Spanked and Utterly Dominated in Bed

After having binged all of Phil's content I could find when writing Overbarrel Tribute, I was naturally very horny and very much wanting to be spanked and dominated, just like this "unfortunate" young woman:

From Growing Pains Episode 8

I shared with David some of the Overbarrel toons. We had looked at them together and talked a bit about them. He commented on how hard the girls were being spanked, and how they were kicking and screaming near the end of their spankings. Surely I did not want it that hard? (he said that facetiously). I told him of course I did not want to get spanked at all, much less spanked that hard, but that it was the man's decision after all, and it turned me on that they seemed to know how hard their women needed it... "I see..." he replied with a smile and a shake of his head. So I was 'kinda hoping he took the hint, although he did not do anything then and there.

On Saturday we were sitting together on the couch watching some show or other.

"I'm horny..." I told him.

"Ha!" he said, "you're always horny."

He reached out his hand and he started rubbing my pussy over my pants. I spread my legs for him and pushed my pelvis up into his hand. He touched all the right places on me: "yes," I said, moaning. He kept that up for a minute or so. My pussy was tingling and I felt the characteristic "flow" down there, some combination of engorging blood and slick wetness to my vagina.

David knows my moods. And he knows that when I'm begging for it like this I want him to be Dommy. If I'm scening him, I'm not writhing like a little slut under his fingers first.

"I'll need to shave and shower," he said, feeling his rough stubble with his hands. When he goes down on me if he has such rough stubble it hurts and I can't get off... Also, it's pandemic (and Saturday), so he had not shaved or showered yet today.

"ok," I said.

He turned off the TV and said, "come up in five minutes." He left to shave and shower. Yipee! Julie was gettin' some (hopefully dommy) lovin' from her man.

When I got upstairs he was just in his jeans, no shirt, shaving. I got another tingle and gush seeing him shave. Him shaving turns me on. Especially this time of day, when the reason he shaves is to give me an orgasm! I'm like Pavlov's dogs, except instead of salivating I wet my pussy at the sight of my man shaving in the afternoon/evening. He then stripped off and went into the shower. I snuck into the bathroom where there's a drawer with my lingerie and stuff. I went ruffling through it. I picked out my teeny tiny UFC ring girl outfit!

I don't fill it out quite so well as a certain Miss Brittney Palmer here, but it was still cute and my butt cheeks were covered (uncovered?) about like hers are here.

I went to lie on the bed, over the covers, waiting for David to come out. I could hear the shower going off, him towelling himself. Hairbrushing. Deoderant. Then jeans going back on, and shirt going back on. I was hyper-sensitive to all this. His jeans going back on meant I was getting a spanking!

He came out with wet but brushed hair, his jeans on, and his shirt on but not buttoned. He caught sight of me in my ring girl outfit. "Very cute," he commented. I was looking hopeful.

"Come here," he said, beckoning me out of bed. As soon as I stood up he took my arm in his hand and made me face the wall. "Hands on your head," he told me, smiling. Heart was beating fast. Pussy was gushing. It was starting!

He felt up my tits and my low ass cheeks. He gave my cheeks little pats - almost spanks. He squeezed my tits harder through the material, and pinched my nipples hard. He grabbed my ass and squeezed and then spanked. Spankings getting harder now.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me? Are you going to do what you're told in bed?" he asked.

"yes," I said, deliberately curt.

He SMACKED my ass! "Yes SIR!" he told me.

"Yes Sir! Yes Sir! I'll do what I'm told, Sir!" I hastily answered. Oh my gosh! This was exactly what I wanted.

He went to sit on the side of the bed, and pulled me over towards him. I lowered my hands and he admonished me to keep them on my head.

He reached his hands out to my shorts and he unfastened the little belt and slowly lowered them to mid thigh, exposing my very bare (and slightly puffy I could feel) pussy to his view.

Given that this episode was inspired by Phil, As a further tribute, I found a toon that is most representative of this spanking (Another Level). The woman is so pretty and sexy in that toon, I want to be her! With apologies to Phil, I used my mad Photoshop skills (not really!) to change up some of the dialog to make it match my Saturday spanking.

I felt like her, and had the same thoughts:

Overbarrel From Another Level (modified)

Immediately he let them go, my ring girl shorts fell to my ankles. He pulled me down and across his knees so my feet were on the ground but my chest and head were on the bed. He rubbed his hand all over my exposed bottom cheeks. Like this girl, I  presented my bottom as submissively as I could.

