Before Patrick shut the door, I knew I was in trouble. As soon as he stepped in the house I heard his deep voice in a low dom tone, “Bedroom, now!”
As I walked to the bedroom a slight smirk came across my face. I knew I was going to be punished for not obeying his commands at dinner. I was still reeling from the orgasm he gave me under the table while our friends carried on their polite conversations.
I stepped into the bedroom and Patrick quickly followed, slamming the door. He turned me around to face him.
“You were a bad girl at dinner! No panties, drawing attention to yourself, and the worst offense was moving when I specifically commanded you not to. What am I going to do with you, Princess?”
I knew this was a rhetorical question, and I simply shrugged my shoulders and lowered my gaze from him. This caused him to chuckle.
“Acting innocent now isn’t going to save you. Take off your shoes and get on your knees.”
I quickly slipped out of my shoes and lowered myself to kneel before him, my heart pounding with thoughts of what wonderful punishments I was going to receive. He walked around me, inspecting my body, letting out little chuckles from time to time. He stopped in front of me and bent down, lifting my chin so our eyes met.
“Now, you want to be a good girl? Trust me, you’re going to be the best girl Princess, just you wait.”
Patrick stood back up and went to the toy drawer. I heard him rustling around which made me excited, he knew my favorite toys, he knew my favorite punishments, and most of all he knew how to make me suffer without saying a word.
I felt him behind me as he placed a blindfold on my face. The coolness of the silk felt good on my skin and I felt myself growing wet with anticipation.
“Stand up Princess.”
He helped me to my feet and I felt his hard body press up against my back. He pulled my hair gently back to one side and kissed my neck. “You look so nice in this dress, I hope it wasn’t terribly expensive,” he whispered in my ear before he began ripping it off of me. The fabric fell to the floor as he unsnapped my bra and threw it to the side.
“You are so perfect, look at how beautiful your body is, especially when I know it’s all mine.”
His hands started exploring my body, and I heard his chuckles as I whimpered and moaned at his touch. The temptation to face him and kiss him was very intense, but I held my composure as his hands wandered from my breasts to my stomach to the outer lips of my pussy.
Instinctively my hips bucked and I felt a sharp slap on my ass.
“You are such an eager little slut, but you need to learn to stay still. Had you done that in the first place, we wouldn’t be here now, isn’t that right?”
“Yes Sir, I’m sorry Sir.”
I felt him back away from me, and I knew he was going for his favorite flogger. My pussy pulsated at the thought of him using it on me, how many strikes would I be getting? How hard would he be hitting me?
“Hands on the bed, ass in the air!” he commanded
He slowly led me to the bed and made sure my hands were firmly and comfortably placed where he wanted them. His warm hand caressed my back finding their way down the curves of my ass.
Once his hand left my body, I knew it was time. I could smell the leather of the flogger before he swung it. The slight stings of his warm up lashes were enough to get my endorphins racing.
“Don’t move Princess, and I mean it this time.”
Before I knew it the warm up was over, and we had moved on to the real show. Slap after slap, lash after lash, I felt the sting of the cold leather and tried my best to stay still. I could feel my skin becoming warm from each strike. Patrick was enjoying it as much as I was, but he never lost focus on what he was doing.
Unexpectedly he stopped and began rubbing my cheeks, I felt his hand slowly move around to the outer lips of my pussy, then he plunged one finger in to gauge my wetness.
“You’re soaking wet Princess.”
He added another finger hitting my g-spot, then his thumb on my clit. My legs were shaking, and I felt as if I was going to collapse.
“I said don’t move, and here you are shaking,” he said, playfully taunting me. “It’s time to continue with your punishments, can you handle that?”
Through my moans, and gasping for breath I managed to get out, “Yes Sir” before he spun me around and guided me to my knees.
“This next part is going to be so much fun for both of us. Now remember to relax your throat.” Read more »