Part 2
Leaving you holding the table with your face and hands, i go to the bedroom. Im going to be comfortable while this plays out. I change over to my basketball shorts and a comfy tee. I reach under the bed, and pull out the box that I have left closed and locked since we been having our fun. You dont know what it contains, and thats for the best. I havent fully told you all of the things that I enjoy. This is my box of everything. A place that pure bliss comes from. Full out sexual release of every reservation totally and completely. This is my box of all of my wishes with not a single judgement attached to it. This is where we explore ourselves and our desires to see if we enjoy new things.
As I turn the corner to come back down the hallway I see you still standing exactly how I left you. As I walk up, you mumble out
“Im sorry Sir, I should have asked 1st and I didnt and I am really sorry honestly.”
“Quiet. Dont make this worse on yourself. You made a mistake, now you will be punished for your mistake. Take your punishment willingly and it will be over quickly. Fight me or try to explain it away, it will only be worse on you. Understood?”
As your mind races wondering what the punishment will be, without thinking of what you are getting into, you let the words escape your lips “Yes Sir.” Your mouth has disobeyed your own brain. How? Why? What? Whats happening to me, how can he do this he hasn’t even promoted my responses why the fuck did I start calling him sir?!?, as your pussy begins to tingle from the unkown excitement that lies ahead you take a deep breath and wait to take whatever punishment is sent forth.
I reach to the counter and pickup the 1st Item I brought out of the bedroom with me, its a simple sleep mask. I slide it over the top of your head, covering your eyes fully from me. Needing a way to test if you can see my movement or tell where I am, I pick up a large wooden paddle from behind you that you have yet to see, just another item out of the Bliss Box. Now this paddle is special, it is made of wood, has a beautiful maple color finish, small holes drilled into it for air to pass thru the paddle without slowing down my swing.
*THHHHWWWWACCCCKKKK*
Pain shoots from your ass to your eyes with no resistance, you let out a scream, but not a normal scream, it was an erotic scream. One you didnt know was inside of you. You even found it inside yourself to hold still and not even lift your head from the table. Your pussy begins to quiver, “holy fuck am I going to come from being hit with a paddle?!?!” You start thinking to yourself. I wind back up and get ready to deliver a 2nd hit, you hear me wind up and start to clinch your ass bracing for impact my hand falls to your cheeks as I so softly begin to caress and lightly rub the red make feeling the heat coming off of it. Continuing to rub and caress I switch hands, I start running my right hand over you, I secretly pickup the paddle with my left hand, still caressing your ass I bring it up behind my head, I can see you are relaxed and enjoying the soft and sweet side of this interaction, but punishments are not soft and sweet, they remind you not to do it again.
*THHHHHHWWWWAAAACCCCKKKKKK*
Swinging that paddle so hard the impact damn near lifts you off if your feet. Another sensual scream comes out of your mouth. I start rubbing my hands over my handy work as I watch both of your ass cheeks turn a bright red color and it excites me. I question if you have TRUELY given up all control to me, are you REALLY going to allow me to do ANYTHING that I want to you… its time to find out.
“You did amazing slut. You took your punishment without bitching about it, I am very proud of you.”
“Thank you Sir. Thank you for my punishment, thank you for my praise Sir.” What the fuck am I saying?? Why do I keep calling him Sir?? Why is my mouth saying shit my brain hasnt told it to!! What the fuck else can he possibly do to me besides fuck me?!?!”
“Stay just like you are, I have to grab something.”
I walk down the hall and return shortly after with the entire bliss box. We are going to test exactly what limits you have today slut. I root thru the box, you can only hear me digging around and then hear me say “OOHHHH I forgot this was in here…… open your mouth slut” Without a 2nd thought you comply and open your mouth, only to be rewarded with something semi large, cold, and metal. I pull it from your mouth without warning, covered in spit and move behind you, and then you feel the pressure against your asshole. “HOLY FUCK THAT IS A BUTTPLUG! I DONT DO ANAL!!” Is all that comes across your mind as your body relaxes as the plug slides inside of you. Then you hear the box again, “what the fuck else could he possibly have!” As your ass is being stretched and held open by this plug you hear something metal clinging together.
“This is the ultimate test of submission. Understood slut?”
“Yes sir, thank you for my plug Sir I love it.” WHO THE FUCK AM I?!? I DONT DO ANAL, I DONT SUBMIT, I DONT DO THESE THINGS!! What is happening to me?!? WHAT DID HE DO TO MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY?!
I disconnect 1 peice from another, i slide the dress off over your head, and I reach around your throat. I place a thick leather strap around your neck and tighten it in the back of your head. You are left in nothing but stockings and heels on, and of course your new butt plug in place.
“Stand up straight.” Your movement in a standing position is confirmation enough that you heard me. “Dont. Move.”
“Yes Sir” what the fuck. Ughhhhh! As you grow more frustrated with yourself.
The blind fold comes off, I walk into the living room infront of you. With my back turned, you look to the window for a reflection of what I slipped on your throat, you see lettering on it but cannot make out what it says. “PMUD MUC” what the fuck is that…. you snap your attention back to me as I sit in my chair in the living room. I reach into my pocket and pull out a leash, lay it across my lap, our eyes meet across the room. You have been collared by me but the real test of obediance comes next.
“CUM DUMP, come to me.”
You feel as if lightining struck your clit. “What the fuck did he just call me?! WHO THE FUCK DOES HE THINK HE IS?!” You are literally dripping down both legs, your entire body has forbidden you, you relize you have passed, you are completely out of control and you obviously are enjoying every bit of it.
As you take 1 step towards me, I yell out “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING! GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES SLUT! YOU CRAWL TO ME CUM DUMP!!!”
Within a flash you throw yourself down as you get to your hands and knees, your brain starts flooding with emotions. You have finally accepted your fate, your strong willed mind has finally been broken and you understand for the 1st time since coming home, this is what complete lack of control truely is. Every movement you make towards me it comes with more emotion as well as more understanding. You are here for my pleasure, I will do whatever I please with your holes, I will use you how I see fit. You will only address me as sir from here on out, you are not to question me. You do as you are told and you will enjoy it. You stop at my feet, you sit back onto your heels with a slight sting to your ass from the punishment you took earlier. Your hands fall to your thighs and present yourself to me.
“I am yours Sir. May I please have my leash?”
“Yes slut, yes you may.”
Leaning forward, I connect your leash to your new collar and kiss you gentally on the forehead. “Thank you” escapes quietly from my mouth into your ear. At this moment your body ingnites into flames, as you finally see the light and your understanding comes full circle, this entire time, you have been the one in control. Master/Slave relationships can only go as far as the slave is willing to be taken by her master. Instantly you feel the plug as your ass clinches tightly and an orgasm washes over your entire body.
“May I be used by you sir?”
“Yes Cum Dump, come with me.” With a slight tug to your leash, I lead you down the hallway to the bedroom….
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m84a50/dinner_time_part_2_mf_masterslave