Then he started in spanking me.

I always have similar thoughts during my spankings. Little girl thoughts about being punished by Daddy.

The spanking went on and while it started fairly gently it became quite hard. The pretext was him making sure I would be submissive in bed. In fact, I only enjoy being submissive in bed if I've been thoroughly dominated beforehand. So we would see if my husband was up to the task.

The spanking intensified, and I started promising...

As he spanked I kicked my little ring girls shorts clean off. Like the girl above, I was getting a bit frantic as well. He was really spanking me!

Ok. it now definitely qualified as a hard spanking. Ouch! I started channelling the women in the toons and began struggling and crying out. It came easily given the circumstances. What I have found is that you can just lie there and take it stoically, but the emotional engagement is much higher if you "pretend" to feel it more, and you let yourself go. Then you get into that, and it just keeps coming out very naturally, and then you don't need to pretend, it becomes hyper real.

He was going hard and fast. He had read those Overbarrel toons alright, and gotten the message about how I craved to be treated. But I was determined I WAS NOT going to safeword out of the very spanking I had asked for!

Instead, perhaps foolishly, I shot my hand back there and I bent my legs at the knees so he couldn't spank me anymore. Ha! Impenetrable defence!

What did he do? He gently twisted my arm behind my back and he threw one leg over the backs of both of mine. Uh Oh!

And then he... just... kept... spanking... me!

I was so helpless with my legs pinned and my arm where it was. I literally could not get away. And I guess he was a little put out at having to control me like that, because the spanks actually got harder. And I was not safewording, so I was getting exactly what I had asked for. A full on disciplinary spanking to put me into a most submissive state of mind.

"Are you going to do what I tell you to do in bed?" he asked me as he continued spanking me.

"YES SIR! YES SIR!" I yelled out, the tears starting to come now. Would he stop spanking me because of my tears?

"Well let's just make sure," he said.

"NO! NO! PLEASE! AWWWW! WAAAAAA! I'LL BE GOOD! I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT! I'LL DO ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT! PLEASE!!!!"

Surely he would stop now!

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Oh my gosh, but I was one screamin' little wife by the time he landed his last smack. Thank goodness we live in a fully detached home, or the neighbours would have for sure called the cops due to all the wife-screaming!

I lay there across his lap sobbing, sniffling, and red-faced (and red-bottomed of course). I guess it was exactly what I had asked for. Showing him those cartoons really clarified for him what I wanted. I wanted to be frantic. I wanted to be owned. I wanted a nice pair of red shorts painted onto my bum.

He took his leg off me and let go of my arm. I thought my spanking was over, but not quite. He re-positioned himself and guided me so that I was straddling his left knee, with my toes just barely touching the ground. He licked his own fingers and he slapped them down gently onto my vagina. Ummmmm! He then moved his hand all around down there, over my lips, over my clit, into my cunt. I was soooo wet for him!

"After a spanking like that," he said incredulously, "and your pussy is still soaking wet, you little minx."

"I'm sorry, Sir," I said. Guilty as charged.

"No need to apologize," he said. "I like you hot and wet."

He gave me more gentle smacks to my lower bum cheeks, alternating with gropes of my pussy and finger fuckings.

"Go on, hump my leg," he said.

Ohhhhh. I tried to grind my clit into his jeans-covered thigh. His thigh was hard and his pants were rough.

"It's too hard," I complained.

SWAT!

Oh shit! I had disobeyed without even thinking about it. Honestly, it was not a deliberate bratting. It just came out. He re-started my spanking!

"I'm sorry Sir!" I said, and I started grinding my clit into him despite the discomfort. I arched and curled and arched and curled repeatedly while straddling my husband's knee getting spanked.

"That's it," he said encouragingly, as I made a lewd show of humping his thigh: presenting pussy, grinding in, presenting pussy, grinding in, trying to show him I was an obedient wife! It wasn't about to get me off, because legit his thigh was too hard and his pants were too rough. But I did feel like a complete and total submissive slut being made to do that.

"I'm going to get your pants wet, Sir," I said.

"Well, I guess you'll have laundry to do before bedtime, in that case."

Ooooh.

He stood me back up again, with my hands back on my head. My bum was soooo sore and my pussy felt rubbed raw. He untied my little ring girl top and bared my breasts to him.

