1 comments/ 10305 views/ 2 favorites The Bad Idea Ch. 01 By: Meshy_Pet The girl smiled to herself, her fingers playing with her collar as she thought. Her Master was at work and she was left alone with nothing but her Master's dog and a computer. The internet had lost it's appeal and the girl was bored out of her mind. Hopping from room to room, trying to make friends, she gave up once she noticed most could not even respect her enough to spell out their words, a big pet peeve of hers. She huffed, running her hands across her head, peeling off her bandana and running her fingers through her short blue mohawk, tired of the idiotic conversation that seemed to follow her where ever she went. Turning off her computer and stepping away into the living room, she stretched her white tee with a black skull tie imprinted on it raised to show her slightly protruding belly, her jeans resting on her hips snugly. As her back cracked she let out a relieved sigh, her body seeming to crumble down to the floor, resting there a moment, reveling in the moment that her back had finally gave way to the pressure. The girl laid on the floor, eyes closed, her hands finding her bra wire and adjusting the wire this way and that, trying to find a comfortable place for it to rest. After a few minutes of fighting with her bra she sat up, almost ripping the hooks from each other in her frustration, a sigh of relief as the hooks gave way to her incessant pulling and twisting, freeing her breasts from the confines of the uncomfortable wired bra. She practically purred as she pulled her sweaty shirt off and tossed it to the side, doing the same to her bra, welcoming the cooling air of the air condition to soothe her moist skin. Once again, the girl would ruffle her hair, lifting the back of her mohawk from neck, allowing the cool air to dance across it, cooling her body down. Since she was already half naked as it was, she would lay back down, lifting her hips and shimmying down her pants and panties until they were around her ankles. In her tiredness it took her several tries to shake the pants off of her ankles but the end result was her naked body lying on the hard wood floor. The soft sheen of sweat that covered her skin made her body shine. Her hands rested on her belly as her eyes closed. Her lashes flicked as her eyes moved behind her lids, her hands instinctively running from just under her breasts to just before reaching her mound, then back up again, her semi long nails raking her skin slowly, softly as to not leave marks. A few moments of stroking her belly and her hands increased the amount of skin they traced, still going no further down than the top of her mound but tracing higher to circle about her nipples, the buds hardening under her soft touch. Her left hand twisting her nipple left and then right, again and again as her right hand slithered down her belly, dragging against her hip, bypassing her mound to tease at her thigh, drawing small circles in her skin, her nails dragging, leaving small red lines for a moment before disappearing again in seconds. Her legs would part, thighs tight in anticipation of her next touch, her womanhood heated, clit swollen and wet from her juices dripping down to the floor below. Her hips would swivel, begging herself for the touch of her own fingers, wanting nothing more now than sweet release. She thought for a moment that this was a bad idea, to touch herself and reach completion without Master's say so would surely get her punished but the thought was pushed to the far back of her mind as her fingers danced heavenly to her clit, pulling and tweaking in a motion making her back leave the floor, a cry of perpetual pleasure escaping her lips louder than she would have liked. 'What the hell,' she thought with an inward shrug. 'I am home alone. No one will care if I scream.' She inwardly giggled as she let loose, screaming, moaning louder than ever before as she wiggled around, grinding against her own fingers, her eyes widening as two fingers entered her hole. It had been days since she has reached completion and she was not slowing down any time soon. "Ah... ah ah.... hah-ah... AH!!" She cried out between breaths, grinding harder, faster as the edge approached her fast, wanting nothing more than to fall. She bucked wildly against her hands, her left pulling almost painfully at her nipple, the pain turning to pleasure in the long run, the mix making her shiver, shake. So close... The front door opened as the man, Master, stepped in, His bag falling to the floor to announce His arrival. She looked up and the sight of His eyes upon her naked skin, watching her get herself off after having walked in on her seemed to have been the push off the edge she needed, her screams almost ear shattering as she rode