0 comments/ 41026 views/ 2 favorites Her Punishment By: LilKitten She is cowering behind a chair in a big room. She is afraid of many things, but mostly of his anger. At the same time, she is grateful to have his anger; his anger is better than his dismissing her entirely. She made a huge mistake in questioning him and will now pay dearly for that mistake. She was ignorantly jealous of his time and let her big mouth open and speak without firstly thinking back to what she knows of his truth. He has never lied to her. He has never been anything other than himself to her. He is the most real man she has ever met. She knows she deserves anything he feels he needs to punish her with. She only has one prayer; that he does not leave her. She feels tears slowly falling down her cheeks, she wipes them away so he will not punish her for those too. She hears the door open and trembles in fear of his wrath, but excites at the nearness of him. She is confused as to how she can feel both at the same time; wanting him closer and yet wanting to run far away. She closes her eyes briefly and tells herself to accept him..... whatever his punishment,, she wants him. He has not spoken yet and she realizes that he is waiting for her. She quickly gets on her knees and crawls to him keeping her eyes on the carpet. She only stops when she reaches his shoes. She waits. He asks her why she is dressed. She quickly strips leaving her shirt and jeans in a ball in the floor. She continues by unhooking her bra and letting it fall. She slips off her panties and hands them to him. He throws them on the floor in disgust. He tells her there is no need to waste time explaining to her what she did wrong,, they both are very aware of her error. He has her get into position on the floor, sitting with her knees bent tight into her body and apart. He ties her with ropes he has brought. His knots are tight, but she struggles not to complain. When he feels comfortable that her bonds are secure, he stands back and looks at her. He allows her to beg for forgiveness, barely noticing the words she uses. Finally, he tells her to stop talking. He tells her he does not want to hear her speak until he gives her permission. She nods and realizes she's been crying as tears roll down her cheeks. He pushes her on her back and begins smacking her ass with his palm. He increases the force with each swing until he hears her groans turn to screams of pain. He continues until her ass is bright red and hot to the touch. He rolls her back so that she will have to sit on her sore ass. She continues to whimper. He notices that her nipples have started to harden. He reaches down and pinches them tight seeing her wince in pain. He pulls them as hard as he can and is rewarded with another scream. He lowers his face and uses his teeth to bite into them. He stops short of breaking the skin. He continues to nibble as he takes a hand and lowers it between her legs pinching her plump skin on her inner thighs. She fights back another scream of pain as she feels his teeth torturing her tender nipples and his fingers pinching her. He rubs her slit and sees that the bitch is wet. She hears him chuckle while still at her breast. He raises his hand and smacks her pussy several times before plunging a finger inside of her. He pokes deep and wiggles around to feel her well known insides. He teases her sensitive spots and watches her reaction. He can see her turmoil at being hurt and excited at the same time. He lets go of her nipple and looks into her wet eyes. He asks her how full her bladder is. She tells him she has not gone all day. He withdraws his hand and unzips his pants. Standing, he pulls out his semi hard cock and smacks her in the face with it. He screams at her to open her mouth. When she does, he thrusts deep in her throat. He has to hold the back of her head to keep her steady because of her tight bonds. He pushes to the back of her throat several times before he pushes past the barrier and into her throat. When he feels his cock is in as deep as he can get it, he looks down into her face. He sees her eyes large and her mouth stretched tight over his cock. His balls are up against her chin. He knows she is having trouble breathing so he makes it quick. He tells her he is going to piss down her throat and when she feels the first splash,, she is to release her piss between her legs. He asks her if she's ready and she nods knowing she will be able to breath if he is quick. He chuckles and relaxes as he feels the pressure starting to build and release in his cock. As she feels his warm piss spitting into her throat, he demands that she do as he asked. He groans at her to do it. She concentrates as she swallows his urine and feels a similar pressure within her. She feels her flow start and in her bound position,, the stream flows out of her much like a water fountain making a tiny arch. He sees her piss leaving a damp spot on the floor and is very excited to see the little yellow arch and feels his cock expand as it empties of urine and hardens in excitement. He begins to thrust in and out of her mouth in a different effort now. He wants to fill her mouth with something other than piss also. He can still see her urine pouring out of her hole and flowing all over the floor, making puddles in the carpet. It pushes him over the edge and he pumps his cum deep in her mouth making sure she tastes it before its shoved down her throat by his still pumping cock. He withdrawals, pulls up his pants and leaves her tied in her own mess. He is not threw punishing this bitch yet.. She will never make the mistake of questioning him again... Her Punishment "Tell me what happened," I said, my cock beginning to stir. I was sitting down in my chair. You crawled slowly across the carpet from where you were sitting, and dragged your body up onto my lap. I could smell the liquor oozing out of your body, as you slurred into my ear. "I showed him my pussy." You paused, and then whispered, "And his cock got hard." "How could you tell?" "Because it was huge. He tried hiding it, but I could see it, even from across the bar. It must have been ten inches long." My cock began to grow under your lap. "How did it make you feel? Him seeing your pussy, and getting hard? "Wet. it made me wet. At first, I was a little nervous. But when I saw how big he was, I couldn't stop getting turned on. I opened my legs wide, too, so he could see just how wet my cunt was. I even touched it for him with my finger. I think half the bar saw me." You giggled. I smiled. "What he hot?" "Oh my god." "Did you talk to him?" "No. But I wanted to go over there, get down on my knees, and suck him right there in the bar. Badly. It looked gorgeous." I looked down, and pulled your skirt up. Your pussy was leaving a wet spot on my jeans. My cock was hurting it was so hard. You giggled again. "You wanted to suck his cock?" You looked me in the eyes. "Yes. I wanted to take the whole thing in my mouth. I wanted to gag myself on it. He was gorgeous. It was gorgeous." My cock jumped. "You know, yours isn't so bad, either" "But it's not his." "No, it's not. I've never felt anything like that." My eyes flashed. I push you back a little. "Felt anything? What? I thought you said you didn't go over." "Shit." You laughed. "I didn't. He came over to me." "And?" "And I pulled my skirt up so he could stare at my pussy better." "Did he?" "Yes, he couldn't take his eyes off it. He wanted to put his fingers in me." "Did he?" "No, but instead I moved onto his stool, and rubbed myself on the outside of his pants. Then I gently grabbed his cock, and told him goodnight. It was all I could do to not take him up on his offer." "And now you're here, and I'm pissed." You cocked your head to the side. "I thought that's what you wanted. You told me to go out and show a random guy my pussy, and I got a little carried away. I was so horny, it's not my fault." I thought about that for a moment. "Yes, it is." My eyes narrowed, and I pushed you off of my lap and stood up. As you fell backward onto the floor, your skirt got pushed up above your waist. "Hey!" "I can't believe what you did. You're a slut, and now I'm going to treat you like one." I unzipped my pants, and my cock sprang free. "Suck my cock. Suck it like you wanted to suck his." You got on your knees in front of me, and I thought I saw a little hurt in your eyes. Maybe not. You started licking the tip of my cock. "No, not like that. You're going to do what I tell you to do, and I