“Good Girl”

You pick up your key at the front desk with a nervous smile, thanking the clerk as you try to adjust your trench coat. Painfully aware that if it were to get caught on something or if you were to accidentally trip or untie the belt that all these people would be in for quite a show.
You press the elevator call button and shift from foot to foot knowing how you must look to those people staring at you. Hair done up nice with make up flawless. Your deep red lipstick and white pumps a stark contrast with the slate gray coat that barely falls below your knees. They know. They have to know.

Ding.

The elevator door opens.
An older couple walks out, the man staring ahead, oblivious to you. His wife gives you a once over and the hint of a smile plays out on her lips as if she has guessed your purpose and might remember doing something similar. You step inside and press the 7. Guess it is lucky after all, you think as you bounce on your toes and look up at the ceiling. You stop after a few seconds to make sure nothing has shaken loose. Checking your make up in the mirrored walls of the elevator you are satisfied with your appearance and hope that I will be as well. You are almost certain this is the shade of lipstick I requested but the command was given when you were still in a fog from the last encounter…

Ding

Doors part and you have a thought that you will be opening up just the same soon enough.
Striding down the hall you wonder why every hotel hallway has to be carpeted. Surely I would appreciate the click clack of your heels approaching my room.
719.
Stopping in front of the door you stare at the number. Taking a moment to compose yourself and letting your breath out of your lungs. On the intake you swipe the card through the slot and push your way into the room. Walking all the way into the common area as instructed and facing the open window without looking around just like I told you to do.
The lights of the city are alive all around as people scurry about their lives. You wonder if anybody is actually looking into the window or if anyone else is having a similar experience in the hotel down the block.
Momentarily mesmerized by the view you are startled when you hear my voice.
“Turn.” I say.
The bass in my voice leaves no room for argument or response.
You turn to face me, sitting in the chair. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust and I let them slowly adjust and focus on me.

Sitting with my leg crossed over my knee, leaned back, hands steeped in front of my black suit and vest. Deep purple shirt and tie perfectly in place with the jacket draped over the back of the chair.
I do not smile. My eyes meet yours and in the same deep voice you hear, “Drop it.”
You are trained well. No hesitation at all with one swift movement you swipe the coats belt and arch your back while shrugging out of the trench coat to have it fall to he floor in a puddle.
Instinct says cover yourself. You can see the lights playing off your skin as you pose for me, shoulders back, left hand on your thigh, right hand behind you.
Risking a look at my face you see my eyes studying your figure. Analyzing every curve. Every imperfection that you see in the mirror every day and wish you could change.
I stay silent. You begin to get nervous and feel your hands begin to tremble.
My eyes snap to yours and catch your eyes before you attempt to avert your gaze, realizing that you are too late.

“That’s two” I say.
Standing up I slowly walk toward you as your heart beings to beat faster in anticipation of your punishment. You don’t even know what ‘One’ could have been.

Knowing I work your punishments in threes your mind races to make sure you are perfect for me.
Mentally rehearsing every response that I have drilled into you.
“Now.” I say, “look into the corner.”

Your eyes slowly track across the room trying to take in every detail to give yourself a clue as to what I have in store for you.

A medium size wooden crate on the floor at the foot of the king size be catches your eye but a second later it is quite obvious what I want you to look at.
Matte black and set away from the light it is almost invisible.

Poles arrayed in what looks like something that would belong on a playground. You see the ropes I have pre tied to it and understanding hits you. This is something new. Something you haven’t been trained in how to respond.

I stand behind you patiently. Waiting for you to work out the details of the situation.
Tentatively you take a step toward the swing.
I do not correct you.
You do not look back, for to show uncertainty would surely mean a third infraction.
Stepping up to the poles you can see immediately that you are meant to have your arms secured near the top, your feet spread and secured to the sides.

Looks like the elevator had the right Idea after all.
And an unmistakable seat dropped into the middle that must go around your hips and under your thighs.
It is at a perfect height and as you attempt to begin securing your self you hear me,
“No”

Looking back finally you see me standing in the light facing out the window with one hand pointing at the floor at the foot of the bed. In plain view of the cityscape.

The swing is surprisingly light and you have no trouble positioning it so it will have maximum exposure to the window and twinkle of the city lights. You see me nod and realize that I have been watching your reflection in the glass.

