Ashlie and Daniel were still getting to know each other. On this date, they were indulging in one of Daniel’s passions, not just sailing, which he loved, but the history of sailing. They were touring a 300-year-old frigate tall ship.
The ship was set up with many displays and information plaques. Daniel demonstrated his knowledge by answering Ashley's questions about the ship, its crew, and their lives at sea. Ashlie was fascinated by how many men it took a warship of this size to sail and fight. How could so many men be crammed into the space they were viewing?
Her fantasy took flight at the thought of one hundred men swinging in hammocks with their asses bumping together when the ship rocked. A girl could have such fun! She had to ask,
“What did they do about sex?”
“Buggery was punishable by hanging, so there was little male-to-male action. The crew was never allowed ashore for fear of desertion. If the Captain let them out of discipline, ‘wives’ would come aboard, and they would fuck right here where they ate and slept.”
Ashlie heard the word discipline, and her mind wandered into new thoughts. Being disciplined was something she enjoyed. She hadn’t discussed this aspect of her sexuality with Daniel yet.
Daniel saw Ashlie take on a sensual pose. He misinterpreted it as her thinking of wild exhibition orgies. He wouldn’t spoil her thoughts with the realities of a sailor’s hard life, the cheap whores they could afford, and the bits of privacy they would rig. He liked her horny!
They strolled further down the gun deck to where there were tiny berths for the warranted sailors. Looking into the Bosun’s berth, Ashlie spotted a small red bag hanging on a peg.
“What’s the red bag for?”
“It contains the Cat o’ nine tails. The red color helps hide blood stains.”
“What the heck is a cat of nine tails, and why would there be blood?”
“It’s a type of whip. It has nine strands of cord with rows of knots. It is used to flog an offender’s back. Each strike of the back is called a lash. If enough lashes are ordered, the offender’s back will bleed.”
Daniel’s description caused Ashlie to shiver. Again, Daniel misinterpreted her body language.
“These were hard men. It took hard punishment to keep them in line.”
Ashlie decided to take the plunge. She made moon eyes at Daniel and said softly,
“I’d love to be flogged!”
Daniel’s eyes got big as he processed what he heard. Then he smiled and felt his cock getting big too. He drew Ashlie into a long, lingering kiss. She returned the kiss with interest. Her gamble paid off. Daniel seemed to accept the idea of her wanting to be flogged. He ended the kiss with a light nip on her neck. He whispered confidentially into her ear.
“You know, they would gather the crew to witness, tie the offender immobile, and cut the clothing off of him!”
Ashlie continued to shiver at the thoughts of public exposure, humiliation, bondage, and punishment. He ended his lecture with a slap on her rump. Ashlie squealed with delight.
“We need to end this tour. There are better things we could be doing and discussing.” Daniel insisted.
Ashlie agreed. She dragged Daniel down the gangway in her hurry to be home. She distracted his driving on the way to her place with a hand in his crotch. This earned her a couple of stern warnings about her behavior. His cock never diminished.
When her front door closed behind them, Daniel pinned her to it. He freed his cock through his fly, yanked down her stretch pants, and took her hard and fast right there in the entry. Her emotions afire, Ashlie came fast. Daniel pounded out his release shortly after that.
Their lust satisfied, Daniel led her to the couch and opened the discussion about her desire to be punished. They talked about what turned her on and off-limits actions. They agreed on a trigger word to start a punishment scene and a safe word to end it immediately. Daniel admitted to enjoying punishing the willing. Ashlie admitted to being naughty to signal her need to be disciplined.
There is no time like the present, Daniel thought.
“Attend,” he stated in a commanding tone.
Ashlie assumed a submissive pose.
“Yes, Daniel,” she replied.
“Turn off all the lights, open the drapes, and stand before me,” he ordered.
Ashlie went to work. Her front window looked down into the pool court, leaving her living room in a cool, shimmering light. She stood before Daniel, trembling, with her hands held behind her.
“Strip!” He simply stated.
It was late evening, so her apartment complex was quiet. Still, her mind burned with the thought of somebody walking past her window or glancing in from another apartment. She had no choice. She had to obey regardless of the risk.
When she revealed her breasts to Daniel, she felt her clit throb. Pulling her pants off, she was now fully exposed. Worst yet, her arousal had their combined sex fluids seeping down her thighs, allowing anyone to know how nasty she was.
“Playing with my cock while I drive through heavy traffic is dangerous.”
“Yes, Daniel.”
“I’m going to spank you until you understand the danger! Lie across my knees.”
“Yes, Daniel.”
She draped herself with her buttocks centered on his knees. She stretched out so that just her fingertips and toes touched the floor. Daniel loved the sight of his slender girlfriend displayed before him. Her dark tan contrasted the thin white strips from the tiny bikinis she preferred. He could feel her trembling in anticipation. Her pussy was swollen open, and her clit was on prominent display.
Daniel reached down and spread their fluids around like he was applying sunscreen. Ashlie pushed back against his hand, trying and failing to encourage him to brush up against her clit.
“I begin”
He slapped her on the ass. She didn’t react. He set a slow pace and never slapped the same spot. He increased the pressure until she jerked in response. Her tan hid any early redness. He was well into it before he noticed her bottom taking on a pink hue.
Ashlie was in heaven. Daniel had found the correct striking pressure to send the pain deep into her. She thought about the loud slaps and how they would alert her neighbors to what a kinky slut she was. Suddenly, she climaxed violently. She contorted herself around her lover.
Daniel gave her a few more slaps to prolong her release. When her spasms subsided, he pushed her to the floor. He pulled out his throbbing cock and demanded, “Suck me off!”
Ashlie found her bottom too tender to sit on. She stayed on her knees and rested her breasts on Daniel’s thighs to get his cock into her mouth. This placed her ass in the air on full display. Daniel took advantage of this to lean forward and rake his nails across her hot spots. This drove her forward and deeper onto his cock.
Daniel pulled her buttocks apart.
“Now anybody walking by will see this cock lover’s sopping pussy!”
Ashlie sucked extra hard on Daniel’s cockhead, triggering his orgasm.
When he finished, he got up and closed the drapes. He undressed and led her to bed. They cuddled together in a sated warmth until sleep took them.
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A package was at her door when Ashlie arrived home on Wednesday evening. Once inside her apartment, Ashlie noticed a rose-tinted envelope attached to the package. The envelope was addressed to her. She pulled it free of the package and opened it to find a letter inside.
~ Attend ~
