SSC '07 The Blackstrap (F/M) Someone Else's Kink

(To the best of my knowledge I have never been rude to Kass and after writing this story things will certainly stay that way. Actually this is not my kink but Kass takes such obvious pleasure from it that it makes the idea almost appealing or at least nearly borderline tolerable. At least I got her approval before using her name.)

The Blackstrap
by Daniel, Apple Cheeked Boy

As soon as he says it he knows it's a mistake, and already too late.

"You know what I think?" Kass asks as soon as the woman in front of them moves out of earshot. "I think you need the black strap treatment."

"Oh no," he protests immediately. "Not that. I didn't mean it that way at all."

"I know how you meant it. That's enough till we get home."

When they do get home, she moves to put the groceries away. "Get yourself ready." At the kitchen table he removes his shoes, pants, and briefs as she gets out the big saucepan.

"Now, baby, I don't need all that," he complains uselessly.

"Hush. You were rude to me, and in public. That's a double dose for you." She starts warming the milk before retrieving a long broad black leather strap from their bedroom closet. Pulling out a chair, she points to the seat. "Forehead."

His legs are spread wide and he can watch her move between them. "Please, baby," he begs. "I'm already sorry and I hate this so bad."

"Badly. That's why it works. Now I need one more thing, what is it?"

"The blackstrap," he admits.

"Ah yes, just the thing for rude mouths," she purrs, moving toward the pantry. "Think this'll make you cramp much?" she asks, showing him the blackstrap molasses.

"It's the worst, even a little," he promises. "I don't see how this is appropriate."

"But?"

"But you're the boss and if you say I need an enema and a strapping session then I guess I'll get one."

"Perfect." She folds the molasses into the warm milk, testing the temperature. Soon she has the bag out and filled. "Ready?" she asks, working the nozzle, graciously greased, inside.

"Not too much, please, okay? I don't like this, not at all."

"You'd be more convincing without this hard-on," she notes, very unfairly massaging his balls and yanking his dick like she's milking a cow. Then she massages his abdomen, moving the fluid up and around. The cramps twinge though he knows they're only beginning. He is full to bursting long before she's done. Kass rubs his butt with satisfaction.

"Can't expect you to hold that," she says of his obvious distress, lubing a very long, graduated butt-plug. "Maybe this will help."

"Oh God this hurts," he says of the rolling cramps.

"Does it?" she taunts, tugging again. She gives him a hard smack with the strap. "Does this hurt, too? Does it make you sorry? Which one hurts worse?"

"It does, it does, I don't know," he tries to answer between stripes and cramps.

"Do you think you'll do better next time? Or won't you know until I'm done?" Even when he's babbling her questions continue.

Afterward, when he's released, he complains, "Great. Now I'll have gas the rest of the day." Dairy's effect on the colon.

Handing him the shears she points to the back door. "Better cut some switches. We want to be ready."

A well-done femdom story with other kinky elements as well.  Much is left to the readers imagination, but the ending is enticing.

I like this one.  Maybe inside I sadistically like Kass and her own sadism towards the little masochistic boys, but well, this is well written, comical, and just a good story.  I wasn't much for the male character but well, what can I say, I prefer them doing the spanking. As far as F/M goes, this one is excellent.  Would love to see a longer version someday!

Heh, a few unexpected twists here, and a really nicely written domestic discipline scene as well. This is one of the better F/M stories I've seen this year I think. The dialogue was interesting and believable and the plot was not predictable.(Clearly blackstrap has more than one meaning!)

Overall a very good story, especially when you take into account the category! It's very hard to do this good of a job on something that is not your passion!

This was a fun read, although Apple Cheeked Boy had best be careful about tweaking naughty tops.

There are all sorts of theories of what makes a story a *story*, rather than just a description of a sequence of events. One thing that's often proposed is that story = events + significance. No matter what the events, their 'storiness' lies in how significant they are, in context.

This is a compelling read, captured very well mostly in entirely believeable and squirmy dialogue. It feels like eavesdropping on a real-life scene. Unfortunately, one of the ways it feels like a real-life scene is that it's not clear that the events have any particular significance for the characters. (Which isn't to say that they're not *powerful*, just not especially significant in this case.) Part of the narrative is that this has happened before, perhaps many times, and will most likely happen again many times. So, why is *this* time significant? Why is this time worth telling about? I'm not sure that the story itself provides an answer to that, and it's a weakness.