told you to suck my cock like you wanted to suck his cock. You said you wanted to gag yourself on his cock, so you'd better start swallowing it." I pushed hard on the back of your head, and you made a little noise in surprise as you took the whole length of my cock in your mouth to my balls. With your nose buried in my pubic hair, I could feel your tongue thrashing around underneath my cock, trying to find a way to breathe easier, but I wouldn't let your head come back any farther. I could feel your throat start to gag on the head of my cock, and I let up the pressure on your head. As you took a deep breath, I pushed your head back down with even more force, causing you to start gagging hard. I noticed your eyes were rolled back in your head, as if you were enjoying yourself. "You're doing what I want you to do tonight, as punishment. If you want to rub other men's cocks like a little whore, I'm going to treat you like that. Do you understand?" You nodded. "Good, now take my cock in deeper." I could feel your gag reflex begin to subside, and your throat started working on fucking the huge intruder it had in it. As you worked your way back and forth on my cock, you relaxed more and began taking deeper strokes, letting my cock almost all the way out of your mouth before deep throating me again. I started pushing my hips against your face, fucking your mouth, and you moaned. I looked down at you, and your eyes were closed in concentration. Your skirt was still hiked up over your waist, and I could see your pussy dripping as you squatted on the floor, enjoying getting your face fucked. I said, "Touch your pussy." and you immediately did, fingers rubbing your clit slowly. "No, I want you to fuck yourself like I'm fucking your face. Push your fingers in." You moaned and nodded with my cock in your mouth, and pushed your fingers in your pussy. As you began to fuck yourself, I could see your fingers were coated with your own juices. Suddenly, I looked down at you, and pushed you off my cock, sending you falling backwards on the floor, fingers still in your pussy. I walked over to you, and ripped your shirt and skirt off. Your bra didn't have any straps on it, and I pulled it down around your feet. Your fingers never left your pussy as you fucked yourself furiously, moaning the whole time. "You want to know what it's like to have a big cock in you? A big cock like his?" I said. You looked at me and nodded. "Then stand up, and bend over. Put your fucking hands on the goddamned floor." You did, and I walked up behind you. I pulled my jeans down, and looked at your soaking wet hole. Then I reached back and gave you a hard spank. "Fuck you," you shouted, "that fucking hurt." But I noticed your pussy get wetter. "Don't lie to me, or I'll do it again." I spanked you again. You moaned. My cock was rigid, and bigger than I had ever seen it before. It glistened in the soft light, still coated with your spit. I lined it up with your pussy, and shoved it in. I could feel your knees buckle as I entered you, and my cock was the only thing that held you up. You felt incredible. Your pussy was on fire, and the position made it feel twice as tight. Or maybe my cock was twice as hard. "How does that feel, bitch? Is that cock big enough for you? Or are you still dreaming about rubbing your pussy all over his?" "Yes...Jesus..." you panted. I didn't know if you were answering my question, or still thinking about his cock. I didn't care. I began to fuck you. Hard, and fast, pulling my dick all the way out of you before ramming it back in all the way. I bottomed out inside your pussy, and you started bending your knees a little as I pumped you, pushing into me as I thrust into you. I spread my legs a little wider, and felt my balls getting wet as they slapped against your clit. I looked down at your pussy, and noticed your ass for the first time. Because of the angle, whenever my cock pulled out of you, it was almost as though I was pulling straight up, and as I did, the swollen head of my cock would push against your asshole from the inside. Every time I pulled out, your little rosebud would open for a split second, and then reform as I pushed back into you. I noticed your asshole was slick and wet, and every time I pulled out, I noticed a little of your anal juices were coming out, too. My cock got harder at the sight as a thrill ran through my body. "Don't fucking tell me you don't like this." I said. "You're so wet, even your ass is leaking." You didn't argue with me. I don't even know if you had heard me. I spanked you again, then put my thumb in my mouth, getting it wet, before lowering it to your ass and pushing it in. It slipped in easily. I could feel my cock ravaging your pussy, seperated from my thumb by the thin membrane. I started working my thumb in large circles, and felt your asshole pull it in. I decided I wanted to make you feel just how big my cock was, and you let out a slight gasp as I pulled my cock and thumb out, and then bent over and started licking your asshole. I could hear you panting. "Pull your cheeks apart for me, I want to stick my tongue in your ass," I said. Still bent over, you took your hands off the floor, and brought them to your ass. You pulled them apart violently, and I felt your rosebud give way as I shoved my tongue. I could taste your ass, and it tasted great. My cock jumped yet again, and you started moaning as I licked as deep into your ass as I could. After cleaning you out, I stood up straight and turned you around, kissing you deeply, mixing the flavors of your ass, my cock from your mouth, and liquor. I inhaled deeply, and enjoyed it. "Get back down on your knees and get my cock wet again." I ordered. You nodded, and bent over and starting sucking my cock again. Apparently you had enjoyed the previous experience, as you started deep throating me again, coating my cock in your spit, as well as the more slippery liquid from deep in your throat. I pulled my dick out, and led you over to my desk. "Bend over with your elbows or hand on the desk." I said, but instead as you bent over, you pulled your ass cheeks apart for me. I looked at your slick, open asshole, lined my cock up, and started to push in. Much to my surprise, as soon as my cock touched your tight sphincter muscles inside, they relaxed and opened up, letting my cock slide right in on the first push. "Fuck," you grunted, as my cock pushed all the way in, bottoming out deep inside your bowels. As you put your hands down on the desk to brace yourself, I said, "I'm going to fuck you now, and you'd better take it." I didn't wait for you to nod, and started pushing my cock in and out of your slick wet asshole. I could feel you bearing down and squeezing my cock as I pumped in and out of your ass, and your started thrashing on me, violently pushing your body towards my cock. "I knew you were a little slut," I said. "Only little sluts have assholes that can take a fucking like this." As you moaned, I pistoned in and out of your opened asshole, fucking you even harder than I had fucked your pussy. I could feel you writhing under me, forcing yourself to take me deeper. I could feel my balls get soaked and they slammed against your pussy, and you stuck a hand on your clit and started rubbing it. I put my hands on your ass cheeks, and pulled them apart so I could thrust deeper inside you. All of a sudden, I pulled my cock out of your ass with a, "Pop!", and looked down to see your ass completely opened up, as wide as my cock. You gasped and rubbed your pussy even harder, and I bent over and started licking inside you, savoring the strong secretions I tasted. I jerked off my cock while I tasted your ass, feeling my heart race as I saw the sexy sight of your ass opened up as wide as a tube. I put a little bit of spit in you for lube, and watched it slide deeply inside your reddened asshole, before replacing my cock and starting to fuck you hard again. You reached the hand that was on your pussy farther back, and started caressing my balls as they slapped against you. Before long, I could feel my body become overtaken by emotion and raw lust, and that familiar feeling began rising in my balls. "I'm going to come in your asshole, you little slut. Tell me how badly you want to feel my cock shooting deep inside you, slut." "God, fuck your ass, you son of a bitch," you spat back at me. "Fuck your loose little ass, and come deep inside me. I want to feel you coating my bowels with your come." That was all the coaxing I