[Part One](https://redd.it/72zamh)
“You’ve been a very bad girl, Fraulein. Need I list off your offenses to you?”
My tongue was glued to my teeth, as I attempted to force a sound from my dusty, parched throat. He was standing over me before I could even process his movements. His firm hand under my chin, he forced my gaze to meet his, as tears filled my eyes. The first slap hadn’t yet registered, when the second landed with a smack.
“You will answer, when I ask you a question. Unless, you’d rather I take away your right to speak, as well?”
“No, mein Herr. Please. I would like to hear what I have done. I want to be better… for you.” The words tumbled out through my lips, my tongue stuttering over every syllable.
With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he lowered me back to the floor and returned to his regal throne. The rustle of the paper in his hands sent me further into the mindset of the captive. I was before the judge, jury, and executioner; being read the list of my crimes and, summarily, my punishments.
“Last Thursday, you decided that you were going to be ill-behaved. Despite several warnings, you continued to be disrespectful and irritating and it was all because you wanted to act like an attention-seeking little brat, just to get a rise out of me. I do not condone childish, bad behavior and I will not tolerate insubordination, especially from a worthless little bitch like you. Do you remember what I promised in return for your naughtiness?”
I had been gasping for breath, trying to fight back the tears behind my eyelids. I tried to utter something…anything. But, my body once again played the role of Brutus and I managed only a croak. The light left his eyes, as he set the list of my sins back upon his chair.
“Open your whore mouth.”
He strolled gallantly towards and then past me to the sink. The vibrations of the music’s driving bass began to fill me, further driving my arousal past any point I had ever previously experienced. Water began to run into the sink and I prayed, begged silently for what was to come next. The roar of the filling sink never ceased, but I could sense him approaching me. A finger slipped between the lips of my cunt and the sweet, exhilarating moans of my Master sent me over the edge; past any point of remaining self-control. I groaned and desperately tried to squirm away, struggling against his ropes. His touch was electric and sent chills across my spine. But, my struggle was of no use.
With one hand, he seized the rope harness and dragged me back towards him. The weight of his foot upon my back startled me and I felt the air escape my lungs, as he pressed harder.
“Ah, ah, ah. I will put a stop to this right now. Don’t mistake this for kindness. Your body belongs to me. You belong to me. You no longer have any right to or control over your own self. You are mine.”
I nodded my head to best of my abilities, submitting finally to his dominion. A moment later, he granted me the right to fill my starving lungs with air and I struggled to find his gaze.
“Make sure you keep your fuckhole of a mouth open. Anything you spill, you will lick up and you will thank me after every drop.”
He took a long, drawn-out sip from his chalice, his eyes never once leaving mine. Like liquid gold, water flowed from his mouth into mine, ravishing my parched throat. I should have concentrated better, but I was so intoxicated by his touch, like he had turned the water to wine. I failed to notice the lone drop that slipped from my chin and landed upon the tile with a deafening plop. The grin slipped from his lips and he left me alone with my shame, as he returned to shut off the water filling the sink.
“Well, I see that you’re still incapable of most things. How useless. You can’t even do one simple task correctly. Such a clueless little slut. You’re only good for fucking and sucking then, aren’t you?”
He pressed my face towards the ground, issuing the silent command to demonstrate my subordination. Like a dog with their snout pressed in their own piss, I tentatively licked up the single drop with shame.
I wailed in reply, “I’m sorry, mein Herr. Thank you for allowing me to correct my mistake.”
“That’s my good girl,” he answered with that smirk and that look that said, “You are mine and you will do as you’re told.”
“Now, there is just the small matter of your disobedience. I’ll ask you again. Do you remember what you received as penance?”
“Ja, mein Herr. 80 Strokes.”
SMACK
“That’s not everything, now is it?”
Pain and pleasure mingled with awe, as I barely managed to choke out, “No, my King. You said that after 40 lashes, you would rub lemon juice and salt all over my ass. I believe…”
SMACK
“I told you VERY explicitly what would happen. There will be no, ‘I believe,’ only definite answers. Try again, you little slut.”
“I’m sorry, Sir! You also said that you would fuck me in the ass without any lube or stretching and that I would get another orgasm ban!”
“Good girl. And do you remember what your response to that was?”
“Yes, Sir. I said… I said it wasn’t a bad idea.”
“Is that what you wanted, then? Do you want to be a naughty, irritating little brat and be punished? I will gladly give you as many strokes as you want. Try me.”
He glared at me coldly and time seemed to stop for a moment. How do you answer a question with two answers? Yes, of course I want him to hurt me. That’s part of this whole game, isn’t it? But, his disappointment in my actions was not something I enjoyed. My duty was to ensure his happiness, not his anger. I merely shook my head no in reply.
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