“Oh god” she thought, as she pulled up outside the apartment building. Why had she embarrassed her Master like that, what had prompted her to be so stupid, especially in front of His guests. Now to be sent to this stranger for punishment. And to have to take herself there !!Getting out of the car, her legs shaking, she looks at the door. Could she back out, not go, would He know ? Shaking her head, how stupid, of course she must go, she had done wrong and must be punished. Taking those last few steps, she raises her hand, knocking on the door.
The door is opened by a giant, or so he seems to her, but he’s smiling, a kind, happy smile. He is wearing everyday clothing, just shorts and a shirt, he looks so normal.
“Hi there, come on in….can I get you a coffee or something”
“Yes please, coffee would be great”…she replies as she enters, looking around the room. Nothing unusual here, a normal looking home, and she begins to relax watching him making coffee. As the coffee is made, they move to the couch to sit and chat about normal things, like the weather.
Her mind is rushing with thoughts. This man is nice, so cheerful and relaxed. Smiling to herself, thinking how easy this punishment will be, and how Master must have made a mistake. This man looks like he wouldn’t hurt a fly, even if it annoyed him a lot.
After a fair bit of casual chat, he looks at her calmly, still smiling. “You know why you are here?” .. she nods…”ok then, remove your clothing and stand up for me”
She immediately stands, reaching to remove her shirt, her eyes watching him, but he simply picks up the coffee cups, moving to the kitchen, not paying any attention. Quickly she removes the rest of her clothing, standing naked beside the couch, unsure what she is to do, except what she has been told. Eventually he returns to sit on the couch again, motioning for her to turn, showing him her body. The heat fills her cheeks, as no-one but her Master has ever looked at her naked form before.
He nods, still smiling softly, speaking only one word…”kneel”…she immediately lowers to her knees before Him, watching through lowered eyes as He stands, moving behind her, hearing a drawer open and close, then the blindfold sliding over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.
His voice soft against her ear “you are not allowed to speak, you may scream as much as you want, but no talking”.
He leads her to a more central place, gently pushing her onto her hands and knees, His hand caressing her butt cheeks, as she relaxes more. The first smack against her butt rocking her forward, quickly followed by more and more, the heat building quickly in her butt. He moves away, her mind thinking its over already, when the crop strikes her ass cheeks with a crack, making her jerk forward quickly, but immediately presenting herself again as the crop lashes over her butt, flicking upwards, more lashes over her thighs, the sting searing through her body, but she makes no sound.
She feels His hands on her ass, sliding softly down her crack, probing against her tight ass hole. Something is pushing hard against her ass, she tries to relax, to open herself as He expects. The pain in her ass increases as the hard object is pushed deeper and deeper, screams escape her throat, she can’t hold them back, with a sudden harsh push the object is buried deep in her ass, her scream filling the room, her breathing fast.
“Sit”
She tries to move to sit, but the thing in her butt hurts. He pushes on her shoulders, forcing her body onto the object. She sits quietly, her legs crossed in front of her, trying to relax her body, never having had such a large object inside her ass before. As she sits quietly, He moves around again, her mind not recognizing anything, lost in the fog of pain, until she feels the rope being wrapped around her breasts, squeezing tightly, thrusting her breasts and nipples forward.
He takes her arm, leading her across the room, seemingly in circles, until again the command “Sit”. As she moves to sit, she feels the hard wooden chair under her, pushing the object into her ass, she wriggles a little, finding the most comfortable spot. Her left hand is taken into His, pulled behind her and tied to the back of the chair, then her right. A rope tied between her 2 arms, pulling them closer together behind her, thrusting her breasts further forward. Her legs spread open to either side of the chair, ankles tied to the back feet, her body wide open. A ball gag pushed between her lips, tied tightly behind her head.
She feels His fingers opening her cunt lips, sliding inside her. She gasps at His low chuckle as He feels her wetness. He moves away, the cold hitting her cunt, left open by His fingers. Her body jerks wildly as the flogger hits her cunt, unable to move much because of the ties, she wriggles on the chair….omg !! can’t wriggle, that pushes the object deeper into her ass.
The flogger continues to lash against her body, hitting her cunt, her nipples, her inner thighs. Her body jerking with each strike, her mind blank, feeling the pain in her most tender areas. Silence. A few minutes to breathe again.
Warmth on her breasts alerts her. What is it? Like a trickle of warm water running over her breasts, onto her nipples, running down onto her belly. Feels so nice. That warmth now on her freshly shaven mound, running down into her cunt. What a strange sensation. Her mind trying to sort out what this could be.
