by Froggy
David’s Lesson And Punishment
The wheel was on the counter when David walked into the kitchen. His eyes got wide when he saw the notepad next to it, the side numbered all the way down. I had to laugh, he knew that for each number he would have to spin and see how many he would take from the paddle, crop or belt.
The First spin he lucked out and only got 6. To the table he turned and saw my toys laid out and a bowl of the little clothespins used previously on his now very tender balls.
I pointed to the couch and David leaned over. With the paddle I deliver the first 6 in quick order. The next spin isn’t as lucky, 10 this time. As he turned back to the couch I stopped him and had him spin again…to save time. Only 4 this time.
I walked over to the table and picked out 10 little clips and the crop.
David walked back to the couch but before he could lean over I stopped him. “Face forward this time please. It’s time for your lesson.” Turning slowly he leaned back on the couch. “Spread those legs” He does.
My long nails run up his inner thigh and across the oh so tender balls. He fliched at the touch and I got angry that he might be trying to anticapate what I was going to do.
I closed my lips over his head and slowly sucked down the shaft, all the while massaging his nuts. As I go back up the side of his cock with my tongue I open the first clip and pinch it closed on it. The hiss of pains calmed my anger and I continue to apply all 10 to the long shaft. I gave a quick lick to the tip which was now a lovely shade of purple.
David started to rise but a touch of the crop tip on his chest held him back. Turning his legs out wider I gave the inner thighs 2 whacks each. The welts rise almost instantly. Now he’s allowed to get up and it’s very slowly.
The next 3 spins are 7, 15, and 5. “I will let you choose the instrument for you next round” I told him. He dropped to his knees in front of me and asked me to choose my favorite. “Very well then, we’ll use the belt and add the spins together”
We head back to the couch and he waited for me to indicate the direction he should face.
“Go ahead and lean over for your lesson.”
As he does so I noticed how careful he was being to get his throbing cock not to touch the pads.
This won’t do. “You’ll need to spread wider then that.” I told him and the little step out he gave me just wouldn’t cut it. I picked up one foot and pulled it out just past comfort level. This put him at the right level that his cock was trapped between the top of the couch and his body.
The first strike with the belt pushed him down harder and he rose with a yelp.
“Down or we start again. Now we have 26 to go and if you behave like a good boy we will remove one clip after each blow when we get down to 10 left.”
“Yes Ma’am, Thank you”
“26,25,24,23…” David counted down. We only had to redo one because I had to prompt him to count. When we got to 11, I had him stand up and face me. I gave another lick to his cock head to wipe off the precum that was dripping. “Lean back and don’t make me have to move your feet again” I told him.
I took off one of the clips down close to his tight balls and watched his face as the feeling returned to the tender area. Taking a step back I swung the belt to his inner thigh. This continued until there was only one clip and two strikes left.
I walked into the bedroom and returned with a little Cat-o-nines.
“You now have a choice, I will remove the last clip now and give you the last 2 with this tiny little whip. Or continue with the belt.”
“The little whip, Ma’am, if you please” David managed to say, his voice filled with the confusion of pain and pleasure that his body was trapped in.
I snapped off the last clip and gave the poor red skin a good licking, up and down, both sides and maybe a few more just for good measured lesson. Mummmmm
I gathered his balls in my hand and gave a gentle sqeeze just as I brought the cat down on his cock. His hips raised up but quickly came back down when my grip on his nut tightened. The second one he took much better but then flopped back over the couch as warm cum shot out over the living room.
“Now, What do you have to say to me?’ I asked
“Ma’am… I will not be late again. Ever”
