My Master had always trained me to be the best for him, and I took joy in giving him my submission. Master teaching me exactly how to please him… instructing me to take my wants and put his first… allowing me to serve him, it gave me nothing but pleasure.But recently I had been disobedient… defiant even.
It started with small things. Rolling my eyes when he was not looking, sending teasing videos and pictures when I knew he could only watch, having to be reminded of my rules, finishing my tasks hours after they should have been completed, and worst of all… not calling him Master.
But that is not what got me here, it was what I did yesterday. I had just come back from grocery shopping and as soon as I walked in the door I shouted for Master. Little did I know that Master’s best friend had been over and they were playing video games. Apparently he already had his suspicions about us and My little slip up had been the final bit of information that Master’s friend needed, and it had revealed our dynamic… and we were not alone in our tastes.
When they came downstairs after their discussion I could see the look in Masters eyes… a look that i’ve only seen when he feels undeniably… absolutely… dominant. I did not wait until he said anything, I ran. I don’t know where I thought I was going, and I don’t know why I thought it would work, I knew it would only excite him more. I would hear his footsteps right behind me and knew that there was no chance of escape. He caught me, pulling me back by my hair, squeezing my cheeks together so that I could not talk back, and whispered in my ear “We’ve talked about this. Run if you want. I will catch you. It’s only a matter of time”.
My Master told me to refer to him as Sir, and obey him as if he was Master. Giving them equal use of me until Master says otherwise. I was told to wait in position in the corner of the room, kneeling with my palms facing upwards.
I heard the door open and the muffled sounds of two deep voices outside the door. The room was dim with lights streaming from under the door. I could just barely see the outline of their shoes from under the door, only increasing my anticipation. When I heard the sound of the handle I nearly looked up, wanting to meet Masters eyes and feel the comfort that he gives me.
Master and Sir entered the room, circling me, stalking me, watching me as if I was their prey that was going to dart at any moment. I did not want to show any bit of emotion as they would feed off of it, but I could not help the shiver that ran up my back as I felt a rough and cold finger trace across my bare back. The silence in the room allowed me to hear every movement that they made, even the sharp intake of breath that I could not hold in as I tried to recover from such a small touch.
I went back to looking only at their shoes unable to bear the feeling of their intense gaze… until Sir spoke. “So this is the little brat that thinks she can test you, huh?” He had a hint of humor in his voice, as if he had been looking forward to this for hours.
Master’s calm demeanor was slipping and his normally soothing voice was dripping with displeasure when he responded “Her lips has been loose. She has been spouting off… talking back…I would have just put her over my knee and beaten the attitude out of her but that is not enough, she needs to be shown exactly who is in control”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a84s7k/the_brat_tamer_mmf_part_1
Nice!
Really hot! Excited for pt 2