The warmth moves back to her breasts, dripping directly onto her nipple. Her mind in turmoil, trying to work this out. Drip, drip, drip. The heat in her nipple building, her mind screaming as she realizes He is using hot wax. Biting sharply on the ball gag, as the heat in her nipple builds. He moves to her other nipple, that too begins to burn. Keeping the heat high on both nipples, drips falling all over her body, she wriggles as much as she can, the pain in her ass nothing compared to this. Just as she thinks it can’t get worse, He moves down her body, dripping the wax onto her open cunt, as the heat builds there, she wriggles against the ropes, tugging, her muffled screams echoing in her head.
Silence again. Her mind no longer thinking this man incapable of hurting, only wondering how much more she has to endure. The silence telling her that more is to come. Soft hands lightly scratching at her nipples, flicking wax off her, massaging her breasts gently. The feel of clamps pressing onto her nipples, so normal a feeling, out of place in this setting. The chain connecting the clamps lying across her breasts. She feels the chain lifted, then the sudden tug as the clamps are ripped from her nipples, feeling like the nipples were torn from her body. The clamps replaced a second time, her mind telling her this will be different, but no, again they are pulled roughly from her, again and again. Her nipples feeling numb, yet the pain still shooting through her body.
The clamp again on her nipples, but feeling different. Her mind working quickly, she realizes it is clothes pegs, then more are clipped all over her breasts. Not a bad feeling, quite gentle compared to what she has already had. Then 3 pegs placed around her cunt. One on each lip, and one on her clit. Shame floods through her as her body responds to His touch, her juices smearing over His fingers. Hearing His soft chuckle again, she knows her body must be red with embarrassment, yet she cannot control her reactions.She hears Him step back, can feel His eyes staring at her, looking at her body held wide open for Him, bound and helpless at His mercy. But He has none. The flogger hits her breasts hard, sending the pegs flying from her body. He hits her breasts hard again, until the ones on the nipples finally fly off, the pain in her nipples like a knife stabbing deep into her. She had forgotten the ones on her cunt, but remembered quickly as the flogger hit. Three hits to remove the three pegs. Almost biting through the ball gag as she screams, her heart pumping fast, she slumps against the ropes.
Another few minutes respite as she feels Him untying her, but no words have been spoken. If she only knew what was coming. There is nothing left He can do, she thought. Silly girl.
He takes her arms, softly saying “Stand”. He leads her back to the center of the room, removes the ball gag, and kindly hands her a glass of water, placing it carefully into her hands. She takes a couple of sips, then stretches her arms out to hand back the glass, not speaking. Confusion, mixed emotions, all rush through her mind. Gentle and kind, yet cruel. Yes, her Master knew who He had chosen for this punishment.
The voice commands “Kneel, all fours”. She does not hesitate, lowering quickly to her knees, leaning forward onto her elbows. His foot nudges her legs further apart, opening her to His eyes again. His hand slaps down hard on her already sore butt, hitting against the object in her ass, her body rocks, but she doesn’t make a sound. He switches to the crop again, slashing over her butt, hitting hard against the object. Her head lowered onto her arms, she bites her lip, determined not to call out.
The object slides from her ass, relief washing over her, until it is rammed deep back inside her. In and out, fucking her ass, stretching her wide, she feels the pain must ease, but instead it builds, her butt so sore, her ass so tender. He pushes it back in, commanding her to hold it there, but it slides out. She groans, the crop descends on her butt again. “Hold it” She squeezes her butt cheeks tightly around it, gripping the object as best she could. He leaves her kneeling like that, her body struggling to hold onto it. How long was He gone, hard to know, time is meaningless, it felt like hours.
Finally He returns, slapping her butt, then slowly pulling the object from her. He leans over her, removing the blindfold, the light blinding her, she closes her eyes a few times to adjust.
“Roll onto your back and play with your cunt, but you must not cum” He instructs.As she rolls over she sees Him sitting on the couch, the same couch where she had enjoyed coffee, what, hours ago ? He sits there waiting, watching, as her hand slides onto her cunt, finding her clit, so sore, gently touching herself. The slightest touch taking her to the brink of orgasm, her hips bucking quickly, taking herself so close to the edge, then easing back. Her body screaming for release. Seemingly hours of this, probably only minutes, her body so tense, so sore, so hot.
“Enough. You may go shower and dress, but do not touch yourself sexually. That decision is for your Master to make, if He feels you have been punished enough”
She slowly rises from the floor, gathering her clothing, and with lowered head walks towards the bathroom. Seeing her bruised butt and breasts in the mirror a shock, a reminder. She will not disobey her Master again.
“Would you like another coffee before you head home” the friendly giant says as she emerges from the bathroom. Giggling softly to herself, she accepts, sitting delicately on the couch, chatting casually about the weather again.