Orgasm at Work & Shower Spanking - Report & Payment
Recap:
I lost a game of Battleship to my favorite creeper who ordered me to masturbate at work the number of times, and different places, as replies appeared on my blog announcing this challenge. Being back after such a long hiatus I thought I could skate by. After 14 posts I was forced conceded. Now I had to masturbate to an orgasm at work and then post a picture of myself spanking my bare rear crimson in the shower. He is the required story of my humiliation.
Work Orgasm:
I confess, I was really nervous about this one. I usually don't orgasm when I masturbate and certainly never before at work. Besides the fear of getting caught, I can be quite vocal when I climax, and I wasn't thrilled about the additional penalty for failing again: Posting another pic, this time spanking my breasts with the spoon while wearing a wet t-shirt. I gave this a lot of thought Sunday night and came up with a plan. I do admit to masturbating myself to sleep, though without an orgasm.
On Monday, I put on a very frumpy outfit (long skirt, old blouse, baggy dress jacket) over the most racy thong, bra, garter-belt set of lingerie I own. Grabbing my personally laptop, I put several special things in my largest pocketbook and went to work 45 minutes early. Parking in the remotest part of the parking garage I tried to play with myself in the car, thinking this would technically count. It was a dismal failure. Frustrated, I had to rely on Plan A, knowing that if it didn't work, it would never happen.
I work in a government library and I can do much of my job from a desk in a rather remote part of the building near the stacks so I could somewhat secretly and slowly build up my desires throughout the morning. I put the wood spoon in clear sight on the desk as a constant reminder of what awaited me. To add to the eroticism I resolved every half-an-hour to briefly fondle my breasts. If I forgot, or I got distracted, I would have slap my chest lightly with the spoon fourteen times. By 11:30 AM I had been late once and interrupted twice, once by a rather muscular security officer, which certainly did help the intended mood.
A half-an-hour before lunch I went down into the basement, which I fondly call "the dungeon", with my pocketbook and personal laptop to a desk tucked away in a seldom traveled corner. Slipping a gel-wrist-rest up my skirt I gently rocked myself over it while "working" on my computer. I started to write this report and also a dare I promised to a GD member about being punished for witchcraft. The thoughts of judicial historical/fantasy punishment, that well built officer, being such a whore for masturbating at work, the danger of being caught, the punishment and humiliation that awaited me once at home, let alone the gel sack in between my legs, really got me rather aroused.
Taking a cup of tea, and making sure no one was around, I carefully pour some of it over my chest. I struggled fighting back a loud moan, it was hotter then I thought. Sending a text to my boss I explained that I would be late getting back up top because of a mess I made. It was a slow day, and my boss is a great guy, so I knew it wouldn't be a problem.
Going to the most out of the way ancient single bathroom in the dungeon I put a sign on the door "Out of Order" and locked myself in. Stripping off the jacket and very wet blouse I began to fondle myself. Trying to focus on explicit thoughts, and not on any sound from outside the door, was very hard. Pretty soon I was down to only my thong. I was picking up steam but the finish line was still a ways away. I really didn't want to post a wet t-shirt pic, let alone spanking my breasts so hard they would go crimson, so I had to try my last resort. Turning on a youtube video of construction sounds to full volume on my cell, I stuffed the tea soaked old blouse into mouth, and taking out my wand vibrator from my pocketbook, I went fully at it.
It took a bit but the wand, and the shame of doing such a deed at work, broke me. Clamping one hand over my clench mouth hoping the make shift gag muffled my whimpers and repressed groans I completed my task. Slumping down on the toilet seat, still only in a thong, I tried to catch my breath. I was pleased of avoiding the additional punishment, however, I felt like such a whore being covered in a thin veil of sweat while praying no one was outside listening. Good girls don't do things like this, but that is why a humiliating spanking and photograph now awaited me.
Shower Spanking:
Putting on a sportsbra and dress sweater I brought with me, I went back to work. I admit I was rather distracted during the rest of the day and ironically enough really wanting to take a shower. I apologized to my boss for being a klutz at work and wasting so much time and promised to bake him cookies for tomorrow.
