"Matt speaking, can I help you?"

"Hello Matt, my name is Deanne, a girl friend of mine who knows you quite well
told me about the services you provide and I wish to see you."

The voice was cultured, refined, definitely upper class and straight to the
point.

"What services in particular are you interested in Deanne?"

"I've fantasized about spanking for many years, last night I had a bit too much
to drink and told my friend of my needs. I was absolutely amazed when she
informed me that she used to have the same desires until she found you. She
visits you regularly and now is very content and stress free. I also have a need
to be controlled which never gets met, I seem to be in charge all the time."

I was very interested. "Are you married Deanne?" I asked.

"Yes I am but it's a sham. We stay together for the kids. You don't have to
worry about an angry husband, he's got another woman in a penthouse in town and
doesn't give a fuck about me anymore. Can you come out to my home? I'm quite
willing to pay you travel time, you'll be well rewarded if you're as good as my
friend says you are."

We chatted some more and agreed that I would visit her home the following
Friday. Deanne gave me directions as to where I would find her home and also
where to park when I arrived so as to retain privacy.

The address was in a very exclusive area about an hour's drive. Deanne's
directions were excellent and I soon found myself at the gates of what could
only be described as a mansion, it oozed money and good taste. I pressed the
button on the intercom and told the inquiring voice my name. There was no reply,
the gates just swung open and I drove onto the long gravel driveway. Following
the instructions I drove around to the rear of the house. There as Deanne had
described was the indoor swimming pool separate to the house. I could see the
pool had some rooms attached which I had been told were the gym, change rooms,
showers and a guest bedroom. I took my bag from the trunk and let myself in
through the glass door to the pool area.

Deanne rose from a couch beside the pool. Dressed in a toweling robe, she was a
sight to behold.

Very attractive face with a welcoming smile, short brown hair and from what I
could see under the robe, a lovely figure.

"Welcome Matt, it's nice to meet you. I hope you didn't have any navigating
problems." Deanne sounded calm and collected, not like a lady about to receive
her first spanking from a stranger.

"No problems at all Deanne. Nice to met you too." I was looking forward to
whatever the day was to bring. "I'm surprised that you don't seem nervous at
all, most ladies are for their first spanking session."

"I must admit that my stomach has a few butterflies, so don't let the exterior
fool you Matt. But from what my friend told me I can trust you completely so I
guess I'm more excited than nervous. I just want to get on with it."

"That's fine with me Deanne. Will we do it here beside the pool?"

"No, come into the gym, its private and sound proof so it doesn't matter how
much noise we make. The staff has been given the day off so we won't get
interrupted."

Deanne led me into the gym, which was extremely well set up with every piece of
gym equipment one could ever wish to use. We had spoken about a safe word on the
phone so it was all stations go. There was a straight-backed chair in the middle
of the open floor area and I took Deanne by the arm and led her over to the
chair.

"Ready Deanne?" I asked. "Ready to give up control? Ready to be spanked?"

The excitement shone in her eyes. "Oh yes Matt, let's do it!"

I reached forward and untied the bow of the cloth belt holding the robe. I
gasped as the robe fell open and then fell off her shoulders onto the floor.
Deanne was wearing a mini bikini. It barely covered her lovely breasts and the
bottom piece was also very small.

I sat on the chair. "Right Deanne, over my knees".

Deanne whimpered as she laid herself over my knees. The bikini bottom was a
g-string and her beautiful white bottom cheeks were a spanker's dream. I rubbed
my hands over the firm flesh, squeezing and pinching.

My left hand held Deanne steady as my right hand started to gently spank and
warm her lovely arse. I started slowly, making sure I covered all the area of
her arse and upper thighs. Her skin was very smooth and tight; Deanne had
obviously spent quite a lot of time here in the gym and the pool.

As I spanked lightly I was surprised that there was no verbal reaction at all
from Deanne. Usually when a lady is spanked for the first time there are quite a
few "ooooohs" and "ahhhhs" but this time, apart from the quiet sound of the
spanks, there was no noise at all.

