my heart is on fire,
my soul is undone.
this lil slut craves,
Your cock and your buns.
You laugh as i moan,
You torture my mind.
knowing if i dont have You,
these will surely go blind.
You hike up my skirt,
and tease my wet slit.
You smile and say CUM,
smiling at my convulsive lil fit.
You know that I love You,
Your heart content at the thought.
For You know it's not mine,
but only Your pleasure i sought.
©5/2000 by Trulykath
To Part 1
Part 2. Preparation for Punishment....
Fear coursed through her body into every vein...every
muscle......every appendage. Coming out of her space, only then did
she realizeher mistake. She knew that certain punishment must follow,
and though she trusted Him implicitly she knew her orgasm without His
permission meant that He had to follow through. Tears started to
escape the corners of hereyes, knowing full well, Master would not
weaken in His stance. She was so lost in His touch, she had not been
able to control the slut that sheknew herself to be. The fact that
she disappointed Him in their first meeting would haunt her for a
long time to come.
You reach down and untie her ankles and uncuff her wrists.You turn
and walk to Your chair, Your eyes practically glaring holes thru
her.She crawls to You, kneeling as low as possible at Your feet. She
dares notlook up at You, but waits through crucial silent minutes to
hear what Master might have in store for her. Without lifting her
head or her eyes, she speaks very quietly, "Master,
Please....please forgive me."
Your quivering slave at Your feet tugs at Your heart, andquickens
Your pulse. How dare her cross Your line of command? How dare her
challenge Your ownership of her body? Your love for her at this
moment is enormous , Your disappointment immense...BUT she human and
slave who's ONLYdesire is to please her Master. You have trained her
to know better, follow Your instruction, and heed Your warnings. Have
You pushed her too far? You thought not. She is the cum slut that You
know her to be, and You will
will train her, no matter how much it takes, to control the body that
is now Yours. Considering this is Your 1st meeting, it is paramount
that You set the rules and boundaries now. You love this part, as the
rules are
always Yours, and You own the boundaries as well. You could stretch
those within her already-set limits at anytime You pleased. Not only
would she allow it, she would respect Your authority to do so.
"pet.....crawl to my toy bag NOW," You tell her. Watching
her crawl across the floor, so careful not to raise her eyes to You.
You can see the moisture glistening out of her slit, and You know the
sheer act of her crawling for You is exciting her.
"Bring Me the 2 dildos, the candles, ah hell....just bring the
whole bag." As she reaches for the bag.....You add, "CARRY
IT IN YOURMOUTH."
She bends over to grasp the handles in her teeth, and struggles to
bring the bag to you. The weight of the bag makes her crawling
difficult, causing her breast to sway back and forth. The nipples are
still pouty
and clamped, and You relish releasing the clamps and watching her try
not to orgasm as the blood returns.
Your cock is hard again, and her obedience now is energy to You. You
rummage thru the bag, not quite sure which punishment to deliver, the
whole time Your mind at work on her transgression against Your
orders. You pull the leash out and quickly attach it to her collar
and pull her head up hard and strong. She averts her eyes, and You respond,
"LOOK IN MY EYES PET!" Her eyelids slowly raise, revealing
eyes brimming with tears, as she looks into her Master's eyes.
"You will NEVER forget this day, my pet. You will never disobey
me again. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
Very quietly, she responds, "yes Master."
"Now go to the table you see there in the corner. Lean upagainst
the table with legs spread. HURRY PET.......do it NOW." She
rises to go, but not quickly enough for Your taste. You grab the
leash and pull
her to Your chosen destination. Quickly, you pull leather cuffs from
your bag, and buckle them around her wrists. Another set from the
bag, you attach to her ankles. You then lean her over and secure the
cuffs to the table legs. Her ankles are secured as well, and You
return to Your bag.Finally, You take out
a a belt, and run it around the table, careful to run it thru the
chain attached to the nipple clamps. This will keep her tethered to
the table and make any movement tug on each of her swollen nipples. You
pull the large dildo from the bag, and with out any preparation,
impale her slit with it, sinking it entirely. She groans, but remains
still. You select the single tailed whip from Your bag. This should
work nicely, and teachpet to wait.
You take the whip around and show it to her, just before Youpull Your
blindfold out, and place it over her eyes. "Now pet, tell Me why
you are being punished."
"i did cum without Your permission, Master."
"Yes you did. I put that dildo there to see if you would do it
again. I see you are dripping wet, but if you can manage to keep the
dildo inside for 10 minutes, your punishment will only be 10 lashes.
If you should fail, your punishment will be 20 lashes. Starting now, pet"
She cringes, as she knows the clock is running. She moves her hips in
a slight attempt to clinch the dildo, all the while, feeling herself
moisten by the friction of the toy. Her movements pull on the
belt,causing the chain to the nipple clips to tug. The pain rips
through her nipples, and she bites back the scream in her throat. The
more she wiggles, the deeper the pain, the wetter she is getting.
Sweat beads on her face as she
attempts to concentrate on holding the dildo in her Master's pussy.
It is large, and she notices her movements are moving the toy against
her swollen clit. Try as she might, she could feel the toy slipping a
bit. Her mind raced for an answer on how to keep it in it's place.
Yet, the slippage makes the toy rub against her clit even more. She
silently prays that she will not cum, yet she knows the 20 lashes are
her destiny.
"Six more minutes pet," you inform her.
Oh GOD, she thinks. How on earth can she endure much more? She starts
taking deeper breaths and feels her body start to relax a bit. The
simple act of relaxing causes the dildo so slip a bit more, and she
criesout in torment as it rubs her clit.
Her cries irritate you, and You pull a ball gag from the bag. "I
want you to do this quietly pet," You say, as You secure the gag
around her head, making the strap tight. She mumbles incoherently
against the ball, BUT because she has not safeworded with her hands
at this point, You know she is ok.
"Only 4 more minutes pet."
Her struggles now have ceased, and it is evident she is fighting now
only in her mind in a pointless attempt to concentrate. She loves the
gag, and the simple act of having it placed on her mouth makes her
juice even more. She moans as she feels the dildo slipping, and
without having seen it yet, she wonders just how many more inches she
might have between her and the 10 extra lashes.
"pet, only 2 more min....." before the words leave your
mouth, the dildo slips out and hits the floor. Her body sags against
the table, as she is finally free of the torture.
"Now pet, about those lashes........."