On the drive home all I could think was about the spanking. I have spanked myself before several times on GD, including have to take a ping pong paddle to my rear, with a hundred swats for each cheek. This time, however, I wasn't to stop until my tush was bruised. Once at home I toyed with making the cookies but decided it was best to get it over with.
Setting up the camera at the right angle, without revealing anything too much, was a real pain. I started off the shower wearing a cut off t-shirt and some common white panties, not feeling completely comfortable naked with a camera going. Getting into the shower I turned the water onto warm and washed my hair. My two favorite places to masturbate are on my bed and in the shower, so I couldn't help but to play with myself. After losing the t-shirt, and fondling myself for a bit, I finally decided it was time to pay the piper.
Taking the spoon I started to slap my rear. As I fear, the water made it sting even more, but I couldn't stop until I was "crimson." After several dozen slaps it began to really hurt, however, I still wasn't red enough. Taking hold of the very end of the spoon's handle, so the other end would have the largest possible arch to travel and thus more speed, I put some extra flick in my wrist and began to really beat myself.
More then once I cursed and swore, crying out "Fuck!", "Damn that hurts!", only proving what type of woman I really am and how I deserve to be punished. Remembering the payment has to be "bare ass" I rolled down the panties, and after double checking the camera angle, finished the job and whipped myself raw.
After making sure the video had saved I dried myself off, wrapped myself in a towel, and posted the pornographic picture of myself the internet testifying to my defeat and humiliation for all the world to see. My rear was so sore I had to use my laptop standing up. It didn't prevent me, however, from mounting my reading pillow husband and riding it like a bitch in heat obtaining my second climax on the same day. I'm ashamed to admit but this wasn't the first time I have masturbated more then once in a day. It's not even the first time I have masturbated to multiple climaxes in a single day.
I'm such a whore.
I lost a game of Battleship to my favorite creeper who ordered me to masturbate at work the number of times, and different places, as replies appeared on my blog announcing this challenge. Being back after such a long hiatus I thought I could skate by. After 14 posts I was forced conceded. Now I had to masturbate to an orgasm at work and then post a picture of myself spanking my bare rear crimson in the shower. He is the required story of my humiliation.
Work Orgasm:
I confess, I was really nervous about this one. I usually don't orgasm when I masturbate and certainly never before at work. Besides the fear of getting caught, I can be quite vocal when I climax, and I wasn't thrilled about the additional penalty for failing again: Posting another pic, this time spanking my breasts with the spoon while wearing a wet t-shirt. I gave this a lot of thought Sunday night and came up with a plan. I do admit to masturbating myself to sleep, though without an orgasm.
On Monday, I put on a very frumpy outfit (long skirt, old blouse, baggy dress jacket) over the most racy thong, bra, garter-belt set of lingerie I own. Grabbing my personally laptop, I put several special things in my largest pocketbook and went to work 45 minutes early. Parking in the remotest part of the parking garage I tried to play with myself in the car, thinking this would technically count. It was a dismal failure. Frustrated, I had to rely on Plan A, knowing that if it didn't work, it would never happen.
I work in a government library and I can do much of my job from a desk in a rather remote part of the building near the stacks so I could somewhat secretly and slowly build up my desires throughout the morning. I put the wood spoon in clear sight on the desk as a constant reminder of what awaited me. To add to the eroticism I resolved every half-an-hour to briefly fondle my breasts. If I forgot, or I got distracted, I would have slap my chest lightly with the spoon fourteen times. By 11:30 AM I had been late once and interrupted twice, once by a rather muscular security officer, which certainly did help the intended mood.
A half-an-hour before lunch I went down into the basement, which I fondly call "the dungeon", with my pocketbook and personal laptop to a desk tucked away in a seldom traveled corner. Slipping a gel-wrist-rest up my skirt I gently rocked myself over it while "working" on my computer. I started to write this report and also a dare I promised to a GD member about being punished for witchcraft. The thoughts of judicial historical/fantasy punishment, that well built officer, being such a whore for masturbating at work, the danger of being caught, the punishment and humiliation that awaited me once at home, let alone the gel sack in between my legs, really got me rather aroused.
