Tonight’s the night, the night when all things will change. Everything was in place as planned, the instructions, the gift and of course my pet in position…or at least she had better be. All that was left to do was to arrive home on time for my girl.
***
I arrive home with 5 minutes to spare allowing my thoughts time to wander, and wander they did, towards what was eagerly awaiting me on the other side of the door, and what I was about to do. Tonight would be hard, almost as hard as the thoughts were already making me. I would need to fight back all of my urges in order for my plan to work. Taking a steadying intake on breath I concrete in my mind that it’s time to get this show on the road and place the key in the lock, slowly turning until I hear the click and the door swings open.
As I enter I take time to notice that everything is as it should be, my girl has done well. My meal is on the table, the house has been tidied and there she is, kneeing naked in position as ordered she looks more delicious than the food ever could. For a minute my mind waves and I relish in the images of taking her right there, but Tonight is a special occasion and alas I mustn’t give in.
Striding past my girl I don’t talk, I simply touch her gently on the head and settle myself at the dinner table and look at the meal she has so lovingly prepared for me. For a moment my heart sinks understanding the way she must be feeling, but it will only be temporary for her. After a few minutes of enjoying my meal I call her over to my feet, I watch mesmerised as she crawls towards me, kneeing down beside me with her eyes gazing at the floor. The smallest attention to detail in her pose, the elegance of her legs as they spread deeply and her hands resting face up on her thighs, I am truly blessed to have her, and I am further resolved in my decision. Reaching down between bites I cares her hair before saying,
“Go run me a bath pet.”
As she bows her head and raises herself I admire her curves as she heads towards the bathroom. Once she has left I stand quietly and walk towards our bedroom as not to alert her of my presence. Removing the gift from under our bed I pause for a moment, thinking of what is inside and what it will mean to her, and to us. Tentatively I fingerprint the box’s lid before placing it at the foot of the bed, just in the middle, ensuring that it is the First thing she will see when she enters the room. With the gift in place I start to head towards the bathroom, stopping at the doorway a second I take a deep breath and push the door open to watch her.
She seems so entered with the task at hand, she has placed a variety of shampoo’s and products out for me, and her hand is dipping sensitively below the water checking for temperature and to swirl up whatever products she has added. As she stands from her kneeing position I stare intently at her while I reach for my shirt and begin to remove it. The slightest whimper from her makes me smile with gleeful delight, but before I lose my composition and insist she join me for a bath, and a riding lesson, I order her to go to our bedroom and wait for me.
As my girl leaves I quickly remove the rest of my clothes and allow the warm water to help me relax. I hear the bedroom door open, but not shut, good.
“Pet, do not make me punishment you! Do not open that box.”
I know my words will make the temptation all the harder to resist, and as I enjoy the feeling of the torture I’m inflicting on her I soak longer in the bath than I had intended. Finally I notice the water beginning to cool and wrap a towel around my waist, padding quietly to our bedroom as not to startle her I peek through the door. My heart sinks with what I see, my impatient girl pulling at the ribbon. Knowing now that she has disobeyed me I move further into the room, but she doesn’t hear me, as she continues slowly tugging at the wrapping, her ass bent over the bed, almost in invitation.
Reaching down I swiftly swat her bare ass, letting her know that she’s been caught. As she quickly yelps I interrupt her before she can say anything to her defence,
“Such a naughty, curious pet. You couldn’t wait for Your Master. Whatever am I going to do with you?” Pausing as if thinking, I watch as the tears begin to glisten in her eyes.
“Fetch me the paddle and knee on the bed, legs spread.”
I suppose she understands that there is no use in arguing with me, as she quickly dismounts the bed and reachings for the toy chest under the window, a little rummaging and she returns to the bed assuming the position, with the paddle laid repeatedly across her knees. I stand at the edge of the bed and gaze at her naked body, completely at my mercy, not through any bindings or restraints, but through my orders. I can feel my arousal growing and take a deep breath as I remove the paddle from her legs and order her to get onto her hands and knees with her ass in the air.
The first blow I land is perfectly placed across both of her subtle chefs and I smile despite myself as through her shouted tears she says,
“One Master.”
