10:23, she thought to herself, I might be too late as she listened to the computer log on to the internet.
It had been at least three months since the last time she talked to him. He had completely disappeared. She figured he had probably gotten in trouble with his wife over his internet fantasies and was laying low for a while, as they all do. She knew he would be back eventually, they always are. The excitement she felt when she received a message from him this afternoon that he wanted to talk to her tonight was indescribable. “Hurry Up” she whispered at the computer exasperated. She was supposed to be there at ten o-clock sharp. Finally it was all loaded up. She logged into yahoo and was instantly greeted by him.
“I was just about to leave. What took you so long Slutty Sara?” was his first message.
“I got distracted, had a phone call.” her reply.
“WHO CALLED YOU?! WHAT DID YOU TALK ABOUT, SLUT?” His stern reply put her on edge for a second. She thought to herself, why should it matter to you WHO I was talking with?! YOU stayed away for three months!
“Relax! It was my husband. We talked about our days.” She replied quickly. She worked an opposite schedule from her husband and only really saw him in person on the weekends, but they talked on the phone every night.
“Are you ready, Slutty Sara? Call me now! You are being timed, DON’T MAKE ME WAIT TOO LONG”
“Please give me five minutes. I have to lock up the house” She always locked up the whole house, turned on the stereo to drown out any noises she might make that could wake her children, put the dogs outside and turned off all the lights. When she was ready, she always closed the door to her room, got completely undressed, crawled into her bed and dialed the phone.
“FIVE MINUTES STARTING NOW! Hurry up SLUT!” He replied.
She went and did everything she needed, turned off the light and crawled into her bed and picked up the phone. Slowly she dialed the number, her fingers trembled knowing that in the beginning he was not going to be pleasant with her. She knew he was very upset about her tardiness.
“Hello” his soft sweet voice rang in her ears.
“mmmmmmmmmm Hello Dominick. How have you been?” She replied bubbly. She always called him by his first name, never "Master". He had told her in the beginning he preferred to be addressed using his name.
“I have been fine, honey, how have you been? And why have you stayed away so long?”
“Me? I have been here, just getting here a little later than normal but still here.” She replied.
“I see. So, honey, what are you wearing for me tonight?”
“My skin!” She giggled.
“So, you are naked for me tonight? I don’t want you naked just yet, go get on a set of white panties and bra. And you ARE being timed for this. DON’T make me wait! Go NOW!”
She jumped up and grabbed a set of white panties and bra out of her drawer quickly put them on and picked up the phone again. “I am back” as she slipped them on.
“Good. Now, get up on your hands and knees.” She did as asked and told him when she was ready. “Now slut, you have been bad. You made me wait three months to see you. Then you made me wait another 25 minutes because you were late! I think you need to be spanked for this.”
“Please, Sir, no spankings tonight.” She begged. “Please please please NO”
“Yes, YOU ARE GOING TO SPANK THAT ASS OF YOURS TONIGHT SLUT!” He hissed back at her thru the phone. “And for delaying it you are going to spank it even more now, that ass is going to be so red and tender by the time you are done. So you’d better start now.”
She remembered back to the last time they talked, and how long and hard she had to do it, and how she had bruises on her ass for a week and a half. Her husband teased her for weeks about it.
Sighing she reached her right hand back and swatted the right cheek. *smack* “That was not nearly as hard as it should be. Come on slut, harder!” He said.
*smack* Again her hand fell upon her ass. “Harder SLUT!” *smack smack smack* She hit her ass so hard it stung her hand on the last one and made her cry out. “That’s it Slut, just like that last one, now faster!” *smack smack smack* Again and again she slapped her hand down on her right cheek, which was now becoming very hot and tender. Her hand was numb and she was whimpering out with each slap. “You are spanking both of those cheeks now, aren’t you Slut?” He hissed at her. She switched hands and began on the left side. *smack smack smack* “What a fucking slut you are. Only a slut would spank her ass for someone like this! Come on, harder and faster. I know you can do it, I have heard you before!” She let out a soft moan in response, she knew she was a slut and proud to be one. *smack smack smack* Now her other hand was numbing and both cheeks were on fire.
“OK, ten more. Make them count, if any are not as hard as they should be you will have to do three more for each one. And one more thing, remove the panties. I want your ass bare for this set.”
She whimpered “Please Sir”
“Start counting” his only response to her plea.
*smack* “One” she counted strongly, *smack* “Two” …… *smack* “Six” her voice was starting to crack now, *smack* “Seven” …… *smack* “Ten” she screamed this one out with all the energy she had left. All through it he mocked her, calling her a dirty whore, slut, slutty Sara, telling her only a slut and a whore would spank their ass for someone on the phone like this. Every time he said this she would let out a soft moan in agreement and a secret smile would spread across her face.