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Subject: {ASSM} Domme-in-a-box Part 3 (Fdom, robotic, sci-fy, spanking, humil
Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2002 04:10:02 -0400
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Domme-in-a-box
part 3
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With a quiet "Go to sleep now, my little corporate drone" she crawled into
bed and after a moment or two of turning beneath the covers she fell silent.
I sat watching her for the longest time. Did I see her chest move? Was that
her breath stirring that small lock of hair? How something manmade could
wrap my very emotions in such knots, I can't pretend to understand, but she
was everything I had dreamed of since I had my first kinky thought. To be
taken when, where and how SHE choose hit such a primitive response in me
that I was undone.

The thoughts swirling thru my mind didn't make the condition of my cock any
better, as it dribbled and leaked liked a school boy at the thought of
having it's fondest wish.  In frustration, my arms strained to reach it,
just a stroke, just one squeeze and I'd be over the edge. My muscles bulged
and my neck lowered as far as it was possible in an attempt to just get one
fist wrapped around. !!ARGH!! My head crashed back in complete frustration
as my arms cradled the pillow close to my sore nipples. I'll sleep, that's
what I'll do. Maybe in the morning, she'd allow me some relief, I thought to
myself as I slowly calmed down and fell asleep.

A few hours I awoke to find her pressed up against me. I knew she couldn't
resist me, I crowed quietly to myself.

My arms around her tightened as I pressed her deeper into the mattress. I
could smell her perfume as I buried my face in her neck. Suckling and
licking her exposed skin, I was roused to fever pitch. I nudged her legs
further apart as I prepared to sink my cock in her to the very hilt.  At
that point, I wanted to fuck her so badly that nothing could stop me. My
hands grabbed her wrists and dragged them overhead as I pressed in tighter
along the length of her body.  Ghod she was so incredibly soft! Her chest
grazed my nipples and the remembered pain was enough to make my back arch in
delicious agony. My toes dug in and my balls pulled tight against my body as
I moved inside her.  My body fell into a rhythm that destroyed any
resemblance to a civilized man. I slipped in and out of her with my teeth
gnashing in hunger and my ass quivered trying to sink it in deeper. Have you
ever been that godawful hungry? For just a moment, the mask slips and you
reveal such a depth of need that to go without would simply destroy you?

My hands slid around to grab her ass and as I lifted her up in my hands, I
rammed it on home. Ohmanalive, I could feel my balls contracting as my
fingers dug into her soft sweet ass. In that instance, her legs wrapped
around my waist and I could feel her pussy clenching down hard on my dick. A
loud groan forced itself out of my throat as I felt my load traveling. Her
hands went up to my hair and grabbed a handful. Then she pulled on it
harder.  She pulled and yanked on the hair at my nape until I was standing
on my own two feet.  My fingers uncoiled and the pillow that I had been so
busily humping fell to the ground. Ah, jezuz-h-xst! How humiliating!!  My
cock was spurting sporadically as she dragged me by the hair.  My knees hit
the side of the bed and with her hand forcing my face against the mattress
my ass went up in the air.  She kicked my legs wide apart and with my
balance so precarious, I had no defenses. I tried to squirm out from under
her hand, but with that first smack of the belt I knew I was a goner. She
beat my ass with it.  There's no other way to put it. With every crack of
the leather, my submission grew deeper.  By the time she had finished, my
tears soaked the blankets, I had begged her forgiveness and my cock had
unloaded on the top of the mattress.

"And to think that I was actually worried about you! I heard you moan like
you were at death's door, so I got up and looked in on you. I wanted to make
sure you were doing okay as I HAVE been pushing you awful hard. But what did
I find??  You with your arms wrapped tight around your pillow, trying to
drill it straight into the ground! Your cock was buried so far in it, I'm
surprised the feathers weren't flying!! What a fucking slut you are! You can
't even keep your dreams clean, can you?! Not to mention the state of my
bed! Well, we sure are gonna fix that, aren't we?" and with her accent
thicker than I've heard it yet, she laid on another set of strips to match
the ones that I already had. By that time, I was bucking against her hand in
sincere agony and my cries were flowing out in a deafening crescendo.

When my tears turned to frantic sobs and my body lost its resistance, she
stopped. With her hand still securing me to the bed, she slowly rubbed my
sore posterior, making sure to touch each and every welt. "Do you know what
we're going to do, you horny little drone? We're going to teach you that the
only time you're allowed to use that toy between your legs is when you are
given permission to. Do you understand me?" At my heartfelt agreement, she
continued. "You're going to call the help and have these linens changed to
begin with" With her drawing my attention to it like that, I could feel the
stickiness that stretched between the cover and me. "Yes, Ma'am, I'll call
them right now. I really am sorry, Ma'am, I didn't realize what was
happening till it was all over with".