needed, and as I pushed into you, I could feel my balls emptying, as I shot load after load of come deep into your distended, reddened asshole. I slapped your ass as I came, and panted, "How does that feel? Do you like feeling that come pool deep in your body?" You moaned in agreement, and milked my cock with your loosened ass muscles. "Fuck you, John." you panted. "His cock was still twice the size of yours." I pulled my still large cock out of your asshole, and saw my cock coated with come and your anal secretions. I turned you around, and said, "No, fuck you Cameron. Suck my cock, again." You immediately bent over and took my cock into your mouth, licking all around it as you tasted your ass and my come on it. Without telling you, your hand went back to your pussy and started rubbing it. You let out a satisfied moan. "When you've finished licking the come off of my cock, I want you to lay down here on the bed. I've got another surprise for you," I said. You looked up at me quizzically, but didn't stop the slow, methodical sucking of my cock, wanting to make sure you got it as clean as you could. When you finished, you let it out of your mouth with a satisfied, "Pop!", and kissed the head. I put my arms around you, and gently laid you down on the bed, putting you on your hands and knees. "Can I have a towel to clean up first?" you asked. "No. This is part of the surprise." I said. I got in position behind your ass, and you looked back at me. "What exactly do you want me to do?" you said. "Trust me," I replied. I could see a little bit of come smeared on your asshole that had come out when I pulled my cock out. I bent over and gently licked your asshole, cleaning up the come and feeling your ass give in to my tongue every time I pressed against it. You gasped in pleasure. I lifted my head up, and said, "I want you to push some of my come out." "What? No way." you said. "I told you to trust me," I said. "Now I want you to push very gently. I want to see my come fall out of your ass." "But what if something else..." "It won't." I promised. "Please try." You looked back at me, and I gave you a little smile and kiss on your butt cheek for encouragement. You looked back down at the bed, closed your eyes, and I could see your asshole move a little as you pushed gently. Nothing came out, and I said, "Try it again, a little harder this time." I watched your asshole, mesmerized, as it began to push out every time you flexed, but nothing came out. "Harder, baby. I want to see it." I heard you suck in your breath, and watched your asshole push out again. This time, a thick spurt of come came out, and rolled down your asshole, across your pussy lips, and onto the bed. "Can you feel that, baby? Can you feel my come dripping from your ass down your pussy lips? Doesn't that feel good?" I asked, softly. You nodded, and pushed again, harder. I could see a small river of come seeping out of your ass, and you moaned, feeling my come wash down your sopping wet pussy lips. I reached over and put my fingers on your pussy lips, getting some of the come on them. I crawled towards the front of the bed, and began to kiss you deeply. I could taste the mixture of my cock, your asshole, and as I put my fingers in our mouths, my come, too. We sat there, kissing deeply for a long time, savoring the strong flavors of our sex. Finally, I stopped, and looked at you. "Was that what you'd always wanted?" I asked. "I hope I didn't hurt you." You put my fingers on my lips to silence me. "Sshh, that was perfect. So perfect. I love you so much, baby." I looked into your eyes, and said, "And I love you, too..." Her Punishment Jennifer awakened, and rolled over. Beside her lay Robert, still sleeping as if dead. She smiled gently at the man she loved and slipped out of bed. Wrapping herself in a robe of scarlet silk, she left the bedroom that she shared with Robert and walked down the corridor towards the room where Laura would be resting. Laura had been Robert's attendant and bedmate for a long time before Jennifer had become his queen, but the bewitching brunette had never once shown anything but loyalty towards her as Robert's queen. Jennifer was very much attracted to Laura, and could never enter a room in which she was without kissing her and wanting more. Robert did not allow them to have sexual relations without his permission, and more often than not this required him watching and joining in. The resulting sexual tension between the two women made their lives interesting, to say the least. When Jennifer quietly opened the door of Laura's chamber, the girl still slept. Like Robert, she appeared almost dead, but Jennifer could wake her. Pressing her lips to the sleeping woman's forehead, then onto her lips, the colour flooded into Laura's face and she stirred. As her eyes opened, she snaked her arms around Jennifer's waist, pulling the queen onto the bed. Only Laura, Jennifer thought. Only Laura could make her feel like this. Robert, her master and her equal all in one could made her fall deeply in love with him every time he looked in her eyes, every time he touched her and every time he didn't. But this woman, the woman she now lay over, made her feel a sense of power which she never felt with Robert. Deciding that she didn't care what Robert said or did right now, she pinned Laura's wrists with her own hands and kissed her full on the lips, the passion immediately wakened between them as they explored each other. Laura's hands and wrists were tense; she was trying to escape. Jennifer smiled at this, the knowledge that she had far superior strength due to her supreme status made it impossible for Laura to get away using simple force. Kicking the covers away with her feet, Jennifer now lay above a beautiful woman. For a moment she stopped and gazed at Laura, her head spinning with lust as she drank in the sight. The vampire's naked body was porcelain white against the deep purple of the sheet, and her eyes stared big and blue into Jennifer's own, willing her to make a move. For a second, Jennifer hesitated. She could not stop staring at Laura but in the next instant she remembered her status and pounced. Lying flat onto Laura's body, she whispered delicately but erotically into the girl's ear. "My darling girl, see how I take you without his permission. I'm going to be punished for this, and still I take you. Enjoy it while it lasts, ma petite, for it will be good." As she said the last, Jennifer slid her body down Laura's. The girl moaned as Jennifer took her perfectly formed nipple gently between full red lips, tasting it with her tongue and pulling on it gently. First one, then the other, then switching again and again until Laura's eyes were half closed with longing. Jennifer ran her hands up Laura's sides, feeling her curves and wishing all the more that this pleasure would not come with later pain. As her hands reached Laura's shoulders, Jennifer started to run her tongue down Laura's body, licking and kissing ever part of her stomach and thighs. The girl let out a moan, and her legs naturally parted in anticipation of what she hoped came next. Jennifer did not make her wait long, as she slowly yet forcefully ran her tongue the full length of Laura's lips. A stifled scream excaped Laura's throat and Jennifer pulled back, quickly sliding up the vampire's body and closing her hand over her mouth. Laura's eyes widened, and Jennifer whispered in her ear again with venom in her words. "Be quiet!" If the master hears you, he will ensure that you receive no pleasure. Is that what you want? IS IT?" The girl shook her head, and Jennifer's eyes softened as she realised she had frightened her young concubine. Slipping a hand between the girl's legs, she started to massage the area, subtly catching her clit and enjoying the muffled gasps which escaped her throat. Returning her mouth to Laura's clit, Jennifer became even more forceful and soon the girl reached the edge, shuddering as the waves of pleasure engulfed her as she tried to remain quiet. Jennifer kissed her, letting the girl moan into the mouth of her mistress. As Laura recovered, the two women lay still, Jennifer lying flat on top of her young vampire and they breathed together, in and out in perfect unison. As their lips touched for the first time since Laura's orgasm, they heard heavy footsteps advancing rapidly down the corridor. As their eyes met in fear, the door opened and slammed into the wall. Robert stood, taking in the scene before him. Striding to the