Now you begin to secure yourself into the swing. Awkwardly at first as you sit on the rope seat and see what must be ropes that need to be tied over the inside of your legs on either side of your lips before dropping back behind you.

As you adjust yourself you are very self conscious about your stomach. Knowing I will not tolerate any self pity over body image and remembering all the times I have told you how beautiful you are when holding you close and looking deep into your eyes, you begin to relax and start working on your feet.
Trying to be as silent as possible you know that you got lucky with the last correction not being an infraction and that if you make any noise of strain while securing yourself you will bring my wrath.
With both legs secure.

Thank goodness for snares that don’t over tighten.

You slide your wrists into the cuff ties above your head. You notice the lines in your legs and arms have slack in them and begin to wonder why as you tighten the last rope around your wrist. Hunched over to keep your balance your eyes are cast down as I turn around.

Looking your ties over and nodding to myself I walk behind you.

Your arms shoot up to the top of the rig stretching your torso up and making your breasts appear more perky than they have ever been. Recovering from the suddenness of it you are even more surprised when your legs are pulled up slightly and out to spread them more. You can feel the tension in your muscles as you attempt to counter balance yourself when the rope you are sitting on lifts as well and alleviates most of the pressure on your wrists and ankles. You also realize you are much higher off the floor than expected. Staring straight out the window still you attempt to calm your heart rate and slow your breathing as you feel the small ropes tighten around your pelvis and push your labia together, putting slight pressure on your clit.

You are breathing in and out just like I taught you, trying to keep yourself from shaking your eyes are closed and you are thinking soothing thoughts when you feel me pull your head back slightly.
Opening your eyes they catch mine and for the first time this evening you see me smile down at you.
You smile back and being to relax as I place a fold over your eyes and secure the band behind your head.

You are blind. The twinkling city lights are no longer part of your perception and all you can do is listen.
Straining your ears you hear my shoes on carpet as I walk around you. You try to determine where I am by sound but you still jump when you feel my fingertips brush your cheek.
I cup your face and tilt your head back. I am between your legs and you can feel the brush of the fabric of my pants on your thighs tickling you softly. I lean forward slowly and press my lips to yours as you surrender to my kiss. Your breath catches as you massage my tongue with yours. Feeling my fingers run softly through your hair until they grip you tight and pull you even tighter into a deep passionate kiss from which you never want to break.

Just as suddenly as it began, It stops. Your lips quiver for more but you dare not utter a sound. You hear leather on leather as I slip out of my shoes and make even less noise walking around you now.
Jumping again as you feel my hand at the small of your back, your skin breaking out in goose pimples as I trace up your spine until both my hands are on your shoulders and I lean in. Feeling my hot breath on your neck as I kiss you there softly your heart starts to beat faster again as you attempt to stay calm.

One hand snakes around and plays across the front of your throat. No pressure is needed to make your breath catch again and you involuntarily squirm your hips. Upon doing this you feel my grip tighten as I stop kissing and whisper in your ear, “Be still.”

Your body tenses with the pressure but you manage to keep still as calm water until my grip softens and caresses your throat and I whisper,
“Good girl”

Internally you smile to yourself for your achievement. You have never been able to contain yourself like that before tonight. Pleased with yourself, you concentrate back on trying to listen for me. But it is not sound that you hear but rather the smell of my cologne drifting through the air as I walk around you that transports you mentally for an instant to that first time I threw you against a wall with your legs wrapped around me.

My hands grip you at the shin and begin tracing up your thigh as I walk between your legs again. Leaning forward I kiss your cheek and down your neck, slowly moving down your chest as my hands caress your thighs and hips.

You can feel the softness of my lips playing down your breasts and the light caress of them against your nipples as they harden at my breath. You feel my suck your left nipple into my mouth as my hand finds the right one with a pinch. Rolling your right nipple between my thumb and index finger while playing with the left with my tongue and switching back and forth I have gotten closer and closer to you so you can feel my pants begin to brush against your labia and ever so gently against your exposed clit that’s pushed up from the rope. You catch yourself before a moan escapes your lips as I pinch harder. You know I am baiting you and hoping you make me punish you. So you resolve to be a good girl and follow the rules even as I grab your hips and press myself into your exposed clit while sucking on your breasts.

Once again the intensiveness of the moment just stops as you feel me pull away. But I do not retreat fully.

