Edging
She kneels at the foot of his bed in her edging position. She's naked under the blanket draped loosely around her. She places her left arm on the edge of the bed, her right hand is beside her, holding her vibrator. Slightly leaning forward, her breasts are free. Her feet are touching behind her with her bare ass slightly resting on them but her knees are wide.
"Begin girl" he says in a tone that is as commanding as it is gruff.
She moves the vibe to settle it between her legs and pushes the power button. The cold silicone jumps to life against her hot and swollen pussy.
She isn't allowed to cum. She isn't even allowed to ask. She is completely his, especially at this moment. Completely at his mercy.
She begins to moan softly, moving her hips, feeling the waves of vibration.
She knows how this goes. This is their nightly routine. After a series of edgings, he may or may not allow her to cum. If he doesn't, he usually uses her wet cunt for his own pleasures. One thing she's thankful for though is that, unless she's being punished, he typically will not leave her without one orgasm.
Tonight was typical, no punishment was in order. She moans softly, and rocks faster against the flowing pattern. Her moans grow louder as her orgasm starts to build.
He had been laying in his bed. Not really paying her much attention at first. This wasn't unusual, sometimes he'd ignore her for his own fun. However, as she neared her climax, he sat up slowly, gazing over on But at her.
"Stop," he commanded.
She lets out a small whine, but obeying his command, she pulls the toy away from her body.
"Count," he said sternly.
Asking her to count was his way of understanding when the pleasure she had built wore off and she was ready to start again.
She counted to 5.
As she did, he got to his feet and rounded the bed to where she was and he stood behind her. Quickly he placed his right hand on her right shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Begin girl"
They both felt her jolt a little as the toy made pulsing contact with her throbbing clit again.
After a few minutes he said, "Up girl, present".
She stumbled a little but quickly tried to obey him. The blanket fell to the floor at their feet. She moved into her presentation position on the bed. Her left arm stretched out in front of her, her right hand was still holding the vibe between her thighs. She is propped up on her knees, her ass in the air, her face in the mattress.
"Mmm very good my slave, very good" he said as he inspected her body. "Are you allowed to cum yet, my girl?" He asks, knowing she's nearing her edge again.
"No Sir." she answered quietly, her voice shaky.
"Good girl. You'll remember that then...." His voice trails off, but as it does, he quickly slides a finger in her throbbing and wet pussy.
She moans loudly as the pleasure grows in her.
He slides another finder inside her and she begins to rock against his hand.
"Be still, girl." He says as he inserts a third finger, making her tighten around him slightly. She lets out a fierce moan.
"Do not cum slave. If you cum without my command, you'll receive a strict punishment, do you understand me?" He barks
She shutters. While trying to control her climax, she is overtaken by her focus.
It wasn't until a sharp smack landed on the left side of her ass that she snapped out of her trance.
"I said, do you understand me, slave?" He nearly shouts as he lands another hard smack across her ass.
"Yes, ugh, but, please...."
Just as her words trail off, her climax overtakes her body. She shutters over and over as cum pours out of her on to his hand. But as she does, she knows she's in big trouble with her Master, who, by this time, had swiftly removed his fingers from her pussy. He stands there behind her with his arms crossed and disappointment plastered across his face. As she finishes she falls to the bed exhausted, ashamed and slightly terrified.
"Ok, so you think you're just going to cum without my permission and that'll be all?" He asks, surprisingly calm.
She whimpers.
"Not happening" he says as he smoothly flips her onto her back. He positions her. He spreads her feet wide, leaning into her knees with his elbows. He then places her hands above her head before saying "Do. Not. Move" as he walks into the adjacent bathroom.
While she lays there waiting, small tears form at the corners of her eyes. She's usually much more aware, much more capable of controlling and withholding her orgasms. She knows her Master and his punishments. They aren't typically something to be asked for.
Punishment
A minute or so later, he emerges from the bathroom naked and erect. She has always admired his body. He is slim built, average height and has neat dark brown hair. His skin is soft and warm. His eyes are always passionate but today they were also filled with fire. She knows she has truly fucked up.
He steps closer to the bed. That's when she sees the thick, leather riding crop in his hand and the strap around his wrist. She is in for something, and definitely not a treat.
This particular crop is red with black accents. It's leather and slightly heavy. He hasn't had to use it on her very often but she knows this crop. This is the crop used by Master specifically for punishings after escaped orgasms.
"Do. Not. Move" he says as he again moves closer to the bed "You, my girl, have shown disobedience. You have orgasmed without my permission and you have disappointed me".
She remains still and silent as he positions himself at the top of her head, with his knees on top of her hands and encircling her head. His rigid cock is directly over her face.
"Now," he begins, "I am going to give you your punishment. You are my Submissive, my slave. I own you and your body. I control your orgasms. Do you understand?
"Yes Sir" she answers meekly.
He swings the crop down sharply on her pussy.
Her tears finally fall from her eyes as the pain sets in.
Then he swings the crop again and struck her on her right inner thigh. She squirms. He lands the crop over and over rapidly, hitting her pussy and her inner thighs.
This goes on for several minutes.
He then gets off the bed and walks around to inspect his work. Her pussy lips are red and swollen and even slightly purple. Her inner thighs are purple and blue. She is sore and whimpering.
He climbs up and places his cock on her lips.
"You're going to ready my cock, slave. Take me in your mouth and do not let me fall out. No hands. Keep still. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir" she responds. She opens her mouth and he forces his cock between her lips.
He chokes her with his cock, thrusting in and out until he is slick and throbbing.
