So it’s cold. No, that’s not quite right. It’s fucking freezing! The high temp today was 5. Who the hell thought that was a good temperature??? Tonight we had an engagement that could not be put off – dinner with My Lion’s family. Normally, I am not allowed to wear anything between my legs whenever we go out, but due to the unholy temperature, Lion has given me leave to wear a pair of warm, fleece lined leggings beneath a woolen tunic, woolen socks and fleece lined boots.  He’s even consented to let me wear a soft, lined camisole beneath the tunic. I thanked him appropriately – on my knees, naked, and with his cock in my mouth. I felt his gloriousness expand slightly and knew he was close. He pushed my head down, my lips meeting his base, and he said, “Can’t have my cum dripping out of you tonight. I wouldn’t want that sweet, sweet pussy to freeze.” Then, he pumped his load down my throat. Eagerly, I swallowed, knowing this would please not only him, but me as well. It is rare that he allows me to swallow. Usually, he prefers to come inside of me. When he was ready, he pulled out of me and I sat back on my heels.

“You know you’ll have to pay for these allowances I’m granting,” he said. I started to answer, but realized he hadn’t asked a question. “I think you’ll need a reminder that even though we are at a vanilla gathering, you are still mine. My family is important to me, but so are you.” Then, he patted his lap. I placed myself over his knees and sighed. This was turning out to be a much better night that what I thought it was going to be! Warm clothing. Sucking on Lion’s cock. Swallowing his cum. Now, a spanking. Lion lost no time, but set it with a lovely warming hand spanking. He stopped often, running a finger down my soaking slit. When I was nice and loose and warmed, he pulled out the big guns – a rosewood paddle. “This is going to hurt, my love, but I need you to feel me all evening long. Are you ready?”

“Yes, My Lion. Please,” I answered immediately. Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Over and over again he brought down the paddle with a set rhythm. By the tenth Wham! I was wiggling. By the 15th, I was sobbing and squirming. Still, he held me tightly in place. I have no idea how many times he paddled my hot, aching behind, but when he stopped, my ass was on fire!! He turned me over, held me, and kissed away my tears. Then, using his fingers, he fucked my needy pussy until I exploded. “That’s my Lady. Now, let’s get dressed. We have a long evening in front of us.”

Somehow, I made it through dinner with his family. I laughed, ate, drank, and helped his mother with the dishes, all without giving away the fact that my bottom throbbed with his ownership. When we finally got home and undressed, Lion checked my ass. “Slight bruising, but overall a nice shade of pink. Perfect. By the way, you behaved perfectly tonight. I’m so proud of you.”

And that, boys and girls, was the crowning glory of the night.