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The Last Snow: A Mother's Love

Pleasure & Pain

I rolled over in the bed, trying to get comfortable enough to fall back asleep when I noticed something strange. As I pulled the blankets, Sam didn’t tug them back. Talk about unusual behavior.

“Sam?” I whispered.

No response.

I opened my eyes, and was quickly blinded by the lights. There was also the fact that I was no longer in Sam’s bed or even Asking Alexandria’s room.

I was down in the basement, tucked into the bed, and the only person that I could for sure make out was Tyler who was sitting at the end of the bed.

“Hey.” I whispered, trying to get his and only his attention.

He couldn’t hear me, so I tried to pull back the blanket without disturbing him. I was relieved to see that I was still in the same exact clothes I had been in yesterday, which meant that they were doing everything they could to prove to me that they weren’t going to cross that line until I was ready. I could take things like spanking and being trained on submissive positions, but I was not mentally, physically, or emotionally ready for anything sexual, and they knew that too.

“Good Morning, Bella.” Sam cheered, walking into the room and catching my eye.

Well, there went any chance of going back to bed and buying myself a little bit more time.

I let out a tiny sigh and sat up.

“Morning, Love.” Tyler cooed, grabbing hold of my ankle and pulling me down to him.

“Hello.” I cheered, giving him a quick kiss.

I took one more quick look around the room and saw that Ricky, Cameron, and of course Chris were hanging out down here as well.

‘Relax, you’ll be fine, Bella. Somewhere deep deep down you know you can trust tem, just think of what Sam told you.’ I thought to myself.

I was hoping that none of them were able to catch on to the sudden internal panic that I was experiencing.

A panic that was once more increased when I saw that Chris was wearing a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. There was an unknown rule that I had come to figure out, the more dressed up Chris was - the more fucked I was.

I wouldn’t lie though, he did look nice.

Tyler set me down in front of him and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“So, quick question for you. Who suggested this?” Chris asked me.

“Sam did.” I answered.

“You agreed though correct, he didn’t just say that you agreed to it or pressure you into it?” Chris pressed me.

“No, I agreed to it on my own will.” I told him shyly.

“Are you sure, you seem a little nervous?” Chris chuckled.

“You know why I’m nervous.” I said, pointing to the whips hanging up on the wall.

“Fair point.” Chris said.

“Here, this is for you. You won’t get too far on an empty stomach.” Sam told me.

He handed me this glass water bottle with this dark green drink in it.

“What in the fuck is that?” I asked.

“Some green protein smoothie thing TJ concocted.” Tyler told me.

I took a sip, and was unsurprised at the gross chalky taste of whatever the fuck was all in there.

“You want a sip?” I asked Tyler.

“Fuck no.” He whispered back, trying to hide a smile.

“Dick.” I grumbled in his ear playfully.

“Alright, while you get some energy let us start off with explaining what’s going down today. First off, just for today you are in control. What you’re in control of will come into to play in just a tiny bit. For now, you get a fun little lesson in all types of spanking.” Chris said with a boat load of enthusiasm.

“Ok.” I said.

“Come on Bella...it’s exciting stuff, show some more energy,” Cameron chuckled.

“You gave me fucking blended grass, that has severely diminished any excitement you were going to get out of me.” I joked with him.

That got a good laugh out of them. Good, the lighter the mood was the better it would most likely be for me.

“First thing’s first, what’s the purpose of spanking?” Chris asked me.

“Umm, I’m going to assume to inflict pain.” I guessed.

“There’s more to it, Bella. While you’re right in the fact that it can be used in a way to inflict pain, it’s also something that can bring the spanker and the spankee closer together, almost therapeutic if you will. You can use it as a tool to try and curve certain behaviors that may not be desired. Or it can be used to simply act as foreplay before a scene to get both parties aroused.” Chris explained to me.

“Ok, yup I get it.” I quickly said, not wanting him to get further into detail about getting aroused.

“Good, now there are 5 types of spanking. All which I believe are pretty self explanatory, but please let me know if you need further details. There is sexy spanking, punishment spanking, therapy spanking, role-play spanking, and hardcore spanking.” Chris told me.

“Let’s just go ahead and cross hardcore spanking off the list. Oh, and role play as well, I can’t stand that.” I stated, finishing what was the atrocity they somehow considered a smoothie.

“We can take role play off, we won’t go anywhere near the hardcore stuff for now, but we’ll get to that later.” Ricky said.

