It was the first day of holidays. Mike hadn't been around for a while, with all the work that piled up before holidays. But now, I had him all to myself for two weeks. He was finally going to he home all day.
We had a lazy day and didn't leave home at all. I'd been teasing him all day. I acted like I was busy doing my usual tasks, but my only real task was to turn him on. I kept brushing against him every now and then, giving him dirty looks and bending over an unnecessary amount of times. He definitely knew I was teasing him on purpose, but none of us would bring it up, not until after dinner.
I was changing into my sleepwear when he walked into the bedroom. I stood there half naked, wearing nothing but a pair of backless panties. The look in his eyes told me that I was in big trouble.
I tried not to move as he walked closer to me, but I suddenly found myself trapped between him and the bedroom wall. I hadn't even noticed that I was walking backwards. In my head, I was begging him to touch me, but he just pinned my wrists to the wall above my head and watched me. I didn't want to get myself in any more trouble so I just kept quiet and looked at his soft gorgeous lips. I caught sight of his growing bulge and bit my lip absent-mindedly. He saw me doing it and a smile formed on those lips that I needed so badly on mine. I could feel my heartbeat speeding up. Oh god this was going to cost me.
One of his hands slowly slid up to circle my breasts. His fingers softly traced around my boob and his face moved closer to mine. I was almost leaning for a kiss when he suddenly pinched my already hardened nipple. I jolted back and let out a soft quiet moan. His smile grew bigger and more evil.
"If I were you I'd keep my mouth shut love." He finally spoke to me since he'd entered the room. I tried to mumble the words "I'm sorry" but I couldn't get them out. "You've been playing games with me all day. It's my turn now." He continued as he eyed my every move.
He pinched my nipple harder as he talked. I closed my eyes and tried to suppress a moan but I failed. He let go of my tormented nipple and grabbed my chin firmly to force my eyes open.
"Do I need a gag to keep you quiet?" He asked in a serious tone that made me stop breathing for a moment.
"No sir I'm sorry I'll be.." I was struggling to find the right words, but my mind seemed blank.
"Shh. I don't want to hear a single noise out of you. You'll speak if you're asked a question. And you answer with yes sir, no sir. Understood?" His words shifted the atmosphere. I was starting to feel damp and needy, ready to please my master.
"I didn't mean to make you angry." I blurted out, almost afraid of where this was going.
His grip on my chin became tighter. The look on his face sent a shiver down my body and I went quiet immediately.
"You shut up and I might change my mind about punishing you. But if you talk without my permission one more time, I'll tie you up and gag you like a slut and torture you all night." He whispered, staring straight into my wide eyes. "I'll fuck you so hard you'll forget your fucking name. You get so close to cum every time but I won't even let you think of it. Do you understand now?" He finished without breaking the eye contact.
I struggled to swallow under his rough grip. I was shocked to hear him talk like that, he was rarely so forward with me. I quickly remembered he asked me a question.
- Yes sir.
"Better. I'll ask you one more time, do you need a gag to shut up?" His hand was still gripping my chin, and I was starting to suffocate a little.
- No sir.
He finally let go of me. My knees gave out and I had to struggle to stand. And yet, I didn't regret it. I really needed to get him this far.
He just stood and watched as I tried to get myself together. I finally stood in the middle of the room, waiting for his orders.
He walked calmly, taking slow steps toward the nightstand. I could only hear him rumble through the drawer but I couldn't see what he picked. When he finally returned, I caught a glimpse of a series of plugs that he had set on the bed. He pointed at the smallest one and started to explain. "We start with this one. One mistake and I'll use the next size. Do you understand?"
- Yes sir.
My hands were slightly trembling and my heart was beating too fast. I started to wonder if my teasing today was really crossing the line or did he just want to punish me. His voice broke my thoughts.
+ Come.
I walked up to the bed and kept my head down. He pushed me and I fell face down on the bed. He pushed my thongs' string a little to the side and I felt his fingers stroke my ass. It took all my strength to stop myself from moaning. That made me think how difficult it was gonna be tonight.
"So wet already. You dirty little thing." He said, and I could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
He dipped two fingers inside me with no warning. I gasped quietly and shut my eyes. Already?!
"Don't get your hopes up." He said, as if he could read my mind.
I exhaled the breath I was holding in for so long. I felt a bit disappointed when he pull his fingers out, barely seconds after he had inserted them. He rubbed his wet fingers on my butthole and just a little inside it. Then he repeated the whole process, except this time his fingers went deeper in my ass.
