Ladies Choice: Part 2

Read Part One Here: https://thesecretsubject.tumblr.com/post/179272950482/ladies-choice

This story depicts an actual scene between myself and a friend at a party we went to recently. It contains images of impact play and pain play with light degradation themes, femdom and BDSM. It may be not in the interest of some. 

I look over to The Mistress who is holding her flogger ready over her sub. It’s such a sight to behold, the graceful way in which she hits. Each attempt landing perfectly on her already bruised ass. She holds such a poise about her, a regalness in the way she carries out the task at hand, I feel a surge of inspiration as she instructs me. After a few hits she turns to look at me. “Your turn…” I look at Penelope whose hands are bound tightly above her head, her skirt taped up revealing her perfectly round cheeks and who’s back is arched, she is ready. I take a deep breath and start my swing. 

The first few hits strike her flesh with an intensity, but I am not happy with their placement. I continue to try, perfecting my aim until it is precisely where I need it to be, the centre of each ass cheek. Penelope is unmoving, the only sounds I hear are the occasional whines of pleasure and pain. I move over to her ear and whisper, “Now this time I’m going to go a little harder, and when I hit your limit which is a seven correct?” She nods in response. “Okay, so when I get close to that I want you to show me with your sounds and by telling me, Seven, in a loud, clear voice. Understood?” “Yes Dyl–” I grab the top of her hair and give it a tug. “Sorry, what were you about to call me?” The energy in the room has take me an I can feel my assertiveness grow. “Sorry Miss, Yes Miss.” She replied as quickly as she possibly could. 

I let go and move back to my position. Target in my sight I bring the flogger across her ass as hard as I can with a loud, WHACK. I hear her moan slightly as I do the same with the other cheek. “Six” she cries out. “Six? Only Six? Well I guess I’ll have to do better…” I start making light taps with the flogger. Mental mind games being my forte, I wanted to put her off my pattern, every so often surprising her with a heavy hit or two. Mid scene and I had finally gotten into my stride, The Mistress looks over and with a grin says, “Are you sure you haven’t done this before? Maybe you’re just a natural at this…” I beam back at her proudly. Then I see her get a giant paddle off the wall. It’s red on one side and black on the other and made with pleather. As she hands it to me I realise that it’s a lot heavier than expected. It has a solid steel core. For a moment I feel slight hesitation. I look at Penelope who is wiggling her ass out at me. Walking over to her front holding the paddle I can see the slight pang of fear hit her eyes. “You want this?” I say coyly. “Yes Miss, very much Miss.” I run a gentle hand down her cheek. “Excellent. Now this time I’m going to hit you a few times and need you to give me a number, got it? Oh, and I wanna hear what a little painslut you are for me, so if you could throw in a few of those delightful moans you’ve been doing, but a little louder.” “Yes Miss.” 

I make my way around to her behind and ready my aim. Rubbing my nails in small circles across her skin to build the tension. I want her on the edge, not knowing when the pain might hit her. Running the paddle over her slightly red cheeks I know this is going to be fun. I take a few small practice hits. “Two” then a couple more, “four” over and over again I make a few small hits and follow it with something harder. That’s when I felt it. I knew where to go, I knew what she wanted and how to get her that feeling. I hit as hard as I could, she let out a whimper of pleasure and pain. Right on her right level, “SEVEN!” She cries out. A wicked grin passes across my lips. I take aim at her thighs and hit with a similar intensity. I can tell she is loving this. I keep it going for as long as I possibly can before her and I are about done and then I prep her for the grand finale. “Now, Penelope. I’m going to count backwards from five, and with each number I am going to push you a little. I am going to hit you as hard as I can, and I know as my little painslut you are going to try your best to thank me for them by making those cute little whimpers as loud as you can, understood?” “Yes Miss.” “Good Girl.” I whisper. She shudders as the words hit her head. 

“Five.” WHACK. She cries out in pain. I start to notice the other subs in the room turn their heads in our direction. We are giving them a show to remember. 

“Four.” WHACK. As I play with her I wonder to myself why I hadn’t done a lot of impact play in the past and how sometimes we can channel our fears into something pleasurable for the people we care for. 

“Three.” WHACK. Getting close to the end. I can feel my arm starting to tire from the force I am hitting her with. 

“Four.” WHACK. She pulls at her bonds slightly, I can see them starting to loosen as I know I picked the right time to end our scene. 

