This is a story that my Dom had instructed me to write in how he is going to punish me for my disrespectful behavior by talking back and questioning his judgment. He at this point has had enough of my sassy mouth and stated that this punishment had better meet to his standards or my punishment would be much worse. This is kind of a brutal to have to come up with my own punishment for us to act out but it's either this or he will be happy to come up with something on his own. If he approves it, I will at least know what my punishment will be. (I had to write it to him in text messages at first because he wanted some of the story right that minute. Yes, he was angry. Then he allowed me to finish the story later).
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I walk in the room and you shut the door behind me. You tell me how bad I have been and what a smart mouth I have. You also inform me that you are going to show me what you do with smart mouths who talk back to their DOMS.
You first order me to strip naked in the middle of the room. I do and you walk around me and then order me to spread my legs and put my hands on the back of my head.
You grab my tits hard and squeeze them from behind and tell me you don't want to hear a fucking word from me unless it's yes or no sir and is that clear?
I of course respond with, "Yes sir!" and you just say "good".
You then grab my ass spread it apart and tell me that it belongs to you know and so does my pussy. You also tell me that I will always be your lil slut and that I better learn my place quick.
I replied with yes sir because you pinch my clit and that startles me and makes me jump a little. You then tell me I didn't have permission to move and that I must stand still.
You walk away from me and are back before I even noticed you were gone. You have a paddle in your hand and I know this because you are rubbing it against my ass telling me how you can't wait to see my ass turn red.
You ask me to start counting the smacks and not only that but to say "thank you sir" after each count.
You tell me that, "You will learn your place. My lil slut will NOT talk back to me like that again."
I don't say anything so you lightly smack me with the paddle and ask me if I understand the instructions. I state that, "I do understand sir".
You begin...SMACK! My hands are still on my head. I yell ONE and thank you sir and you tell me good girl and smack me again after rubbing my ass.
You repeat this pattern until we get to number seven and it hurts. So I begin to move my hands from my head.
That really annoys you so you tell me, "Don't even fucking thing about it my lil slut or I WILL start all over again but this time I will you down. Do you understand?"
I reply with, "Yes sir...I understand I am sorry sir."
"Good, let's get back to it" you reply dryly.
You continue the same rhythm until we reach number ten. Yes, my ass is burning red and there are some tears but at the same time I want to be fucked by you, more than anything I want to please my DOM.
You then drop the paddle and walk over to the chair that is across the room. I am still standing in the middle of the room with my legs spread and my hands on the back of my head. My ass is burning and there are some tears but my clit is drumming and all I want to do is please my DOM. Before you sit down you go over to the little refrigerator and grab yourself a beer. You then sit down in the chair and open it and take sip. You just stare at me and I at you still standing in the position you left me in. I don't move as I watch you casually take another sip of your drink.
You then say, "Get down on all fours and come here!"
I get on my hands and knees and begin to crawl over to you. You are still drinking your beer watching me like you are bored. I approach you and stay on all fours and don't move.
"You may sit back on your heels but I want your arms folded behind your back."
"Yes sir"
I sit as you commanded me too and wait patiently for my next order. You are still drinking your beer.
"You will learn the easy or the hard way how you can please me. You just experienced the hard way. If your bad behavior continues you will be treated much more harshly. Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir"
I start to look down. At this point I can't look in your eyes anymore they are piercing right through me.