I wiggled without thinking, earning a rough slap of his palm on my ass. "You do not move without my permission." He warned me.
- Yes sir, I'm sorry.
Suddenly, the plug broke into my asshole a little too roughly. I had to bite the sheets to keep quiet. He spanked me again, even though I hadn't disobeyed him at all.
- Master I..
His next slap came down harder, making my back arch. I feel my damp panties getting wetter every second.
"I told you to shut up." He said through his teeth, clearly irritated at me. A moment of silence passed. I couldn't see him and I didn't dare turn around.
"Get up." His voice called from behind me. I obeyed immediately. I knew I'd pissed him off and I deserved to be punished, so I didn't want to make it worse. The plug in my ass hurt as I moved so quickly.
"Get me a piece of rope, a thin one. And don't forget you can't walk." He instructed me, putting emphasis on the last words.
I knew why he was doing that. He wanted me to have to crawl on my hands and knees so the plug would perfectly fuck my ass. He must've seen the look of horror on my face, because his smile was the most evil I'd seen.
I crawled down and cricled the bed, moving towards the nightstand. The plug tortured my ass with every movement and I cursed myself for getting into this situation.
I finally got the rope, clenched it between my teeth and crawled back to him. By the time I reach his feet, I was panting like I had been working out.
He took the rope without a word, and motioned me to get up. His fingers brushed against my arms and went lower. He moved behind me slowly, making me nervous. When he reached my wrists, he took them and tied them up behind me. I pulled on it a little to test it, but he had me tied too tightly. I heard a chuckle and then I felt his breath on my neck. His hands moved on my skin, reaching my panties and taking them off quickly.
"On the bed. Lie on your back and spread your legs."
- Yes sir.
I followed his orders as fast as I could, trying to be a good girl. The plug was hurting even more as it pressed against the sheets. I felt my pussy beating in sync with my heartbeat.
"Do not move until I come back." He nodded in my direction and then left the room. I could hear him fill up a glass with water in the kitchen. Did he really need to drink right now, while I was so needy?
He came back after what felt like hours to me. He walked up to the bed and stood over me. I was once again distracted by the huge bulge in his shorts. I instantly felt hungry, getting lost in thoughts about how badly I wanted to suck his cock.
"I'm going to put these ice cubes on your body. Do you think I'd like it if you move and make them slide down?" He raised the glass of water as he spoke. Oh shit. I was in bigger trouble than I thought.
- No sir.
"Exactly. That's why you will stay still until I'm done.
- Yes sir.
He bent over me to place the first cube. He was so close to my face. I could've kissed his perfect mouth if he hadn't tied me up. I licked my lips hungrily, but he dropped the ice cube between my breasts, ripping through my thoughts. The cold broke through my skin and I had to fight my shivering so hard. Next two ones on my nipples. Next one below my stomach. Another two on my thighs. For the last one, he opened my pussy's folds and pushed the ice cube right above my clit. I bit my lip so hard that I could feel blood on my tongue. I felt like I could die from this.
Motionless and quiet, I suffered. He turned to the drawer and returned with a flog in his hand.
"The first cube that falls down is where this is gonna land." He said while looking down on his work of art.
Oh no. It was unfair, the cubes were obviously going to slide down my skin. It was getting too freezing and I was way too turned on to stay still. But it wasn't the shivering that got me whipped. It was my nipples that got stiff from the ice. After less than a minute of him standing next to the bed and observing me, both the ice cubes on my nipples slid and fell on the sheets.
I tried to mouth the word "please" but I didn't have the courage to. He had clearly set this up, knowing full well what would happen. I lifted my head slightly and the cube between my breasts slid down as well.
He was merciless with the flog. He brought it down between my breasts with all his force. I bit my lips to keep quiet, trying so hard to keep in my moans. Another strike on both my tits, each of them at a slightly different spot. It stung like crazy, and I couldn't stay put anymore.
I pushed my hips forward and the cube on my navel fell, dragging itself down my side and making me freeze. He landed the flog on my stomach without missing a beat. This time, I failed at keeping quiet. I moaned loudly and moved my legs, making the ones on my thighs to slide down too. So his next strike was on my thighs, driving me to my edge. Tears were starting to form in my ears.
My entire body was getting flogged. He was unbelievably fast too, not giving me the smallest chance to recover. The flog connected to the skin on my tits, my stomach and thighs every second. He hit quick and sharp a few more times but I managed to keep my mouth shut.