"Can you do it any harder?" Deanne suddenly inquired. "This is doing nothing at
all for me."

"I certainly can Deanne", I replied with a grin, "Most ladies like to be warmed
up slowly, but if you want it harder, then harder it will be."

"Smack, smack, smack," My hand rose and fell rapidly, the spanks a lot harder
now. Deanne's skin turned from white to pink in seemingly no time at all.

"Mmmmmmm, that's more like it," Deanne exclaimed as I spanked her hard, the
sting on my hand telling me just how firmly I was striking her arse.

With hardly a pause I picked up my old fashioned wooden hairbrush and started to
use it on Deanne's pink bottom.

"Ah, ouch, oh yes that's more like it Matt," Deanne encouraged me on.

"Whack, whack, whack!" It was not long before her skin turned from pink to red
and Deanne even wriggled a little on my lap. I was amazed how Deanne was taking
her first spanking. I admired the way she took the hairbrush as I knew it
delivered quite a sting.

After about twenty spanks with the hairbrush Deanne called out to me. "Please
stop Matt, I need to talk this over with you."

"Stand up Deanne," I ordered as I stopped spanking and put down the hairbrush,
"And tell me what's on your mind."

Deanne rose and looked at me with sparkling eyes. "When you started the spanks
did nothing for me at all, but after the hard spanks and the hair brush I know I
need more. Show me what you have in your bag Matt, what other things have you
got that you can use on me?"

My reply was to rise and take the bag over to the massage table. I laid out some
leather straps of different widths, a couple of cats of nine tails, a riding
crop, nipple clamps, a butt plug, tube of lubricant, two vibrators, wrist and
ankle cuffs, rope, a blindfold, a ball gag and lastly a thin, whippy cane.

Deanne stood beside me and looked down at the assorted items. Her bikini covered
breasts rose and fell with her breathing and her face was slightly flushed.

"Matt, when you arrived I told you I wanted to be spanked and controlled. Well
I've been spanked but it's not enough, I need to feel more pain. I don't know
why and I don't care, I just have to know what all those items feel like. I want
you to control me, be a bit rough if you want to, just no permanent marks, ok?
God I can't believe I'm saying this stuff, but I know I want it and I hope that
you are the man to do it."

I stood looking down at this feisty lady. She sure knew what she wanted and
wasn't afraid to tell me. My answer was to reach out and place a hand on each of
her shoulders, firmly pushing her down onto her knees. I grabbed a handful of
her hair and forced her head back so she was looking up at me.

"Alright Deanne, I'll give you what you want and more, just remember the safe
word and no speaking unless I speak first, ok?

Deanne nodded her reply, her eyes shining with excitement.

I took two of the leather cuffs from the table and attached them to Deanne's
wrists. Grabbing another handful of hair I hauled her to her feet and pulled her
over to a side wall which was lined with climbing bars. Pushing her back against
the bars I took two short lengths of cord from a pocket and secured the wrist
cuffs to the bars. I reached down and slapped the inside of her thighs,
spreading her legs wide apart. Deanne made no comment at all and no effort to
resist as I stood in front of her and traced my fingertips lightly over her
face.

"Well Ms society girl, it's time you were taught a lesson. All your life you
have been calling the tune, giving the orders, and being in control. But now,
its time for you to suffer a bit, to find out what it's like to lose complete
control."

As I spoke my fingers moved down her smooth neck over her upper chest and traced
circles around her heaving breasts. Deanne gasped as I suddenly I grasped the
small piece of material and ripped it off letting her breasts fall free. They
were beautiful, so firm and upstanding with her hard nipples standing out like
small cocks. I took a nipple between a finger and thumb of each hand and
squeezed tight. Deanne remained silent, apart from a quiet "ohhhhhhh" as I held
firmly onto her teats for at least two minutes. She certainly had a high pain
threshold, exactly how high I was to find out later, and she sighed as I
released the nipples. I traced my fingers lower, over her flat tummy and hips,
down the outside of the slim thighs and then back up the inside and over the
damp bikini bottom.

