She was kneeling in the garden, dressed in a pair of bright blue shorts that hugged her ass perfectly and a light yellow shirt that tied in the middle of her succulent breasts, hair drawn back into a high ponytail that hung almost to the top of her ass. Singing softly to herself, she never even heard me approach only noticing me once my shadow was cast over her as I moved behind her.
Her heart fluttered as she noticed the shadow, swallowing hard, she turned on her knees and looked up at him. Her face giving away the guilt she was feeling. "Hello Sir," she said tentatively.
"Hello My pet, What is wrong My babydoll? " he asked seeing the worry on her face.
She took a deep breath then blurted it out..."I didn't mean to do it. I was just going to look up something on your computer," her voice was filled with remorse.
A scowled formed on his face. "What have you done babydoll, surely it couldn't be that bad." He almost chuckled as he pictured his little blonde submissive using white out on his screen.
She looked up at him with her big brown doe eyes, biting her lower lip as she worked up the courage to continue. "I spilled my drink over your desk...you're keyboard. She hurried on, "I tried to clean it up..really I did."
Interrupting her, his anger showing as he said, "You did what! How could you be so irresponsible? How could you not pay attention?
"I pulled the back off the keyboard and it's...well...broke. I wanted to clean it and then when I took the back off the keys well, they all fell out and I tried to get it all back together, but..." her voice trailed off and she took another deep breath as she looked up at him. Her voice now soft and full of repent, "I'm sorry Master, I know I wasn't supposed to have a drink near it...not after last time."
He glared down at her, too angry to even speak. Right there in the garden she reached up to undo his belt, thinking that if she sucked his cock, he would soften and forgive her quicker. His fists clenched and released then he brushed her away and strode off towards the house. She got up off her knees and ran after him.
"Please Sir, I'll go get you a new keyboard, just tell me what kind you want," desperation filled her voice. "I cleaned everything else up...well...except..."
"Except what?" his voice slowly rising.
Except those papers that were laying on your desk...they kinda...well the ink all bled...I don't think they are salvageable," she hung her head as she finished speaking.
"Get your ass inside now slut, I don't want to hear another thing from you," his hands were planted on his hips as he glared at her, pushing her hands away once again as she reached for his pants.
Her lip quivering she answered, "yes Master and turned, running up the path."
He watched her go, even in his anger, he finds the sight of her ass in those tight shorts enticing. Following her in, he retreated further into the house and entered his den. Finding everything on the desk in disarray he shook his head in disbelief. How could she do this ...again! The papers were quite important...little did she know just how important! It hadn't been that long ago since she had done this very thing for the second time. Well babydoll, he thought to him, strike three. Time to teach you a lesson.
She stayed in the kitchen, pacing as she waited for him to calm. Hoping he would, praying he would. She stopped and got a drink of water to try to help calm herself and then began her nervous pacing once more.
"Do you realize what you destroyed today!" He had come up behind her and when he spoke she jumped and spun around to face him. "Fuck the computer keyboard," throwing up his hands as he continued. "Do you know what those papers were? Jesus, I... What the hell am I going to do with you? This is the third time now, the look on his face showing his displeasure.
"I am sooo sorry," she said again, no I don't know what they were, and I really am sorry, so sorry, it won't ever happen again, I promise you it wont, not ever.
He let her ramble for a minute then cut her off. "Empty promises babydoll, you have promised this before and yet I catch you with drinks near the computer all the time," his eyebrows furrowing.
"I was just going to get an address... I wasn't planning on staying there. please dot be mad at me Master..." Her eyes begged him for forgiveness.
"The papers My sweet thoughtless little doll, were the papers paying off all of your debts...Also a binding agreement to secure you to Me forever. The plans for an elaborate collaring ceremony and all the checks already written out." He stood and watched, her face registering the enormity of her carelessness.
Her face fell and she stumbled backwards ..."ohhhhhhhh"...her voice trailing off as tears formed in her eyes.
