Mistaken motives

I got a spanking. His hand, then the flogger, across my upturned ass. The flogger felt delicious, it had been quite some time since he used it on me for so long.

"I think your ass has had enough," he said after perhaps half an hour, sliding next to me and pulling me into a tight spoon against him. My left hand was trapped under me, he grabbed my right and pulled it up between my shoulder blades, holding it there by the wrist. His free hand then started slapping my undefended breasts until I squirmed and screamed from the intensity of it.

He let go of my wrist, my arm remained effectively pinned in place by the closeness of our bodies, and he slipped his hand into my hair, where he grabbed a fistful of it and pulled while he spanked my breasts. My moans turned into reedy cries of "Oh my God" as the intensity of the tugging on my scalp translated to my brain. So hot.

"I'll give you a break if you suck my cock," he whispered darkly against my ear.

My shoulder aching from being held in that position, my nipples and breasts tingling from the abuse, I turned over and moved quickly to take his cock in my mouth. I sucked until my jaw ached from the sideways position, but he showed no signs of tiring and I didn't really want to stop anyway. I tugged on him, indicating I'd like it if he'd get on top of me, for jaw relief. He complied with me and rolled atop me to fuck down into my face while I lifted my head up to allow for deeper penetration.

He pinned my wrists over my head as he fucked my face, talking about what a slut I was, how it wasn't enough for me to suck cock, I had to have him on top of me. He let go of one of my wrists and put that hand on my forehead, pressing my head to the bed, making me unable to lift my head to him anymore. His cock continued moving, slamming into the back of my throat, making me gag. I tried to lift my head but he pushed me back down, leaning into me quite a bit. "You like for me to fuck your face like a pussy, don't you?" he asked as he kept thrusting, forcing noises from my throat in amongst my own stream of moans. I managed to make one of those noises into a positive response... because yes, I do. His breathing quickened and I did my best to keep up with him, to keep my lips and tongue working, and then he buried his cock as deeply as he could given the position we were in and emptied himself down my throat.

To think I just wanted some relief from gravity....

Be careful what you ask for.