Page 5 of Any Which Way

We kiss, hard and messy. Brynn tries to chase my lips as I stand to my full height, pouting when she doesn’t get her way.

“Don’t be sad. It’s time for your favorite part.”

With that, I leave her staring ahead at the club goers who have gathered nearby to watch.

The first few hits land on top of her bodysuit. Nevertheless, Brynn flinches a bit with each one, acclimating to the weight and feeling of the wood against her skin.

I slide a hand over her ass and between her legs, using the moment to equally tease Brynn’s pussy while unsnapping the three buttons holding back all her smooth skin from my hands, my tools, my marks .

Finally, I have her bare bottom and her glistening cunt on display. Brynn’s tail hangs loose to the side, just waiting to be used as a soft treat between blows of the wooden paddle.

Striking without warning, the first hit lands on the left side of her ass. I watch in awe as her skin ripples around the wood, as the naturally tan skin of my wife pinkens. It’s like the first time.

Every. Single. Time.

I fall into a rhythm, spanking and praising Brynn as she twists and turns with each blow I land.

I pay attention to the places that make her squirm when I don’t hear her repeating mantras of self-praise and reward her with gentle touches and soft kisses along her now fully reddened backside when each completed phrase reaches my ears.

Kai joins the small crowd standing off to the side, waiting for permission to enter our space.

I love that he respects both of us enough to understand that despite all three of us having equal say in our dynamics, entering a scene without permission goes beyond the limits of any dynamic and crosses into potentially unsafe behavior.

It’s easy to assume everyone holds the same regard for personal safety both in and outside of kink settings, but with nearly two decades in the lifestyle, I’ve seen things that I only wish I could forget when it comes to lack of safety and personal boundaries.

But with Brynn spread out in front of me like a feast and one more toy to play with, I urge Kai over, loving the rare opportunity we get to play together in a space with actual furniture designed for our flavor of adult activity.

“What do you have going on with our girl?” He drops a kiss to my lips before walking around to stand in front of Brynn.

In the past, I always assumed in settings where the three of us played together, that Kai defaulted to me since I was older and had more years in the lifestyle.

Now, as I think about the new roles we’ll be taking with each other in a few short days, I wonder if that has more to do with the secret side of himself he’s been missing for years.

Fingers dancing over the implements, I choose my final toy of the night.

Nearly two feet long and polished red, the fiberglass cane has a thick rubber handle for easy gripping.

Brynn might love it for the heavy thud as it lands against her body. Different from most rattan canes, it’s sturdy and packs a wallop. But what I love most are the beautiful marks it leaves behind.

“Nine tonight, Brynn. Do you know why?”

“One for every time I spoke poorly about myself in front of you since I last promised I wouldn’t do it, Mistress.”

I smile at her response despite knowing she can’t see my face. It’s an improvement over the last time we were here. And that time had been an improvement on the time before. Lightly, I drag the black tip of the cane over her body. Preparing her without letting her know exactly when I’ll strike.

“That’s right, Brynn. You are so worthy of the love that you attract.

You are beautiful exactly as you are. Look at everyone watching you.

I’m sure they can all see it. Now focus on Kai and count out loud for me.

When we’re done here, we’ll go home and take care of that aching backside before we handle the other ache that’s low and deep in your belly.

You feel it, don’t you? The ache you know will only go away when one of the two of us is buried deep inside you? ”

Despite her loose and pliant body now closely resembling a ragdoll, Brynn manages to nod.

And with that, I land the first of the last nine strikes across the middle of both of her cheeks. Immediately, Brynn bucks against the restraints, and I’m glad I had the wherewithal to cuff her to the bench.

“One!” she screams.

The next two come in quick succession—one to the top and bottom of where the first fell.

We continue with four and five, her voice breaking as the tears begin to flow.

Brynn’s voice is hoarse on the next. “Six!”

Her ass is gloriously red. Striped like a candy cane I want to take between my teeth and bite. I already can’t wait to watch as the bruises change, a kaleidoscope of colors only for the sacred few to see.

“Three more, baby. Remember this feeling next time you want to talk badly about yourself. Here we go.”

I lay them over her ass one right after the next, my cane staying in place until the last number leaves her lips on nothing more than a sobbed, “Nine.”

With tender touches, I massage Brynn’s thighs, watching as the last dregs of adrenaline leave her body. I uncap a bottle of soothing lotion, preparing to provide a small bit of aftercare before we leave the club for the short drive home, but Kai stops me at the last moment.

“Go give her the words she needs to hear. I’ve got this.”

Quickly, I drop my forehead to his. “I don’t know how, but I think I manage to fall in love with you more every day.”

We work in tandem. Kai massages Brynn’s wrists and ankles as he uncuffs each one before tending to her tender backside.

Finally, he finishes by clasping her bodysuit and covering her with a warm blanket.

The entire time, I shower Brynn with words of affirmation and kisses over every inch of her tear-stained face, instilling in her even a fraction of the beauty I see in her each and every day.

And when we fall asleep in a pile of limbs hours later, all of us are sated, our bodies heavy and well used from expressing love.

I can’t help but let my mind wander to what exactly is about to change, excited to see the version of both of my partners that will bloom over the next few weeks, and even more excited to love them into the next season of their lives.