The Master of the house entered his home on Avenue Road. Immediately the sight of his slave sat cross legged beneath the stairs caught his attention. On her neck was a sign he had not seen for a while. He sighed in frustration. Her training had gone remarkably well for so long it was rare he saw the slave sit beneath the stairs these days. He glanced once more to the sign, it read, "I do not respect your rules". The Master took three careful measured strides towards the slave. He towered over her. "Slave. You disappoint me. I am not happy with you." His voice was low and carefully pitched. He made sure to display his annoyance with her through his voice. Immediate violence did nothing to the girl. He had had to train the response out of her. "Stand up. Turn around. I do not want to see your face slave." She did as told, plainly upset at what she had done. He was still not sure; her face was blank save for her eyes. Without warning he spanked her hard on the ass. She gasped in surprise. "Now slave, what have you done?" His voice was almost a whisper; anger penetrated the words, the low and steady cadence of his voice made the slave tremble.
"I touched myself. I looked at pictures. I watched videos. Then I touched myself to bring pleasure while you were away." The Master leant over her shoulder, he found her eyes were closed in fear. "Speak up slave, I did not hear you."
"I touched myself Master. I disobeyed your rules!" Her voice was rising in pitch. Her panic apparent now. "Upstairs now. You know the drill." He smirked as she swallowed once before following his orders. She had disobeyed him in the most extreme sense. She had made herself orgasm. He had forbidden that from day one of her initiation. He followed her up the stairs and led her to the left corridor. This opened out to a room with a four post bed and numerous chests of drawers around the walls. In the space between the end of the bed and the blank wall was a piece of bare carpet. It was stained in patches in a darker shade. If you were to look up, you would find a hook capable of holding 250kgs of force embedded into the ceiling. The Master led the slave to this piece of bare carpet and had her stand with her arms out to the sides and her legs splayed. He walked over to the nearest chest of drawers and retrieved to items from the top drawer.
The first was a strip of black silk, smooth and light yet day would become night when donned as a blindfold. The second object was a gag. A strip of leather held a rubber ball in the middle. The slave had not seen what he was doing and so was unprepared when the blindfold covered her line of vision. He tested her sight, not wanting the slave to know her punishment. When satisfied he placed the gag in her mouth so he would not be bothered by her protests. She deserved what she got for disobeying him so severely.