bed, he pulled Jennifer to her feet and she stood, attempting to be regal but clearly shaking in terror. "How dare you...I have told you time and again Jennifer, you KNOW you are not allowed secret liasons with this girl, this vampire, your inferior!" Laura was in tears by this point, and a muscular attendant to Robert carried her out of the door. Jennifer knew that Laura was to be punished by this attendant, and she already planned to go to her and end the punishment if it was still continuing after her own ended. As Jennifer watched Laura go, Robert continued in a softer but much more frightening voice. "My queen. You are MY QUEEN. I know you have power over her and I know she is loyal to you. Perhaps more so than she is to me. You've pushed me Jennifer, I shall punish you for this misdemeanor myself." He took her wrists and pulled her to him, biting into her neck as she struggled to get away. She was scared of Robert for the first time since she had become his queen and she didn't want to be punished, but he was so much stronger than her and she felt herself slip out of consciousness. When she awoke, she was tied down, naked, not for the first time since she had met the man who was now her king, but she had never been punished for something so severe as this. She was in the room in which she had first been received, lying on the cold table with her limbs chained down. She felt shivers run down her spine and she realised that Robert was whispering words into her ear. It made her even more nervous when she realised that she didn't understand the language he was speaking; what was going on here? "Jennifer." At last, one word she knew. He spoke her own name in a voice devoid of any of the love which she hoped he felt for her. As her heart sank at hearing this, a whip cracked heavily across her body. She gasped, the tension in her body made this hurt all the more and she struggled not to cry. Again and again the whip caught her stomach, her thighs, her breasts and she knew she was scared. She felt lesions appear in her skin, and as the blood ran down her body the whipping stopped. Her breathing was heavy and intermittant, and she could feel Robert's anger like hot steam in her head. This connection between them made love easy, very easy. They could sense each other's hopes, their dreams, their wishes. But Jennifer knew, that this connection meant that she could not hide anything from him, and he could hide nothing from her. She knew he had sensed her pleasure when she had been with Laura and that was what had brought him flying to the girl's chamber. In the same way that she could feel this rage in his head, she was certain he could feel her fear. Jennifer's eyes were closed, she no longer felt able to keep them open. The pain, though the blood has stopped flowing, still stabbed at her entire body and she knew she was struggling to stay conscious. However, she became aware of pressure on her body, and when she opened her eyes with strength she could barely muster, Robert's face an inch from hers, anger still evident in the eyes which she had first noticed so long ago and called captivating. She was far too scared to be captivated now, the anger there was such that she had never seen before. How could he be this angry, she thought. But she knew. She had directly defied him and he hated it. Most likely he hated her. In a second she gasped. Robert, with strength superior to her own, had entered her. Her master, in this instance that was all he was, had made one single thrust and now he was still. She had no clue of how he had become aroused when he was so angry, but she could feel the evidence of this arousal as he filled her up. Despite her fear, she felt herself becoming aroused also. She closed her eyes, willing it to go away, she did not want this with so much pain still in her body. However, disappear it did not and as Robert began to move she felt pleasure already beginning to build. He moved strongly, forcefully, almost harder than Jennifer could bear in her bruised and bleeding state. But bear it she did, and very soon she felt him shudder and come. As he did, the throb of his cock almost, almost sent her over the edge. But Robert had knowledge of her body exactly equal to the knowledge she had of it, and he had stopped just before the pleasure broke. Withdrawing from her body in one quick motion, he stood, and blindfolded her deftly with a black blindfold which let in no light. Jennifer was once again frightened, and as the whip came down again she didn't know if she could quite bear the torture which she was experiencing. Robert stopped flagellating her just as the lesions opened again on her battered body. Jennifer was fairly sure that she was bruised and certain that she was bloody, and did not want to ever see the horrific sight which she knew her body would be. As she lay, shaking noticeably, she felt gentle touches on her body. Robert's lips pressed against each wound in turn, and gently lapped at the blood which seeped from each lesion in Jennifer's skin. The sensation of his tongue on her felt so soft and gentle after the thrashing with the whip that she slipped out of consciousness altogether, as for the first time in what seemed like hours she was not in pain. * When she awoke she was in her own bed, entirely alone. The darkness of the room engulfed her, the candles had long since been extinguished and Jennifer supposed that she had missed a day in the time she had been unconscious. Laura, her faithful attendant, stood to one side of the room, and upon seeing her queen awaken, rushed to her side. She had cuts and bruises on her face, and Jennifer knew that the pain underneath the young woman's clothing would be almost as bad as her own. Laura pulled back the covers, and gasped in horror as she looked down upon Jennifer's body. Whilst the cuts no longer bled and had healed far quicker than the same wounds would have done had she been human, the criss-cross of whip marks was still plain to see. As Laura stared, still with horror written all over her face, the door opened and Robert walked in. She withdrew into the shadows and closed the door behind her as she left. "Jennifer." She looked at him, and his clear eyes conveyed what his heart felt. He loved her. Thank God he still loved her. His uttering of her name had the emotion restored to it, and he strode over to the bed. Lying down beside her, he traced each mark on her body with his fingers, taking care to keep his nails away from her skin. Then suddenly, he was on her and kissing her with such passion that Jennifer did not have time to wince with the pain of being touched when she was overcome with the exquisite feeling of Robert's lips on hers. His hands were either side of her head, meshed in her hair, and he lost almost every speck of self control that a master vampire such as himself was required to have. She hadn't even known he could lose control in this way. He leant up on his arms, one on either side of her body, and ever so gently eased into her. This time, her body was ready for him, had become so when his lips first touched hers so insistently. This time he moved slowly, so slowly, and held the contact of her eyes with his. Those beautiful eyes, so many colours, looked into Jennifer's plain brown eyes, and she felt like the most important woman on earth, to be this vampire's queen and rule with him. She couldn't bear the speed he was moving and raked her nails down his back, dragging long red lines across his pale skin. He started moving faster, and as he did Jennifer felt the pressure beginning to mount. His speed was supreme, superhuman, and as she began to come, so too did he, their perfect union evident as they shook together before collapsing into each others' arms. Kissing her, he once again whispered into her ear. "I am sorry, my queen, for the pain I caused you. I hope it will have taught you obediance, for I have not the heart to harm you again. I love you my queen." Jennifer smiled into his hair before replying. "My master, I will never disobey you again, and I love you more than I can say." Robert stroked the back of her head, and Jennifer fell asleep against his chest. Robert stayed awake for a long time afterwards, holding his queen close to him until he too fell asleep. Her Punishment She was on the bed, her arms spread to the sides, a pair of strong, steel cuffs holding wrists tight to the head of the bed. She wore only a white, long sleeved mans shirt, which had been pulled open, showing