Well Deserved Punishment.

I have been behaving badly all day. I know he is annoyed but I can’t seem to stop. Tonight, at dinner was the last straw…my final mistake. Imagine you tell me that I have been acting like a child all day and I instead of heeding the warning, I snapped at you and slammed my glass down…breaking the glass and spilling the contents.

Without yet realizing the gravity of my mistake, I am yanked off my chair by my hair and dragged to the bedroom. Once inside, I instantly know that I have pushed him too far and immediately drop to my knees beside the bed…head held low. He comes and sits on the bed and waits. I kiss his feet, stand up and come around beside him…ready to lay myself across his lap.

“Speak,” he orders.

“I’m sorry Master,” I begin. “You are right…I have acted like a child all day.”

“And?” his voice is still harsh.

“And thank you for the punishment I am about to receive. Through your discipline, I will learn how to behave myself.”

“Very well…assume your position.”

I lay myself over his knee and await the punishment I know I deserve. I feel him lift my dress to expose my bare ass and without any hesitation or words he begins to spank me. Usually this is only a warmup but tonight it feels unusually hard. With the force of the blows, I am finding it hard to control my voice…to stop myself from crying out.

After a few minutes of this, I feel him reach over and grab the paddle off the nightstand. He lays it on my already red ass and begins to speak. “You will receive 20 hard smacks tonight with this paddle. I want you to count each stroke aloud for me. Remember, if you forget to count, that one will not count. Do you understand?”

“Yes Master.” This fills me with dread. I hate the paddle almost more than anything else. And I rarely take just the normal amount. The paddle, with its stinging ways, has a way of making me forget everything else but the pain it’s inflicting on my tender ass. Needless to say…I took 30 with the paddle before he was through.

After he is done with the brush, I am sent to the corner. I must stand there, nose against the corner and dress held up to expose my punished ass. After 5minutes of this shame, I am ordered to strip and get over to the bed. I am bound laying spread eagle. My Master is in front of me holding the strap up to my face. How I hate the strap, but I know what is expected of me. Already tender and sore from the hairbrush, I kiss the belt as it is presented to me and say, “Thank you Master’s belt for being the one to administer my punishment.”

Tears roll down my face as the belt connects with my already beaten ass. I do not know how many lashes or

how long he straps me…my mind lost in the pain that the belt causes. Finally, the lashing stops and I am left there to sob while my Master begins to lecture me on my behavior. Through sobs, I again tell him I am sorry and that it won’t happen again.

I am unbound and told to lie back on the bed…and I do, a new fear washing over me. The spreader bar is attached to my ankles and my legs are then hoisted up and attached to the links beside my head. My arms are then cuffed to the same links. I am bound in a position where my Bitz are easily available to him, and I nervously wonder at what will come next.

For this part of the punishment, my Master decides that he wants me gagged. He reaches to the drawer and

gets out the ball gag and firmly buckles it around my head. He again reaches for the drawer and withdraws the nipple clamps. He pulls and twists roughly on each nipple before tightly applying the clamps.

My eyes are already full of tears as he grabs the belt and starts to talk. He tells me that by the severity of this punishment, his is hoping that I will learn my lesson and not require this again in the near future. He begins to raise the belt and bring it down directly on my shaved Bitz. Again, and again the strap beats down on my Bitz and breasts. He is sure to leave nothing out. My tears and muffled screams do nothing to lessen the beating that I am taking.

Finally, I am unbound only to be re-tied on elbows and knees with my ass overhanging the bed. Again, I felt as the belt take bites out of my ass with every impact. The ball gag is removed from my mouth, and I am asked if I am learning anything from this experience.

“Yes!” I replied, “oh…yes Master…I am…so…sorry…for the way…I’ve…behaved.” but I could hardly get the words out between the sobs.

“Let's see, shall we, my slut.” he responded, as he reaches for my pussy and ran his fingers through my wetness.

“No. You are not learning but enjoying this experience, I’m afraid." as he rubs my stickiness between his fingers. "Your cunt is soaked with your own juices. See for yourself.” With this, he inserts 2 fingers into my pussy and roughly pounds them in and out of me, then transported them directly into my mouth.

“No, I feel you need more.” He ended, as he began again the strap across my ass util I am screaming again.

Right when I can take no more, he stops. He takes out his cock from his pants and rubs it over my tender and beaten bitz. With no other lubrication other than the juices from my pussy, he presses against my delicate opening and with one hard push, rams his whole cock inside me. I felt like I was going to be ripped in two as I try to keep from screaming.

“Yes, my little fuck slave…I am going to thoroughly abuse this little hole of yours tonight.” With this statement, he fucks me like never before, with a driven animalism I have never witnessed or experienced from him. As a submissive, I like to push my Dom's buttons to see how he will react, because I love both the pain and the pleasure. But the intensity of this punishment was new, both my mind and body were frightened and excited all at once. Excited to see how far he would go, and how much I could take. Yet frightened to the thoughts of What's coming up next? All while he pinned me down and pounded my pussy.

Through all the pain I feel, my body is definitely betraying me. I can feel the start of my impending orgasm growing in me. My Master is aware of this also and tells me that I may not cum until given his word. But I was at the point where I couldn't take much more, I wanted to cum so bad. But I had to deny it from myself until Master said so. His constant pounding into me while he also finger fucked my ass was driving me to the edge.

“Please Master, please…I must cum,” I begged.

“Not yet my slut…hold on.” He reaches down and releases the nipple clamps with two swift pulls from each nipple. The pain as the blood rushes back to my nipples steals my attention from the slaughter my pussy was receiving but I am soon focused back on my building urge to cum.

“Please Master…pleeeease!” I scream.

“Yes…cum for me you cum slut…Now!”

Hearing those words, I immediately relaxed my body, relaxed my mind. I completely soul to my Master as I felt waves of ecstasy rushing over me as my orgasm explodes. I hear my Master growl as he withdraws from me and come around to kneel in front of my face.

“Just one more thing, my pet.” With this statement, I tilt my head up and open my mouth to take him in. I licked and sucked all my juices off his cock until I have cleaned him thoroughly.

“Thank you, Master,” I say as he removes his cock from my mouth. “Thank you so much for your gift and for taking the time to punish me when I need it.”

“You're welcome, my pet…but let's not have to repeat this anytime soon…understood?”

“Oh yes, Master." I quickly responded. "I have learned my lesson.”

“Good…I will see you in a while,” he said as he walks out the bedroom door, leaving me still bound to the bed.