The Milkshake Maker

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I was ready for bed in my usual nighttime attire:  Over-sized T-shirt,
nothing underneath and socks.  I went to tell hubby good night and saw
my favorite chenille blanket laying in the middle of the floor.  When I
bent over to pick it up, an earthquake hit between my legs.  My scream
was no doubt heard the next block over.  Hubby was attacking me with a
new toy.  A big, shiny vibrator that was too powerful to be pleasant.

He wrestled me facedown on the floor, got my hands behind my back and
sat on them.  He put the vibrator at the base of my skull.  Had it been
at a lower setting, that might have been pleasant but it was on brain
scrambling high. I opted to use my standard safeword, "Knock it the
hell off!" and he moved it down my spine.  That felt nice, despite my
hands being smashed and being a little short of breath.  He shifted
around so I could breathe and attacked my nether region again.

I believe that if you put a scoop of ice cream and some milk in a
glass, and then put that vibrator in the glass, it would make a
milkshake for you.  It's that powerful.  He put it in the crevice of my
bottom and it felt like I was goosed 20 times in 10 seconds.  Then he
flipped me over and started torturing my pussy.  A light touch was
bearable but when he pressed it against my clit, I screamed.  He
pressed it against my pelvic bone and I felt compelled to use my
safeword again.

Obviously delighted with my response, he called me a big baby.  He
pulled my legs up and held them, stuffed the vibrator between my thighs
and started spanking my bare bottom.  The sensation from the toy was so
powerful that I almost didn't notice the spanking.  He had to stop
spanking intermittently when the vibrator threatened to slip back onto
the floor or forward onto me. I had become somewhat accustomed to the
strong vibration, so the toy was slick with my juices and would not
stay put.  Naturally, he blamed me.

He told me to hold it in position for the remainder of the spanking or
he would get the rubber strap.  That strap scares the heck out of me,
so I complied.  Now, however, I had control of the pressure and chose a
light touch while he continued to smack my backside.  Those very, very
nice sensations soon had me cuming and squealing with delight.  Having
succeeded in his evil deed, he had his wicked way with me.

I didn't realize until later how hard he had been spanking me.  My
bottom was black and blue.  The Meanie!  I have my retaliation planned.
 Tonight I am taking that toy to bed with me, and when he is slumbering
peacefully and least expects it, he's going to find out what a Richter
10 on the cock feels like.  Gonna make me a milkshake.