You can still feel my pants touching your thighs and allow yourself to imagine that I will pull my hard cock out of my pants and tease your pussy with my head. But you know that’s wishful thinking at this point. You move your head back a little bit trying to get a glimpse of me as you feel me bend over to start kissing down your stomach. You tighten your body because you know you are about to be tickled by my kisses and you do not want to give it away. As I start to kiss around your hip, you feel it. The tickling sensation that, if given the chance, will send you into a fit of convulsions in an attempt to get away from the source side starts to cramp as you let out a breath through gritted teeth and manage to stay completely still. Finally after what seems like forever I move on from that spot as you relax yourself and try to control your breathing. The adrenaline from that effort is still high when all of a sudden you feel my lips descend onto your swollen and exposed clit in a soft kiss. Your mouth hangs open in silent moan as you can feel yourself start to get wetter and wetter as I kiss above, below, and on the sides of your lips. I trace my tongue up the edge of your left lip slowly as you can feel yourself begin to drip. My finger starts a slow sweep of your lips and catches your wetness as it drips between your lips. While you still feel my hot breath on you, my arm makes its way back to your breasts and rubs your wetness onto your nipples while pinching and teasing them.

You feel the pressure of my bites on your inner thigh as my beard tickles your lips softly. I am making sure to kiss, bite and lick all around your pussy without actually parting your lips and it is making you crazy. Dragging my tongue across your thigh to the bottom of your lips you can feel the tip of my tongue catch at the natural part in them as I slide it between them. The rope is pushing your lips together slightly so you can feel the pressure as they squeeze my tongue that I am running from the bottom slowly up until my tongue is flat against your swollen clit. You feel an explosion of heat rising from inside you after being teased for so long to have that much sensation is almost overwhelming.
Your hips start to buck, silently begging for more as I stop.

Once again you feel me disengage from you and feel the cold realization drop into the pit of your stomach as you realize what you just did. But from that cold ball comes a spreading warmth as your skin prickles and your cheeks flush from embarrassment. You told yourself you would be good. You knew what to do and you let yourself give in.

“That’s three” You hear me say and can hear the disappointment in my voice.
You know how much I enjoy tasting you and licking you and you are So mad at yourself for making me stop to have to discipline you.

Nothing.

You hear nothing and know that I must be standing over you. Watching and deciding what punishment you deserve.

Over the initial disappointment in yourself you begin to wonder yourself. What might you be in for?
Excitement starts to grip you again.

Will I spank you? Will I put clamps on your nipples? Or… What if I don’t let you cum at all tonight?
Nervous once again as you run through the possibilities in your mind you hear a soft creak in the silence. It was coming from behind. How did he get behind me? You wonder to yourself and realize you had distracted yourself so much you forgot to be aware of your surroundings.

If I had known about this lapse the punishment would be much more severe.

The sound of rummaging reaches your ears as you recognize the sounds. Leather on wood, must be pulling the whip out from under the paddle… soft clinks of metal. Chain restraints… muted thuds, dildos most likely…. then a cascade of all those noises as if something large had been lifted from the bottom of the box. You have never heard this sound before and you are forbidden from looking into the pleasure chest. It is always closed when you arrive and always closed when you are able to move freely again.

You can hear me walking back around you.

The rustle of my clothes as I bend over.

The shifting carpet as something wide slides under your rope seat.

Something is being plugged into the wall…

I come and looses your ankle restraints. You start to wonder if it’s over already and if you messed up so bad that I would want you to leave. You don’t understand what you did so wrong…. Your heels touch the carpet and you feel the ropes under your thighs loosen as well. You don’t want this to be over. You don’t want to leave so soon. I am behind you now and the ropes of the seat begin to descend along with your arms, keeping them firmly above your head.

Why are your arms still tied?

Then you feel it. Cold at first but the synthetic fleshy material of one of your toys in unmistakable.
You are raised up a few inches off of the material.

That felt like a dildo but was much too flat, with a ridge running along it that lined up with….

A Sybian.

It has to be.

Equal parts excitement and terror flood your mind. You have seen videos of these and always felt it looked more painful and pleasureful. This has to be your punishment. But why this? Surely making you cum isn’t a bad thing.

Still nervous you start to feel more curious now about what is going to happen. Forgetting all about being punished.

Snap.

The lid of my lube bottle opening.

You hear the sounds of lube being applied to the toy directly underneath you and feel the back of my hand brush your lips making you jump again.

You didn’t realize how sensitive you had become just in anticipation.

