My Way Or His Way

I wrote this some time ago...still a good story

I can hear You behind me...feel Your eyes burning trails on my body. My hands are tied together and wrenched up over my head. You are good to me; they aren't too high, not too tight. Even though my body belongs to You, You care about my comfort & my pain...until it comes time for my punishment. But You want me comfortable so I can at least endure the length of the discipline You have planned. You have toyed with me for too long now. I've taken advantage of your kindness, I've been sassy and egotistical...even Your previous punishments haven't deterred my crazy behavior...until now. This position was fun last time, even with my legs tied apart, my feet precariously balanced on my heels. You had fucked me so thoroughly that night. I was sore for days, but that was soreness from pleasure. As the first tears stream down my cheeks, tonight I know that this session with You will be different than ever before. My brazen and impudent behavior has brought us to this place. What was I thinking making demands of my Master? Who did I think I was to ask, push and insist so much? I know You always, always take care of me and keep me happy. Tonight my bare feet are on the cold concrete. The stinging slash of leather slapping across my ass brings my thoughts back to the present. I cry out and dance around in my bindings. I can hear You moving around me; feel the heat of Your body in front of me. I open my eyes and see Your beautiful brown eyes smirking at me. Your hand grasps my face in a tight hold; Your mouth is near my ear

"You are my Pet?"

I can only nod, barely whisper

"Yes".

Your grip tightens and your other hand jerks my hair back

"You will address me as Master tonight Slut...you my slave, will call me Master."

Your breath is hot against my cheek and I feel Your thumb brush my tears.

"Yes Master."

You clamp down my nipples in a ruthless way. Tonight there is no concern for how tight it may be. My thoughts scamper across the fact that I never gave you a safe word. You told me to pick one...You told me to do it. I said I didn't need one with You, I trusted you. But at that point in time I hadn't drawn out Your anger the way I have now. Even though I'm fearful I trust You now. You know my body better than I know it myself. You can read my mind, hear my soul...I trust you. The trickle of hot wax across my breast is painful. I only whimper. I know I deserve this punishment.

"Will you make demands of me again Slut?"

You are behind me now.

"No, no Master I won't, I am so sorry."

You reach around from behind me and tug on the chain that runs between the nipple clamps.

"You, my little slave, are ALWAYS sorry!"

I cry out in pain again. You grip my hips tightly in your powerful hands. I can feel Your magnificently hard cock rub against my ass. There will be no pleasure tonight, no gentle preparation, no talking me through the pain. I threw out all of that benevolence with my impertinent mouth.

"You want me to fuck your pussy don't you Slut?"

I nod

"Oh yes Master please, please fuck my pussy."

You push me away.

"Please Sir, I am so so very sorry."

My pleas are met with another crack of leather against my ass.

"Master!...is even that simple order too difficult for you my Slave?"

How could I have slipped up so soon?

"No Master."

I feel the crop sliding across my ass, gently tracing circles.

"Let's see if you can spell Master maybe that will help you to remember?"

I nod again, eager to please You

"Yes Master M-A- S."

Your hand clamps over my mouth cruelly.

"I will tell you when to begin my Slut...a swat with each letter should do the trick, huh my sassy little whore....begin."

I stammer out

"M-A-S-T-E-R."

a stinging swat from Your crop accompanying each letter. Damn that hurt. My ass must be glowing red. But even that pain doesnt come close to the pain of disappointing Him. The tears are spilling across my cheeks now. My pussy is wet though, even through the pain, just being in Your presence turns me on and starts the wetness flowing like water. As if You can read my mind You run Your hand over my pussy. You chuckle

"How wet you are my Slut...this pussy wants to be fucked doesn't it?"

"Please Master please have me."

You shove Your fingers in my mouth and I suck them clean.

"Oh I WILL have you...you had better believe I will HAVE you. I will have you so extensively and so violently that you will never even consider sassing me again!"

Every other word punctuated by a jerk of my hair.

"Yes Master"

I meekly respond. I can feel oil running down from the nape of my neck across the small of my back into the crack of my ass. Your hand reaches around me and pinches my clit mercilessly. Your fingers are slick with oil and slide over my pussy. Teasing in and out, taunting my orgasm.

"YOU WILL NOT CUM ...I hope you have some semblance of control tonight Baby because I don't think you want to disappoint me again, do you?"

I am biting my lip, reciting the alphabet in my head trying not to think of the pleasures your hands bring me.

"Do you?"

Your fingers shove up deep in my cunt.

"No Master, I don't want to disappoint You."

I feel Your cock push up to my ass. I breathe deep, try to relax, I so want to please You. You push further and further up inside of me. My legs tremble and I feel light headed. Your groan of pleasure gives me strength to endure more. You set a slow pace and my body responds to You. The alphabet blurs in my mind as I try to concentrate on not cumming. Your pace increases and the grip of Your hands on my hips is almost unbearable. Just when I think there is no way that I can keep from cumming You growl out my name as You cum violently in my ass. Your final jerks on my hips cause me to cry out. The pain was so sharp and yet so is the pleasure. With no warning, You jerk free of my body and slaps my ass hard with Your hand.

"That was fine my Pet...a very nice start to the evening of you learning your place....and don't think I didn't notice that you just came."

I shudder but smirk as well. You see even though I got a punishment I still got what I demanded of Him.