“Five.” I pull back, give it a second for her to feel the anticipation in the air build before I hit her one final time. WHACK. She cries out as I quickly put the tool back on the wall and move my way around to her front. She stares at me, realising once more how easy it is to stare into my eyes as I whisper praise to her. For a moment I grab her face and hold her in my hands. Facing me I stare into her eyes and notice them glaze over slightly. I smile at her knowing how much control I have over her this evening, and how this is just the beginning of the fun we are going to have… 

And I haven’t even tranced her properly yet. 

Ladies Choice: Part 3

This story is a fantasy based on real events. Themes of impact play, BDSM, hypnosis, gaslighting, and Dominance and submission.

After I untied Penelope from the frame I took her over to the kitchen area and got her a bottle of water. We sat on the sofa, and she leaned into my embrace. She had been so good through our impact play that I wanted to give her a reward for being so patient. “Are you ready for the real fun?” A cheeky grin creeps across my face. She nods in reply, already a little bit more subby than before from me softening her up a little. I take her hand and lead her over to a nice, quiet corner of the room. There is a step for her to sit on comfortably and she leans back on the wall. The room is partially lit and this corner is covered in the glow of fairy lights. It was perfect for what I had been planning for her. 

I won’t lie this session was a few weeks in the making, with putting in a few fun new triggers a week prior at another party we went to, just in case I needed them and now was the perfect time to test them out. I ran over to the cleaning station where I had left my bondage tape and grabbed it. I looked at Penelope, smiling at her before starting to prep the tape, readying myself to work fast at binding her up. “I’ve never played with tape before…” she says looking down at it. “Oh, it’s my favourite. Especially good for lazy girls like me who aren’t very good with a knot. The best part is you can be quick about it too, see.” and with that I boop her nose. The trigger springs into action as she freezes in place. I wave my hand delicately in front of her eyes. Nothing there. Frantically I grab her ankles and bind them nice and tightly together and then move onto the other side of them before booping her again. 

She looks at me startled. 

“How did you teleport like that?” 

“Teleport like what, honey?”

”Well, you were here and now you are there… I’m very confused.”

“Aww it’s okay to be confused…” 

Boop. 

She freezes again as I bind her thighs tightly together. 

Boop. 

And again as I bind her wrists.

Boop. 

Finally her forearms and chest, tightly covered in the pink and black tape. Waking up she finds her whole body bound, helplessly stuck right where I want her to be. I lean in close to her ear and whisper, “Oh dear, someone’s all tied up, helpless and subby for me, whatever shall shall you do…?” She moved her head to look at me and gives me a subby glare. Her eyes already starting to deceive her as they tell me everything I wanted to know. Moving towards her other side I say, “Well, I’ve only just begun to mess with you. See now I have you right where I need you, I’m going to make you my submissive little plaything, would you like that, sweetie?” She nods with eager enthusiasm. 

I grab her hair, right at the base of her scalp and tug slightly. Showing her exactly who is running this show. Looking directly into my eyes I can see her face changing from a submissive gaze to a glassy eyed stare as she starts to lose herself so quickly. Each second she stares I notice her getting weaker to my powers, her head starting to droop under my grasp as I hold her up with nothing but my hand on her shoulder and the one tightly pulling her hair. It’s like she’s my little puppet, her hair the strings holding her together and holding her grasp on the waking world. I pull her head down quickly and watch as she drops with it, giggling to myself I know exactly where to take this. Each time I drag her up again she wakes up with a start. Gasping, shocked at how quickly she emerges from deep trance, not quite knowing exactly how she got there or where we are until she catches her bearings. I pull her down, and up, faster and faster each time. Manipulating her mind until she is so fractionated she can’t tell me up from down. But this is still just the start of my game, as an idea pops into my head. 

“Now Penelope, I want you to think back on that impact session we had just before and I want you imagine exactly how it played out for me, that’s right. And as you imagine that scene, I want you to remember how it felt, each hit, each whack, each moment of pleasure and pain and I want you to know that each time I stay the word, SMACK and snap my fingers, each time I and only I say that word, SMACK, and snap my fingers, you are going to feel all those feelings again, as vividly as you did just before. Do you understand?” 

“Yes, Miss”

“Very good girl, coming back up on the count of 5…” 

Gasping for air as she wakes up with a start, I can tell she continues to sink very deep with each drop, a token to our several scenes together. I look at her and she looks back confused. “What did you do?” she asks curious. “You really wanna know?” She looks nervous and nods. 

SMACK. 

She lets out a moan as she almost jumps in her seat. Looking at me with a shock of disbelief at what had just happened to her.

 “How does that feel?” 

She nods shyly at me. Biting her lip slightly as she looks up at me through submissive eyes.

I have her right where she wants to be and it feels amazing…

To be continued…