“So what are we getting to now?” I asked cautiously.

Chris clapped his hands in excitement which caused me to jump.

“I am so glad you asked.” He grinned.

He went into the other side of the room, and came back with a small rolling table.

On it I saw a riding crop, what I believed to be a cane, and a round black leather paddle.

“Do I have to pick one?” I asked.

“Oh, no. You get all of these, and one of our belts, and a good old fashioned bare hand. This is where you start having control of this little event. You get to choose who uses what.” Chris explained.

My heart skipped a beat as I realized what I had gotten myself into, and that fear from yesterday started to crawl back to me.

“Bella, are you ok? If this isn’t what you want, or you’re not ready for it you need to tell us now. We’ll understand.” Sam said, seeing my apprehension.

I thought it through for a minute or two and contemplated it. I definitely was a little scared to put myself in such an exposed and vulnerable position. That was contrasted though with a part of me that knew I desired this deep deep down. Like Sam himself had said, /I can’t feel shame for wanting to comply with my human nature.

“No, no, it’s fine. I do want to do it...it’s just I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.” I admitted.

“The second you want us to stop what you’re doing, you just have to say ‘red’. When you are getting worried, but don’t want us to fully stop, say ‘yellow’ and we will immediately slow down, alright?” Cameron promised me.

“Yes, Sir.” I whispered.

“Good girl. Whenever you’re ready then, have at it.” Chris said, nodding down to the different items.

I walked up to the small little table and instantly grabbed the cane, handing it directly over to Tyler.

“Ooh, than you.” He cheered.

“If you though anyone else was getting the cane, you’re nuts.” I told him.

“Who’s next?” Chris wondered.

“Not you or Ricky. You both hit hard enough without needing an extra implement.” I stated.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Ricky happily said.

“I managed to survive when Chris used a paddle on me, so I shouldn’t have too much trouble with you doing it.” I told Sam, handing him the paddle.

“That leaves me with the crop, huh?” Cameron asked.

“Yes, just please don’t make me regret it.” I playfully growled.

“Ugh, and then there were you two.” I sighed, turning around to once again face Chris and Ricky.

“Who gets to use their belt, who’s left with just their hand?” Chris chuckled.

“Can I please see your belts before I make that decision?” I asked.

“No, but good try.” Chris cooed.

I had to quickly think back, attempting to remember which one of them usually wore the thicker and or wider belts. From what I could remember, Chris normally wore the meaner belts, but I also had to factor in that Ricky was kind of a beast when he’s punished me in the past.

“You get the belt, Ricky doesn’t.” I finally announced.

“Damn it.” Ricky groaned.

“Now this is probably the point where you pull off your belt, and I regret the decision I just made immensely.” I said.

“Come here, and find out, Love.” Chris beckoned me.

I slowly walked over to him.

“Kneel.” He whispered softly, running the back of his hand gently down my cheek.

I didn’t even think about doing it, I just did it. It felt...dare I say right? I was approximately a foot and a half from him. Which left me frighteningly close to him as he started to undo his buckle.

This wave of embarrassment rushed through me, as I realized how intimate of an act this was, especially being so close to his …

“Bella, eyes up here.” Chris interrupted my thoughts.

“Sorry, Sir.” I apologized.

“It’s ok, you were understandably distracted.” He chuckled, his deep brown eyes staring into mine.

I heard the clock of him fully undoing his belt, and it sent a chill down my spine. Based on his grin, he knew that as well.

He instructed me to hold out my hands, and when I did so he rested the belt across my palms.

“Now comes your second big decision of the day. You get to choose just where you’ll receive your spanking.” Ricky stated.

“My ass….I thought that was kind of a given.” I said.

That got a laugh out of all of them.

“No, I meant where in this room or what position would you like to be in? Some options would be over the knee, all fours on the bed, on the spanking bench, or whatever else that mind of yours can come up with.” Ricky clarified.

I thought it over for a couple of minutes, and realized that all of them had their obvious factors of embarrassment to them. There really wasn’t one good answer that I felt happy with.

“What’s easiest?” I asked.

“All of them are for different reasons.” Chris said.

I sighed.

“Can’t you just pick it?” I replied.

“No, you get to choose what you want.” Chris told me.

“Well, my decision is that I want you to choose it.” I stated.

“You got me there, Bells. If you want it that way I’m sure we’re all in agreeance you’re wanted on the bench.” Chris said, going over to the leather spanking bench and resting his hand on top of it.