I stand up and walk behind you again. Lowering you onto the Sybian you feel the ridge part your lips and press against your swollen clit.

“So.” You hear me say.

“You don’t want to obey”

“You want to move your hips to try and cum faster.”

It was a statement, not a question.

But there is always meaning behind the words when I speak this way and it doesn’t take long for you to realize what I am really saying.

You begin to protest and speak up for yourself….

“Quiet” I growl, close to your ear.

It begins softly. Just a soft sensation between your thighs. Almost like a cool breeze blowing through your lips as you realize I must have turned it on.

Your hands grip the ropes they are bound to above your head and you swallow hard as the vibration begins to increase.

“Rock your hips”

I say.

“Rock them like the little cum obsessed slut you are”

I must be on my knees right beside you because my voice is nearly in your head.

You were given a command and you must respond.

“Yes, Sir”

You manage to get out as you start to rock your hips and make the pleasure even more intense.
The vibration isn’t hard. It actually feels very nice. You begin to forget that this is supposed to be a punishment and begin to let yourself enjoy the feeling running through your body like electricity.
Rocking back and forth the heat begins to build inside you. All that matters is the vibration at the center of your being. You can feel the cascade building up inside of you as a moan escapes your lips.

Silence.

The machine stopped.

Your seat and arms are raised just off the sybian as, “no, no, no, no.” escapes your lips and your hips grind on nothing but air. The ache inside of you burns for stimulation. Craves it so badly you want to scream!All the while I say nothing as your breathing calms once again and the warm feeling inside of you begins to dissipate you feel yourself lowered once more as the ridge parts your lips the vibration increases in intensity past the pleasant feeling of before and now you cannot even rock your hips you are so sensitive the pressure builds inside you faster than before and your mouth hangs open as you can only concentrate on the feeling between your legs, a gasp escapes your mouth and you instantly feel yourself lifted once again. You can hear the vibration beneath you and can almost feel the air move in response to it.

You desperately try to stimulate yourself by squeezing your kegal muscles and flexing your glutes, to no avail.

You can feel the perspiration forming on your chest and back. Your cheeks are flushed and your breathing ragged.

Your shoulders start to ache as well from letting them support your weight as you focused too much on your pleasure. Flexing your arms and relieving the strain on them you begin to clear the fog from your mind.

“You cum when I tell you to cum” I whisper in your ear.

You nod slowly trying to figure out a way to get back into my good graces and be allowed sweet release of orgasm.

You hear my belt come unfastened and know what you are expected to do next. You are even more excited and aroused now that you are going to be feeling me inside your mouth.

You thrust your head you with your tongue down in anticipation. The intense feeling in your pussy begins to subside replaced by a growing eagerness for penetration. You don’t care how unflattering your position must look as you eagerly await the first touch of my cock. My had slides into your hair as grips the back of your head. You cannot help but smile as you feel my shaft sliding along the side of your face and my balls rest on your tongue.

Sucking one of them into your mouth slowly you wish that you had use of your hands right now so you could grip my ass and pull me closer.

Now that you know where everything is you suck the other ball into your mouth while you start to hum softly.

You know I enjoy the soft vibrations and are rewarded by the breath I let out above you.

I relax my grip on the back of your head to let you go to work. I am still running my hand through your hair and caressing your cheek when you take your tongue and lick from the bottom of my sack and run the flat of your tongue all the way up my shaft and to the top of my head which you manage to bring down so you can slide me into your mouth. Sucking slowly on my head at first and you hear my sharp intake of breath.

Your pussy tingles at that sound as you love to hear my enjoyment.

You play your tongue on the tip of my cock while still inside your mouth, wishing once again for hands to grip my shaft and stroke me as you get me soaking wet.

Bobbing you head you take me into your mouth until you feel me hit the back of your throat. You love how I fill your mouth and you think about how I would feel filling your pussy. You are getting extremely wet and can feel your lips sliding as you tighten your core to get a good motion on my dick.

I pull you by the hair and even though you wish you could keep tasting my cock as I start to leak precum. Once I leave your mouth you feel me pressing the tip against your lips and you start to lick up all my precum letting it dangle from your tongue before sucking it back into your mouth.

You can hear my grunting from your tongue playing with the sensitive tip of my cock. And hear me chuckle softly and say,

“Don’t play with your food”

It an a rare glimpse at the man beyond the Dom that makes you smile brightly and reply with a fake dejected sounding, “Yes sir”

My hand leaves your cheek and you feel me forcing my cock back inside your mouth as I take more control, grabbing you by the back of your hair with both hands you feel me begin to thrust.