out her orgasm, her womanhood tightening, pushing out her fingers, the evidence of her orgasm squirting, hitting the man's shoes. She bucked, shook, as she settled, basking in the glow a moment before looking up at the man, in his eyes. His blue eyes shone with amusement, a look she learned to fear, knowing very well how he got when He was amused. "What a bad little girl... You'll have to be punished..." He chuckled, gripping her hair and pulling her up and into the next room, closing the door behind Him... End Part One The Bad Idea Ch. 02 As the man closed the door behind Him, He looked down at His little kitten, cowering in the corner. Her brown eyes were tearing up as His nails tapped on the wall, deep in thought. He would keep His eyes on the girl, wondering if just standing there would scare her enough into being good or if more... drastic measures should be taken. As it was, their relationship in the scene was new and budding and there was one thing they haven't done that they should have started at the very beginning --Punishment. He had been letting the girl run wild and it's about time He put His foot down! WHAM! The girl jumped as He had slammed His foot down and it made Him smile inwardly. Let the games begin. "You broke the rules..." "Yes, yes I know! I am sorry M 'Lord! Honest! It will NEVER happen again!" She would cry as she crawled to His side, hugging His shins, nuzzling His thighs as she continued to hug His legs, crying. The man would smile as He watched the scene, tempted to pet her hair and ravish her and make sure she would never want or even need to touch herself ever again. He moved His leg, pushing against her to peel her away. As the girl lay on the floor before Him, He would rest His sock clothed foot on her chest, knowing full well the girl had a fear of feet so she would not try to move or get up. "You broke the rules..." He would state again. The girl did not move, her chest bouncing with the occasional sob not only from the fear of His wrath but also from the fear that part of her punishment would involve feet. "You broke the rules... You will be punished... For EVERY infraction." The girl seemed to coward when she realized that His feet were the least of her problems tonight. The girl started to mutter again about how she was sorry for this and for that and how they would NEVER happen again, especially the mistake she made in the woods that one day. The man lifted His foot as the girl shuttered at the thought of the day in the woods came to mind, her body growing cold and suddenly, the urge to take a shower came upon her as if the very thought made her as dirty as the act did. Knowing how she craved to always be around Him as much as possible and how she was more than likely feeling, he put on His best frown and looked her dead in the eye. "Go kneel in the corner. Don't let me catch you slouching, sitting down, or with your nose out of that corner or it will just make your punishment worse." The girl didn't move for a moment but after the helpful nudge of His foot, she scurried into the corner, her posture stiff and proper as her knees bore the weight of her naked body. The man would watch her form for only a moment, long enough to have the image imprinted into His mind before He left the room and walked down the hall to the kitchen. He was feeling famished from working all day like He did and was expecting a sandwich when He got home but had found that His love had other plans. He mumbled to Himself about disobedient submissive's and having to make His own food. His eyes cut to the right, looking at the bedroom door without moving His head and saw the girl looking at Him. His brow would rise as He took a bite of His sandwich; the girl licked her lips as He ate. "I am really glad that My submissive would NEVER go against My words or punishments, knowing full well it would only get WORSE..." He spoke, giving the girl a chance to hide. She caught a hint and went back to her corner. She was grateful that He was nice enough to give her a warning even though she was punished. She fidgeted in the corner, still naked from her play earlier. Her hands rubbed her arms to force back the biting chill in the air. Almost by instinct, her hands moved from their place on her arms towards the middle of her body, to her warm breasts, her nipples erect from the coolness and the mere thought that if M 'Lord caught her, she would be in even more trouble than before. Though the tempting thought of getting off lingered in the forefront off her mind, whispering an alluring song of pleasure, the thought of the hot, cruel leather of M 'Lord's paddle made her squirm in pain, her hands going back to her side as a whimper of imaginary pain slipped her lips. She jumped from the soft touch of small but firm strips