“Ok.” I nodded in agreement.

“You’re really still alright with all of this?” Chris asked, making sure I was still doing fine.

“Yes, Sir.” I responded, knowing that he wouldn’t accept any other response when it came to assuring my well-being.

“Whenever you’re ready.” He said, tapping the bench with his hand.

All right, just relax Bella. I mean what’s the worst that could happen?

A few images flashed in my mind of how this could end badly, but I had to push them out of my mind as quick as I could.

I just had to keep telling myself over and over again to let go, just relax and let them do what I know they knew how to do.

“Bella, if you don’t want to do this you don’t have to.” Tyler said, knowing that I was obviously a little on edge.

“I want to.” I said, but it may have come out as more of a shout.

“Easy, Bella. He’s only asking because you are very very pale right now, I can see your hands shaking, and you keep shifting your weight back and forth which are all pretty good signs that you’re nervous.” Ricky replied.

“Are you saying I can’t ever be nervous?” I asked.

“No, of course not, and you know that. I’m just saying I don’t want you forcing yourself into something just because you think you need to do it to impress us or whatever other reasoning you may be thinking of. I want you agreeing to this because you want this and no other reason for right now.” Chris explained.

“I want this.” I told him.

“Then come here.” He instructed once more.

I walked right up to him, next to the bench, and without a second to waste Chris hoisted me up onto it so that my shins were resting down on the leg rests. I laid down on the main portion of the bench, as Chris suddenly took it upon himself to use a belt like restraint to keep my legs in place, and he did the same with my arms directly on the side of the bench.

He leaned down in front of me and whispered in my ear “I’ve been told that you don’t want anything sexual added into this, and I fully respect that. Based on prior experience with you, I know that restraints have been an agent of arousal for you, and considering that tiny little moan you just let out, thinking no one could hear it tells me that you’re rather...excited if you will. All I need is a simple nod yes or no as to if I can keep them on.”

Oh come on, how in the hell did he hear that? How did he do half the things he did?

I took one deep, steading breath and gently gave one nod of my head.

“Focus on me, focus on nothing but what you feel, my skin on yours, the way my breath on your skin sends shivers up your spine, focus on how my voice alone makes you giddy. I know you’re aroused Bella, focus on that, focus on the pleasure.” He cooed, causing this rush of adrenaline and what I would bashfully admit was ecstasy.

I don’t know how he did it, but he knew how to get to me and fairly quickly.

“Look at that, you’re already out of your own head. Now just relax, and let me, no, let us make you feel good, ok?” He whispered to me, still making sure I was the only one that could hear him.

“Yes, Sir.” I said, nodding my head.

“Good. Now we’re going to make that little ass of yours as red as your cheeks.” He chuckled, placing a kiss on my forehead and walking behind me.

I rested my head down, closed my eyes, and took Chris’s advice to relax and focus solely on the sensations I was about to feel.

My heart skipped a beat as I heard the sharp smack of a belt against one of the back metal legs holding the bench up.

Here we go.

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Chris’ POV

I wrapped the belt back around my hand, and went back to the other guys.

“Who’s up first?” Cameron whispered.

“Why don’t you warm her up with the paddle? It’s something we at least know she likes.” I suggested.

“I’d be delighted.” Sam grinned, picking it up and flipping it over in his hand.

He went right up to her, letting her contemplate her own thoughts for a good minute or two while she could most likely feel if not hear him behind her.

“Shit!!” She screamed out, as Sam delivered the first spank.

“Did that hurt, love?” Sam cooed, almost taunting her.

“You hit a lot harder than looks would make it seem.” She whispered.

He delivered one more whack to her still clothed bottom, and told her “Perhaps that serves as good lesson to not underestimate us.”

“Yes, Sir.” Bella quickly replied.

He delivered a few more swats, and she continued to let out small little squeaks and squeals of surprise and some form of pain.

“Oh, not so bad now is it?” Sam chuckled.

After a few more minutes, those little noises hinting at a level of discomfort turned to soft little moans that she attempted to hide by putting her face down into the leather.

Same went for about another 15 minutes, varying speed and strength. However, it wasn’t giving me the reactions I wanted from her. It was time to bump this up a notch.

“Who’s up next?” I asked quietly.

“I think I could finish making her ass that pretty shade of pink that Sam got started.” Ricky said excitedly.

“Go show her who’s her daddy.” Cameron chuckled, as Sam and Ricky quickly switched placed.

