Saddle fixation

Those who come here from time to time will know I have a kink mild weakness for things equestrian. Even though I'm not a rider. Or even a mucker-outer.

Anyway my husband knows it too, naturally, and has taken advantage of the fact many times over the years. He doesn't particularly share the fascination, I mean he doesn't turn his head when we pass riders on the road or on the chase (unless they're fit looking girls) and he doesn't linger at riding gear displays in stores or any of that sort of thing. But he has taken advantage the rub-on effect such stuff has on me, I won't go into all the detail as this is a short post.

So a couple of days ago he took advantage of it again and surprised even me. You see he made me come while I was across his knee getting spanked and he did it just by talking to me about saddles, 

yes I know it sounds ridiculous and I'm considering seeking medical help because my mind paths must be so muddled, trouble is I liked it. In brief I can't even remember why I was getting spanked but anyway I was, and P had told me I wouldn't be getting any pleasure from it (he sometimes says that intentionally knowing the effect will be the opposite).

When I started wriggling about and trying to position myself to feel his thighs against me or better still his knee, he stopped the spanking and took some velcro from his pocket and tied my legs together tightly just above the knees. Then resumed the spanking and struggle as I may, I couldn't get the friction I wanted. My knickers were still on at this stage, P was enjoying seeing my dilemma I'm sure. Then he started goading me telling me how much more he enjoyed spanking me when he knew I couldn't convert any of it to pleasure..STRUGGLE STRUGGLE....and that he'd spank me harder if I carried on making such a display....WIGGLE  WIGGLE   MOAN......and if I broke his velcro he'd really give it me hard...EXTRA HARD STRUGGLE... and that I really was a naughty girl I didn't deserve to get any pleasure from a spanking, just a very sore bottom, that would be my only pleasure and if I didn't stop making silly noises he'd have to gag me too......MMMM.. EYES POPPING OUT..NNGRRR...STRUGGLE.....then he hit me with it (metaphorically), the equestrian bit.

"I can just imagine your bottom now, upturned over one of those nice leather saddles you fantasise about, and me or perhaps the Master of the Hunt with a nice long whippy riding crop welting your buttocks for not doing your job properly or perhaps being cheeky to some of the clients. I bet that shiny saddle would be getting wet under you wouldn't it, you naughty girl, as you wiggled and writhed under the crop...."

"Oh P stop I'm going to... I need to...."

STRUGGLE...STRAIN....BUCK...URRGGGGHH..."I'm  going to come if you keep saying things..!"

"I won't have you coming over my lap while I'm spanking you, you naughty girl, I'm taking your knickers down..." 

And he did. And I came before I'd received even one spank on the bare, it was strong too. 

God help me if I ever actually get a saddle.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx 

Picture from Sunnygirl.