Teri hurried to get the dishes done. Master didn't require them to be done until bed time, but he'd called earlier in the day and told her he was having a bad day. That usually meant that she was going to be punished when he got home. She smiled to herself as she rinsed the last glass. Sometimes it really was punishment, but when he called in advance, it was never really punishment for her. As weird as it sounded, she didn't think of it as punishment at all.
She leaned her ass against the kitchen sink as she wiped her hands. If someone had told her ten. . . hell, five years ago, that she would enjoy being paddled, whipped and flogged, she would have told them that they were out of their mind. Who would enjoy being hurt? She smiled to herself as she turned and laid the folded dish towel on the lip of the sink.
She never, in her wildest dreams, thought she would enjoy being punished. When she first moved out of her daddy's house she thought that would end ever having to be over someone's knee for ever. Not that it really entered her mind that way. . . she was just happy to be moving in with her new husband. And like all girls, her dreams were that they would live happily ever after. Of course that didn't work out, just like her daddy told her it wouldn't. She shrugged to herself as she looked over the pile of clean dishes before turning around and starting to the bedroom.
It was later on, after her second failed marriage, that she started wondering what was wrong with her. She enjoyed sex just fine, it was just that she didn't have those explosive orgasms that she always read that other woman had. She always thought that they were just exaggerating, at least until that first time she stumbled across one of those adult bookstores.
She was embarrassed as hell going into it the first time. It took her two months of driving past it almost everyday before she finally made up her mind to just go in. She was just being foolish she told herself. There was no reason to be embarrassed, she told herself. It was an ADULT book store for heavens sake! She was an adult! There was no reason to be embarrassed about going into an ADULT bookstore.
Even though she had to talk herself into going in, she still parked outside and waited to make sure it was empty before getting out of her car. To this day, she admitted to herself, she would probably have been embarrassed if there hadn't been a woman behind the counter that was about her age and who. . . sort of, took her under her wing.
Carol, Teri learned her name on future visits, personally showed her all of the "toys" that most women enjoyed, from the smallest little purse sized vibrators to massive cock shaped dildo's that made her wonder who would enjoy something that big in them. She finally settled on one of those torpedo vibrators that she'd seen a number of times. But what was fascinating at the time was that she couldn't help herself from looking at some of the leather equipment they had displayed. It gave her a sort of funny feeling in her stomach that she at first thought was fear or revulsion.
It wasn't until she met Master and he turned her over his knee that first time that she realized that that feeling wasn't fear, but excitement. As much as it hurt being turned over Masters knee and spanked, she found that she had never been so excited in her life. She would have done anything for him right then and there, but instead, he just pushed her off his lap and left in a huff. . . but not before she noticed the huge bulge in his pants. That excited her even more. . . that he got excited punishing her.
It took two days for Master to call her again, two days of her climbing the walls. For two days she felt as if she was teetering on the edge of an orgasm, and for some reason, she fought from using her trusty vibrator. She didn't know why.
"I'm coming over for dinner tonight. . . we have to talk." was all he said before hanging up the phone.
Dinner went well, although Master didn't say anything about taking her over his knee. Teri felt as if she was on pins and needles the whole time, being unusually more attentive then she usually was.
"That was very good, little one," he said as she rushed to clean up the table while he sat back with his hand on his stomach, a satisfied smile on his face. And, thinking back on it, she couldn't remembering ever being more happy then when he used those two little words, 'little one'. She supposed she should have been a little upset being called that, but the funny thing was that it gave her a sort of warm feeling in her stomach. Her response was even more unexpected, it actually came from her heart.
"Thank you, Sir. Can I get you anything else?" She asked. It wasn't until she got back in the kitchen that she realized that she just called him Sir, and stood at the kitchen sink, staring out the back window, mortified. She decided that she would just laugh it off as if it were just a joke if he said anything about it. Teri didn't even know how long she'd been in the kitchen staring out the back window before she finally ventured back out into the dining room and found Master sitting in the living room. She remembered smiling seeing how comfortable he looked. A sort of calm went through her.
"Come here little one." he said holding out his hand when he finally saw her standing there. For some reason she felt as if her heart was going to explode as she hurried across the room and took his hand. This was only their fourth "date" and she knew deep in her soul that she shouldn't be feeling like she was.
"Sit down," he said, patting his lap. She did, fighting the urge to wrap her arms around him. "First off, I liked you calling me Sir, it showed a lot of respect." he said as he put his hand around her waist. Teri felt herself starting to blush, yet at the same time feeling herself go a little breathless. "Do you usually make it a habit to call men "Sir"?
"No. . . " She was about to call him by his name but thought better of it, "Sir." If he liked it when she called him Sir, then that's what she'd call him. Actually, she kind of liked it. "It just felt. . . I guess sort of, I don't know. . ."
"It's alright, little one, I understand." He said, pulling her down against him and holding her tight. For the first time that she could remember, she actually felt protected wrapped in some mans strong arms. She felt as if she could stay there for ever. They sat there rocking slightly back and forth for a few minutes. "About the other night. . . " he finally said.
"Yes, Sir." Teri hated pulling her head off of his shoulder, but she wanted to see his face when he talked about spanking her. She wasn't sure that he was going to talk about it, but if he did, she wanted to see his eyes. She felt herself getting excited for no reason at all.
"Well, I'm sorry if I hurt you little one. . . "
"No, Sir. You didn't hurt me, I deserved it." She blurted. Suddenly she felt her face get hot. She didn't mean for it to come out like that. She was trying to be cool about it. Now he probably thought she was a pervert or something. It was all she could do to keep the tears from welling up in her eyes. But then she thought she saw something in his eyes, something in the way he looked at her.
"Your right little one, you did deserve it, but I still didn't want to hurt you. . . at least not yet." He added with a grin. Teri couldn't help but smile back.
For the rest of the night she sat perched on his lap as they talked about their certain needs. In fact, until Master told her how much he enjoyed discipline. . . and bondage, Teri didn't even know that she did, too. All she knew was that their talk that night made her hornier then hell. She was soaked at the thought he'd take her over his knee right then and there.
But it didn't happen.
