48 hours of submission – Part 4 [BDSM] [Mf] [both 24] [brat]

Finally finished part 4! If you haven’t read them already, here’s the other parts for context:

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lfmg2y/48_hours_of_submission_part_1_the_first_morning/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lgyfg9/48_hours_of_submission_part_2_getting_ready_ds_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/linxyw/48_hours_of_submission_park_three_a_walk_in_the/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

By the time we got home, the adrenaline rush has mostly worn off, but I was still very excitable, and I couldn’t get the imagine of myself in that mirror out of my head. Or the fact that we were so close to getting caught, or knowing that Master was so turned on by me that he *just* had to have me there and then. I practically skipped home, and I thoroughly enjoyed the sensations that the toys were giving me.

 
As soon as we got home, Master went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He then guided me to the bedroom and commanded I undress, and being in that post very public and very risky orgasm bliss, I obliged instantly.
 

48 hours of submission – part 3: a walk in the park. [MF] [BDSM] [public sex]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lfmg2y/48_hours_of_submission_part_1_the_first_morning/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lgyfg9/48_hours_of_submission_part_2_getting_ready_ds_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

As I walked with my Master around the park, I felt hyper aware of everything that was going on around us. Every person who passed us, and with every gust of wind I tried to look as inconspicuous as ever, which probably had the opposite effect as it usually does. What certainly didn’t help is that with every movement I made I could feel the anal hook repositioning itself deep inside me, and the nipple clamps tugging on my sensitive breasts. Every step I took, I thought I was walking funny, I couldn’t shrug my shoulders without pushing the hook in deeper, I couldn’t twist or turn without rubbing the heavy hoodie material on the tight clamps on my nipples. All of those sensations made me so wet, more than before if that was even possible. My panties were still soaked with Master’s cum and soon enough I could feel the wetness slowly dripping down my thighs underneath my skirt. It felt cool and chilly every time there was a slight breeze, giving me goosebumps all over my body.

And Master would **just not stop** reminding me of all of this with his sweet, soft voice in my ear.

48 hours of submission – part 2 [MF] [BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/lfmg2y/48_hours_of_submission_part_1_the_first_morning/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

When I woke up it was still morning. 10am according to my phone, my usual weekend wake up time, and today… Well today I had already been face-fucked and cuffed and paddled. My sore bum did well to remind me of that fact. I twisted on the bed to look at my behind, and a saw how lovely and blush it looked, and I smiled. Master will like it.

 
I managed to change positions so that I lay on my front with a pillow under my trunk, and went on my phone. The blanket was off me, and my bruised and battered ass was proudly exposed and facing the bedroom door.
 

*Does Master miss his little princess? She’s awake now and she definitely misses Master*
 

I sent him a text, and then followed that with a couple of heart emojis. It wasn’t long until he came into the bedroom. When I turned around to look at him, I saw him licking his lips through a smile.

48 hours of submission – Part 1: The first morning [MF] [BDSM]

*This is my first time ever writing any sort of erotica, so please be kind! I’d written a few stories about my sex life before, but that was just retelling an experience, whereas I want this to read more like an erotic novel I guess. It’s going to be a little series, and it is based on true events, with some colourful creative writing, and some changes to dialogue – because who can actually remember exactly what they said while they’re getting fucked hard, or being punished for being naughty? Anyway, hope you enjoy this first part, there will be more to come soon.*
 

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Friday night, we were laying in bed, cuddling naked, the usual. We had just made love, it was sweet and tender, as it always is before *those* weekends. He showered me with kisses and “I love yous”, while he was gently sliding in and out of me, making me feel so loved. I know that I needed that, because when we wake up tomorrow, he will quite literally own me, and for the next 48 hours I’ll be his little slut, his fucktoy to use as he wishes.