Taking the elastic in my hands I surprised Deanne by suddenly pulling them up,
right into her crack. The force made her stand up on tiptoe and a surprised cry
of "oh my God" escaped from her lips.

"I thought I told you no speaking!" I said menacingly, raising my hand as if to
slap her across the face.

Deanne looked at me defiantly and said, "Go on, I dare you!"

My hand moved swiftly and hit the right side of her face, just hard enough to
sting a little and give her a fright, but not hard enough to cause any damage.
The look of shock on her face was only matched by the shock of the second blow,
a backhander on the left side.

"Don't you ever dare me unless you want to suffer the consequences, you
understand?'

Deanne nodded, a look of complete surprise on her face. I bet nobody had ever
laid a hand on her before in her whole life and now she was in no position to do
anything about it. But she remained silent, not using the safe word, which would
have stopped everything.

I returned my hands to the elastic of her pants and pulled forcefully up again,
this time the material ripped and came away in my hands. Deanne opened her mouth
as if to cry out so I quickly stuffed the wet bikini bottom into her mouth. A
look of fear came into her eyes as she realized how vulnerable she was at that
moment, nude, tied securely and unable to use the safe word. I reached into a
pocket and took out a small "clicker" toy that I had brought from a toyshop. I
had attached the clicker to a loop of elastic that I now slipped over her right
hand.

"This is your safe word to use while you are gagged Deanne, just click it if you
want me to stop. Ok? Try it and see if it works."

Deanne nodded and tried the clicker, a look of relief on her face as I removed
the gag.

"You want me to stop now Deanne?" I asked. "Remember you may speak when spoken
to, but address me as Sir."

"Sir, you want me to call you Sir? You must be joking!" Deanne laughed at me,
then cried out in shock as once again I slapped both sides of her face. There
was a pause of about fifteen seconds as Deanne mulled over her situation. Then,
"Oh shit, I'm sorry Sir, no please don't stop!"

"You are sure you want to continue?"

"Yes, um, Sir, I am so turned on right now, please make me cum!" Deanne pleaded.

My answer was to once again stuff the bikini bottom into her mouth. I walked
over to the table and stood looking at my sexy captive, her eyes blazing at me
as I kept her waiting. I selected a cat of nine tails that had very soft leather
fronds.

I flicked the tails over Deanne's breasts and across her thighs, tantalizing and
teasing her, and grinning at her pleading eyes. Then I raised my arm and started
to gently whip the front of her lovely body. I knew from past experience that if
used properly, this cat had a sting to it but would not cause real pain. Using a
crisscross pattern I started at her shoulders and slowly moved down across her
heaving breasts, stomach and hips. I deliberately missed the groin area and
whipped down the inside and outside of both legs to the floor. Deanne was
moaning and groaning, whether from delight or anguish I was not certain but the
clicker remained silent so I continued. Aiming with great care I whipped up the
inside of her thighs alternating on each leg. When the tips of the cats finally
caressed her pussy lips Deanne shuddered as the first orgasm shook her body. I
stepped back and watched her body shaking against the horizontal bars and when
she had calmed a little I removed the gag.

"Anything you wish to say?"

"Oh Sir, that was fantastic, I have never experienced a cum like that before.
Please Sir, I want more!"

"Mmmmmm, you certainly have masochistic tendencies don't you slave Deanne? How
can I refuse such a request?"

I raised the cat and slashed it twice across her breasts, quite harder than
previously. Deanne screamed out loud at the shock but did not use the safe word.
Taking deliberate aim I whipped her pussy lips quickly, three times without
pause.

"Aiiiiieeeee", Deanne screamed loudly as another giant orgasm shook her body,
some tears rolling down her cheeks. Again I stepped back and watched her as her
body thrashed against its bonds. When she had finally quieted I released the
ropes from the bars and Deanne collapsed onto the floor.

I stood looking down at Deanne as she regained some composure waiting to see if
she would break the silence first. She looked up at me, eyes shining and a huge
grin on her face, obviously wanting to speak but determined not too.

