She didn't even know what to say, she was stunned by what had happen and the knowledge that this torment had just started. She knew she had gotten herself in even more trouble last night. She knew she wasn't supposed to cum and did a good job at it. But for some reason the taste of them together had pushed her over the edge at the last second.
Now she would be in for it.
He had sent her the note to show up in the bedroom, get naked and put on the blindfold on the bed. Not such a big deal, he had done this before to her, but it was always under sweeter circumstances. Tonight, would be mean, and not just normal mean. She sat on her knees in the center of the room, completely naked and unable to see. She knew how to sit when told to do this as he had taught her a long time ago.
Now they were getting out of the basic teaching phase and onto the pushing her boundaries beyond her limits, or what she thought her limits were. He made her wait like this for five minutes before walking in the door. She didn't know if he already had something to punish her with or not, but she started to get a bit nervous and excited. She knew she didn't have to be scared, he might be scary sometimes but her would never do anything to hurt her.
"So, you know why you are like this today do you not?"
Ah, she knew this game, be a good little girl and answer right and things aren't so bad, but what he wanted was for her to screw up at some point to be meaner.
"Yes daddy," she said softly, trying to start off all demure.
"Good girl then, so you have no objections to anything I may want to do?"
"No daddy."
Still so far nothing out of the ordinary. She had been in this position a few times before.
"Good then stand up, hands at the small of you back, feet shoulder width apart."
She complied easily, knowing this would probably be the easiest thing she did all night. He stepped behind her and ran his hand across her pussy.
"You just can't hide how much you love this kind of treatment can you?" Oh, he was goading her on.
"No daddy."
He took her wrists in one hand and began tying them off in a secure cuff. It had been a while since he had tied her up and she had missed the feel of the ropes on her skin, biting in. He began to pull up on the cuff until her arms were a bit stretched. The two ends of the rope then went over each shoulder and crossed between her breast. They then went around her back and back over her breast. This continues for a few passes until he brought them both through the front between and pulled. This caused the ropes above and below to try and meet and squeeze her breast between. She had seen him do this to her before and it always got her going. This time was a little tighter than last, so she knew the sting would be more the longer they were on.
He finished off the tie and stepped back to admire his work. She could feel the blood rushing to her breast and making then tender.
"Nice little things we have here," he said as he roughly grabbed her right breast. This made her hiss in as it took her by surprise.
"They must be getting a little sore, don't worry I have something for that though."
Oh shit, what could this be. And there it was, a sharp searing pain through the left nipple. It must have been a clamp, and then there was the right. This made her squirm while standing and wanting to just sit down and hide her breast. It wasn't unbearable, but it sure did smart. She knew he had to open them up to not pinch as tight, as if they were like normal she would be curled over.
"There now, that should hurt. Much better than a little sting, wouldn't you say?"
"Yes daddy," she said breathlessly. Why did she just say that, she wondered? No, it wasn't, little pain is better than big pain, but she felt like she was losing this fight already.
"Good girl, now let's just lovingly stroke those tender things of yours."
She felt the first hit of the flogger. She could tell by the sound that he was barely swinging it but with everything else it was a bit unworldly. This continued for what felt like an eternity but was more like ten minutes. She was a panting, sweating mess. It had done nothing but drive her crazy having all that sensation. She knew it was visible how wet she had gotten but didn't care, maybe that just meant he would pay it some attention now.
"Well now, have we had enough, all you have to say is please stop and I will."
"Whatever you would like daddy." Yea she was screwed. She knew she was going to be a good girl this time and take everything he had with no complaints. He was just in too much control and all she wanted to do was give in.
"Well in that case we will keep going."
This went on for another few minutes. Her breast screamed fire at her, she knew they had to be bright red by now. She wondered how she looked, pink rope and red breast and sweat sheen.
"Now you've had enough of this, don't want to spoil you with being too nice now do we."
All she could muster was a no. She was barely standing, and he hadn't even begun. Apparently, he could sense her lack of support as he grabbed her by the rope and moved her along. She must have been swaying without realizing it. She didn't have to see you know she was under the hook in the ceiling.
"Now let's give you some support shall we little one?"
He wrapped another rope around her ribs and her shoulders. This then went through the eyelet and tied back off. He had never done it like this before and she wondered how it could hold her upright.