"That's right, months of planning and work you have just ruined," his head shook slowly. "Not to mention the keyboard that will need replaced but that," he said with a wave of his hand, "is the least of it."
She came to him and went to her knees, looking up at him. "Sir," her voice trembled, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have had the drink anywhere near the computer and I promise I never will again," she paused a moment a sob escaping her lips, "Master...I accept whatever punishment you decide upon."
Looking down, his face still enraged, but yet he caressed her face..."babydoll, this was to make you Mine forever to bind us as we both desire. The computer can be fixed but there were no copies of anything else yet." His face grim as he told her he had made his decision. He watched her tears drip down her cheeks as she thought about what she had done.
"Strip Slut, do it now," his eyes blazed.
"Yes Sir," her voice catching in her throat as she pulled her shirt up over her head and laid it aside.
"Fold it fucking neatly," he spat out before she could even get a chance. "Jesus always so messy."
He had to turn his head to hide his smirk as she snatched up the shirt and folded it with precision before unbuttoning her shorts. He stopped her with his command, "turn around as you drop the shorts. She turned and slowly peeled the shorts down over her ass and down her legs, stepping out of them, folding them and setting them with her shirt. His eyes followed, drinking in her movements as her body was bared to him.
Without turning, tears brimming in her eyes, she quietly asked, "panties on or off Sir?"
"OFF!" the statement sharp.
"Yes Sir," she said quietly as her hands moved to her hips and her thumbs hooked in the waistband.
Even in her shame her movements were soft and fluid and so enticing to him. She lowered them slowly down over her ass, pushing them down her legs and as she bent to step out of them her sex was exposed to him and he felt his cock swell at her beauty. She stood up keeping her back straight while her shoulders shook as she took in a deep breath and let it out in little shudders.
"Come here to the desk and pick up the papers babydoll, I want you to see what you destroyed." His hands motioning her over, "go head, make out what you can through the smears." His voice so cold it bit into her.
She nervously replied, "yes Sir," as she came forward and picked the soggy stained papers off the desk. Tears started to spill and she brushed them away with the back of her hand as she tried to make out the words.
"Now My sweet pet, what do you think is appropriate to punish you...You know what you have done and I want to know what you think would be fitting of a punishment..." he stood waiting her response. "Answer Me SLUT!"
"Well...no computer for a while...and ...and a ...a spanking...and owwwwwwww," she gave a jump, interrupted by his hand spanking her ass hard.
"That goes without saying and don't (THWACK!) be cutesy with Me! I know how you crave spankings My little cumguzzling fuckdoll...Why would I do what you love...to punish you with something such as you love?"
"She answered quietly...but I dot like punishment spankings Sir." She swallowed hard, her discomfort obvious, just saying the word punishment caused her face to flush harder.
He grabbed her arm and walked her to the couch, pushing off his pants as before sitting and laying his belt next to him, then he reached and pulled her over his lap. He didn't let her whimpers or the two hand prints already adorning her alabaster cheeks deter him. His hand raised and came down hard as he calmly said, "count for Me slut."
"Owwwww...one Sir!" her breath pulling in sharply as another sting was added to her flesh.
His hand landed just a bit lower, he watched the jiggle of her cute little buns as his hand rebounded, and awaited her proper response.
"Oooooooo, two Sir!
This time he struck just at the bottom of her asscheek, knowing it would elicit a greater response. Of course she couldn't see, but a smile spread across his face as she let out a sharper cry and wiggled her ass so sexily.
Uhhhnnnn...three Sir!" her voice catching as she spoke. She felt the tears start to flow freely now, splashing down onto her hands that were keeping her from falling forward.
He moved to the other side, but the same spot. His grin broadened as he had to hold her steady with his other hand to keep her from wriggling right off his lap.
"Ooooohhhh four Sir!" she felt them so strongly, he had not started off slow and built her up to a true spanking. Punishment spankings were not treated the same as a discipline or pleasure spanking and she knew it. But still, the shock of each spank caught her by surprise.