"Very good Deanne, I can see you have things to say but you have remained
silent, maybe you can be trained after all. You may speak."

"Oh Sir, that was absolutely amazing but why did you stop? I did not use the
safe word or the clicker."

"Do you think this is the end of the session? It has only just begun, I have
many new sensations for you to experience today, if you wish to go on of
course."

"Oh shit do I ever Matt, I mean Sir." Deanne's words came tumbling out as of her
own volition she moved and knelt at my feet. "That other equipment over there on
the table, I want to know what they feel like. Oh God, I can't believe this is
happening to me. I had hoped it would be good but I never expected to cum like
that from being whipped. Please, please Sir, give me more!"

"Silence Deanna, you have spoken enough. To your feet now and stand facing the
bars on the wall."

Deanne immediately rose and took up her position, holding her arms up for me to
re-attach the ropes to the bars. She was certainly learning quickly about
obedience, amazingly quickly in view of her upbringing when all she has ever
known has been supplied at her commands.

I tied her wrists to the bars and spread her legs wide apart, this time using
some more rope to attach her ankles as well.

"Now Deanne, I am going to whip your arse six times with each piece of
equipment. Let me see, three straps, the crop, the hard leather cat and the
cane. That will be thirty-six strokes altogether, I want you to count each
stroke out loud, understand?"

A shudder of fear ran through her delightful body as Deanne nodded her head in
agreement. She sure was a game girl, I had never had a first session like this
before and I was interested to see how much she could take.

"Remember the safe word is 'mercy', use it if necessary." I reminded her.

Again Deanne nodded; I could almost hear her silent scream of 'get on with it'.

I selected the lightest leather strap and took up my position. Starting with
light strokes again crisscrossing her arse it was not long before the first six
strokes were complete. Apart from calling out the numbers from one to six Deanne
had not made a sound.

A heavier strap came next, used with a bit more force.

"Ouch! Seven" Ahah, some reaction at last! The next five strokes were obviously
felt by Deanne but again the only sounds were the numbers.

I selected the crop to make a change from a strap. Deanne could not see the
change but soon realized as the crop 'whooshed' through the air to sting her now
red arse.

"Owwwww, oh Sir, thirteen", she yelled. "Oh Christ that stings, fourteen, ahhhhh
fifteen, Christ almighty, sixteen, ohhhhh Jesus, seventeen, fucking hell,
eighteen."

"Talk to me Deanne, are you ok to continue? Was the crop too much for you?"

"Oh Sir, just a short rest please," Deanne panted, perspiration was glowing on
her shoulders and back. "I was expecting the next strap and the crop took me by
surprise. A pause then, "Yes, I want more, Sir."

I decided to give Deanne's arse a short rest and took up the heavy fronded cat
of nine tails. Waiting until Deanne looked ready for more I slashed it fairly
softly across her back. She arched but apart from calling the number remained
silent as she did for the next five strokes, each of which varied in strength.
There were red marks across the white skin on Deanne's back but apart from the
sound of her heavy breathing she was silent.

So we had reached twenty-four strokes and the safe word had not been used, this
was a lady full of surprises. I picked up the heavy strap and then held it up in
front of Deanne's eyes; a low moan escaped her lips as she gazed at the
thickness and width of the strap. This strap was a mean instrument and I stood
back and flicked it against Deanne's arse to get my range. I knew from
experience that I would not need to use much force for this strap to really
hurt.

"Smack" - "Owwww, twenty five!"

"Whack" with a bit more force - "Ohhh God, twenty-six!"

"Thwack" with still more force on the bright red skin - "Ahhhhhhh, NO, -oh, oh
twenty seven!

Deanne was now sobbing quietly, tears rolling down her cheeks but seemingly
determined to take more.

"Whoosh - Smaaaack" - I knew that this stroke would really hurt -
"Aiiiiiieeeeee, ohhhh FUCK,

I can't take any more, MERCY SIR, MERCY!!"

