she's all alone. Sitting on the floor, naked with only handcuffs and a blindfold. her hands are cuffed in front of her, her Master did that on purpose. she sat alone for what seemed like hours, but in reality she knew it was only a few minutes. she felt herself getting wetter and wetter as the seconds ticked by. she reached down to her cunt and put a finger on it to see how wet she really was. she couldn't stop there, she felt her clit, it was hard and swollen. The touch of her finger was exciting to it. she knew her Master's rules, if she was caught pleasuring herself without His permission, she would be punished. If He stayed away much longer, she would risk it. Besides, she loved the punishments He handed out. she wondered what it would be tonight, if He caught her. Would He spank her? Use the beloved flogger or maybe the crop with the velvet tip. Or would the punishment get severe? Would He torture her by denying her His cock she so loved to suck? Just thinking of the discipline, made her wetter, made her clit harder, if she continued to think, she would cum. "The hell with it", she thought, "it's worth it."
He stood in the doorway and watched her. "My little one. she didn't even hear Me. she must be ready to be fucked within an inch of her soul." He back away from the door a few feet, made a noise, so not to scare her, " My pet- " she moved her hands away from her cunt very quickly, He smiled. "Why, little one, I don't remember you asking for My permission to pleasure yourself." He spoke softly, He didn't believe in yelling at His sub, she would react in the way He wanted her to if He spoke quietly.
"No Sir, i did not ask for Your permission, i am sorry."
He began to walk around her, still speaking soft and low, "Why are you sorry?" He asked her
she began to choke on her words, He smiled, "Be cause...i did not ask for permission."
"My permission for what?" He watched her body start to quiver.
"To pleasure myself." her breath was getting too heavy.
He let His voice get firmer, not louder, "you do realized that sluts like to get themselves off all the time. I guess this makes you a slut. Are you?"
she didn't answer, she couldn't. He was loving it.
He walked to her and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her head back, He whispered angrily, "Answer Me! Are you a slut?"
"No Sir." she said breathlessly.
"No?" Then why didn't you ask for permission?"
"i don't know, please forgive me, Master. It won't happen again."
He let go of her hair, "well, let's just make sure, ok?"
"Oh no! Master, please don't! i'll be good, i promise."
"I know you will be good, little one, but, as you know, I punish when you are bad, and you have been bad."
He watched her body go from quivering to shaking all over, He knew she was enjoying this as much as He was, and that excited Him even more.
He squatted down in front of her and took off her blindfold. He ran a finger down her the side of her face and cupped her chin in his hand and looked at her. she was beautiful. her blue eyes and her light brown hair with the touch of red combined with her tiny waist and wide hips made Him quiver inside. And the beauty that lay inside her, well, in His thoughts, she was perfect. An angel. she was like no other. To look at her, one would think she was just an ordinary, lovely young woman. But to KNOW her...she lived to please her Master. By pleasing Him, she herself got her pleasure. she was extra-ordinary. No other sub had given Him what she had. No other sub had taken from Him what she had. He had never allowed another to take His very soul. she did. He handed it to her gladly and never had a moment's regret. she was His and He was hers. Sometimes, like now, He wondered who was the sub and who was the Master.
He shook his head and uncuffed her tiny wrists. "Go get on the bed, slut." she gasped and moved to get up, He grabbed her and stopped her.
"No, crawl."
