The Punishment

So I was on my knees taking my punishment like a good girl. But it wasn’t like my usual punishments this one really hurt. It started off as mild spanking on my ass which I was admittedly enjoying, however it migrated into heavier slaps, on the same area and it was starting to sting…

I couldn’t move and not just because my hands were tied behind my back, he ordered me to stay still and I wanted so much to please him.

Then just when I thought I was getting use to this kind of impact play I felt something different. It started as a quick splash of burning pain across my skin, sharp in its intensity but delicious in how quickly the pain trailed away. He didn’t give me time to analyze it further…because I started to feel it everywhere my back, legs, ass. I couldn’t handle it I kept crying out, begging him for relief but he ignored me of course. My safe word wasn’t in any of those cries. Instead he gripped his hand in my hair and held me in place for his punishment.

A flicker of light along my peripheral told me what I long suspected.. Wax! That why it hurt so much. For every scorching splash of that wax across my skin the more aggressive he got. He started to choke me, telling me I deserve this because I had refuse to do as he says. I was in sensory overload. I was feeling everything at once I could barely breathe… when he eased up enough, he demanded an answer and I promised him every and anything… the moon, the stars, anything to please him.

That’s when he flipped me over and I was rewarded with his tongue on my clit.. I was so wet and just when I was getting lost in the delicious strokes of his long tongue . He moved my restraints to wrap around my neck.. Now, I started to worry a little as we have never done anything like this before. But I trusted him which I let him know. That earned me a well-deserved slap across the face….. “Are you trying to tell me what to do??” He said.. my restraints got tighter and my moans fought to escape me.. He wanted me to know that he was the one in control here not me. 

By this time I was delirious with pleasure, my vision was blurred but I felt it all, especially when he entered me, that first slide of that cock into me stung, but it stretched me so good.. I loved every inch that wrestled to get inside me. He was so deep it hurt. It’s been so long since I felt like this.

He didn’t give me a chance to savor this feeling though…as if a reminder that this was a punishment, he set out at a harsh stern pace…his strokes were fast, deep and bruising.. He made sure I felt every long juicy inch of his cock.. He held me so tight so it was impossible to tried to move away… He choked me when I begged him to stop… Slapped my face if I Tried to slow down…I was getting no reprieve from my Dom tonight.

By now, I’m desperate for him to cum… Gagging to feel him shoot inside me, I begged him to cum. "Cum inside me. I want to feel your cum inside me" I begged… I just needed to feel how happy I made him. I kept begging him to do it, how much I wanted to be his good girl, how his hot wet essence made me feel accomplished some how… We were that connected… 

That’s when he pulled on my nipple clamp and that extra bite of pain was what I needed to go off.. I squeezed him really tight and later thanked him for his cum.