I immediately dropped the strap, untied the ankle ropes and wrapped an arm
around her to help with support as I removed the ropes holding her wrists.
Deanne collapsed into my arms, sobs wracking her body, I wondered if I had gone
too far? I helped her over to the massage table that I cleared with a wipe of an
arm and laid her face down on the cool leather.

I grabbed some cold cream from my bag and gently smoothed it onto the hot skin
of her arse cheeks. Deanne was still sobbing and I gave her a towel and some
tissues. Slowly the cold cream eased the pain Deanne was feeling and her
breathing gradually returned to something like normal.

Leaving Deanne lying on the massage table I explored the pool area and the
attached rooms. I was glad to see that a laden picnic basket was on a side table
in the guest bedroom, Deanne had planned well. From a refrigerator I took some
ice cubes and returned silently to the gym. Deanne was still lying face down on
the table but had a hand working busily between her legs.

"Stop that immediately!" I ordered, making Deanne jump with fright. "Did I give
you permission to play with yourself?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Sir," Deanne stammered, "I just had to have some relief."

"You will get relief when I say so and not before, understand?"

"Yes Sir," Deanne said as she lay there, accepting her position and wondering
what was to follow.

Using the wrist cuffs I quickly secured Deanne's wrists to the table legs and
using more rope on her ankles I tied her legs wide apart. A shiver ran through
her lovely body as I used an ice cube to further ease the heat of the
punishment. A murmur of excitement escaped her lips as I placed an ice cube
against the entrance to her anus and then slowly but firmly pushed the cube into
her arse hole. Two more followed the first cube and then I took the narrow butt
plug and eased it into the tight opening, pushing until it was fully in.

"Ahhhhhhh, God, what are you doing to me? I never asked you for anything like
this!" Deanne sounded furious as she strained against the ropes.

"Mmmmmm, I don't think that you are in any position to stop me do you?" I
inquired, "You said that you needed control and that means I do whatever I like
unless you use the safe word. If you don't like it you know what to do. Do you
want me to stop?"

"Fuck no, don't stop Matt, I mean Sir. Ohhh shit, I've never experienced
anything like this before, it just took me by surprise."

I moved down to the head of the table, grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her
head up and to the side. She looked at me, her eyes shining with excitement,
perspiration glowing on her forehead. I twisted my head and kissed her full on
the lips. For a second or two there was no reaction, then the kiss was returned
with vigor, our tongues entwined as we kissed passionately.

Releasing her head I returned to the butt plug which I twisted back and forth in
semi circles combined with some more hard spanks bringing more "oooohhhs and
aaaahhhs" from the head of the table. Withdrawing the plug I released the ropes
from Deanne's ankles and took the cuffs off her wrists. I helped her to her feet
and she stood shakily beside the table, steadying herself with one hand.
Deanne's eyes widened as I quickly stripped off my clothes, my hard cock
springing to attention.

Deanne smiled as I pushed her down to her knees and stroked my cock before her
face. She looked up into my eyes, and asked "May I suck your cock, Sir?" She
left the tip of her tongue peeking out between her lips.

"Not yet," I told her, as I began to rub my cock over her face. I traced the
head over her forehead, down her nose, and over her lips. She stuck out her
tongue, so I took my cock and slapped each of her cheeks with it. "Patience,
Deanne. You will learn it." More slowly, and lightly, I again traced her
features with my cock. This time, she waited. "Open your mouth. Now." She did.

I traced her lips, then thrust my hips forward and back, fucking her mouth for
several minutes. I then pulled from her mouth, looked down into her eyes, and
said, "Now. Suck my cock." Looking in my eyes and smiling, she reached for and
stroked my cock. She nuzzled beneath it, and began to lick my balls with the
flat of her tongue. Next, I felt her take my left testicle in her mouth, rolling
it gently around - then the right. I held back the moans. She tapped my balls
with her tongue and used only the tip to draw her way up the underside, playing
with the vein. Just before she reached the head, she nibbled on the couple of
inches of the underside of my cock, just at the head. Her tongue then circled
the head, and moved across it. She smiled up at me, as she tasted my pre-cum.
"Delicious. Sir."

