This was their first full weekend together and she was sure that she would be getting a workout over the next two days. "Well I thought we would start...with dinner, then afterwards I would like to give you a spanking." "A spanking, Master? Did I do something wrong?" she asked confused. "No, my slut, it isn't that kind of spanking. This is an erotic spanking, and will be pleasurable not punishing." "Oh, I see," she said relieved. And so, after a very nice dinner of beef tenderloin, green salad,. . but I said no sorry. Mm I wish I did I know his mouth would have felt so fucking good. His tongue would have been stimulating my clit when I would have moved my hips back and forth to use his face, as a pleasure toy. Ohhh that would have been divine. But not tonight that was going to have to be for another night. I told him I want the focus to be on him! I needed to reward him for the sexy thoughtful gifts he gave me. I slowly started caressing his body, he was already naked. Tingles are just traveling all over my body right now and I might be a little bit ticklish. Mmmmm, more so when I’m so relaxed and comfortable like this.”Yael’s inner muscles flexed once more, feeling that even in the afterglow Shawn was still just as hard nestled deep inside of her. She bit her lip and looked up at him, watching his expression as his spent manhood got just a bit more attention from her. It made her heart race to see the effect she could have on this man and judging from how he. This was a BDSM club community with a playspace, and tonight they were having their annual Thanksgiving dinner/meeting,with playtime to follow just after. This was a special evening though, as theclub was holding an auction where anybody could participate, and auction offanything of their choosing. My Master and I have always been intrigued by theidea of auctioning me off to another Dom, so we decided to check it all out.We emailed back and forth with the club a few times to get some.