her lumpy, fat stomach to the man in front of her. He stood there, all six foot three of him, his seven inch erection stood out in front of him, and the expression on his face was one of mixed anger and dominance. He was an imposing figure to the girl on the bed, and she kept her eyes on his face, unwilling to look away for even a moment. "You defied me," he stated, his eyes on her face. She didn't answer, only eyed him, her expression alone showing that yes, she did. She was defiant. "You know I don't like it when you ignore me!" he glowered over her. "You know, you have to be punished!" She merely raised an eyebrow at him. More often than not, she considered his punishments to be weak, nothing of course that she couldn't handle. "Are you being a smart ass?" he asked. The edge of her mouth moved up in a smile, and she flippantly stated, "Of course I'm being a smart ass. You're being an asshole, so I'm being a smart ass." He growled at her and began to move across the bed. She wasn't bothered, not yet anyway. Grabbing one of her legs, he lifted it up and gave her a resounding slap across her jello-like ass. "What did you call me?" "I said you're being an asshole!" she spoke defiantly as well. He did NOT like that, not one bit. Growling to himself, he snatched a pair of cushions from either side of her, stuffing them underneath her lower spine. She still only stared at him, her eyes wide and open, not seeming to care. He moved up to her now, and she felt his hardness against the outer lips of her cunt. She smiled at him, but he wasn't looking. He was leaning over to the side table, grabbing something from the drawer. When she saw what he was grabbing, her eyes opened at least a little wider. Lubricant... The last time he had used lubricant, it sure as hell wasn't to fuck her cunt! With a little trepidation now, she bit her lip. He was looking down at his dick now, as he slathered some lube over the length of it, focussing especially on the tip. He squeezed a dollop onto his hand, rubbing it around her asshole, pushing some in with one large finger. She pulled a face and tried not to grimace. She knew the lubricant was NOT for her benefit, it was for his... This time at least, she really WAS in trouble! He held the base of his rock hard member in his hand and lowered the head to line up with her arse. She let out a shaky breath, but he still didn't look at her, he was concentrating now. She could feel the pressure, at first, only mild, but as he pressed harder into her, the pressure worsened, becoming pain. She clenched her fists and tried not to cry out or shout at him, anything she said or did would only make it worse now. He kept pushing, his face tight with the strain. For a moment, she was ready to cry, until he stopped, moving away a little. Reaching down his hand, he slid one thick finger inside her ass, ignoring her as she jumped visibly. He slid it in and out a couple of times, before forcing a second finger into what was essentially, her virgin ass. Though he had tried before to fuck her there, it hadn't happened, he couldn't get it inside of her. But this time, be damned if he wasn't going to fuck her ass. She'd called him an asshole, and fucking HER asshole, was the best punishment he could think of. She whimpered audibly as he forced yet a third finger into her ass and slid them all into and out of her. He wasn't trying to soften her up, he knew he had to stretch the ass at least a bit though, otherwise he'd never fucking get it in! He wiggled his fingers inside her ass, pushing every which way, attempting to pull the sides wider, to stretch the super tight skin of her ass. She was breathing awkwardly now, shaky breaths that revealed just how much pain she was in. But he also knew, she wouldn't say a fucking word now. She could be such a bitch at times. All she had to do was apologise and tell him that she really wanted him to fuck her cunt and make her pregnant, but he knew she wouldn't. She'd put up with her punishment, because she was a bitch. Pulling his fingers from her ass, he immediately pressed the head of his cock there, and pushed hard against her. He could feel the slippery lube slowly, very slowly, allowing movement. He glanced at her face now, there were tears in her eyes and her mouth was wide open from the pain as she gasped in air. Why the fuck didn't she say anything, for Christs sake?? He kept pushing and her shoulders hunched up slightly with the pain. Her entire body was clenched tight and he rolled his eyes, continuing to force his dick into her. It was starting to bother him that it just didn't want to go in, pressing so hard was actually beginning to hurt HIM just a tiny bit. Still, he didn't want to give in, not yet. Squeezing more lube around the head of his dick, he pushed a little harder. Finally, with a grunt from him, and a horribly loud gasp from her, the head of his cock hit home and slid into her super tight ass. He groaned a little. Never in his life had he been in any place so fucking tight. He slid his dick in a little farther, meeting with some resistance, it was so tight! He looked up and his eyes rested on her face. Her face was actually white, and her blue eyes seemed brighter somehow in the white face. Every muscle in her face was clenched, her jaw squeezed shut hard. Putting his hands on her knees to hold her in place, he slowly began to move his dick farther into her, a little, before sliding back out a little. He would work it slowly at first, but he didn't know how long he could hold out, and when he got too excited, well, she'd have to put up with the pain! He closed his eyes, enjoying the tightness of her hole, moving slowly in and out, gaining a little more depth with each push in. It was a little painful to be honest, how tight she was in the ass, but he wasn't going to give up now. He kept moving, and as he did, he grew more excited. "Tell me you like it!" he spat at her, his eyes still closed. "NO!" she half screamed, he could hear in her voice that she was fighting back the urge to cry. "Tell me how much you want me to cum in your ass!" he told her. She didn't answer, and his eyes popped open to look at her face. She was still obviously in some pain and he felt a bit sorry for her. Only a bit though, because she was still being a bitch. "Just say it. The faster you say it, the faster I cum, the faster its over already!" he explained, harshly. She whimpered and opened her mouth to speak, but as she did, he was pushing in and her eyes closed. She leaned her head back a little dizzily. He pulled back out and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at him briefly. She sounded weak when she said, "Please, cum in my ass." Hearing the words, he began to pump harder, faster, and her eyes closed again as she tried to breathe deeply. He thrust in hard, pulling out suddenly, before thrusting in hard again. She was loosening up a little, and he plunged himself deep, inserting the majority of his cock into her. She moaned aloud, whether with pleasure or pain he couldn't tell. He pulled out hard and thrust himself back even harder. Again, she moaned. "You like that do you?" he demanded. "...yes..." she whispered, her head lolling back. He was surprised to hear her say anything, but he pulled out and thrust hard into her again. She moaned once more. By God, hearing that tiny moan was getting him excited. Faster and harder now, he plunged in and out of her and her moans merged together into an animal sounding wail. "Tell me you like it!" he demanded. "Aooohhhhh!" she moaned, "Oh fuck!" "TELL ME YOU LIKE IT!" he screamed at her, barely able to contain himself. "Fuck yes!" she groaned, "fuck yes!" He slapped her ass and thrust into her as hard as he could. She was now practically squealing. "Harder!" she moaned, her voice low and throaty. He widened his eyes. The little bitch was enjoying it! Dammit. This was sposed to be a punishment! Knowing what would be a true punishment, he thought to pull out, but he needed to cum, and soon. He kept his hard thrusting. "Ohwoahwoahwoahwoah" was the sound effect coming from her mouth as he thrust in and out. She was making little grunting sounds as well, and it was making him hornier. "Oh God! Cum in me!" she blurted, throwing her head back. He knew what would make her crazier too... So with one hand, he placed his palm on her pubic bone and toyed gently with her clit with his thumb. She let out the most animal squeal and he pressed her clit harder as he fucked her deep in her ass. His