"Excuses are a fine thing, but your actions have certainly landed a pack of
trouble on top of your head, hasn't it? After you've finished the phone
call, I'm going to take your restraints off and you are to go stand in the
corner. I want your nose pressed against the wall with your hands at your
sides. You're going to stand there until you realize just how much you've
disappointed me. That was MY cock you let get out of control. Not yours.
MINE!" she said with her voice raising. I was officially in the doghouse and
knowing I was totally in the wrong didn't make me feel any better. When I
felt her release me, I tucked my tail between my legs and called for clean
sheets to be sent up immediately. I then asked her quietly which corner she'
d like me in.  She undid the chains that held my wrists and with her fingers
holding on tight to my ear, she parked my sorry ass.

How did I let her know that I already felt worse than I had believed
possible? Knowing the depth of her disappointment in me (along with my
throbbing red ass) was more than enough punishment. To be sent to the corner
like some errant schoolboy was just rubbing salt in the wound.

I was standing in my bedroom corner, shuffling my feet and very tempted to
knead the sting that my ass felt when I heard the doorbell ring and the help
walked in. Ma'am was quietly introducing herself and instructing them in the
hallway when I tried to make a dodge for the bathroom. If the help ever saw
me, the Master of the house, standing buck-naked in the corner of the room
obviously being punished, I would NEVER live it down.

I could hear the click of her heels enter the room as I tried to scurry thru
the bathroom doorway before they all came in. "John! Just what do you think
you're doing?! Get back in that corner right this instant!"  Her voice rang
out clearly and my ego shrank in itself. There was no way to recover from
this I could see it now.

When I turned and looked at her standing in the doorway of the bedroom,
blocking the two helpers entrance, I could see the determination to bend my
will etched like granite on her face. She was not going to let me find a way
out of this embarrassing situation without my having to resort to saying my
safeword. No matter how I felt at that time, the sure knowledge that she was
the best thing that had happened to me could not be denied. The things she
had made me feel in the one day that she had been here affected my thinking
and emotions so much that the thought of safewording and being rid of her
was immediately forgotten. To put it simply and totally on the line, I
needed her in my life.

My feet dragged as I walked back to that corner, I won't lie to you. It was
the hardest thing I had ever done. I was purposefully destroying the image I
had cultivated for so many long lonely years. The power I had gathered, the
awe I inspired was ground into the dust as I obeyed the wishes of my mech
Mistress.

"Master John is just being punished for a misdeed, Rosy and Robbie. Just
ignore him and get on with your work, please" she said. I could hear the
stunned silence as the couple entered the room. They had been in my employ
for ages it seemed and they have NEVER seen me in such a state before. They'
ve witnessed women leaving my apartment at all hours in keeping with my
image and the many business functions to clean up after, but being so quiet,
submissive and powerless? I could feel their eyes sneaking glances at me as
they changed the linens. With my hands clenched like fists at my sides and
with my ass glowing like a beacon, how could they not be curious?

As Ma'am was touring the room, straightening this and that while the couple
worked, she stopped at my side and told me to put my hands on my head. I
could hear the heat in her voice as she set about reinforcing my new public
status. A great wealth of humiliation I found in that moment and feeling my
cockhead brush against the wall as it swelled only made my situation all the
more precarious. If she happened to look down and notice it, I don't think
she'd be able to resist a comment. I raised my hands and laced them on top
of my head as her hand stroked my side and she murmured good boy. When I
felt her lean in closer and her hand dip briefly between my legs, I knew how
I was responding wasn't hidden any longer. With her chin resting on my
shoulder in a faux show of cuddling, she took one of my hands, wrapped it
around the base of my cock and whispered just one small sentence.  The worst
part is how my body leapt at it.  "Beg me" she said

Ghod, to swim in the humiliation for just a brief moment. I closed my eyes,
sucked in a breath and said in the lowest voice that I possessed "Please don
't make me embarrass myself".  Did I really want that, though? Or did I, in
my heart of hearts want to be forced to be her total piggie-slut? Willing to
do and become anything she wanted in order to keep her happy? The thought of
slinking along in my own depravity made my soul quake. When she asked me to
repeat it, a little bit louder, my voice shook with intensity as I said in a
rush "Please, Ma'am, please don't make me". I could hear the silence behind
us, so I know that the couple had stopped what they were doing to watch this
living soap opera.

K
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