of leather of her M 'Lord's flogger, a small gasp of fear leapt from her lips before she could catch herself. The strands fell one by one from her back until nothing but the mere shadow of their weight was left. "What were you doing?" the man's voice sought lowly, almost too low to hear. The tone was neither cruel nor comforting, the evidence of the man keeping His emotions in check, keeping Himself even so as to not allow His emotions to rule over her punishment. The girl shivered knowing that this punishment will have been the worse yet. Tears glazed over her eyes until they overflowed, spilling onto her cheeks in quiet sobs, the girl scared out of her mind. "Tell me..." He said in the same tone. "I... I was waiting... M 'Lord... I swear..." The swoop of what felt like a thousand spikes, the flogger she knew, slapped against her ass, the smack sounding like thunder throughout the room. It seemed to vibrate and echo in the room, accented beautifully with her scared painful cries. "What were you doing when I came home girl!" He growled, more of an exclamation than a question. Her sobs filled the room once more. When she did nothing but cry, another hit rained down onto her porcelain like skin, a few of the strands hitting just right to draw up a drop of blood. "Answer!" "I was masturbating!" She cried, body starting to shake violently from her sobs and fear of the pain already spreading through her back. "I was... I was masturbating M 'Lord..." Came her whisper, her tears stopping as nothing happened from her words, nothing but silence. "I'm so sorry M 'Lord... It will never happen again, I swear... M 'Lord, I'm so sorry..." The man was standing behind the girl, huddled in the corner, scared beyond words. She now knew this has gone far beyond the play status. He was ready to finally take charge. He left the room, placing the flogger on the floor in her line of sight. Coming back a few minutes later, He knelt behind her, dipping a cloth into a small bowl of warm salt water, running the cloth along the marks, petting her back by default, her body calmed it's self and stopped her tears. He picked up the small girl's frame in His arms. Walking to the bedroom, He looked at the girl. The way she was huddled in His arms really made her look like a frightened child even though she was 20. He felt bad for a moment but as her hands curled up on His chest and she cuddled to Him, He knew she was happy, she forgave Him for having to punish her. He laid her on the bed. Leaning up on her elbows, looking up at Him, her brown eyes wide and innocent looking, she blushed softly, smiling at Him. His dick would throb as she did and that's when He realized His night was not yet over... The Bad Idea Ch. 03 The man stood there a moment just watching the girl on the bed shift this way and that, trying to get comfortable and yet still be readily available if need be. She finally gave up and moved to her knees, growing bold in the fact that she reached up and kissed the Man without permission. He did not stop the kiss at all but instead, He threaded His fingers through her hair, pulling her closer so their teeth clashed in the kiss, their tongues wrestling for dominance that the Man easily won. She moaned softly as she submitted to the kiss and, even though He won the fight, the kiss was not less fierce. He pulled away from the girl watching her parted lips quiver in anticipation, wanting more of whatever He would give her. His eyes casually strolled down her body, across the exposed neck, down to the hemp collar with blue beads, to a chest that heavily rose and fell with heavy breaths caused by a heavy kiss. He pushed her back until she was lying across the bed, her feet dangling from the sides. "On your knees." He said in a commanding tone, his hands already working fast with His pants, His fingers seeming to trip over each other in His frantic state, His cock throbbing in its confides eagerly wanting nothing more than to be fully buried in what He knew was her already dripping pussy. He grew frustrated at His pants and pulled until the button popped off, from there making quick work of the nuisance pants. As He looked up, there was her plump, round ass kind of glowing in the limited light, her head pressed firmly into the bed the way He knew she liked, her eyes peering out around her shoulder to watch the man. He approached her body and, wanting to ravish her body, He regretted for the first time being so hard. He could not think. Foreplay was not an option tonight. Cock in hand; He guided it to her moist hole just like He knew it would be. She gasped, pushing herself back against the man, wanting Him to fill her, fuck her until she could not walk the next day. Getting the hint, He threw all caution to the wind and pushed against the folds