Taking a cup of tea, and making sure no one was around, I carefully pour some of it over my chest. I struggled fighting back a loud moan, it was hotter then I thought. Sending a text to my boss I explained that I would be late getting back up top because of a mess I made. It was a slow day, and my boss is a great guy, so I knew it wouldn't be a problem.
Going to the most out of the way ancient single bathroom in the dungeon I put a sign on the door "Out of Order" and locked myself in. Stripping off the jacket and very wet blouse I began to fondle myself. Trying to focus on explicit thoughts, and not on any sound from outside the door, was very hard. Pretty soon I was down to only my thong. I was picking up steam but the finish line was still a ways away. I really didn't want to post a wet t-shirt pic, let alone spanking my breasts so hard they would go crimson, so I had to try my last resort. Turning on a youtube video of construction sounds to full volume on my cell, I stuffed the tea soaked old blouse into mouth, and taking out my wand vibrator from my pocketbook, I went fully at it.
It took a bit but the wand, and the shame of doing such a deed at work, broke me. Clamping one hand over my clench mouth hoping the make shift gag muffled my whimpers and repressed groans I completed my task. Slumping down on the toilet seat, still only in a thong, I tried to catch my breath. I was pleased of avoiding the additional punishment, however, I felt like such a whore being covered in a thin veil of sweat while praying no one was outside listening. Good girls don't do things like this, but that is why a humiliating spanking and photograph now awaited me.
Shower Spanking:
Putting on a sportsbra and dress sweater I brought with me, I went back to work. I admit I was rather distracted during the rest of the day and ironically enough really wanting to take a shower. I apologized to my boss for being a klutz at work and wasting so much time and promised to bake him cookies for tomorrow.
On the drive home all I could think was about the spanking. I have spanked myself before several times on GD, including have to take a ping pong paddle to my rear, with a hundred swats for each cheek. This time, however, I wasn't to stop until my tush was bruised. Once at home I toyed with making the cookies but decided it was best to get it over with.
Setting up the camera at the right angle, without revealing anything too much, was a real pain. I started off the shower wearing a cut off t-shirt and some common white panties, not feeling completely comfortable naked with a camera going. Getting into the shower I turned the water onto warm and washed my hair. My two favorite places to masturbate are on my bed and in the shower, so I couldn't help but to play with myself. After losing the t-shirt, and fondling myself for a bit, I finally decided it was time to pay the piper.
Taking the spoon I started to slap my rear. As I fear, the water made it sting even more, but I couldn't stop until I was "crimson." After several dozen slaps it began to really hurt, however, I still wasn't red enough. Taking hold of the very end of the spoon's handle, so the other end would have the largest possible arch to travel and thus more speed, I put some extra flick in my wrist and began to really beat myself.
More then once I cursed and swore, crying out "Fuck!", "Damn that hurts!", only proving what type of woman I really am and how I deserve to be punished. Remembering the payment has to be "bare ass" I rolled down the panties, and after double checking the camera angle, finished the job and whipped myself raw.
After making sure the video had saved I dried myself off, wrapped myself in a towel, and posted the pornographic picture of myself the internet testifying to my defeat and humiliation for all the world to see. My rear was so sore I had to use my laptop standing up. It didn't prevent me, however, from mounting my reading pillow husband and riding it like a bitch in heat obtaining my second climax on the same day. I'm ashamed to admit but this wasn't the first time I have masturbated more then once in a day. It's not even the first time I have masturbated to multiple climaxes in a single day.
I'm such a whore.
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Posted 03-14-2023 at 03:52 PM by wolf82 -
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Posted 03-15-2023 at 02:08 AM by LochyG -
Well this report was certainly worth my time spent adding one of the fourteen comments to your forfeit blog post! And it was certainly worth it to see your red wet ass published on the internet... your soaked panties around your thighs, pushed down for the entire planet, was a wonderfully whorish touch!
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