It didn't sink in at first, but then I realize it. I hadn't heard you give me permission. I almost start to cry at the realization that I have disobeyed you. You withdraw from my pussy and order me out of the hottub and back to the room. I put my bikini back on and proceed back to the room, alone. You decide to let me stew a little on what exactly my punishment might be before actually handing it out.
When I get back to the room, I clean up a little, washing the chlorine smell off my body and out of my hair. You hadn't told me to do this or get dressed, but since I'm already going to be punished, I figure why not take a little more initiative. I sit down on the bed in a pair of thong panties and a camisole. I start to get nervous as first ten, then twenty minutes pass by and you are not back. Then I hear the door open and you're standing there. You meet my gaze and smile, that "you're in for it now" look that you give me so often. I tremble, worried about things and trying to remember the safewords, just in case.
"Stand up, and remove the clothes."
I comply as you move one of the desk chairs to the middle of the room, facing the television. You take me by the hair and roughly pull me over to the chair and bend me over the back, so my hands are by the seat. You tie one hand to each side of the seat, and nudge my legs apart, and tie them to the legs, so I am now bent over the chair and spread eagle. I hear you laugh, rather maniacally, as you admire your handiwork. I am trembling, hoping that the worst you're going to do is fuck me this way, but knowing that's not your plan.
You turn the television on and slip a tape into the VCR. Something comes on to the screen and I'm not sure what it is. Before I can focus, I feel your hand on my ass, caressing at first, then WHACK! a hard hit on my left cheek. I cry out, more stunned than anything else.
"Take a look at the tv, slut. Recognize anything?"
I look back at the television, and a sinking feeling enters my stomach. I recognize the restaurant that we were at early that day. The couple furiously fucking on the screen is us.
"Look at yourself. A wanton cumslut, taking the fucking I'm giving you. But there's a difference....the cumslut in this video knows how to listen."
You follow this up with another swift hit to the other ass cheek, then another, and another. You are getting progressively harder with your smacks, and my ass is soon glowing red. I cry out at first and then begin to moan. You continue to smack my ass while I watch you fucking me on the screen. I am mesmerized by the action, how much control you have over me, remembering what it felt like to have to hold back my orgasm. I'm getting wet, and I know what you will do if you find out. But it's too late.
"My little whore is enjoying herself, aren't you?" you ask, a finger snaking into my sopping pussy, feeling how wet I've gotten between watching the movie and the pain you've been inflicting on my ass. I groan as I feel a finger slip inside me and your thumb rubs on my clit. I fight the feelings because I don't want to be enjoying the punishment, but soon I'm panting and groaning, trying to fuck back against your fingers. But almost as soon as you've started, you stop. I groan again, but focus back on the tv, trying to be oblivious to you. This doesn't last long as you whack my ass again, but it was not your hand this time and it really did hurt. I scream out and turn my head. You have your belt in your hands.
"I didn't bring my whip because I thought you'd behave, but I guess this will have to do." and you whack my ass again. I am crying now, as each successive hit stings worse than the last. You stop and step back to admire my glowing ass, and I feel a sense of relief that you are done. On the tv, we are about at the end, where I cum in a hard orgasm, and I feel your fingers in my pussy once again.
"I'm about to let you cum, not here, but in the video. Look at it, see how hard you cum, how much you like my control. Why didn't you listen before?"
I am quivering under your touch as I hear myself cum on the screen. You continue finger fucking my pussy, feeling my juices flow more and more as I am getting closer to orgasm. I groan audibly when you withdraw your hand again.