“How are you doing pet?” Ricky cooed.

“Good, Sir.” She replied.

“That’s great! You do know we’re nowhere near done though, correct?” He asked her.

“Yes, Sir.” She said.

“Such a good, polite little pet.” He fawned over her, running his fingers through her hair and down her back.

Ricky was warming up to her to get her ready for him when I noticed that Bella was clenching her muscles, especially below the waist very tight together. Thankfully, Ricky noticed it too.

“Oh no, you’re not getting away with that. Don’t get smart on me and try to lessen the impact. That doesn’t even mention how much trouble you would be in if you caused me to injure myself while I’m bringing you pleasure through pain.” Ricky told her.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” She whispered, relaxing her posture.

“Don’t do it again.” He warned her.

Bella nodded her head, and that was Ricky’s cue to start.

He pulled back his hand, and let it fly forwards with force to land on the area directly under her bottom - and area where the pain would be more prominent.

Ricky’s hand echoed louder than the paddle had, he wasn’t playing around.

“Ow, ow, ow!” She screamed, trying to pull herself up and away from Ricky’s reach, rather unsuccessfully might I add.

Yet another reason I had chosen to use the restraints.

“Damn, Horror hits hard.” Tyler stated in surprise.

“Jealous?” Sam taunted him.

“No, more anxious to get my turn than anything.” Tyler corrected him.

Another crack went through the room, and it was obvious from Bella’s cries that Ricky was giving her far more of a run for her money.

“Speaking of when you get your shot at her...I was just thinking I could go next, but perhaps we should leave just you and Chris with her. You might get a lot more out of her for now, and then we can always build on that after today.” Cameron suggested.

“You’re such a good girl.” Ricky cooed, our attention being brought over to them by Bella’s continued crying out.

“I don’t know, Rick’s doing a pretty good fucking job.” I replied.

“Yes, but we know you and Tyler will be able to push her to do things that she won’t yet do in front of Ricky.” Cameron told me.

“If everyone else is alright with it, I think it might be a good idea.” Tyler said, looking at me.

“Alright, once we can pry Ricky off of Bella, Cameron will follow up, and we’ll take over.” I stated.

“I hate to interrupt, but is she really okay?” Cameron asked, over Bella’s screams that at this point were filled with more pain than anything else.

“If she wasn’t okay with this, she’d be telling him to go fuck himself as of now.” Tyler admitted.

“Ok, good point.” Cameron agreed with him.

I couldn’t argue with that either, he was spot on.

Slowly but surely over the next couple of minutes her screams became soft whimpers. The contrast between the innocence of that sound, and the intensity of this situation was rather intoxicating.

“Good girl, Bella. You did so good, and you’re ok.” He cooed to her, gently brushing his hands down her arms.

As she continued to softly cry, Ricky asked her if she wanted to continue, which she simply said yes to. He walked over to us, and let us know that she needed a few.

“No shit, you didn’t hold back at all.” Sam said.

“Oh, I’d disagree.” Ricky chuckled.

“For her sanity and well-being, just go a little easy on her, we’ve still got a ways to go” Tyler pleaded with Cameron.

“Oh, I’ll be gentle with the pet.” Cameron told us.

We waited a few minutes until we knew she was ready for more, and we released Cameron onto her.

He ended up taking much more of a gentler route, which I’m sure was refreshing for Bella. Cameron ended up using the crop to give her more of a sensation play opposed to what Ricky and Sam had been going for. There were a lot of signs coming from Bella that she was appreciating this a lot.

30 minutes later Cameron relinquished his little scene with her.

“She’s all yours.” Cameron stated, walking back to where the four of us were hanging out.

Just like that, they all up and exited the basement which left Tyler and I alone to simply bask in the beauty of Bella up on the bench with an increasingly red ass. Something I know for a fact that we all had missed.

“Tyler?” She whispered, craning her head to the best of her ability to check out who was still here.

“I’m still here, and so is Chris.” He informed her.

“Are you still doing ok, Bella?” I asked her.

She let out a deep sigh and said “Yes, Sir. Just a little sore.”

“As to be expected. You’re not done yet though, ok? Tyler and I still get our chance to play with you for a little bit.” I informed her.

She nodded her head.

Good.

I walked up to her, and took off the leg restraints which allowed me to quickly pull her shorts off which left her in a small black pair of boyshort underwear. That only allowed us to see her gorgeous red markings.

