Power of the Paddle

[Ciceri]

Of all the implements used on me during my time as a sub, the leather strap/paddle was the best. Usually I got the belt or a quirt but when real punishments happened, my Dom brought out this: an 18" long leather strap with a wooden handle. The first time I saw it I was in trouble for being dishonest. I was a no-show one Friday evening and didn't bother calling to let him know. I also lied about having a family emergency. That wasn't true. When it was time to face the music, he let me know the punishment was going to be harsh. The strap looked menacing. It was an antique - used many time on many young men like myself. It wasn't pretty, either. It was light tan but had stains from years of use. Oil, sweat, blood and possibly semen. I was next. My Dom asked how old I was. "Old enough to know better, sir." There was silence and disgust in the air. My attempt at contrition was pathetic. "You're 31 years old and and you'll get 31 strikes." At the time 31 did not seem like many. My Dom put a cloth in my mouth and had me straddle his pommel horse. I had a bad feeling about the 31 thing now. He prepared my skin with a light oil. Then my bare butt was ready for him as he perfected his grip. Why was he taking so long? Just then I heard his shoe slide a little as he stepped into the swat. OUCH!! The next ten strikes were just as fierce. He didn't bother having me count. He struck the same spot and it felt like my buttocks were on fire. He aimed a little lower and got the top of my legs as well. I was screaming. We were only 1/3 of the way through. My skin felt a burning numbness. I was probably bleeding. I couldn't tell. At the halfway point he took a little break and caressed my cock and balls .. but only for a moment. I was flaccid. The remainder of the punishment was a blur and when he finished, he rubbed a salve over my skin. It hardly took away from the pain. He stepped around to my face and unzipped his pants. He was hard. This sort of thing always made him hard. I was covered in sweat as he ran his fingers through my hair and then firmed his grip on my skull. "You'll never lie to me again, will you? You learned your lesson, correct?" I tried to nod as he held my head. "I learned my lesson, sir. I'll never lie to you again." Dom parted my lips with his cock and drove himself down my throat. "Bullshit. Once a liar, always a liar." He was right