Sally knew at once she was in trouble. She had never disobeyed her Master before but what He was doing to her body that night ...the masterful way He held her at the edge of orgasm, His fingers working to push her higher while serving as the only tether to her body was the sweetest torture. However, when her Master had leaned down to growl in her ear she couldn't hold back any longer and the orgasm ripped through her body, almost against her will...almost.
When she came down the tears began to flow and one look at her Master's face was enough to confirm that she would be punished. He didn't look angry, He didn't look disappointed, He just looked neutral, aloof perhaps, but gazing at His normally love filled eyes and the burning intensity that was there wasn't due to lust for her, instead He had a burning anger which He kept tucked away inside Himself.
"Dirty little slut, how dare you cum without my permission, do you think your cunt is your own?"
Leaning in closer to Sally her Master whispered,
"You belong to me."
With his words ringing in her ears her Master left the room that night and as she sobbed uncontrollably she knew there would be no reprieve until she atoned for her actions. Her body still quivering from the orgasm and the sadness gushing over her in waves, Sally fell asleep in a fitful state.
***
The next two days passed as normal but Sally was not herself, the disappointment inside her was becoming unbearable. she was a good girl and tried to please her Master, it made her so guilty that she had disobeyed Him and she had tried so hard to make it up to Him. she had cooked Him his favourite breakfast, ordered His favourite movies despite her not enjoying them, ensured that His bath was always run and full of luxuriating bubbles when He got home. But it didn't matter, despite her best efforts He thanked her for what she did and nothing more.
On the third day after another fitful night sleep of reliving the event Sally was awoken with the feel of a crop being rubbed between her pussy lips. Moaning against the slight pressure she opened her legs wider, still in her half dozing state she barely registered the crop being removed until with a loud crack what must have been a flogger was brought down on her most intimate place. Tears began to spring to her eyes as Sally tried to scramble away from the pain but with a hand pressing her shoulder to the bed she began to focus and see her Master standing above her. Over and over the flogger cracked hitting her before she couldn't take it anymore, the lashes merging together, landing on top of each other before panting and crying she screamed, "Master!"
"Oh that's what I am is it? I just thought I was someone you fucked and cum at will with, am I doing this for my own pleasure? Is there no point to this? I don't take pleasure from doing this to you girl, well...ok some, but that's not the point, you disobeyed me and it proves that I have been too easy on you, letting you think you can do whatever you please. Well that ends tonight cunt. You will remember your place, You will remember who I am and never forget it again. Now you're not going to disappoint me again and you are going to take your punishment like an obedient little slut then and only then are you going to be forgiven."
Every word that her Master spoke cut Sally even more deeply than the flogger had, the tears sprang to her eyes and she wanted to beg her Master to forgive her as she had not intended to disobey Him. But disobey Him she had and so she gazed one last time into her Master's eyes and nodded accepting her punishment.
Sally didn't have time to steel herself from the torrent of the next few blows, the flogger lashing her pussy unrelentingly, her only coping mechanism for the pain was her gasps for air and the stinging of tears which began to run down her face. After what felt like the hundredth blow and with her legs aching from the exertion not to close them Sally's Master gazed at his handiwork and smirked,
"All fours slut, arse in the air like the bitch you are."
His tone was still harsh and Sally scrambled to do his bidding. The first thing to go was her sight; slipping a leather blindfold around her eyes and buckling it tightly in place Sally's senses began to increase. The next thing to go was her hearing, the earphones muffled all sound until not even the padding of her Master's feet against the wood floor could be heard. With all her remaining senses heightened Sally felt the bed press as her Master leant heavily on to it running his hand up and down her arm before squeezing tightly at her wrist. Just at the point of the pain becoming too much her Master removed his hand, and just for an instant she missed the comforting closeness. Soon He made quick work of the task at hand, affixing cuffs to her wrists and ankles and pulling them tightly, spreading her legs even wider apart.
Imagining the sight she was caused Sally to groan internally, cuffed and chained to her bed, pussy spread and wanting, she was so desperate for her Master and her juices began to run down her thighs despite herself. But her punishment would come first. In her sense deprived state Sally longed to call for her Master, but feared angering him further. She was a poor submissive, she had let her body betray her and her Master and tonight she would repent. She would quell any orgasm that neared with her will alone, but it was going to be a hard task, especially as her Master knew exactly what it took to drive her crazy time and time again.
After what felt like hours and with arms aching from the position she was in the unexpected entering of her pussy was rough and brutal, in a single thrust the cock bottomed out in her and she couldn't help but to scream. She was wet, there was no doubting that, but she wasn't prepared for it. As the cock thrust in and out of her relentlessly she felt a hand wrap around her waist and search for her desperately swollen clit and begin to massage ever so gently. With her mind fogged all Sally could think of was the amazing feelings beginning to build inside her, with her stomach tensing the orgasm was fast approaching and as she began to whimper and pant she bit her lip hard trying to hold back the desire for release. Just as she neared the precipice of no return the hand removed from her clit and she cried out in frantic desperation before feeling a cold smooth feeling return to her engorged nub.
The coolness began to sate her denied pleasure and begin to return her to the peak, all the while the cock continued to pound into her in perfect rhythm, in and out, deep thrusts almost moving her small frame as she yielded to the member. Over and over the metal was rubbed over her clit, again the desire building and building, her nipples grazed the bed slightly as she shifted position as best she could, and that too added to her yearning. Before she could contemplate what was happening or tip over the ever nearing edge a pain she never felt before shot through her body.
