She took out her phone, flipped it open, scrolled down to the messaging menu and sent a text to him. It was only three words 'on my way'. Putting the phone down she put the car into drive. Before reaching even the first stop light her phone dinged indicating a new text. Once she reached the light she stopped the car and grabbed the phone to read the text.
'Door Is unlocked come straight upstairs'. Smiling she put the phone down. She smiled for two reasons the first was the anticipation of what would happen once she reached his house. The second she knew she should text him back right away to acknowledge that she understood his instructions, but she didn't.
They both new the game she played and she knew every second that she didn't reply he'd get a little more irritated. She loved pushing his buttons but not to the point of true anger. He would send another then she would be in trouble, possibly even punished tonight.
Sighing she picked up the phone to text him back but as she flipped open the phone it dinged again. Wincing she read the text, 'Did you get my text?'. Know that if she wanted to she could lie and tell him she couldn't read it because she was driving but she would never lie to him about anything, and he knew that she did text and drive sometimes. So she replied 'Yes', a second later the phone dinged. 'Ok' was his reply.
Knowing she was in trouble she put the phone down and continued to his house. She no longer smiled but still the anticipation was still there because she knew that he would never truly hurt her. She pulled up in front of his house parking the car at the curb. She got out and made her way to the door. Letting herself in she set the car keys down on the table and made her way upstairs.
Turning at the corner of the banister she stopped to take in the sight. The lights were off except for the strand of white lights that hung from the ceiling casting their dim light around the room making it look eerie. At the other side of the room the futon was in its couch form with him sitting in the middle of it. He wore an all black t-shirt and jean, his feet were bare. His elbows were resting on his knees, his hands together as if in prayer, with his forehead resting on his fingertips. In the middle of the room were pillows laid out almost like a bed.
"Angel," he said to acknowledge she was there, but didn't look up. She took a step toward him.
"Stop!" He said forcefully. "Did I tell you to come here?"
"No," She said quietly.
He looked up at her and said one word. "Undress."
Looking at him she knew that he was upset about the texts, so she obeyed and began taking off her clothes. His eyes never left her, he just watched her as each piece of skin was revealed. After the last piece of clothing was discarded she stood there waiting for him to give her the next direction.
Several minutes went by, "Why didn't you text me back?"
Knowing better than to give the real reason and refusing to lie she simply stayed silent.
Finally sighing he motioned with his finger, "Come here."
She walked toward him stopping right in front of him. He looked up at her and faster than she realized he reached up and grabbed her nipple. She hissed from the sudden and unexpected pain, but he ignored her and tugged her by the nipple until her face was next to his.
"That was very naughty." He whispered in her ear as his other hand reached up and began twisting, pinching, and pulling on her other nipple. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Sorry," she whispered, but it wasn't good enough for him.
He pinched a little harder. "What did you say?"
The pain was beginning to get uncomfortable but she replied anyway, "I'm sorry." She said louder.
"Better, I'm going to let go do not move." He let go of her nipples and as instructed she didn't move, just stayed bent over. He got up and moved behind her. As he walked behind her he ran his fingers lightly down her back and over her ass. He grabbed her hair and pulled until she was standing straight up with her head tilted back. "As I said that was naughty and what happens to naughty girls?" He said in her ear.
He waited a couple seconds then pulled a little harder on her hair, "Well?"
"They're punished."
"That's right they are." He dragged her by her hair over to the wall and put her back against it. "Stay just like that."
She watched him walk over to the other side of the room and grab a belt, anal beads, and clothes pins. He set the belt over his shoulder, he had a very intense look in his eyes as he walked back towards her. He began by tweaking her nipples once he was happy he clamped the clothes pins one on each nipple. He played with them for a few minutes before trailing his hand down her stomach reaching between her legs he started stroking her clit. After kissing her senseless he removed his had making her groan.
"Not a sound! Now turn around, put your hands on the wall, and stick that ass out."
She stood there with her hands on the wall and her ass sticking out just like he instructed listening to him move about behind her. Waiting for the first blow to land she was surprised when she felt something hard and wet against her asshole and knew it was the anal beads. "Now I know you can take all of these." The first few balls went in extremely easily however he had to use a little more force to get the rest in. Once they were all in he tugged on the loop a little moving it around he loved tormenting her like this. He released the loop, "Keep them all in."
He stepped back and she knew what was coming next. The first blow from his gloved hand landed it stung but didn't hurt. He ran his hand around her ass then landed a blow on the other cheek. This continued for about ten or so swats, he again ran his hand around her ass again. But this time when the blow landed it wasn't his hand it was the belt. She sucked in air.
"Are you ok?" He asked, she knew he didn't want to cause her real harm.
She nodded her head and again the blows began to land alternating with the belt and him lightly running his hand over her ass.
"I love how red your ass turns when I give you a spanking. But I think that should be enough for you to have learned your lesson. What do you think, have you learned your lesson?" He said as he grabbed her chin and turned her head toward him.
