Wednesday -- Punishment and Submission -- A Day Away
Waking up the next morning, I again can hear Leah in the kitchen. I open the drawer on my night stand and take out another wrist strap. Then it is off to the kitchen to begin another day with my new pet. As I enter the kitchen, again Leah lowers herself to her knees and waits for me to speak. I walk in and sit at the table with the wrist strap in my robe pocket, take her face in my hand and say, "Yesterday was very good, lil one, but there were a few moments of hesitation, and you know when, right?"
She nods slowly, eyes moving down, "but it was a good day all together, today will be much more demanding, I hope you are up for it."
Taking the wrist strap from my pocket I look into her eyes, "I decided you earned this after all, the denial was a test, you coped with it just the way I had hoped."
The strap is placed on her wrist and she smiles from ear to ear. "You earned it, I waited till today so you could feel some extra denial."
She looks at her prize and again the smile fills her face, she drops back on her heels and lowers her eyes again, "Master, may I speak?"
Taking her face in my hand and lifting her to my gaze, "You may, my lil pet."
She looks up just a little and I can see a tear in her eye, "I was so afraid I had not pleased you Sir, that I hardly slept the whole night. It cut me to the bone that I did not earn your favor and receive the days reward. I thought I had done something terrible. Thank you Sir, thank you so much for this gift," the tear trails down her cheek and I wipe it off, kissing her softly.
"Lil one, I only kept it from you to show you that nothing is a given, everything in this life is earned, somethings more difficult than others. Today is going to be a long day filled with lots of challenges and as many possibilities."
I tell her this as I play with her nipples, pinching and twisting them between my thumb and fingers. She winches as I torture them, pushing her breasts into my hands, not pulling away at all. This makes me smile and gives me that old forgotten tingle that a true slave gives her Master.
"Do you remember what today's lessons are about my pet? What you are to learn about today?"
She looks down and a sly smile spreads across her tiny face, She whispers, "How to accept punishment and to submit without question."
I was impressed, I expected just a simple repeating of the objects of today, Punishment and Submission, she clearly had read into the intent and not just the idea.
"That is very correct lil bit, today you will give yourself over to me completely and trust me deeply. You will also learn how to accept the punishment you are given, even if you feel it is not deserved. Are you ready for such a potentially painful and humiliating lesson? Do you trust me completely?"
"Master, my trust in you has no limit, no boundary, I will trust you with my life, if that is your wish. Nothing worries me to much though I am a little frightened, I have read your journals and I know how ..... intense you can be with punishments. That said, my life is yours to do with as you please Master."
She lays her hand against my palm and kisses it. I am moved by this gesture, my palm is the object of immediate and swift correction and she seems to understand this by her action. " I hope you are ready lil one, today we see if you are willing to give everything over to me, your body and soul."
I turn back to the table and look to see what my pet has done for me this morning. She has again made me a lovely breakfast and this time I eat without giving her permission to do the same, I finish and without saying another word I walk away from the kitchen and into the living-room. She watches me leave and I can then hear her cleaning up after me, but to my delight she does not get herself anything to eat even though it is made and sitting on the table.
After she finishes the cleaning of the kitchen and puts the food away, she moves to the doorway of the living-room and waits at the door. I ignore her for about 20 minutes and look through the selections on the stereo searching out my favorites. I do not even acknowledge that she is at the door.
She never falters and doesn't move from the door, after enough suspense, that must be tearing her apart, I look up and say, "I can't seem to find anything to entertain me, I think I want to watch you masturbate for me."
She smiles and drops to her knees and begins crawling over to her spot in the front of my chair. Laying back, she starts to slowly rub, teasing her pussy and I can see she is already wet, She has gotten to the point that she is almost always wet, just where I want her to stay. I can tell she already needs to cum from the look in her eyes, but she also knows permission has not been given. I reach into her 'toy' drawer in the end-table next to my chair and pull out a large rubber cock.
Tossing it on the floor between her legs, "fuck that pussy with your toy, lil one, make it sloppy wet, but my pussy doesn't need to cum yet. Now that doesn't mean you are suppose to slack off, fuck that nasty cunt until you are ready to explode."
She picks up the toy and pushes it inside her pussy, without even getting it wet, she is so fucking hot. She almost goes over the edge with the first couple of thrusts and I can see her eyes begging for a release. I tell her to leave the toy inside her pussy and get on her hands and knees facing away from me.
She responds almost as soon as I finish telling her and the large rubber cock is bouncing up and down as she tries to maintain. I reach into the second drawer and pull out a riding crop, standing I move close behind her. I tell her to drop her head but keep that wet ass and pussy in the air.
"So you know, this is just because I feel like it," and I bring the crop down across her tiny ass with a loud Thwack. The welt jumps up almost immediately, she jumps, but doesn't move away or drop the large toy still in her wet, throbbing cunt.
I begin to whip her like a horse that is losing ground in a big race, crossing the cheeks of her ass with red and purple welts. I keep this up for several minutes, not telling her but I intend to only stop when she cries out from the pain. She holds on for a very long time, finally lets go a loud cry and the tears stream down her face.