Brett had left Katie standing in the middle of the hotel suite sitting area, disheveled and her dress on her hips with her panties exposed. He took this chance to go to the bathroom and think about her first punishment. She was thinking probably a spanking but he was going to give her one whip right on her pussy through her panties with a small thin strap he had brought with him. After all, it was her selfish pussy that had created her being more consumed with her pleasure than with his. He came back in with the strap in his hand and her eyes grew large when she saw it, but she dared not look at him.
"Katie, I hate to do this to you, but you've got to learn how to please me and talk, speak, and act in a way I desire, for this is all about what I want, not what you want. You say, "I understand, Sir."
So, she did. And with what happened next, things became clearer and their adventure truly started.
"After I finish this one punishment strap, it will hurt but you need to say "Thank you for correcting me, Sir" after. It is okay to cry, but you must say it even if you are crying."
Katie panicked a little when she saw him bringing the strap to right near her pussy and doing some practice angles around her wet cunt. She was not prepared for the blow, however. It almost knocked her off her feet. She was balling but managed to stay on her feet as he helped support her and she managed somehow to thank him in between sobs of pain. She definitely did not like that punishment. He could see the fear in her eyes now.
"My sweet Katie, that's a good girl. I'm so happy that you took my punishment. I should probably tell you at this point that your safe word is ACT. If you ever feel as though you can't go on at any time, you use that word and we will come up with a non-verbal motion for you as well if you are gagged or can't speak. If you use the motion or say the safe word, we will stop what we are doing, you will not be punished, and we will sit down and talk things out and see if there is a way around the issue."
Brett wiped off Katie's tears with his hand and then kissed her deeply once again. At the same time, he took his hand and curved it around the underside of her left ass. Her ass felt so good. He then found the back top of her thong and pulled up hard with his hand on it, causing the thong to dig into her now-sensitive pussy crack. With his other hand, he grabbed the front top of our thong, basically creating a homemade crotch rope.
"Okay, Katie, rock back and forth on your cute little thong" as he held both ends of it with each hand and encased her with his body. "Okay, harder...look me in the eyes as you slide your little cunt over your thong. Make it feel good but don't take your hands out of position and don't move your feet."
She was leaning on him for leverage and he let her...she was trying so hard to look him in the eyes but she was so ashamed and dirty-feeling. When he said the word "cunt" as she looked into his eyes, combined with how wet she was and the string of the thong hitting her clit over and over, she almost lost it. He could tell that her breathing was labored and told her to stop, for she had not earned any reward yet. She stopped, regained her balance and he gave fed her a few sips of water from a nearby bottle.
"Great work, my sweet Katie. You looked so hot doing that."
They talked for a few minutes about how she liked that, as she still stood in the ATTEND position. He then came around her back and told her to go back to the STAND position. As her arms dropped, he slowly pulled her dress all the way up over her head and off of her. He folded it and put it in the corner. He looked at her from behind. Her ass looked perfect and lush on either side of her white lacy thong that rode high up on her lower back. He went behind her and slowly caressed her ass, met by her moans.
"You have a beautiful ass, Katie. It is better than I expected."
"Thank you, Sir," she slowly said.
He ran his arms up and down her shoulders to her forearms at her sides and held her hands for a moment with hands, then he made his way to her front side to take a look at her standing in just her lacy bra and thong. This was his first look at her breasts and they were marvelous, perky, and they were standing up very straight with no sag under her bra.
Then, there were those hot nipples, almost forcing themselves out they were so hard. His eyes gazed down to her cunt, which he could easily make out through the sheer lacy thong. He thought it was about time for her to take a quick break. He knew that standing in those high heels in that position was hard, but her ass looked great due to it. He motioned for her to come and sit down next to him.
As she began to sit down beside him on the couch, he said. "Not so fast, Katie. I am sitting down here and we are both going to rest for a second, but you will only be resting when we are together on the floor. You see, when you are with me, in a hotel or in my house, anywhere other than public, you will not use any furniture without my permission and most of the time, I won't allow it. That means no chairs, no couches, no beds. The floor will become your friend, and that will be your home as my subject. It will be a reward for you to use furniture."
He could not quite read her face, but he could tell she was trying hard not to cry at her new predicament.
"Of course, remember my sweet Katie, you can use all the furniture you want 99% of your life - this is only when you are with me by ourselves. So, don't let it get to you. You'll get used to it and it will make you stronger."
He told her that she could rest in any manner she wanted on the floor as long as her legs were spread and her pussy and breasts were accessible to him at all times. At the moment, he gave her some water and a few bites of an energy bar and asked her how things were going so far. She said she liked it, but it was more intense than she thought it would be. It was important that he proceeded with caution with her - they had all of the time in the world. He joked around with her about some of her reactions and her shyness and teased her at what an innocent little girl she was but how wet and horny she was at the same time.
He was sitting on the couch drinking water and motioned for her to come sit in front of his legs, Indian-style.
"Okay, Katie, like kindergarten, sit Indian style, this will be the SIT position. When I say SIT, you will find me, walk over to me and SIT in front of me or where I tell you to sit. Easy enough?"
"Yes Sir," and she complied.
After he placed her hands on either leg, where he pretty much parked them, he started to play with her breasts.
"You have very perky and firm breasts, Katie. They please me very much. Let's get a better look at them."
With that, he reached around her head and to her back, unclasping the bra, and throwing it off to the side.
"You won't be needing that for the remainder of your stay," he stated as he smirked.
He saw some intrigue in her eyes with that comment. He then held both of them in his hands, as if weighing them, and then started lightly rolling her dark pink nipples in his fingers. She moaned with excitement.
"Katie, are these my nipples?"
"Yes, Sir, they are your nipples."
"And Katie, can I do anything I want with these nipples?"
"Yes Sir, they are yours to do with what you want."
"Good Girl, Katie. And whose breasts are these?"
She was getting much better at not just answering with one word answers but with repeating back the sentence and following it with Sir. He could tell she was going to be a wonderful subject.
"Not used to having your tits played with like this are you," Brett said as he looked down at her and peered into her eyes with a laugh and smirk. She smiled back and they both laughed at the situation. He then patted her on the head.
"You'll get used to it," he said as he then raised up to a standing position again, grabbed one of her breasts in his hand and used it to elevate her a little off the ground. With the other hand, he used it to choke her neck as he kissed her deeply and bit her lip a little.
"That's my good little slut," he said as she moaned.
He knew it was time to get her naked, so he went behind her, grabbed her hair while sucking on her neck to where his mouth was right by her ear. His bulge was right on her ass and his body was pressed up against her back. He took his hand and slowly, for the first time, put it inside her thong and found her shaved cunt lips. They were angelic to his touch. She had done a good job shaving from the feel. She was caving into his body.
"You've done a great job shaving, my sweet Katie. You are so smooth- you feel great."
He found her swollen clit and played with it for about her minute as she started moaning.
He then whispered, "I think it's time we remove the last barrier."
With that, he moved both hands to her waist and yanked down her panties, and then helped her kick them away with her heels which were still on. The heels looked even sluttier on her now that she had no clothes on. He couldn't resist, walking around her to get a full frontal look at his naked specimen. He knelt down in front of her, examining her cunt up close. She has done a very nice job shaving, indeed, probably waxing as he could still see some red areas. It must have been painful, which brought a smirk to his face.
"This looks like it was painful, even more painful than your punishment earlier," he said as he looked up at her. She nodded in affirmation.
