Punishment



The plan seemed like a good idea at the time. While driving home, I go over the events I put into motion.

Nervous, I take an extra detour around town. As my cell buzzes in the seat next to me, I realize my extra detour was probably a bad idea. 

Not wanting to dig myself deeper, I immediately head home. 

Sitting on the bench, in the mud room is Master. Relief washes over his face when I initially walk through the door. It’s quickly replaced by anger. 

He’s quite. I know his game. He’s waiting for me to make the first move. I play checkers while he’s mastered chess.  He already has my punishment figured out. He’s just waiting to see at what level he needs to execute it.


Zip tying my hands in front of me, he orders me onto all fours. My favorite wand between my legs.

“Don’t cum.” He demanded “When I say UP, rise off your toy. When I say DOWN, lower yourself onto your toy. Understood?”

“Yes.”

Spanking my ass “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

After several circuits of UP and DOWN it was becoming increasingly difficult not to orgasm. Master ignores my pleas for shorter DOWN time.

Struggling to obey Master’s demand, I accidentally cum. It happened so quickly.

Transferring me to the bed. Hands tied behind my back, legs spread wide open so Master can view his pussy.

He gives his pussy ten spanks for disobeying an order. By the eighth spank I was on the verge of cumming, again. Number nine and then nothing.

Leaning over me “This is your punishment. You really think I am going to let you cum, again?”


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