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I woke on Saturday morning and immediately bent over to inspect the damage done to my poor bottom. Seven stripes were clearly visible and although the pain had faded, they were still painful to touch. I ran my fingers along the marks and became aroused at the memory of the previous evening. Vivien was the dominant woman of my dreams. My mind wandered forward to next week would I be made to sit on the stool of shame, and would she use a strap-on? Fear, shame, and excitement all competed for my attention.The rest of the weekend passed with my mind constantly thinking about Vivien. It was extremely hard to concentrate on anything. On Sunday evening I received an e-mail from Fiona breaking off our relationship. I was surprised she did not have the courage to do this in person but not surprised that it had ended. An hour later I received an e-mail from Vivien telling me she still expected to see me on Friday, even though my relationship with her daughter had ended. She reminded me that I would not like Fiona to know what she had seen me doing when she had caught me spanking my bottom and sniffing her daughters’ dirty panties. Although she was right, I would not have wanted Fiona to know our secret. I would have visited Vivien in any case, despite my fear, there was also considerable excitement. The week dragged by, and work was a chore and I found it hard to concentrate kaçak iddaa but Friday finally arrived. On Friday I received a text from Vivien, reminding me not to be late but also that I needed to bring a condom with me. The thought of what the condom was to be used for filled me with dread. I have toyed with my anus on occasion and do enjoy the feeling, but that is as far as it has ever gone. Having seen the phallus attached to the stool of shame last week I could not imagine what it would feel like being inserted into my back passage. Would she also use a strap-on as she had promised? What would that feel like? I did however go to the pharmacy at lunchtime and buy a packet of condoms. I left work early and went home to bathe, shave, and make myself presentable. I spent longer than usual making sure the whole of my backside was clean. I left in plenty of time, I did not want to be late. Fear was taking over my emotions as I drove across town. I knocked on her front door at five to seven and was met by Vivien. “I do like punctuality; it does show respect.”I was let into the hall. “Go into the office and remove all your clothing, place the condom on the desk, then stand facing the desk and wait for me.”I entered the office and the first thing I saw was the stool of shame, it had a bright red phallus attached. This was smaller than the one I had seen last kaçak bahis week; it was about four inches long with a reasonable girth. I did not think my heart rate could increase, I was wrong, my heart was hammering in my chest. I undressed quickly and stood as requested. There was a towel neatly folded on the desk I placed the condom on this as instructed. My penis was starting to get erect; I would be lying if I said none of this was exciting. Vivien entered and took her seat. “This seems to excite you, am I right?”“I am both terrified and excited at the same time,” I answered honestly.“What did I say was going to happen here today?” I was asked.“You are going to complete my caning.”“Is that all? I thought I had mentioned other things or was I mistaken?” “You also said I was to sit on the stool of shame and that you would use a strap-on.” My cock twitched.Vivien noticed this and smiled. “Has anything like this happened to you previously?”“No, nothing of the sort.” My mouth and throat were getting dry.“But you would like it too, am I correct?”“I have been thinking about it all week.”“Let us begin. I would like you to put the condom on the phallus this is the first step to prepare it for entry.”With shaking hands, I picked up the condom and removed it from the packet. I stepped over to the phallus and knelt to do as I had been told. Up close it was very realistic, illegal bahis it had a large head and a veined shaft. I could only imagine what this would feel like entering me. I peeled the condom over the crown of the phallus and rolled it down to cover the full length. “You may like to use this,” Vivien said. She was holding a white plastic container. “It is lube, if you want to coat the dildo it will ease its passage.”I took the bottle squeezed a generous handful and coated the phallus. “Stand before the desk and bend over and rest your chest on its surface.” I did as requested. Vivien took a pair of black PVC gloves from her top drawer. She slowly put these on taking her time over each finger to ensure a snug fit. I was fascinated by what she was doing. “Do you like my hands in these?”“Yes,” I answered honestly. “That is the right answer, now reach behind and hold your buttocks open for me.I did as I was asked. I was feeling very exposed holding myself like this. Vivien stood and walked behind me.“I need to lubricate you.” With this, I felt the bottle of lube at the top of my crack, and then I felt the lube running down the valley between my buttocks. As the flow reached my anus, Vivien’s finger pushed against my back passage. I clenched to resist her probing. “You will relax,” Vivien said in a tone that suggested I had better do as instructed. Her finger slowly entered me, I breathed out and tried to get used to the feeling. She pushed her finger right up my rear passage and then finger fucked my arse. This was not unpleasant once I got over the shock.
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