whole cock had made it inside of her ass, and she was loving it! As he toyed with her clit, she made whimpering, whining, animal sounds and pushed her ass back on him. He knew she wouldn't be able to take it much longer. Neither could he at that, he wanted to cum already. He kept up his keen toying until her whole body was shivering and quaking with her impressive orgasm. He could feel her cunt juices spurting gently onto his cock as he plowed her ass. She had cum, now he could too. Pulling out of her ass, he stuffed his cock into her cunt and shoved it deep. It was incredibly wet inside and he thrust as hard as he could. "Oh!" she squealed in surprise, as his cock moved inside her cunt. She hadn't expected that. "Tell me what I'm doing!" he demanded of her. "Oh God!" she cried, "You're cumming!" "Say it properly!" he chided her, still thrusting. He was sweaty, his face glistening with a sheen as was his chest. "You're cumming in my cunt! Oh yes!" she wailed. He kept teasing her still sensitive clit, and she jerked herself on his cock. He liked that, so he kept touching her, make her ass thrust repeatedly. "Why am I cumming in your cunt?" he asked her. "Why do you want me to cum in your cunt?" "Mmmm, to make me pregnant!" she answered, her voice at least partly contained the lust she felt. "Do you want me to make you pregnant?" he asked her. "Oh! Yes!" she answered. "I want you to make me pregnant. Cum in me! Please!" She did of course feel utterly ridiculous saying those words, despite the fact she DID want him to cum inside of her. She loved it when he did. He wanted it, and she wanted it too. As she spoke the words, he grunted and thrusted harder, squeezing her clitty with his fingers. Her whole lower body made a massive jerk onto him as he felt his cock thrusting inside of her now. She squeezed the muscles of her pussy tight, holding in the cock and its load. When he had finished cumming inside of her, he rested back on his haunches and his dick made a wet sound as it slid from her. He did now as he always did, and moved to a better angle so his hands could get at her cunt. He pressed one hand against it, forcing his way inside of her, his hands completely encased inside of her. He pushed deeply, until his hand and wrist were inside of her. She simply watched him now, she knew what he was doing and would not question it. When he thought he was finished, he pulled his hand from her and lay down next to her to breathe. His eyes fell on hers and it was with surprise that he saw she was still horny. "That was awesome..." she told him. Her voice was low and kind of husky in her heat. "You still want more, don't you?" he asked. She nodded and made a sound of affirmation. "I always want more, and you know it!" "Why?" He asked, "Why do you want more?" "Mmmm," she moaned, "Because I love it when you cum inside me... I love your big cock..." "You want more of my big cock?" he asked her. She nodded her head and without his expression changing, he pushed himself to his knees and slid one leg over her exposed chest, stuffing his member in her face. She looked horrorstruck for a second, as she still wasn't entirely used to sucking cock. It had only been a couple of weeks earlier he had taken her, like a child, and taught her to suck him, and it still made her nervous as hell doing it, as she wasn't sure she had it right yet. His hands held the bedhead and he gently teased her mouth with his cock, sliding it up her face and pushing his balls into her lips. With her eyes scrunched closed, she slid out her tongue, licking the ball gently, before sliding over to the other one. Once her tongue was centred under his cock again, he let it slide down, and she chased it back and forth, her tongue gliding over it. When the head reached her lips, she parted them wide and bobbed her head, letting the cock into her mouth. Despite him being flaccid now, she suckled the head between her lips, brushing her teeth ever so gently over the head and sliding her tongue against the slit where she knew his cum had left him. She could taste her own juices on him, which also excited her. She tried to slide her mouth down the shaft to let him farther into her mouth, but her bindings held her tight. She went back to suckling the head, before letting it drop from her mouth. Once again, he pushed his cock up her face, and she went down to his balls, sucking them, nibbling them gently. As she did so, his cock stiffened a little, and she moved her head back, her tongue lapping towards the head. He let it back into her mouth and she suckled it some more. She was straining at the handcuffs, and with one hand on each, he squeezed the button lock and let her free. Immediately, her hands flew to his cock, massaging his shaft, starting at the base and sliding, up and down the length of it. She always did this, she loved to touch it. One of her hands began gently kneading his balls, and the more she did so, combined with the suckling of his head and the hand that ran up and down his shaft, he was already becoming hard again. As his cock got harder, he pushed it into her mouth until he felt the tip hit her throat. He could feel her gag around him and he smiled. He pulled away, then pushed back in again, causing her to gag once more. She tolerated it only a moment, before pushing him away with her hands. She knew better of course, but clearly was not thinking. As she pushed him away, he very suddenly and forcefully grabbed her hands and removed himself from her mouth. Sliding his leg back over, he moved his way down the bed and grabbed her ass, forcing her body down the bed. Once she was laying in a sitting position, he mounted her face, facing towards her cunt. He slid his cock into her mouth and lay on top of her, supporting himself with one elbow. One of his hands reached down, shoving her legs apart, and he guided his face down past her trimmed pubic hair. Lapping gently at her clit, he fucked her face, sliding himself in and out of her mouth, feeling her gag repeatedly on his cock. He let this continue on for awhile, fucking her throat and her mouth until he thought she would be sick. Pushing himself off her, he removed his cock from her mouth. She was laying there, her eyes looking at him, a wounded expression on her face. "I've told you about pushing me away, haven't I?" he asked. A look of realisation crossed her face and she nodded morosely. Turning around, he grabbed the cushions and shoved them under her ass again, before slipping into her cunt. He leaned down over her, letting her body take his weight as he sometimes did. His thrusts were low and not very deep, but he wanted to rest a moment, so he barely allowed his dick to move inside of her. Her arms slid around his back, caressing him gently, and one of his hands slid over her naked breast, cupping it gently. She liked these moments, when she could lay with him, caressing his skin, and him touching her, as his cock lay inside her. It was something he had discovered when they had met. She was drunk and stupid, and after he had cum inside of her, she had fallen asleep, her leg wrapped around him and his cock still inside of her. He guessed she just enjoyed having it in there, whether it was doing anything or not. When he finally had the energy to continue properly, he held up her legs and began to thrust hard inside of her, causing her face to squinch with each forceful blow. It only took him a minute or two of hard thrusts however, before she was moaning low and continual. Before he could demand she say it, the words came from her throat, "Oh fuck me hard... cum inside me! Oh God! I need you to cum in me! Make me pregnant!" The words sounded more sincere this time than before, but she was completely out of it now, so full of lust. He kept thrusting hard inside of her, until finally, he exploded into her cunt, his balls actually pulsing with the effort of his second cumming. He kept his cock inside of her for some time, massaging her clit for awhile until she too was a massive pile of quivering flesh on the bed and she was spasming with each touch. When she finally stopped her spasmoding thrusts, he let himself slide out of her cunt and lay down next to her again. She slid towards him and slid one leg over his, pressing his cock to her cunt between them. She leaned up her face and kissed him on the lips, a kiss so devoid of lust, but so full of tenderness, and sweet emotion. She let her head drop back against his chest, and once satisfied with her position, she