and inside up to the hilt. Her screams of pained pleasure were all He needed to know she was ready. With one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her hip, He would thrust hard, only thinking about His own pleasure knowing that she would get off to the treatment as well as the hard fucking. He gripped the back of her hair again, pulling hard so she was no longer being fucked into the bed but instead she was being pulled back onto His cock. Finally understanding, she started moving her hips back against Him, their skin smacking as she did. The force would be enough to make any normal person scream in pain but the girl kept going, moaning louder, begging for Him to continue and to fill her, mark her with His scent. Her words spurred Him on, His completion already underway. He fought tooth and nail but her pussy started to tighten. She was close as well. Her moans reached a new octave as He shifted, both hands tight on her hips, pulling her back harder, faster, their movements almost inhuman as their fucking had been filled with pure animal lust and instinct. He growled low in her ear. "Are you going to cum girl?" He growled in her ear before taking it between His teeth knowing the reaction it would produce. As if on cue, her back arched and a furious nod came from the girl, her moans now high pitched whines of unimaginable lust. "Huh? Are you?!" He said louder, His pace slowing but His thrusts gaining power. "Yes YES! I'm going to... going to cum M'Lord!" she practically cried out in pleasure, fighting off her orgasm tooth and nail. "Please M'lord... Please PLEASE! Let me cum!" "Yes my dear. Cum on my cock! Fuck!" He growled. The moment the words left His mouth, her pussy was like a vice, His cock suddenly swimming in a sea of cum. She had almost managed to push His cock out by sheer force but He would not allow it. She found release so it was His turn now. Buried as deep as her pussy allowed, He released His pleasure inside of her with a few grunts. He loved the feeling of His own cum filling her, wrapping around His head, moving down His shaft to drip slowly from where His cock and her pussy met. He stayed still for a moment; His cock still throbbing inside of her but was quickly on its way to sleep. As He softened, He slapped her ass hard, making her jump and move away from Him, His cock sliding from its warm hiding-hole. The moment they separated, His cum flowed out from her, dripping down to her clit to drip off onto the bed. "Look at the mess you made. I swear, you can be so messy some times." He said with a smile, his fore finger running lightly from her clit to her still shaking pussy. He brought the finger to His mouth and licked it clean, the taste of them combined made His taste buds explode; they were the perfect combination of salty and sweet like a bitter sweet chocolate. He put both hands on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart to get a better look. The sight of her cream filled pussy was enticing. He leaned down, a stupid grin on His face as her body smelt as He did, of sex, of male... Of Him. The thought made His cock twitch but He knew it was an empty threat. Tongue out and ready, He teased her with a quick lick which surprisingly made her hole tighten, more of His cream flowing out slowly. In His desperation to catch the cream, His mouth covered her hole, tongue licking, mouth sucking as He drew out the milky substance. He swallowed His cream and continued to lick, digging deep inside her to get to her own creamy center. Her movements back against His face made Him grin, open wider. He knew that all He had to do was lick her clit and she would be gone. Her fists were balled up in the blankets, her eyes shut tight in pleasure. "Please M'Lord... More more... Please let me cum again M'Lord..." Her pleas went on for a few more moments before He gave in, wanting to taste her more than ever. It had been a long time since He had tasted her that He had forgotten how addictive her sweetness was. Mouth moving forward to envelope her clit after whispering, "Cum my doll..." He was pleased with the result. Her body jerked this way and that; her body seemed to explode with pleasure, her cum squirting from her almost as fast and much farther than his own. By the time she settled a minute later the man's torso and face were soaked. Her body gave out and she fell to the side, body shaking from the pleasure. He watched her, debating if He should wash her off or not. Deciding He did not want to wash her away just yet, He settled next to her, thoroughly tired just as He would bet she was as well. She threw her arm over His chest, eyes shut as she still panted, smiling as He scooped her up in His arms. She leaned forwards, kissed Him once before passing out completely into pleasant dreams...