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.