closed her eyes and gently caressed his side and his back with her hand. He was always startled by how tender and loving she was to him after he had done such harsh things to her, after he had hurt her and punished her. Sometimes it made him feel like a monster, knowing he had done those things, and afterwards, she bore no grudge and just wanted him to hold her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his chest, where after some time, he could hear her breathing deepen and could feel her body relax. She was asleep now. In his arms, she was shivering a little, and he tugged the blanket over the top of her before slowly slipping from her grasp. Her body relaxed on the bed, one side of her face against the sheet. Her legs went into their usual position, sliding apart, one knee up high near her chest, the other straight down off the end of the bed. He pulled the blanket around over her shoulder and in her sleep with one hand, she pushed her hair from her face and tucked her hand under her cheek. She looked so young, so innocent. He watched her for a moment before opening the door to her room. Her two small dogs came bounding in enthusiastically and he petted them idly, watching the sleeping figure in the bed. When the dogs finally jumped onto the bed, she stirred slightly, petting them briefly, she cuddled them, letting each of them give her their own brand of kisses. As she started slipping back into sleep, the dogs settled themselves on either side of her, one against her stomach and the other behind her legs. He waited for them to mellow a little before exiting the room and closing the door behind him. Her Punishment I had just got home from school and it was still early so no one should have been home. I was the only one up when I left so they didn't see that I had worn my mini and a tank. If they had, they never would have let me out of the house. I was just going to run upstairs and change before dad got home, then I wouldn't get in trouble. "What the fuck are you wearing young lady!?" Shit, why was he home? He shouldn't be home for another hour. "Answer me Anna." "Umm..... I thought it would be okay to wear." God, did I really just say that? Did I really just lie through my teeth to daddy? Fuck, I'm going to be in so much trouble. "Since when has it ever been okay to wear something like that? You look like a cheap whore!" He slapped me so hard I hit my head on the cabinet next to me. "I'm sorry daddy, I'll go change. Matter of fact I was getting ready to go change anyway." I made to duck past him and go upstairs, but he stopped me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him. "No, you will not change. If you want to dress like a whore I'll treat you like one." He pulled me to the counter and pushed me up against it. "Daddy what are you doing?" I tried to pull away and he just held me tighter. He put his feet between mine and pushed my legs apart. "Daddy please stop." "I told you, if you're going to dress like a slut I'll treat you like one. You will learn not to disobey me again. Do you want to know why I don't want you wearing this shit?" He grabbed my tank and tore it off of me, exposing my breasts. I made a move to cover them up and he hit me. "Keep your hands at your sides. Otherwise, I will hit you again. I don't want to but you will learn. And I will teach you just like I taught your slut mother." "How dare you talk about my mother like that!" I raised my hand to hit him but he got me first. I started crying and begging him to stop hitting me but he told me to shut up or he would hit me again so I tried my best to stop crying. He let me calm down a bit and then he decided to explain himself, and a good portion of it with touches. "I don't like you wearing these clothes because it gives me thoughts I shouldn't have. For so long I have wanted nothing more than to fuck you. To fuck you like you have never been fucked before. Because you still insist on wearing these clothes, you have given me permission." He started touching and rubbing my breasts, playing with my nipples. He rolled them between his thumb and forefinger, tweaked, and pulled them. God it felt good, but there was no way I was going to let him know that. I closed my eyes trying to escape it. Hoping I could go to my happy place and imagine it was someone else, anyone else, but he grabbed my face and turned my head down to look at him. Then he started licking, flicking his tongue over my already hard nipples. I let an involuntary shudder and moan and he smiled. He took the invitation and slid his hands over my belly to the hem of my skirt, and up it. "Daddy please stop." I whined. "Please this isn't right daddy and you know it." I tried again to move away but he stopped me. Only this time, thankfully he didn't hit me again. He just held me tighter. "I already told you Anna, shut up. This is what happens when you dress like a whore. At least it's me and not some stranger with a million diseases." He ran his hands up and down my thighs and back up my skirt. "Oh my goodness. Why so wet Anna? Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He tweaked my nipple again and I moaned. "Hmm I guess my daughter is a little whore. Let's see what else you like." "Please daddy stop, it's not right, please." He started rubbing my hardened clit and I couldn't help but moan. He leaned and kissed me while he rubbed me, and for some reason I kissed him back. I would like to say it was because I was scared, but it wasn't. I wanted to kiss him back. I was 18, a virgin, and had never masturbated. I had never even let a boy touch me like this, and I loved it. And I could finally start to ignore that it was daddy."Mmmm" was all I could say. "Oh, she likes it... How about this I wonder." He shoved a finger inside my virgin pussy and I instantly came all over his hand. "Ahh she does like it. Get on your knees Anna." I stopped a little confused. "Now you whore. On your knees" I got to my knees and I saw daddy was hard, and pretty big by the look of it. I reached out to touch the bulge in his jeans and daddy slapped my hand away. "No, no, no, a good little whore waits for permission." "Yes daddy. I'm sorry." He took my hand and led it to the bulge and told me to rub it, so I did. God it was nice. I had never touched a cock before, let alone seen one. Daddy told me to unzip his pants and I did and was shocked when his hardon popped out of his jeans and hit me in the face. "Daddy? You aren't wearing any underwear." He smiled at me and placed my hand on his hard throbbing cock and made me stroke it. "That's right baby. I was up when you left, that was why I was here early. I never left. I stayed home all day jacking off to the thought of you. In that outfit, I couldn't stop myself. Did you know you are very sexy? I have imagined that I was fucking your tight pussy every time I have fucked your mom for the last few years. Mm baby you are going to make daddy come if you keep doing that." I loved this; I have never seen my daddy so happy in a long time so I kept going, only a little harder, and a little faster. I was just hoping I was doing it right because I had never done it before. After a few minutes suddenly, I felt daddy's cock tighten in my hand and he came all over my face. God it was so warm and sticky. I even tasted some of it and it tasted really good so I used my fingers to get it off my face and into my mouth. "Baby, don't. I like seeing my little whore of a daughter covered in my come." "Daddy what do you want me to do next? I have never done any of this or even anything like it before so you have to teach it to me." "Suck daddy's hard cock. Just put it in your mouth and suck but little by little until you can get it all in." So I started sucking daddy's cock. I started with just the head, licking and sucking. After a little bit of time I went a little further down licking and sucking. I was also using my hands on the rest of his cock stroking, and rubbing his balls. "Fuck baby, I thought you said you have never done this before." I kept going until I had his whole throbbing cock in my mouth almost to the balls. I decided to push it all the way and his cock hit the back of my throat and suddenly he came. His warm come went all in my mouth and down my throat and I swallowed all of it. "Was that okay daddy? Did I do it right?" "God yes baby, you did great. Stand up. Now." "Yes daddy. You taste really good. It's a little salty but, still really good. I like it. I would love to do that again" I stood up while I