She knows this drill by now, sadly it isn’t the first time I’ve had to punish her, but while her yelps both hurt and excite me I smile and decide to really teach her a lesson tonight.
“Thank your Master for teaching you restraint pet.”
My words are colder than I intend and she flinches, but before she can over think I land a second blow directly on top of the first.
“Two – Thank you Master.”
Oh, tonight will not be easy for my girl, and as I stare at the angry red welts beginning to appear I can’t help myself,
“Two? No my dear pet, we are starting over.”
As I continue to smack her arse I allow the last few blows to drop lower, torturing her soaking wet cunt, before dropping the paddle to my side and gently caresing the welts which will no doubt turn black soon. As I continuee to rub, soft sights escape her lips and the tension she uses to hold back the pain dissipates.
“My naughty pet, look what you do to me. Wipe away those tears now and come to me girl, come please Your Master.”
The towel long since lost during the spanking I sit by your head on the bed and reveal in the feeling of your luscious mouth surrounding my cock, sucking on it and worshiping it. All too soon I feel my orgasm building, being nursed by her loving tongue and I began to feel the edges of my control slipping. I run my hand through her hair, first softly and then to hold her steady as I force myself deep into her throat. As she begins to gag I slowly release my grip, but instead of her head raising back she impales herself over and over on my cock, throat fucking me for all she is worth. Just at the point of no return I pull out of her lips with a gentle pop, my muscles tighten and my eyes close as I roar my release, cum landing all over her face and tits.
Panting Igaze down at my girl, watching as she las at my cum around her mouth before reaching down and cleaning off my still hard cock. For a moment I savour her attentions before reaching down and cupping her cheek. I gaze deeply into her eyes, as my other hand begins to explore her body. Pauling at her breasts I slowly cares the nipple before pinching it hard between my fingers,
“Who do these belong to girl?”
“You Master,” comes her rasping reply.
Happy with her answer I focus my attentions to her other breast, squeezing first gently and then hard before lowering my lips around her nipple and biting firmly. Gazing up into her eyes I began to suck and slide my other hand down her stomach towards her tight cunt. As my fingers begin to cares her clip I can’t help but notice how wet she is. Raising my head I can’t help but taunt her,
“My, my girl, you’re so very, very wet. Sucking your Masters cock always has this affect on you. Whose pussy is this girl?”
“YoursMaster,” comes the raspy reply, her moans are getting louder now and I can tell she is eager for release.
“Such a good, sweet, needy girl. Can I do what I want with this pussy girl?”
Her moans continue and as she replies “Always Master.” I thrust two fingers up inside her, holding her as she mistakes in pleasure against my hand. As I increase the tempo I begin to pump my fingers in and out revelling in the tightening of her pussy around them. Reaching up I use my thumb to flick at her clip and order her not to cum.
The pain on her face is obvious to see and I watch in awe at the struggle of her building orgasm against my orders. Knowing every inch of her I curve my fingers slightly ensuring that each thrust now presses firmly against her G-spot. I can barely hold her now as she bucks and bucks against my hand, her worlds tumbling from her lips, barely understandable in their urgency,
“Please my Master, please, please let this girl cum for You.”
I continue my tempo, not responding to her pleasures as shrinks begin to fall from her lips and her browser furrows in desperation to hold back.
“No girl.” I answer calmly.
Her screams increase and without realising she reaches her hand to my arm holding on so tight,
“Master i cannot hold it…”
I know she’s getting near, she is lifting so far off the bed and any normal slut would have been cumming long ago, but not my girl,
“Yes you will girl, you will not disobey Me.” Not again tonight I add mentally to myself. Just as I feel the clenching of her pussy around my fingers and the shuddering of her body intensify I know she has reached the point where even she would give in to her urges. I could force her over the edge, then relish in pushing her, but instead I quickly pull my hand away from her cunt and listen to the scream of desperation and denial resound around the room.
Chuckling to myself I offer my fingers up to her lips and watch as she hungrily las at them,ensuring every drop of her juices is cleaned off. I then order her to lie at the centre of the bed I move to retrieve a satin blindfold which I reach to tie around her eyes. Next I add the bed restraints around her arms and legs, she is now at my mercy. I wish I could say she laid calmly on the bed, but no doubt still on edge she began to struggle against the restraints. Reaching out I run my hand over her breast, pinching the nipple firmly as I lean over her and whisper,
“Relax my sweet girl, your Master is not here to hurt you.”