With me standing there he undressed to naked and lounged back onto the bed. He was very hard. He told me to put his cock in my mouth and suck.

I did so. With alacrity!

He took the back of my head and pushed me deeper down onto his cock. "I'm seeing improvements," he encouraged me. Gwa Gwa Gwa Gwa.

He pulled me off his cock and brought me up level with him. He started kissing me on my mouth as he fondled my sore ass. I could feel his tongue poking into my mouth. He pulled back and said, "I want that mouth fully open and inviting when I put my tongue into it!" He came back in for a kiss and I fully opened my mouth and moved my tongue out of the way so he had full access.

He pulled out and said, "that's better."

Next he said, "I'm going to go down on you, and push my tongue deep into your pussy, but every now and then I'm coming back up for a kiss, and I expect that mouth nice and warm and inviting. Do you understand?"

"Ohhhh... I have to taste myself, Sir?" I asked.

"Yes you do," he said, "and if there's any complaints, or if I sense the least lack of enthousiasm for my tongue in your mouth, I'm going to beat your ass with my belt until you're howling. Do you understand that?"

"Yes Sir!" I said quickly. I did not want a belt whipping just now!

"Do you believe me, Julie? Do you believe I would whip your ass like that at the slightest little provocation? Do you think I'm capable of that?"

"Yes Sir! You would whip my ass, Sir!"

"And you would take it, wouldn't you? For as long and as hard as I choose to give it to you."

"yes sir," I said quietly.

"Would you safeword out?"

"No Sir! Never."

"No you wouldn't, so you'd just have to take every last stroke I choose to give you, and I'm sure you don't want that right now, so you better behave like a good little girl and do as you're told. Now how are you going to behave?"

"like a good little girl, Sir."

"And what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to do as I'm told, Sir."

With that he straightened me out on the bed, face up, put a pillow under my hips, and went down on me. OMG!!!! It felt so good.

My pussy was so ready for his soft wet tongue despite it's earlier rough treatment. He grabbed my pussy lips and pulled them hard apart. He stuck his tongue deep up into my cunt. He then let go and came beside me. He pinned my arms above my head and he kissed me and I opened my mouth completely to him.

His tongue went all around inside of me. tangy. He went back down and he made me repeat that a number of times. each time I eagerly opened my mouth for him with complete submissiveness. I only like being this submissive when I've been appropriately mastered first, which I felt I had been.

David stuck two fingers into me and rubbed my G-spot. When I get highly aroused it comes out to play. For me it's like a small rectangular textured "sponge". That combined with the clit licking I was getting was bringing me rapidly to the edge.

Before I came, he turned me over onto my side into the fetal position, and jammed a doubled-up pillow between my knees. Oh no! This was my position and he knew it, the one I always cum in when placed into it. With one hand between my legs he pressed up into my pelvic bone. With his other hand he toyed at the entrance to my pussy. With his tongue he directly licked my clit. Every now and then he would shove his finger in and drag it across my G-spot, then go back out and toy at the entrance.

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!

I started to cum. He sensed it and pulled his hand out and gave me a very sharp smack to my ass, then plunged his finger back into my pussy towards my G-spot.

Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

He did that several times keeping me on the edge of my orgasm, riding the waves. Slapping my ass, fingering my G-spot, licking my clit. Pushing on me.

"Please, please please!!!!" I begged.

"want do you want?" he asked me between tongue flicks.

"Please may I cum Sir? Please!?!"

"You may," he said, and dove back in and very thoroughly finished the job. I spasmed my whole body and screamed at the top of my lungs as I had the most ridiculously intense orgasm of my entire life, bar none. I know I keep saying that, but damn!

I was done! Wrung out and floppy.

I just lay there as he re-positioned himself into the spooning position, and inserted his cock into my pussy.

I was extremely sensitive but I didn't say anything as he fucked me, viciously mauling my tits with his hands as he did so, until he injected his hot cum deep into my greedy whorish cunt.

That was one of the most intense spankings I received in my life, combined with the most intense and complete domination I received in my life, and the result was the most intense orgasm of my life. Is that a coincidence, I wonder?

There's something so primal in me that craves to be dominated by a man like this. Phil's images really made me realize that in a way I had not before. So thank you, Phil, for being responsible for egging my husband on and him therefore giving me the spanking I truly needed, and for giving me such an amazing orgasm! Love Julie.