Mia's Spanking Diary by Kris Cook Page A

you told me not to cry out and I did.”
    “I told you to withhold for as long as you could. You did
that. I’m proud of you, little sub.”
    I could hear his satisfaction. He was pleased with me. It
was a balm to my soul. My flesh could throb and ache, but there was a piece of
me that simply sighed with pleasure at his tone. “Thank you.”
    “Now, time for your massage.” Lex carried me up the stairs
and back to the deserted hallway and then to the doorway opposite the one for
the stairs. “I’m going to have to lower you, sweetheart. This is one of my
private rooms, and I have to unlock the door. You think you can stand for a
second while I do that?”
    I nodded.
    After he placed me on the ground, keeping one arm around me,
he put a key in the doorknob and opened the door. Then he whipped me back up
into his arms and carried me into the room.
    A professional massage table sat in the center of the space.
Along one wall were shelves loaded with towels, oils, and more.
    Lex placed me on the cushioned table. “Stretch out and put
your face in the cradle, sub.”
    Though not from a man, I’d had a couple of massages and was
familiar with the process. I got into position and waited for his manly hands
to rub my tension away.
    “I’m going to light some candles, turn on some music, and
get the oil warmed up, Mia.”
    He started on my feet, which were normally ticklish. Not
with him. With his fingers, he worked on every part, including each toe.
    “You carry a lot of your tension here, baby.”
    As he hit every tiny ball of pressure in my feet, I knew he
was right. “I wear high heels sometimes. I bet that has something to do with
it, Sir.”
    He moved his hands up to my calves. “You’ve sure got the
legs for high heels.” His touch made me sigh, and I felt my body relax. “I’m
going to finish on your thighs and then I’m going to work on your neck and
shoulders. Drift off, sweetheart.”
    “Yes, Sir.” I was glad to doze off.
    I’m not sure how long he worked on me, but I awoke several
times, feeling him kneading out different areas, applying the warm oils. Then I
would drift off again.
    “God, you’ve got the perfect ass, sub.” He massaged my
bottom until my pussy wept.
    The more he touched me, the more aroused I became. My whole
body began to warm from the oils and his touch.
    “I’m going to fuck your gorgeous ass. Have you tried anal
before?”
    I tensed. “No, Sir.”
    “You’re going to tomorrow night. You’ve got to trust me.
Understand?”
    “Yes, Sir.” I felt him apply some lubricant to my backside
entrance, and I yelped.
    “Breathe, Mia. You’ve done great.”
    I exhaled and felt him fingering my hole and kissing my
lower back. “Y-You said tomorrow, right?”
    “Lots to teach you, little sub. Yes. I’m going to get you to
come with my fingers in your ass. Once you graduate from that, I’ll let you
ride my dick. You’re in for one awesome trip, Mia. I promise.”
    “Yes, Sir.” I relaxed, and felt his finger pierce me in my
virgin bottom. The sting was hot but not unbearable, though I wondered what his
massive dick would feel like in my ass.
    He plunged his fingers into my ass until I was thrashing on
the massage table. My pussy juices dampened the sheet, and I ground my clit
into the cushion.
    His hand came down on my ass, grabbing my attention
immediately. “Did I give you permission to pleasure yourself, subbie?”
    I felt the heat fill my cheeks with shame. “No, Sir.”
    “That’s my girl. I’m so impressed.” He said with a hint of
awe. That he saw me as such thrilled me.
    Continuing his in and out finger barrage on my ass, Lex
stroked my pussy with his other hand. I pressed my mound into his calluses. He
pressed on my clit with his thumb, sending a sea of shivers through me. He
parted my wet folds and sent a finger into my channel.
    I groaned as his fingers double penetrated me. I fisted the
sheet as his torture went on and on, in and out, painfully slow. The