As a whimper escapes her lips I move again to the toy chest and retrieve a candle and some matches. Lighting it away from her as not to ruin the surprise I watch with anticipation as the wax begins to pool at the wick. Knowing that she will enjoy this sensing I quickly tip the hot wax over one of her nipples eliciting a high pitched yelp as it burns her skin.
“girl do not make Me gag you.” I bark.
Biting her lip in a desperate attemptt to obey I move my hands over her pussy again, my fingers sliding once again inside her warmth. Holding the candle with my other hand I began to drip the wax down over her stomach, down her legs, and then with a grin, I land some directly onto her clip. As she begins to howl I slide my fingers out and blow out the candle. Moving I knee between her legs, desperate and ready to enter my girl I reach down and slide my cock through her wetness, coating it and probing at the entrance to her cunt.
“Oh pet, you are so very, very wet right now. Perhaps I should leave you in this state for opening the present I bought for you…”
Before I can finish my sentence her reply comes high pitched and desperate,
“oh Master please, please let me explain i am so sorry i never wanted to disobey Y-“
SMACK! I quickly remind her of her place with a firm slap against her cunt.
“I thought I told you to keep silent girl. You are displeasing me tonight and I will not stand for it.”
Moving away from the bed, my cock very much in disagreement with my actions, I retrieve a gag and force it into her mouth, securing at the back. I then stand and make a point of slamming the bedroom door to make her think I left. As time stands still I try with great difficulty not to chuckle to myself as my girl squirms on the bed. Of course I would never really leave her in this state, it’s far too enjoyable a show.
As I settle my back against the solid wood door I smile despite myself, oh I certainly love to torture her. I can see the strain in her pale lithe arms as the restraints hold tightly onto her wrists and it reminds me of all the times I have pinned them above her head myself causing her tits to bounce with each thrust of my cock inside her.
I then move down to her beautiful face, stained now with the fall of Her tears, every time she cries it causes the deepest conflict in me, part of me wants to comfort her, and then in the darkest part of me, I relishin each little drop, knowing the pleasure and pain I have caused has resulted in this. Moving lower still I watch her hips sway prisonerly on the bed, despite herself my girl is still desperate for me, her juices are flowing freely down her sculpted legs and onto the covers below. Of course the welts from her earlier spanking are no doubt scratching against the covers causing her further disappoint.
Pulling myself from the sight before me I cast my eyes over to the box, laid by the side of the bed, and ask myself, is this still really what I want? Of course I will have to teach her a lesson, but I most certainly still want this. Slowly I begin to form an idea, which proves all the more difficult because of my cocks desperation to be buried inside her. With a final smile to myself I thrust open the door and walk firmly and with intent towardss the toy chest.
“So slut, tonight is the night of disobedience. Not only did you try and open your present before it was given to you, but then you decided to talk back to me. I expected better of you, after all the time I’ve invested…I guess I’ve been too lenient on you.” As I speak I reach into the chest and retrieve the implementations of her torture, a small red box with a glass tub inside, a set of 3 clamps, a violent wand and the largest dildo in my collection.
Carrying my items I return to the bed and remove my girl’s blindfold and gag, I watch intently as her eyes dart over the objects and a fearful whimper escapes her lips. Leaning down I press my lips firmly against hers before withdrawing and placing a finger to them.
“You know this will hurt slut, and what’s worse is I am going to remove the restraints. I want you to take this punishment with as much grace as you can manage, and of course that means keeping yourself in place for it.”
I wonder for a moment if I am asking too much of her, but swatting away the doubt I move to unshackle her. First her wrists which collapse once released, and then her ankles which she tries in vain to keep spread. Gazing down for a second I pick up the small red box and proceed to dip my finger into the mixture inside. It’s thick and warm, and I know placed on her most sensitive spots it can cause anything from a warm tingle to a burning sensing. First I place my attention to her nipples, rolling them with my fingers for a moment and slathering them in the balm. Then a larger amount, I dip my fingers lower and coat her clip in the balm, watching with glee as the tears begin to prickle at her eyes. Tiger balm can be ever do effective.
