is something else I need, Mr. Anderson,” she said, looking imploringly at me over her shoulder.
“You may ask,” I allowed, already knowing what she wanted.
“Please fuck me. I need that gorgeous, giant cock inside my pussy. Please, please?”
Tonight was probably going to be the night I gave in to her. Denying her primal needs had been entertaining and educational, but a man can only take so much begging. I wanted to put it off as long as possible, however.
“Perhaps. You’ll have to be a very good girl for our next activity.”
“I will be, Mr. Anderson. I’ll be a very good girl for you.”
“Ok,” I said as I massaged a bit more of the soothing lotion onto her fiery bottom. “On the bed on your back. Spread for the restraints.”
She leapt off my lap, her perky titties bouncing delightfully as the naked young lady dashed to the bed. She jumped on and rolled onto her back. Throwing her arms and legs wide, she assumed the position she knew I wanted.
I approached and spent a moment just looking at the gorgeous woman. Her youthful tits stood proud and firm on her chest. Her porcelain skin was smooth and soft, adorned with many tattoos. I traced my finger along the Phoenix on her hip as I gathered the restraining strap by her left hand. I attached the strap to the cuff on her wrist and repeated the action on her right side. One more on each ankle ensured Katie would have no option but to remain exposed and vulnerable to my desires.
The recent spanking still had Katie on the border of sub-space, and the bondage was sending her deeper. The blindfold was the final touch, heightening her anticipation. She was ready.
“These will hurt more when they come off,” I warned her as I applied a steel clamp to her left nipple. Her gasp as the cold metal bit down sent shudders down my spine. Directly to my balls.
“Oh, Mr. Anderson!” she cried out as the other clamp pinched tight.
I attached the chain connecting the two clamps to another cable hanging from a hook in the ceiling. By adjusting the length of the cable, I set both clamps to pull her tits upwards, further immobilizing my young sub. She was gorgeous. I had to tell her.
“You are so beautiful, my good girl,” I said before kissing her.
“Thank you, Mr. Anderson,” she sighed, her mind already descending deeply into the meditative state she loved so much.
I moved away briefly to remove my clothes and gather my accoutrements.
“This is ‘Fire and Ice’,” I told her, warning that we were about to begin. “Red or green, remember.”
I slid the ice cube I held up the tattooed inner thigh closest to me. Running it down the other produced a delightful squeal and wiggle.
“It’s cold, Mr. Anderson,” she giggled. “Green.”
I left that cube sitting on her left hip as I ran another one up her side body, over the Phoenix tattoo, and into her highly sensitive armpit. Again, she squealed and involuntarily attempted to move away from the chill.
“Keep being a good girl for me,” I said as I left that ice cube on her other hip. The cold water from the melting ice was flowing down her hip and onto her delectable pussy.
I lit a few massage candles and teased her with cold for a bit longer while I waited for the wax to melt. Another ice cube circling her clamped nipple caused her to stiffen even more, tightening the grip of the clamp. The pleasure/pain drew a sharp inhalation as she quivered in delight. That ice cube found a home in her navel, slowly melting and chilling her core.
Without warning, I poured a small amount of the hot wax onto Katie’s right shoulder, directly on her tattoo of a gun. I poured from a height of about 18 inches so the wax could cool somewhat before hitting her tender flesh.
“Aaaaahhhh,” she cried in surprise. The sudden change from cold to hot startled her. But it seemed she was interested in going further. “Green.”
I continued a slow drip of heat across the top of her chest to her other shoulder. Switching back to cold, I ran an ice cube from the line of hardening wax down between her breasts and left it in her navel. A line of wax quickly traced the same route, confusing all the nerve endings in the sensitive skin.
Wiping the ice and water from her navel, I then dribbled the molten wax in a circle around her belly button. I followed that by cleaning the remaining water from her hips and replacing that with the burning of the wax. Each pour was a little lower, a little hotter, and elicited the most endearing squeals of pain and pleasure. I set the candle aside as I could wait no longer.
I climbed onto the bed and maneuvered between Katie’s soft and silky thighs. I ran my ice cube up her left thigh, stopping just short of her pussy then repeated the motion up her right. This time, I pressed the ice firmly onto her clit. The freezing shock to her most sensitive area sent shivers through her whole body.
I pulled the ice away and moved myself between her thighs completely, warming her shaved pussy by putting my shaved balls on her chilled clit. In this position, my enormous cock lay along her abdomen, reaching past her navel.
“Are you sure you want this inside you?” I asked as I traced around the giant member with my ice cube. “Feel how deep inside he will be.”
“Oh please, please. I do want you, I do, Mr. Anderson!”
It was time.
I slid back enough to position the tip of my cock on her hairless pussy. A small angel tattoo smiled up at me. I didn’t insert but just slid up and down, teasing my young sub. I knew I would never get in at this angle, so I released her ankle restraints and lifted her legs.
“Wrap them around my hips, Katie,” I told her. I could feel her trying to pull me into her when she obeyed me. I refrained for one last moment. I needed the perfect timing.
Reaching forward, I released both of her nipple clamps. The returning blood flow awakened the nerve endings that had been numbed by cold and pressure. Katie’s tender buds exploded with pain. At that exact moment, I drove the first few inches of my cock into her incredibly tight pussy.
Katie climaxed immediately.
“Fuuuuuck! I’m cumming!”
I hadn’t felt a pussy clamp down on me in orgasm for so many years. I was proud that I didn’t cum immediately myself. After a few moments allowing my gorgeous young sub to get used to my girth, I began pressing in deeper.
“Oh, Mr. Anderson,” she screamed, “you’re so big. Stretch me, stretch me out!”
How could I refuse such a sincere request? I couldn’t and didn’t. I pushed my massive hog even deeper into her trembling pussy until I felt my cock head pressed against her cervix. Bottomed out, I drew back and slammed back in. Using as much cock as she could physically take, I proceeded to give Katie the fucking she had been begging for.
I pulled her blindfold off so I could gaze into her mesmerizing blue eyes as I ravished her incredibly tight pussy. I slammed the young snatch without mercy, stretching her walls and bumping her cervix with every stroke. The pleasure/pain conjunction was perfect for my beautiful sub, triggering orgasm after orgasm. Spreading her thighs wider, I increased the power of my pounding, her screams of joy ringing throughout the room.
I released her wrists, and she threw her arms around me, scratching down my back. A slight payback, perhaps, or just passion? I barely noticed. My lust for the tightness wrapping my cock was driving me to pump harder and harder until finally I exploded. I let loose a loud grunt and a torrent of cum inside the beautiful blonde. I continued thrusting until I was spent, my old balls drained completely into my young sub.
As my convulsions came to an end, I rolled off the sexy young sub and pulled her to me. Katie eagerly snuggled beside me, picking scraps of wax off of our bodies. We clung together as we returned to the earthly plane.
“Was it everything you hoped it would be, Katie?”
“Even more, Mr. Anderson. I’ve never experienced anything like that before,” she panted as her breathing slowly returned to normal. “Can we do it again?”
“We will certainly be doing it again,” I answered, knowing that I had to have her again. As much as I could.
“Now?” she asked, taking my sagging cock into her hand.
“I’m not so young anymore, so I’m not sure. Why don’t you clean our cum off of him and let’s see what happens.”
Katie moved down my body and took the sticky appendage into her mouth and started sucking. Hard.
“Well, what do you know? I think it’s working.”
To be continued —
A nice hot play session and finishing with a good sex session💖
Jeff you named her Katie. 😂😂😂