Journey to Him

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Bobbi was on her way to see him, she had called and asked to be able to visit, today if possible, he agreed, suggesting she drive over straight away, rarely did he refuse her requests, she new he understood her and the nature of her needs.

She manoeuvred her car across the lanes of the bridge until she was in the lane that would allow a safe exit to the northern beaches; the actions were easy and relaxed as she made this trip regularly. She thought of previous visits to this man, especially her first, she remembered so much about that day, the beach front café, his choice to call her Bobbi because he liked the musicality of it, the walk along the beach, the storm, her petulance, and yes, the sting of that first slap, he had humiliated her across his knee, then with strength and kindness rendered to her affection in such a way, he was able to open her up to her core exposing the strong confident women she new herself to be.

Peter greeted Bobbi, lightly kissing her forehead and lips before leading her to the dinning room, seating her at the table before pouring them both a glass of wine. It was at this table she often opened up to Peter, it was here she felt safe to offer up all her fears, all that worried her, here she shared her successes and failures. She could bask in the reflected light of her glories as she related details of her kindness to others. Above all else it was here that she was able to express all that caused her social or moral conflict, to this man she could make her confessions, knowing he would purge her of guilt, apply his strict discipline and once again restoring her to her strong confident self.

Bobbi was here today, because she had treated one of her students harshly, she had allowed her frustration to override the compassion normally shown to her slower charges. Should she be spanked was her question? Peter asked whether a spanking would help her to see her weakness. “Yes” she said “it will help me to remember not to act from frustration, it will help me to become a better teacher and the better person I know I can be”.

Peter asked Bobbi to stand before him with eyes downcast and as he had done so many times before explained to her what it was he felt was the flaw in her actions and asked directly if she agreed to offer herself to his discipline, Bobbi agreed.

Peter took her hand, leading her to the lounge where he sat, waiting for her to undo the top buttons and the cuffs of her business shirt so that she would be comfortable as he guided her down across his knee, he chose the lounge, as it was lower than the chairs and caused her to bend her legs as she rested across his lap.

In quick succession he smacked each cheek of her bottom, through the tight material of her business skirt holding her tightly onto his lap as she squirmed under the sting of the slaps. Before she could recover from these initial slaps, she was asked to stand and lift her skirt to her waist before once again bending across his knee panty covered bottom exposed.

Peter grasped the silky material of her panties pulling down the material to expose each cheek, which showed the slightest of pink, from the first slaps. The tension caused the material to cup her sex like a silk purse, the angle of her bottom and the slight bend of her knees caused her silk covered sex to stand a little proud from her bottom cheeks and would feel the sting from some of the slaps she was about to receive.
Peter felt each cheek, feeling the smooth firmness, kneading the flesh lightly before lifting his hand and… smack! The spanking began again, his hand rose and fell upon her bottom, sometime rapidly then stopping to caress and feel the building heat in each reddening cheek before lifting and coming back down again hard.

She cried and struggled against the spanking but stayed across his knees and accepted all that came from the spanking even the sharp sting that came when a slap caught the silk purse of her sex. Finally, when she thought she would not be able to take one more strike, the spanking ended. She was left to rest across his knee, she could still feel the stinging but she was able to recover her composure.

Bobbi was directed to stand up, remove her skirt and panties, then with eyes down cast, she reaffirmed the reason for the spanking and thanking Peter for his efforts to help her to be the girl and women he new she could be as he had done so often in the past. She was then guided down across his knee again, this time to have her bottom caressed and kissed.

As his hand moved over her bottom her knees parted in an unspoken invitation for his fingers to touch her sex, parting the lips, sinking into her, before playfully slapping her clit, this play continued until he felt her coming to the edge of her climax. Sometimes he continued until he felt the climax shudder through her body, and on other occasions he would asked her to stand, as he did now, guiding her to the bedroom were he laid her down, parted her legs and took her sex into his mouth.

Using lips and tongue in a way she new so well he guided her to her climax, drinking from her as was his want and desire. Then holding her in his arms, he allow her to come back to earth, leaving behind the swirl of sensations and emotions she has just experienced, eventually to fall asleep into the sweetest of dreams



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