Next I gather up the clamps and place them firmly on her nipples, the sight of the chain linking them is so exclusive, and I decide in that moment that soon she will be holding it in her mouth. I then begin to trail the chain lower, reaching her poor, tortured clip I affix it promptly as she lets out an involuntary scream. Looking down I stop the comforting words coming from my mouth and instead yank firmmly on the chain between her tits. She raises off the bed slightly to ease the pain and I stare coldly into her eyes.
I then reach down and select the largest dildo, one so long and thick that it very rarely gives pleasure, and instead stretches my poor girl’s cunt obviously. Even with how wet she is it barely fits halfway, but tonight half isn’t enough. I began to fuck the dildo in and out, listening to the delicious slapping sounds I continue to thrust it in, deeper and deeper each time. Her cunt is spread wide and as I nestle the fake balls in against her I order her to get on her hands and knees.
“Now slut, do not let that dildo fall, do you hear me? As excited or as in pain as you become, do not let that dildo slip from your cunt, oh and hold the chain between your tits in that naughty little mouth of yours.”
I see the smallest nod from her before she takes hold of the chain pulling painfully on both her tits and her cunt. Retrieving the violence wand I turn the gauge to 4, a gentle tickling pain, and I smile as the purple light sparks and sizzles in anticipation. She doesn’t flinch as the sound fills the room and instead keeps staring forward, however I can already see her difficulty in clenching her cunt around the dildo, it’s just too wide for her to hold for long.
“Zap,”
The first shock I deliver is to her lower back.
“Zap,”
The next to her tortured ass cheats, at this she whimpers but never drops the chain. I then increase the power to 7 and listen as the buzzing intensifies.
“Zap,”
This contact touches her nipple and no doubt sends a sharp pain through her.
“Zap,”
Next her left ear, one of her most sensitive spots. My girl is doing well but I can physically see the strain in her, and despite her best efforts the dildo has slipped a good inch outside of her cunt. Nevertheless I continue. Over and over I tap her with the wand as I intently watch her diminishing progress. With the wand still in hand I line my cock up with her gorgeous swing ass and begin to forcefully push forward. She’s so, so tight and I have to pause for a moment to gather some of the juices from around her cunt to coat my cock, before I continue to push inside her.
I can feel the dildo in her cunt through the small veil of skin, and begin to ruthlessly fuck in and out, she’s screaming now, each thrust is sending the chain swinging and despite her holding on tight it still pulls at her clip. In time with my thrusts I then move the violence wand downwards until it is just below her clip. Leaning over her I bite hold of her ear and growl,
“You’re going to cum on the count of 3 girl.”
She whimpers, no longer able to coherently respond and I pick up the tempo on my thrusts.
“One,”
She begins unintentionally to fuck back against me.
“Two,”
I can feel her legs shaking with the effort to hold the dildo in.
“Three!”
Just as the spasms coarse through her I place the violent wand directly on her clip causing her to buck and scream, the dildo falls from her cunt and the chain from her mouth, but I’m just too far gone. I fling the wand down and grab hold of her hips, pulling her towards me I shove my cock instead inside her tortured cunt and ride her wild thrashes until I explode inside her.
Panting I lean over her for a second and begin to comfort her, kissing sensitively down her neck I reach to move her hair out of the way, replacing it instead with a gleaming silver collar, studied with emeralds and adorned with a heart shaped lock. I then roll off of her and locke against the pillows on the bed waiting for her to cuddle in next to me. Instead however she shocks me as she begins to cry, shuddering and heaving as she sobs her apology and of how she isn’t good enough. I silence her with a kiss,
“Shhh my pet, you did so very, very well. Master was cruel to you tonight but you are my precious girl. Master wants you to be my collared pet.”
With that I reach over to stroke her hair before lowering my fingers to the heart lock, I place it ready to be closed and stare openly into her eyes, allowing all of my emotions, and raw need for her to be clearly seen. She smiles the sweetest and most pure smile I’ve ever seen, one that catches my breath as she nods and her fingers gently care mine.
Leave a Reply