She had no idea how long she'd been standing there, but her arms were starting to ache terribly. She couldn't hear Him in the room anymore but knew He must be there. Perhaps waiting on her to move, or to cry out. And she was determined not to give Him that. It was becoming harder and harder to stand here, she felt her knees wanted to collapse. If only she could shift her weight just a little⦠A sharp pain in her nipple quickly brought her thoughts around back to Him and she jumped a little at the sudden, painful contact. The pain came again in her other nipple and she bit down on her lip to keep from calling out.
She had just begun to adjust to the new sensations when she felt her wrists being untied, moved, then retied above her head. Testing the rope, she discovered He had anchored them to the doorway she had been standing in. Before she had much more time to worry about this, she heard his voice commanding her to open her mouth. She did so immediately and was rewarded with a ball gag placed firmly between her lips. She had kept pretty calm until now, but this latest intrusion brought a whole new fear to her. She couldn't breathe. She had always been terrified of suffocating. Her breath quickened and she started to pull on her bonds and yelling behind the gag. She heard His voice telling her to be still and desperately tried to calm herself down. She at least managed to stop thrashing about so wildly, and willed herself to take in long deep breaths through her nose, but knew she was still whining rather loudly. He had to be able to hear it, even from behind her gag.
He was behind her now. His body pressed up against hers. She felt His hands on hers, sliding softly down her arms, smoothly, teasing her. Down the sides of her breasts, sending a shock of pleasure through her, then resting firmly on her sides, pulling her against Him. He leaned down and she could feel His hot breath against her neck, felt His lips kiss her softly just behind the ear then His harsh whisper.
"You should know better than to fight Me, My pet. I see we will have to make that your first lesson with Me." Her stomach sank at His words. More because she had displeased Him then the promise of punishment, and at the same time, she felt her pussy grow hot and damp at his calm threat. She heard Him walk away and felt cold where His hands had just been. She wanted Him touching her again. Wanted to be sure He was near. The first swat on her ass took her breath away. She wasn't expecting it and it stung terribly. Her body reacted instantly by pulling a little on the tight ropes He had tied. The second blow brought her feet up off the ground and she could feel the tears start to well up behind her blindfold. Over and over the paddle came down hard on her ass and she could feel it grow hot from the attention. If she could she would have begged Him to stop. That she'd do anything if He'd just stop hitting her. The pain was growing unbearable. She couldn't stand it anymore and at the same time, was leaning into the blows. Eagerly awaiting the next slap on her tender ass. She was at a complete loss when the spanking finally ended. She heard herself moan softly through the gag, but didn't know herself if it was out of joy or sorrow that it was over.
She could feel his big hand caressing her now. Sliding lovingly over her sore bottom. "Such a beautiful shade of red." His hand slid smoothly from her bottom to her hip, tracing the delicate skin with His palm. She felt His hand glide down between her legs and was surprised to find her pussy was practically dripping. "Well what do we have here? Seems My little slut has enjoyed her spanking." Her body jerked as His words penetrated her and she could almost hear the smile in His voice.
"Yes, I think you did." His fingers were weaving circles around her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her. She moaned quietly and lifted her hips, begging Him silently. He sank two fingers easily in her and slowly began to fuck her with them, coming a little quicker and harder every time. After just a few minutes she was lifting her hips to meet His hand, almost fucking herself with His fingers. Every time she'd get near her climax He would slowdown. And eventually stop, letting her calm down completely before He started up again. It was driving her crazy. She needed her release so badly. Just as she thought He would finally let her cum, He stopped abruptly and yanked His fingers out of her, leaving her feeling empty.
She heard Him walk across the room, and then the sound of something being dropped then silence again. The gag was starting to make her jaws ache and she worked her muscles around it as best she could trying to relieve the tension. "Would you like me to take that out for you My pet?" She nodded her head slowly and felt His hands in her hair, unbuckling the straps that held it in place. He lifted it from her mouth and softly cleaned her chin of the drool with a tissue. She wished she could see His face right now. She'd give anything to be able to touch Him, to feel His hands. She whispered a quiet "Thank You, Sir," before falling silent again.