Her day had begun just the same as any other. She awoke around 10 am to find Master gone and his daily note for her folded neatly on his pillow.
"Today my little girl is to be a relaxed kitten, be sure to lock the door first and foremost, behave your self and the rewards shall be great."
She set the note down, made the bed and headed off to soak in her morning bath. She glanced at the clock which read 11:15 am, and decided it was time to get out of the bath and begin her day of relaxing. She dressed in the clothes Master had laid out for her, white thongs and a tight white tank top, collected the book he had left for her and assumed her place curled up on the floor in her special place beside the bed that Master allowed her to share with him.
Suddenly she realized that she had neglected to lock the door, glancing at the clock she could see that it was 3:46 pm, she had not followed the one instruction Master had left for her and he would be home in a little over an hour. She practically ran to the door and breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the "click" of the deadbolt. She decided that she would tell Master upon his arrival that evening that she had forgotten to lock the door before her bath and had then gotten wrapped up in her book.
Little did she know that Master had decided to take the day off and surprise his little kitten for following his instructions, he was already in the house, waiting. Except now instead of rewarding her for being a mindful, responsible pet he was going to have to teach her a lesson. His pretty girl should never be so careless about locking the door, bad things could happen.
He was admiring her from a darkened corner, the way her nipples could be seen through her tight top, that tiny waist and flat stomach. He especially like to watch her ass when she walked, so tight and perfect.
"Nice," he spoke just above a whisper, enough to startle her and spin her around.
"Is someone there?" She scanned the room but saw nothing and heard nothing.
"Kitten's eyes must be tired from reading that book, now she's hearing things!"
"Is she?" The voice was a little louder now and froze her with fear.
She could feel her heart begin to race, her breathing quicken and to her amazement her pussy began to tingle, all her senses were in overdrive. Slowly she turned sure that someone or something was behind her but still she saw nothing. She calmed herself as best she could and settled with the fact that her mind was playing tricks on her. But it wasn't her mind at all, it was Master and he'd only just begun.
"A cat nap, that's what this kitten needs," she clicked off the light and began walking back toward the bedroom.
"Grrrrrrrrrrr" this time she spun around quickly to the sound of the deep, throaty growl.
The mere sight of the dark figure standing at the end of the hallway took her breath. She stood staring at him, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to scream! As her body began to shake uncontrollably she felt the fear like an electric shock travel to the core of her soul.
As he slowly approached her she noticed that he was wearing a mask over his face. "No!" She wasn't sure if she had said it out loud or if she had said it in her head. Time was standing still, and he was all that could move.
He was enjoying the look of fear on her face, like a mouse searching for a way out he thought, absolutely delicious. She tried to slowly back away from him but he caught her when she backed into the wall at the end of the hallway. He grabbed her firmly around the waist, spun her around, and pulled her as close to him as he could. He could feel her body begin to tremble.
"What do you want?" She spoke just above a whisper, her voice trembling with fear.
A few moments passed, and then in a blinding jerk he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back.
"Owww!!" The intensity of the pull made her cry out.
"Just to teach my pretty girl a lesson, leaving Masters door unlocked, bad things could happen to my pet!"
Then it sunk in that the masked man was Master, he knew she had disobeyed him, her heart sank, what would he do to her.
"You will obey me now young one or the consequences will be severe, do you understand?" She did not reply right away so he tightened his grip on her hair and pulled harder.
"I said do you understand?" She could feel tears escaping her eyes and beginning to run down her cheeks.
"Yes, Master."
"Good girl."
He released her hair and she could feel his hand move to her breast, down her belly, tracing the outline of her slinky thong. His touch was soft and deliberate, meant to turn her on and it made her pussy moist with excitement. As he began to walk her toward the bedroom she made the mistake of pushing back in obvious reluctance. He reached down and grabbed her moist mound and gave her a firm squeeze.
"You do not want to fight me my pet that will only increase the severity of my little ones punishment." The feel of his firm grip on her pussy made her juices begin to flow.
"Mmmm...Master didn't think so".
She had never been this scared and excited at the same time before, her head was a whirlwind of thought. She relaxed as he loosened his grip on her lips.
"Very good my little pet".
For her all of this was frighteningly erotic, and again he began to push her to the bedroom. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. He then crawled on top of her and straddled her waist pinning her arms down so she couldn't move. She loved how strong and powerful he was, and her fear was starting to subside.
Her heart sank when she caught a glimpse of the knife he had tucked into the waist of his pants. He noticed her eyes widen, and her breathing quicken yet again, he knew she had seen it but had no intention of telling her what he planned to do with it. As he reached for it she began to struggle a bit.
"My kitten will be perfectly still, understood?"
She nodded in agreement. He pulled the knife out and slipped it under the shoulder of her top, cutting one side then the other. She realized that his intentions for the knife were to strip her, the thought of this made her soaked with fear and excitement. After he had cut away her top, he explored her breasts with his free hand, pinching and pulling at her perky nipples. He then turned himself around on her so that his back was to her face, and her arms were tucked securely by her sides, she couldn't move nor did she try to. She liked how strong he felt on top of her, they way he had striped her. She knew now he wasn't going to hurt her with the knife, and in a way she was sort of glad she'd forgotten to lock the door. She was enjoying his "lesson", so far but had no idea what he had planned for her.
She could feel him run the blade down her belly and gently work it under the strings of her thong, she dared not move, or even breathe. POP...first one side then the other, then he used the blade to push away the fabric, exposing her wet pussy. She felt his fingers slide down, further, further until one slipped easily between her swollen lips. She tried to remain still but his fingers felt so good inside her that she found herself rising to meet them.
"SLAP!!!" He landed it with intensity directly on her swollen clit.
"I said PERFECTLY STILL!"
"Sorry Master." Her tears began to fall as he grabbed her wrist and rolled her onto her stomach, she could feel him fasten the restraints around her wrists, then her ankles.
He stood back admiring the way she looked, arms outstretched, legs spread to his liking, so helpless, so vulnerable.
"Now you are ready for your lesson my little girl."
She began to tremble with fear as he put the gag in her mouth and pulled the mask over her face.
"You are not allowed to move, if you do the lesson will get harder for you, understand?" She could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks and soaking the mask as she shook her head yes.
"Good my little one."
"Now this will hurt, but remember you are not to move, you can scream all you want but DON'T move!"
Usually Master started out light with her punishment, but she had left the door unlocked when she was home alone. She had put herself in harms way, she had to learn to be more careful. The first hit was firm across her ass; she knew it was the whip. Not too bad she thought and managed to keep perfectly still. Every time the whip met her ass or the small of her back it came down with a little more force and she began to whimper, but remained motionless.
"Very good my pet."