I am going to fuck your face. I am going to abuse your pretty little mouth and make you my own personal suck doll. You love when I make you feel dirty and your pussy starts to get even warmer as I thrust into your mouth harder and harder. Your jaw starts to ache and you are having trouble breathing with my cock hitting the back of your throat. One of my hands makes its way and grips you softly by the throat. The warm sensation spreads throughout your entire body and you begin to sweat. You can feel the cold bead running down your back and the warm saliva dripping of my balls falling onto your breasts. Your eyes are watering and you wish you could look up and see my face as you hear my moans of pleasure from using your mouth.

My thrusts slow and I am still moaning with pleasure.

Pulling out of your mouth you lick my shaft again and are a little disappointed I didn’t cum in your mouth.

Starting to question your skills you hear me whisper, “Good girl” as I stroke your cheek.

You are still smiling and blushing when you feel your arms and rope seat begin to lift you back into the air.

I reattach your ankles to your restraints and your legs are once again spread eagle at the perfect fucking height.

As you begin to wonder if I am going to fuck you now you feel the head of my cock touch your lips and slide between them mixing my precum and your saliva with your soaked lips. Your body tense as you forget your legs are restrained and try to wrap them around me to force me inside you.

“Do you think you deserve this cock?” I ask

….”Yes, Sir..”

“After you had to be disciplined before I could finish licking your little pussy?”

“Yes, Sir…”

You feel the pressure of the tip against your tight pussy and you strain yourself not to buck your hips again. Every muscle in your body strains against the burning hot desire to have me thrust inside of you.
Pressure releases.

You don’t feel my cock anymore.

“As I was saying…” You hear, right before I kneel down and suck your cilt into my mouth.

A loud moan escapes your lips as you feel me work my way down your lips, sucking softly on your lips while my tongue massages them inside. Slowly, softly, up and down each side and sucking your clit each time I pass it you start to build heat inside you again until I can feel you start to shake.

Nothing.

Again.

You start to get angry as you wonder if I will ever let you cum when you feel me grab you by the hips and press the tip of myself against you again.

“Are you ready?” I ask?

“Yes, Sir, yes, Sir, yes” you manage to babble as you feel me break that pressure barrier and slide myself inside of you in a quick but gentle thrust.

A mix between a yell and a moan releases from you and continues as I pull and push your body on the swing onto me.
The impact of our bodies sends tremors of pleasure through you as you feel my grip tighten around your hips until it hurts. But the hurt is so good and you welcome it. I have angled myself just below you so I am pressing against your g-spot with every thrust.

Faster and harder you start to lose control of yourself and you can feel the eruption building inside of you like before and silently begging to be told those three words. My hand comes around again and lays against your throat. Slowly building pressure.

In and out the sound of wet flesh slamming into each other. Over the sounds of that, both our grunts ,moans, and blood roaring in your ears, you hear it.

“Cum for me”

Your entire body begins to shake as your involuntary sounds fill my ears you can feel my shaft inside you and how your body threatens to push it out of you.

My hands shift and grab you by the shoulders and you know I am never leaving you.

Convulsions rack your body and the heat washes over you in wave after wave.

As your pussy is gripping me tight you can feel the pulse of me filling you up with my cum and it sends new waves over your body.

I stand there, still inside of you and you wish you could stay like this forever. My still softly pulsing cock inside of you.

I slowly start to pull out of you, much to your dismay.

You legs are released.

You can feel our cum leaking from your pussy and running down your leg. You wish you could keep it inside you. Your seat is released and you try to stand on quivering legs. You are steadying yourself with your arms when you feel my hand under your chin.

I raise it up and kiss you deeply as I stand with my body close to yours and my other arm wrapping around you.

Reaching up I release your wrist restraints and you collapse into my arms.

Gently I scoop you up as you lay your head against my chest as I slip off your blindfold and walk to the edge of the bed. The sheets are already pulled aside. When did that happen? The curtains are drawn too…

I place you on the bed gently and you can barely see my face in the low light as I climb into bed with you.

I kiss you softly and pull your head to my chest. You feel my heart beat pounding and just lay there in the quiet dark listening to it slowly fade and right before you fall asleep from exhaustion you feel me kiss you on the head and whisper,
“Good Girl”

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