Little Slut is her Master's property. She knows the rules, whatever he says, she does. If she were to ignore him, there would always be some kind of trouble ahead for her. It didn't always come instantly either, sometimes her Master would remember a rule break for a long time before he issued the punishment. He liked to keep her waiting and wondering, never telling her what she was going to be in for, or when. It kept the Slut on her toes and made sure that she never got too comfortable or fully relaxed.
She thought she was able to look forward to a quiet evening as she was driving home, she hadn't been summoned by Master yet and he's normally far too keen to leave it this late in the day to demand that he can have playtime with his toy. Another reminder that he's the one in charge and not to rule anything out when a text comes in, which gives nothing away about his plans.
"Its playtime. Get your arse to my playroom. NOW."
Slut might be cheeky, but she's not foolish enough to disobey an order like that, he's clearly in urgent need of his toy for something. Scoffing at the thought of a quiet evening, she dutifully hurries home, digs out that red laced thong and bra set that she knows he loves, covers up with her little black coat which can hardly count as covering up when it only just hides her arse cheeks and hurries to her Master's home, lets herself in the side door and into the playroom where she knows better than to draw attention to herself. The wait was all part of the fun, so Slut knew it could be a while, so she went and sat on the bed and prepared herself to be there for quite some time.
She knew she was due a punishment, after all, a slut like her deserved one just for being such a dirty whore, let alone refusing to give a blow job. When she did refuse, Master hardly said anything, which almost felt worse. He was stunned -- why would his Little Slut suddenly say no to the treat of having his hard cock gliding up and down towards her throat? He always gave her a reward afterwards -- 10 minutes of as much cum as she could muster with the toy of her choice. When such generosity was thrown back at him like this and rejected, he had no choice but to find a punishment that couldn't compare to any she'd experienced before.
She had no idea what was about to come to her...
Master made sure he had everything prepared for Slut's punishment, before waiting a little longer to add to the suspense, and then going to find his toy in his playroom.
"Trying to impress me with my favourite outfit? It might work sometimes, but not today, because it's punishment day, and you'd better be ready to behave and follow all the rules you're given".
She didn't dare say anything, but Slut noticed that Master didn't lock the door, which he always did, but she thought nothing of it, reminded herself of the safe word and complied.
Master strode over wearing nothing so there were no illusions about quite how horny he was. Slowly, he slid his hands up and down the outside of her coat before unbuttoning it and casting it aside. He took a moment to admire the view, before blindfolding her and tying her hands behind her back. Clearly, he was in no rush today, as he took a few photos of his slut to add to his collection before going anywhere near.
Once he was satisfied the photos would be useful for another day, he stripped her, pushed her down onto the bed and teased her, rubbing his balls across her face and bringing them down so he could get what he was refused before. He wandered his erect tip around her lips, waiting for her to beg for his cock. It didn't take long for Slut to start lifting her head up to try and find his cock, so she can start to make her apologies. Gradually, her lips are pushed apart by Master's erect tip, as he glides himself into her mouth. He pushes further and further in, making her squirm underneath him. She flicks her tongue around his tip, making sure he knows who's in control. It dawns on her she probably won't get the reward she always gets for taking his cock in her mouth and she braces herself for a long wait until her tits or vagina get any form of attention as he grabs her hair and slams her face further into his crotch.
Almost at the same time, she feels an unfamiliar hand start to make its way up her legs and to her own soaking wet groin. Tentatively at first, it appears to be examining what's there for it to play with, which only puzzles her more and more. Master did seem pretty miffed to be refused that blow job, but would he really bring another person to play with her? She'd always dreamed of this kind of punishment and whilst she feared it, the prospect of being double dominated turned her on even more. The hand wandered its way up her body, examining her breasts, gently squeezing each one, which only made her take Master's cock even deeper. Confirmation of what she'd suspected came.