BDSM Advent

The Sunday of Advent – Bondage

Second Sunday of Advent – Pony Play

Third Sunday of Advent – Pink

Fourth Sunday of Advent – Eve

A few years ago, we celebrated Advent in a BDSM way and absolutely loved it. Traditionally, the first Sunday of Advent is a time for Atonement and confession. Therefore, we began the morning with me on my knees confessing to Milord everything that I had failed to do, everything I fantasized about doing, and everything I adored doing – or having done to me.

The kneeling was difficult, because even confession should be an opportunity for atonement, and so Milord spread a thick layer of uncooked rice on the floor for me to knee on. He also warned me not to rush the confession, so I took my time. After 10 minutes, I was near tears.

Milord helped me to stand then, before an open window, pulled up an armless chair and began my punishment. He began spanking and after a few smacks, I heard cheering! Three delivery guys were watching us in abject approval!! I wanted to die!!! Milord, however, shouted down to the men that they were more than welcome to enjoy the show. In fact, he added, their presence would help to humble his willful wife!!

Readily, they agreed. I tried to control my squeals so as not to give the men any more entertainment that they were already getting, but Milord used a strong hand. Soon, I was kicking and screaming, my face covered in tears and snot. Finally, it was over.

But my Atonement was not.

“Now, you will lie on the window sill and suck my cock to show your gratitude. Keep it up until I come. Of course, I’m going to pull out and spray over your body since only good wives are allowed to swallow. Today, you are atoning for all of your sins, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Milord,” I murmured.

I gave one quick glance to the men below before obeying.

“Do a good job, love. Otherwise, I’ll let those horny men down there come up and do the same. They will first spank you then fuck your mouth. Finally, each one will spray his cum all over your body. Would you like that?”

I shook my head no, my eyes wide and begging.

“Then again, if I decide that is what you deserve, you’ll do it, won’t you.”

I closed my eyes. I could say no and he would accept that. But this was Advent and time for Atonement.

I opened my eyes and nodded yes.

Milord pulled out of my mouth, covering my breasts in his hot cum, cheered on from the men below. He looked down at me for a moment, then called out to the men. Today, apparently, I would be atoning for much.

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