Belt Whipped and Penetrated Hubby (with photos)

We do not do the "revenge" thing for punishments administered and accepted. However, we do like to keep our kinky life balanced, and my blog somewhat balanced to reflect that, so I asked my husband if he would agree to being belt whipped and then pose for an ass fucking from my strap-on. He agreed, and as a result my big leather belt was coming off!

I find that a lot of things that excite me as a sub also excite me as a top. I'm very transferable that way, and so is my husband. So the prospect of taking my belt off to give him a good whipping, and then ass-fucking him, was exciting to me.

I dressed in a black tank top and my faded ripped jeans with my thick leather belt around my waist. david took the photos of me for this blog post.

Not too threatening,
but looks can be deceiving!

I like a more manly style of dress when I'm being top. I associate the topping energy with the male energy (of which I have plenty). He also associates the submissive energy with the female energy (of which he has plenty).

I made him clean out his own bum (no enema for him - it's not tit for tat) and then come to me in the bedroom.

First, I sat on the end of the bed and took him across my knee for a warmup hand spanking. I teased him verbally how he would be howling once I took my belt off, and then squealing like a girl when I took him in the ass with my strap-on.

I got him up off my lap and then lay him face down over some pillows. I started taking my belt off...

and then slid it out past the loops.

I stood beside him and started his belt whipping. When David belt whips me, he holds back. I feel no need whatsoever to hold back with him, and work up to full force, cracking, stinging blows that has him crying out and flutter-kicking his legs furiously on each stroke. But I didn't go too hard on him in the end, just enough to make my point. I wanted the main event to be his ass fucking.

I got out his new, remote-controlled prostate massager, stuck it into him, and put it on a pre-recorded program ("Make Your Legs Shake").

Making sure he could see my every move, I stripped off my jeans and panties, pulled on a pair of men's size small boxer-briefs, and slipped my strap-on dildo on top of that. I had chosen Big Red for his bum today (a step down from Adam, a step up from Purply). Big Red's head is a bit tough to take.

I walked over beside him, kneeled up on the bed, and made him suck it.

Disgusted by his inability to take a deep mouth fucking without gagging every few seconds, I decided it was time to go to town on his ass.

I went to the end of the bed and I approached him from behind. I lubed him, pulled his cheeks apart and inserted just the tip. I leaned back, got my iPad, and took this photo for you.

This is my husband, david, about to get REAMED out with my big fat cock.

I started fucking him and then posed a second photo of him, this time with my cock buried deeper in him.

See that red ass? I did that. Do you also see how my big fat cock is deep up into his rectum? Ya ha. He's being fucked as if he were a woman.

Unlike when he uses his penis in my ass, my dildo is not warm, is not pliable, and the fucking lasts every bit as long as I want it to last. No "losing control" and spunking. No. He takes it for as long as I choose to give it to him, and that's a good long time.

I quickly get over any objection to the depth of my cock up his ass by repeatedly going deeper, and deeper, and deeper, despite his squirming complaints. Eventually he loosens to it and then I just give it to him. I fuck his little brains out. He's sweating, he's crying out, he's trying to beg off his justly deserved ass fucking. No way. It's a great workout for my ass and pelvic muscles and I treat it as such. David has no ability to fuck me for nearly as long as I fuck him.

"Please! Please! Please Honey! Please!" he begs, begging me to slow down or stop.

"Please what? Please fuck you harder?"

"No! Please! I can't..."

"Oh you better be asking me for it deeper and faster and harder, or it's never going to end."

"Oh shit! Oh please! Fuck me harder! Please fuck me harder?"

"Just harder? Don't you want it deeper and faster also?"

"Yes Ma'am! Please fuck me harder and deeper and faster!"

"Really? Well, OK I guess, you asked for it."

I fucking jack-hammered that ass!

When I eventually ended and pulled out, I was sweating and my heart was beating hard! He was totally rung out. Just collapsed across his pillows. Sweat and tears. Ridden hard. Put away wet.

I took off my strap-on and stripped. I plugged in my Hitachi and mounted his face. I made him eat out my asshole as I pushed the Hitachi onto my clit and came hard, multiple times. I kept ordering him to get that tongue in there, deeper, deeper. Move it around so I can feel it! That's actually super tiring for a weak muscle like his tongue.

I put my Hitachi aside and told him he may masturbate, but with his tongue up my asshole and repeating "I love you" over and over again.

He did as he was told. With his face smothered by my ass and his tongue sticking into my asshole, he mumbled out words I could barely make out as "I WUB WU. I WUB WU. I WUB WU...." and then ejaculated all over his own belly. I dismounted, scooped it up and fed it to him.

Feels nice being Dommy!