Steph is a painslut, I'm sure of it now. She and I have been together for years, and we have always enjoyed playing Dominant/Submissive games, she has just recently consented to be my personal sex slave, wearing a collar, which I picked out for her, around her neck at all times, and promising to me her complete obedience and submission to my desires. She is a beautiful eighteen year-old sex goddess, her skin is the color of pearls, her flesh so soft that I never want to stop touching it; her "real" hair color is blonde (and that fact shows through sometimes in the rare, yet infamous "blonde moments" to which she is prone) but she dyes her hair so often, and in so many different colors, that I couldn't even tell you which of them I like best, her current favorite seems to be jet black, which suits me just fine; she stands at a somewhat-short 5' 4", her compact, beautiful body weighing in at around one-hundred pounds. All in all she is the sexiest little thing ever to walk this earth, and I thank whoever is in control of such things for putting her into my arms. Previously, I had thought her biggest turn-on to be sexual activity in public places; however, it was just the other day that I discovered another, greater desire of hers: pain.
Steph and I had long ago established certain rules and guidelines, setting forth certain responsibilities which she would have in her capacity as my slave. Chief among these responsibilities was the task of getting herself ready for her master each day before I returned from work. The task was in fact a many-fold undertaking, as she was told to shave herself daily, especially her pubic hair (I like a bald pussy on my slave), she was also charged with keeping her tight little asshole lubed up nicely for her master at all times, in case I should want to use it at a moment's notice, as I often did. Also, she was to sit on our bed at a time just before I was scheduled to get home, and slide the large vibrator, which I bought for this use, into her little asshole, lubing it up a bit first and slowly working it inside before turning it on the "high" setting and leaving it there, she was then to take a large rubber dildo and practice sucking on it as if it were a real cock, taking it into her throat again and again until her jaw was so sore that she could not continue, at which point she was to insert the dildo into her pussy and fuck herself with it until she was just about to cum, then stop, and leaving the vibe and dildo inside her small body, make her way to the front door, kneeling there with her hands behind her back, waiting for me.
On this day however, such was not the case. It was a Tuesday afternoon, about five o' clock, when I returned to our home after a typical day's work at the dentist's office where I am employed as a dental assistant. I am about 6' 1", one hundred fifty pounds, twenty years-old, with brown hair and green-brown eyes. When I walked in the door and my little puppy (as I am fond of calling her) was not waiting there for me, I thought something must be wrong; she had never done this before.
She must be sick
I thought to myself, but if that were the case then why would she not have called me at work to let me know that she was ill, as we had agreed she would do under such circumstances? Slightly irritated and wondering what exactly was going on, I crept through our modestly sized house in search of her. Well, it did not take long, as I heard the shower running in our bathroom, the door to which was currently standing open. I peaked inside and saw her lovely naked body through the glass shower door, her back turned to me, I let my eyes linger on her firm young ass for a moment as I grinned…she had not heard me come in.
Quickly, I divested myself of all of my clothing and snuck into the bathroom the next time she faced away from the door. I quick-stepped my way right up to the shower door as she rubbed her tiny, soft hands over her gleaming skin, making my cock hard already, even as I started to think about what her punishment would be for having forgotten to get ready for her master today. I opened the shower door as quietly as possible and slipped inside, the door slamming closed behind me as I jumped right up against her and pressed my large, throbbing cock into the small of her back, my hands going around her front to cup her breasts, she cried out in surprise and I felt her jump slightly, the motion making my cock rub across her skin deliciously, I whispered into her ear "Shhh, its me, puppy."
Immediately she calmed herself and replied to me "Oh, hey Steve, I didn't hear you come in baby, I wasn't expecting you so early."
I was amazed, it seemed that she had lost track of time...
never again
, I vowed. "Oh, well I'm not early my dear, you are late with your duties…" I felt her freeze against me as she rushed to make excuses, trying to stop the punishment which she knew was coming "Quiet, cunt!" I said, silencing her as she whimpered softly and held perfectly still in my grasp.
"You know that you have disobeyed your master by failing to follow my instructions, and you know that you deserve to be punished severely for that, don't you bitch?" I practically screamed into her ear, I was so furious at her for trying to make excuses instead of throwing herself at my feet and begging forgiveness as a slave ought to do.
"Y-yes, master…but I just lost track—" she started to reply, trying to make excuses again, I smacked her wet ass cheek so fucking hard that she screamed, and I was certain that it had the desired effect as I heard the sharp slapping sound echo through the house, followed by her piercing howl of pain, stopping her from digging herself into an even deeper hole with her words. She whimpered and shuddered against me, she then understood that I would not accept any excuses for what she had failed to do.
I told her to assume the position, and she promptly did as she was told, spreading her legs slightly and leaning forward against the shower's tile wall, spreading her hands and pressing them into the wall to support herself as she stuck her wonderfully rounded little ass out towards me. She had always told me that spankings were not really a punishment for her, because she enjoyed them too much, but I wrote that off, thinking that she was simply joking when she said such things. Little did I know that I was about to find out the reality of the situation.
I got ready to spank her, giving her the instructions that I always did; not to move away from her punishment, to count every single swat out loud and say "I'm sorry, master," after each one.
I was soon ready to begin, the water from the shower falling over her ass in cascades as I rubbed the wet flesh gently. I then suddenly pulled my hand back and slammed it down hard on a spot that I knew was extremely tender on Steph's ass. She whimpered and seemed to bite her lip, as she did not scream.
