Bare Bottom Spankings I Prefer to a Spanking Machine

I enjoy bare bottom spankings. And for the most part, I don’t care who gives them to me. Sometimes a girl just enjoys a man spanking her bare ass. Bondage and spanking seem to be my masters favorite things to do. He likes to tie me up with my ass exposed, making it the perfect target for his hands. And for a while, he slowed down on spanking me because of his age.

Arthritis in his hands, made it more challenging to spank me the way he once did. But then he found some new medicine with shark cartilage in it or something like that. And it’s like his hands can spank like a 25-year-old guy again.

Recently, he invested in a spanking machine. I’m sure you’ve heard of a sex machine. A spanking machine operates the same way. But instead of a dildo penetrating my pussy, it smacks your ass at warp speed. The attachment is a wooden handle that spanks me faster, and harder than any human ever could. But I prefer my spanking phone sex delivered by a human being not a mechanical contraption.

I Prefer a Bare Hand on My Ass to a Spanking Machine Any Day

At first, I seemed excited over the idea of a spanking machine. Master ties me up, bends me over the desk or my bed and uses it on me. However, I never thought he would come to rely on it so heavily. And I miss feel of hands smacking my ass. Over the weekend I met him at the office to work on the estate planning for one of his best friends. And when I arrived at the office, I saw not only his best friend but the spanking machine too.

Double trouble I thought. Feeling both a spanking machine and his friend’s bare hands on my ass while I typed up and the estate plan. Master wanted to show his old friend his new toy. I bent over the desk, wearing only a garter belt to frame my bubble butt, and I continued to type up the plan while master showed his friend how his new toy works on his old whore.

Master’s friend wanted to see how fast and how hard the machine could go. And with no warning, he turned it on its highest setting. The machine spanked the skin off my ass. With that sort of speed and force, my head kept banging against the wall.

A Spanking Machine Left My Ass Looking Like Raw Hamburger Meat

Although I am a seasoned whore with a high threshold for pain, I could feel the skin breaking on my ass. Master tried to slow the machine down, but his friend would not let him. His friend waited another 10 minutes before turning the machine off. By that time, my ass looked and felt like raw hamburger meat. I couldn’t even sit to finish typing up the estate plan.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to finish my assignment with a battered, bloodied and bruised ass. The love that this submissive whore felt initially for that spanking machine quickly dissipated with use from the wrong person. I might gave myself a concussion from banging my head against the wall for a solid 15 minutes. After master’s friend left, master gave me a bath to soothe my ass. He apologized for his friend’s zealous behavior.

So, this slave now nurses a mangled ass. And I developed a love-hate relationship with modern technology. I love that a machine can you give me the intense spankings master once could. But I hate that same technology can also be used to destroy and obliterate the flesh on my ass too