"Suck it. Now," I demanded.

She tapped the head of my cock with her tongue, and smiled up into my eyes,
before wrapping her lips around my cock. Her mouth moved down in an easy motion,
until my cock hit the back of her throat. Still looking into my eyes, she
retreated back up my cock. Again, she took me into her mouth, until I tapped the
back of her throat, and again she moved her mouth back up my cock. A third time,
she started to move down my cock. I thrust my hips forward, pushing into her
throat, as I grabbed at her hair on either side of her head. As she moaned, I
fucked her mouth. She sucked me hard, deeply, until I could stand it no longer.
Pulling from her mouth, I started to jerk my cock into her face. She sat back on
her heels, waiting for my cum, mouth open. My cum spurted out, twice, three
times, a fourth - on her face, down her breasts, into her hair. Deanne was quite
a sight.

"Lick me clean," I ordered.

Moving in with that marvelous tongue, she licked the head and shaft, until I was
completely clean. When I was completely satisfied I picked Deanne up in my arms
and held her tight as I walked from the gym and into the swimming pool area,
making as if I was heading to the bedroom. Suddenly I changed direction and
quickly threw Deanne into the pool and jumped in after her, surfacing as she
spluttered some water from her mouth.

Deanne raised a hand at me and screamed, "What did you do that for, I didn't
want a swim!"

I grabbed the wrist of her upheld hand and held tight. "Don't even think of
hitting me will you Deanne, you know what the consequences will be." Quickly
shifting my hand from her wrist to her head I pushed her down and held her under
the water. It was only about ten seconds until I let her resurface and she came
up spluttering again and very contrite.

"Oh Shit Sir, I'm sorry, I won't do that again," Deanne said quietly, her
breasts heaving as she gulped in some air, then she grinned, "I forgot my place
didn't I, I'm not used to this control stuff."

My answer was to once again take Deanne in my arms and kiss her deeply, holding
her tight as she lay in my arms. Slowly I walked some laps of the pool, letting
the water cool and calm Deanne as she regained her composure. After climbing the
steps from the pool I made Deanne towel both of us dry and then led her to the
guest bedroom.

I lay down on the bed and pointed to the picnic basket, Deanne took her cue
well, taking a bottle of wine from the small fridge, uncorking the wine and
opening the basket of food. She then knelt beside the bed and proceeded to hand
feed me with the delicious sandwiches and fruit, while I sipped on the wine. I
noted with some pleasure that Deanne did not eat or drink anything herself, she
was learning her place when with me.

When I had finished I said, "Well done Deanne, making sure I was fed first, you
may have some now if you wish. Sit up here on the bed and spread your legs wide
apart while you eat."

"Thank you Sir," Deanne said with a smile, "I am hungry and very thirsty."

I watched this beautiful lady as she sat with her legs spread without
embarrassment. After she had finished I pushed her down onto her back and knelt
beside her.

"Time for my dessert," I said as my mouth went directly down onto her pussy. My
tongue separated her cunt lips and that lovely taste of a turned on woman
invaded my taste buds.

My fingers spread her labia apart and my tongue traced around the outside,
touching and then withdrawing from her clit. I teased her some more, grinning to
myself as she moaned in expectation and frustration. I pushed two fingers into
her wetness and gently frigged her, my thumb rubbing her clit as my fingers
moved in and out. Then I replaced my fingers with my tongue, fucking her sopping
pussy as she moaned and groaned in appreciation. My head moved up and down as my
tongue brought her to another body shaking orgasm. I moved up and kissed Deanna
again so she could taste her own juices on my mouth.

Deanne lay back, a grin on her face, obviously wanting to talk but waiting until
she was spoken to. I said nothing, rose from the bed and pointed for her stay
where she was, Deanna nodded as I left the room and collected some items from
the gym.

