“Now, are you going to behave this time?” He asked. His mouth had a hint of a smile, but still maintained the anger in his voice. Despite the bruises on her ass from the last session, and the tremor of her legs, she defiantly pointed up her nose, scoffing at him. “As if”. All hint of a smile dropped from his face, and he moved quickly, using a flat palm to slap open her legs. He laughed sharply, vindicated by the wetness already growing. Her breath catches as his hand gets closer, only to be denied as he focuses his attention on her breasts. With a smack, he delivers the first blow. “You are to refer to me as Master only, understood?” She whimpers, no reply. A low growl comes out. “I see we’re going to start at the basics. Sit up” She complies, oddly, sitting up on the bed. He pulls a length of soft rope out, it’s silk not changing the roughness with which he lashes her wrists together. She hisses with pain. “Hey, that’s hurting me!” The protest falling on deaf ears. “If you listened from the start, you would still have your hands. However, you’ve lost the privilege of them today. Clearly you don’t know the basics of how this works, so we’re starting over. I command. You comply.” His hand fell across her breast with a crack, louder this time. She moans. “Are you going to listen, then?”
The moan changes to a begrudging groan. “Yes.” Crack “I’m sorry?” Hissing in air through her teeth, you could see how difficult this was for her. “Yes sir.” He pushes a finger barely inside her, still causing a low moan to come out of her. “When you listen, you get rewarded, slut” He smiles. “I had some fun things planned for you, but clearly you’ve got some penance to do.” Flat on her back, she can’t see him as he moves around the dark room. The sound of a belt sliding out and pants dropping are clue enough, but he yanks her up by her neck, causing her to kneel on the bed. “Now. I want you to suck me off. I want you to swallow every drop.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief, making him anger again. He grabs her by her neck, pulling her face close to his. “In this room, I am your master. You do as I say. Un. Der. Stood.” There was no question in his voice, only statement. She tilted her neck down, taking him fully on the first swipe. She gasps as he hits the back of her throat, but he keeps pushing down. As she bobs up and down, he rubs her ass. She moans, humming on his cock. The rubs turn to spanks as she hums and teases. “No teasing, whore.” Swiping her tongue up and down his length, any defiance has vanished as she focuses her energy on only the task before her. A low moan comes out of his mouth, changing to a gasp and then one final push. He cuts down her throat, holding her neck tight. She swallows carefully, rising up to look him in the eye. Sticking out her tongue, a perfect drop of cum falls on the sheets between their legs. His eyes turn dark and he reaches quickly around for her arms, yanking her off the bed and bending her over. She wags her ass in the air, clearly aware of what she’s doing. He grabs his discarded belt off the floor, bringing it down quickly with a loud crack. “Count.” He practically growls it, exasperated. “One” She moans, pushing her ass against his legs. “Two” her ass is already displaying stripes. 10 lashes later, her moans have turned to whispers. She is beginning to break. Crack, “Please sir….” She whimpers. Crack “Please what?” Crack “How many more?” More a cry than a question, he smiles. He drops the belt on the floor and grabs her by her wrists, turning her abruptly around. “So now you’re going to obey?” She whimpers, collapsing towards him. He pushes her back onto the bed, crawling closer. “Listen to me, whore. Are you going to obey now?” Her eyes are closed now. “Yes sir” she whispers. “Good.” Reaching to the side of the bed, he pulls out a vibrating dildo. Her eyes widen as she hears it buzz, and she moans a scared whimper as he pushes it inside her. Her hips begin to buck against his, her clit begging for attention. He swipes a thumb over it, licking up her neck at the same time. The combination arching her back, she moans loudly. “Do you want to cum now, slut?” A cry is his answer as she pushes up against his arm. He kisses up her chest as she continues to squirm and whimper. “You’ve caused me a deal of trouble today, you know that?” She means again, louder. “Do you think you deserve to cum?” She nods desperately, eyes wide. “Please sir. Please let me come.” A bite on the side of her neck, he pulls back suddenly, and turns the dildo off. Now working it in and out only with his hands, he sits back and watches. “Tell me why you think you deserve to cum, whore.” She moans, disappointed but still on edge. “Mmm…I sucked your cock so good today.” A slap lands on the inside of her thigh. “So? Any good slut can do that.” He mocks her from afar, pushing in and up o make her legs quiver. She’s hardly holding on now. “What else have you done. What can a stupid whore like you do to deserve to cum.” He moves closer, growling into her ear. “What makes you think you deserve anything.” She is silent now, moaning and rubbing her hips into the dildo. The occasional brush of a finger against her clit is driving her mad, but he carries on. “I own you. I own your pussy, I own your tits. You’re mine for pleasure. I got what I needed from you, what’s to stop me from leaving you like this, all tied up and whimpering?” His pace quickens, egged on by her cries. “Please….” She whispers, exhausted. “What was that, slut?” He smiles at her weakness. “Please, sir. Please let me cum. I know I don’t deserve it but….” He turns the vibrator back on and her hips rocket up. “Oh god please!” She screams and grits her teeth. The dildo is slapping in and out of her now. He leans in, nipping at her jaw. “Cum, then.”