Henry takes his punishment, and his reward.
"So, Henry. Here you stand, naked at my front door. You have told me your story but you have not made any request to me regarding what you would like me to do about it.' Mistress Dee looked down on Henry with a wicked glint in her eye. She wasn't going to make this easy for him.
'Mistress,' he started, 'would you please invite me into your house, and downstairs to your dungeon, where I would like to be punished according to my wife's and daughter's wishes. I accept that I have behaved very badly and I deserve the repercussions to be severe. I am willing to take whatever they have asked you to award me.'
'Really, Henry? And you do know that your lovely daughter wishes to witness your punishment session, don't you? She appeared very eager to see what I will do to you. Does this alarm you, or make you reluctant to submit to me today?'
Henry's cock, which he had been struggling to control for some time now, sprang to full erection as soon as Mistress Dee reminded him that he was to be punished in front of Jenny. His secret thrill no longer much of a secret. Oh, yes, Henry wanted to be exposed, naked and humble, to his daughter and to have his buttocks beaten black and blue while she watched. His erection thumped with his pulse, the scrotum drawn tight to provide the extra skin to accommodate his engorged penis. He was completely shaved making his already impressive cock seem even larger.
Under the circumstances, there was no need for Henry to reply to the question. Mistress Dee was no stranger to the depravities of her clients, nor averse to them. After all, there was so much fun to be had from people like Henry and his wife. Ah yes, his wife. That cunt-eating slut Mistress Dee had trained personally. Henry is in for a big surprise when he enters the dungeon, Mistress Dee smiled deliciously to herself. A big surprise!
'So, the naked slave who stands at my door requests punishment, is that it, Henry? You want me to beat you in front of your family?' she smirked.
'Yes, please Mistress. That is what they want you to do to me, and I humbly request that I be allowed to submit to their, and your wishes.'
'Then you may enter.' Said the dominatrix, stepping aside to allow him into the entrance hall where he adopted the punishment position again, awaiting further instruction.
'I understand from Maria that you have been banished to the spare bedroom and denied sex these past nine months, Henry. How does that make you feel?' she asked him.
'I have grown used to it, Mistress, although I miss the love and comfort I used to enjoy. To be honest, I'm not sure how much longer I can tolerate it. Maybe that's why I have behaved so badly in exposing myself to Jenny.'
'Hmmm,' Dee thought to herself. Obedience and humiliation aren't always a long-term pleasure, not for everyone.
Henry remembered the way. Along the corridor to the door to the cellars. There's the wine collection behind a barred gate. Turn left and walk to the table where the contract awaits signature. Read it, accept the rules and sign. 'Thank you, Mistress.' But as he looked up, it wasn't Mistress Dee. It was a young woman with raven black hair, deep blue eyes and ample breasts contained in a studded black leather peephole bra. The nipples had large rings through them, so large they would need to be removed before the bra could be, and from these were suspended small weights which pulled on the pierced nipples. She had on a short leather skirt and black ankle boots with heels high enough that she looked down slightly at Henry as he took all this in with enormous pleasure. What a beauty, he thought, forgetting for a moment that he was naked and on the brink of severe punishment.
'You may address me as Mistress Kim.' She instructed him. I am Mistress Dee's assistant today.
Lucky me, thought Henry foolishly, ignorant of just how nasty were the thoughts, desires and capabilities of this goddess before him.
Kim produced a large blindfold and placed it over Henry's eyes, cutting all light and vision off completely. Taking his elbow, she guided him into the adjoining room and led him to a whipping horse where he was bent over and secured in moments. Ankles, waist and wrists all held firmly and Henry's movements were reduced to a minimum. His ass was perfectly positioned for a beating, he knew, but still he could not see.
He waited in silence. There was a tangible atmosphere in the room and as the silence drew out, he began to hear small murmurings, a breath taken here and there, a waft of air. And on that waft of air was borne an oh so familiar smell; female arousal. He breathed in deeply through his nose and like almost every mature male who has inhaled such fragrance since humans emerged from the cave, his erection came to full strength as blood pounded through it.