Tyler came back around to where I was behind Bella, and gently rested his hand on the small of her back. He slowly and precisely ran one finger down her panties until he was at the crotch of them.

Bella let out a loud and passionate moan.

“She’s absolutely soaking.” Tyler whispered to just me.

“Does that feel good, Bella?” I cooed.

“Mmhmm.” She panted out.

“That makes me happy to hear.” I grinned.

“Here’s the plan, I’m going to give you 10 hits with the cane - because that’s going to be a real mean one, and then Chris will give you as many spanks with the belt that you can take, alright?” Tyler explained to her.

She agreed, and Tyler quickly went to work.

Each hit of the cane elicited this high pitched, god-awful scream from Bella. I’m sure that the cane would hurt enough on its own, but if you paired that with the fact her bottom was already pretty beat up that added up to nothing less than the screams she was letting out.

“Do not forget your safeword, Bella.” I cautioned her, as I took my place behind her with the belt ready in my hands.

“I won’t.” She cried out.

When I started her bottom was a very light shade of red, but as I finished delivering my 50th whack with the belt it was a deep, dark, and angry red.

Not to mention she was sobbing so hard it was shaking her body, and she was still letting out horrific screams now and again.

Tyler was in front of her, holding her tight, and assuring her that everything was alright.

I realized at this point she couldn’t take anymore, and I had this feeling that she wasn’t about to use her safeword even though I’m pretty sure now that she would need it, and that was a risk I couldn’t take.

I quickly got her legs out of the restraints, and Tyler thankfully caught on and did the same with her arms.

“You’re done, Bella. You were such a good little girl, you made me so proud.” I cooed, wanting, well, needing her to know how proud and happy I was all because of her in this moment.

She continued to cry, and I was sure she just couldn’t get the words out at this moment.

Tyler got her off the bench, and quickly threw her up into his arms so that her legs were wrapped around his waist, their chests rested against each others, and Bella wrapped her arms around his neck to keep herself stable.

“Are those tears of pain, or something else? Or a mixture of both?” I questioned her, grabbing some kleenex for her.

“Both.” She choked out.

“I know that was a lot, baby.” Tyler hushed her, littering her face with kisses.

“I’m going to go grab some ice, aloe, and other things of that sort from upstairs, I’ll be down as quick as I can be.” I told them, and bolted up the stairs.

I grabbed everything I needed, and was back down in about 7 minutes. Had we mentioned this place was huge?

I was delighted to find out when I got downstairs again that Bella was lying stomach down on the bed, and there were no more screams or sobbing coming from her.

“Oh goodness, you did take a lot.” I gasped, seeing how red her bottom had gotten from the time I left until now.

It was definitely going to get worse before it got better.

“It’s so sore.” She told me.

“I can see that. It’ll be like that for the next day or tow, but will start to improve after that. You have to tell me thought...was it all just pain? Or were you able to focus on everything I told you to and get some pleasure?” I asked her, already knowing the answer.

“A bit of both.” She chuckled, starting to blush.

“That’s great, and I can speak for the rest of the guys when I saw we all enjoyed it as well.” I said, laying down a couple of cold, cool clothes across her marked up skin.

“Did you have a favorite part?” I wondered, honestly curious.

“Yes.” She muttered, extremely shy now.

“Tell him what you told me you liked, Bella.” Tyler attempted to gently push her.

“No.” She laughed, hiding her face in the bed.

“Oh come on, give me a little hint.” I pleaded with her.

“You know.” She said.

Bella stretched out her right hand backwards towards me, and I grabbed it tight without a thought about it.

“The one thing I know right now is how much I fucking love you. I’m the luckiest guy in the whole wide world to have such a sweet, loving woman.” I cooed.

I felt Bella squeeze my hand back as if to say “I love you too.”

That’s at least what I was going to believe.

Tyler and I continued to shower her in praised and compliments until she finally drifted asleep.

“This is all I’ve ever wanted.” I whispered.

Notes

Hmm...I can't decide if Bella giving in this way is a positive thing for her or the guys. Either way, she did enjoy it and is finally letting herself shake off some of that guilt and shame she's been harboring for so long.

On a side note, MIW released a music video for Voices and quite frankly it was beyond amazing, even if it was a little odd not seeing Ghost involved! If you haven't seen it, you should check it out, I think you'll like it a lot.

That also goes for Asking Alexandria for their song Alone in a Room - super amazing as well!


I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and I wish everyone has a fabulous Memorial Day Weekend!

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