Deanne's eyes widened and she clamped a hand over her mouth as I returned to the
room. I placed a pillow in the center of the bed and then pushed her face down
onto the sheets, the pillow under her hips. Taking my time to increase the
suspension of the minute, I secured her wrists and ankles to the corners of the
bed. Deanne was now spread-eagled and once again unable to stop me from using
her body. I slipped on a latex glove, took a tube of lubricant and pushed a
slippery finger into her arse, causing Deanne to moan once again.

"Oh god Matt please don't, I've never, aaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee," the sentence
finished in a scream as the heavy strap bit into her arse cheeks.

"Didn't I tell you not to speak unless spoken too Deanne?" I asked as she
whimpered into the sheet.

"Oh, I, I'm sorry Sir, she stammered.

I knelt beside her and said softly, "What is it Deanne? What do you want to say
to me?

"Oh Sir, I have never had anal sex before and I don't know if I can take it, I'm
sorry Sir."

I knelt beside her and stroked her body with my hand, "Deanne I said at the
start that if you don't want me to do something then I will not. But you have
had such fantastic orgasms today from me doing things to you that you never
imagined, have you considered that you may actually enjoy anal sex? Many people
do you know. I am going to continue slowly and gently until you use the safe
word. Relax yourself as much as possible, that will make it easier for you, and
me"

"Very well Sir, you are right, please continue, I was wrong to interrupt you."

My reply was to once again push my finger back into her anal passage. I could
see and feel Deanne relax as I gently but firmly lubricated the tight surface.
When I was satisfied that she was ready I slipped on a condom and applied some
lubricant to it as well. Now I was ready so I knelt between her lovely slim
thighs and pushed the head of my cock up against the opening. A guttural moan
escaped Deanne's lips as I pushed forward against the sphincter muscle which
automatically tightened at this unwanted intrusion.

"Relax Deanne, relax and let it happen," I instructed.

As she relaxed the muscle I pushed firmly forward and slowly but surely my cock
eased its way into her rectum resulting in "Oh my God" coming from Deanne. I
ignored her comment and pulled my cock slowly out of her tight passage, pushing
back in just before the head showed.

She was very tight and I was glad that I had used so much lube, but as I moved
my cock back and forth, the walls seemed to stretch and the pressure became
less. Gradually I increased the pace of Deanne's first arse fuck and Deanne
began to enjoy it as she got used to the new sensations.

"Mmmmmm, ohhhhhhh, yeeeeesssss, fuck my arse, Sir," Deanne cried
enthusiastically as I continued to move my cock in and out. It did not take long
before I was ready to cum again, but I held on so as to make the situation last
as long as possible. Quicker and quicker I fucked her tight arse, perspiration
was dripping onto Deanne's back and we were both moaning loudly.

To top this incredible day off Deanne and I both orgasmed at the same time,
crying out in unison as I pumped my sperm into her hot arse. I collapsed on top
of her, both of us panting furiously after the efforts of Deanne's first anal
sex.

After a short time I withdrew and released Deanne from the ties that bound her
to the bed. I held her to me as we both calmed down and our breathing returned
to something like normal.

"Well Deanne, that's about it for today, I must leave soon to spank a regular
client tonight, how do you feel? I'm very proud of you and the way you handled
your session today. Yes you may speak now, tell me your feelings."

"Well Matt, Sir, I guess the best way to describe how I feel right now would be
ecstatic, I have never cum so many times and so strongly. Thank you so much you
were amazing" Deanne grinned joyfully at me. "When can I see you again?"

I laughed, "You want more already? Sure Deanne I would love to see you again,
but next time I want you to come to my place, to my dungeon."

Oh wow Sir, you have a dungeon? I can't wait to see that." Deanne rose from the
bed, still flushed from her exertions and went to a drawer. She removed an
envelope and handed it to me, "I think this will reimburse you for you travels
and time with me, thank you so much."

I took the envelope as we moved back to the gymnasium for me dress. Deanne
remained nude, flaunting her lovely body at me as she collected my equipment and
placed it in the bag. We kissed once more and I made my way to my car.

"Don't forget to phone me to make a time to see me again will you Deanne?"

"Oh no way I will forget that, bye Matt and thank you so much again, I will see
you soon."

The End?