was talking, and when I was all the way up, daddy kissed me again. It was deeper than last time. Daddy lifted me up, set me on the counter and got on his knees. He kissed me from my toes, he actually sucked on them a little too, and on up my thighs. He stopped when he got to my pussy, looked up at me and smiled. First he rubbed my clit again and had me shuddering and shaking, and then he put one finger inside me. In and out, in and out, in and out, he fingered me, and then put in two. It hurt so I screamed, but at the same time it felt so good and I came all over his hand again. Suddenly he stopped, and he put his hand in front of my mouth and told me to taste it. I licked it and it tasted so good. Then he started licking me. First my pussy lips, then he spread them open and flicked his tongue over my clit. He started sucking on my clit and I almost lost it. Then he nibbled on it, and I came all over daddy's face. Even though I came he didn't stop. He stuck his long tongue into my hole and went in and out like he did when he was fingering me. While he licked inside my hole, he started rubbing my clit and I came again and again all over his face and the counter. I was moaning and screaming it felt so fucking good. "Fuck daddy! God I love you daddy please don't stop. Fuck fuck fuck! Fuck me daddy! Please fuck me, I want to feel your hard cock in me. Fuck me!" I couldn't help it, I wanted it so bad. "Okay baby, you asked for it." He stood up quickly and leaned up against me. He kissed me and it was rough and passionate and full of lust. It was like I had never felt before. He pulled my skirt off of me and spread my legs wide. He was just about to put it in me and then stopped. "What the fuck is this?! Anna? Mark? What the fuck? I swear to god I will kill you!" Her Punishment You are on your knees, bound at the ankles. Your arms are behind you, bound at the wrists. A bit is placed in your mouth, and fastened to the back of your collar. A blindfold cuts out all light. Also attached to the collar is a restraint that extends down your back, connecting your wrists and ankles. This secures them and keeps your head pulled back. You have been stripped completely, only your slave wear in place. That means just collar, wrist and ankle straps. You are alone in the middle of the playroom on the hard floor. I walk around you, looking at the work I have done to bind you. I am impressed at the simplicity. As I move closer, I remove a small metal clamp from my pocket. Reaching down, I clamp it to your clit. Making it snug, but not to tight. You jump as the cold metal makes contact, and then is clamped into place. A chain extends from the clamp and is laid on the floor in front of you. Next, a pair of clamps, connected by a chain, is removed from my other pocket. One is fixed to each nipple, a connecting chain slightly dangling between them. Then the chain from the clit is attached to the chain in the middle of the pair. This connects your nipples and clit, making it easy to remove them all with one jerk. I see a tear emerge from beneath your blindfold and flow down your cheek. No sound escapes your ruby lips. I again survey my handiwork, as I walk in a slow circle around you. The room glowing from the light of a pair of candles. The candle stands set on either side of you. The glowing light starts to make your skin glisten as you begin to perspire. With the clamps taking their toll, I lean in close and whisper, "We are just beginning little one, hold on tight." As I stand, I have a switch. Like the kind Grandma used to make me get from a bush outside, to teach me her lessons when I was a bad child. I continue the walk-around and stop to one side of you, just behind you. Raising the switch, I begin with the top of your ass, just above your heels. Whipping you up and across your back and arms. The thin red welts appear almost instantly. I move from your shoulders, down each side and across the tops of your thighs. The stripes are about every inch along this path. You squirm and flinch with each series of strokes to your tender flesh. This brings me back to the original starting point, I can now see the tears flowing down your cheeks. To your credit and training, still not a sound has escaped your tightly pressed lips. One more trip around the path that I just followed, this leaves the occasional line of a larger welt. I finish with a thin cane to the bottoms of your feet, returning to that same starting point beside you. I step in front to you, your head pulled toward the ceiling. I lay my hard cock across your lips and up your face. Again I whisper to you, "This will be yours soon, my pet." I feel you struggle against the bit to try and leave a kiss on my member, still resting on your lips. "But first I have work to do." I step away from you and move in behind, pushing you forward. I watch you land on the floor, your head turns at just the last moment, before your nose hits the floor. This pulls your ass into the air and your feet close against it. It also pulls the restraints tight, leaving you supported on the front of your knees. I then take a plug from a near-by table. Pushing it into your ass, I rub my fingertips across your very wet pussy as I finish. "Mmmmm my sweet, is it me or the lashings that have made you so wet and sloppy? Now don't disappoint me by cumming before you are given permission." Unable to speak, your actions, moving back against my hand, tells me. Of course it is me and you understand my wishes. I laugh as I rub my cock against your wet lips. Slowly rotating the head around your clit. Pushing Him up and down the wet throbbing slit of your cunt. This covers me with your hot juices. Then, holding your feet as I push in deep, my balls begin slapping against your feet. Grinding against you as I hold deep. I start pulling, every so slightly, on the chain that holds your swollen nipples and clit. Placing my feet on the floor as I squat behind you, and holding your ass. I start to thrust in and out, slamming hard into you with each push. After every few thrusts, I pull out and slap you squarely on each ass cheek. Each slap leaving a red hand print on your quivering ass cheek. Then a slight tug on the chain attached to your tormentors, the damn clamps. Keeping this routine up for a long time, I can tell that your release is desperately needed. The juices running down your thighs each time I pull out. I believe the slaps are getting you closer than my thrusting cock. I remind you, that you are still waiting for my permission to find your release and climax for me. After 15 minutes of this torture I grab the back of the plug and pull. A pop fills the room, as it is plucked from the tight grip of your little pucker. I quickly replace the rubber plug with my hot, wet, throbbing cock. Pushing steady and as deep as I could on the first thrust. You are so tight that I almost popped my cork right then. But I hold in deep, feeling your muscles gripping and massaging my cock in your ass. As I was waiting for the pressure to subside, I started to spank your ass again. With each slap, you grip tighter, but still hold on. Then I start to thrust harder and faster, getting us both closer and closer to the edge. Just as I can take no more, as the fever starts to boil over, I pull out and yank hard on your chain. Pulling all the clamps off at the same time, and lifting your head up by your hair. My cum splashing across your back as I yell, "NOW CUNT!!" Watching you squirt a stream back and against your legs, splattering all over the front of me. You let out a howl as you cum HARD, squirting like a hose and leaving a very large puddle at your knees. The hot liquid running down your legs and mine, collecting between us. As the bucking and thrashing starts to slow down, I stand. Walking to the door, saying, "I'll be back, don't you DARE move cunt," and then leave. Standing down the short hall, I watch as you lay your head down on the floor and let the feeling just wash over you.......... ... ........ When I finally return, about 10 minutes is all that has passed. I am sure it seemed like a much longer time to you. I stand behind you and just watch. You remain still but seem very satisfied. Then you hear me from behind you, "Well, you are covered with my sticky cum, maybe I should clean it off little one." As I finish talking, you feel a steam of warm, wet liquid hitting, your back and spraying you off. You're not sure what I am using, but you have a good idea. I have no intention of telling you, but you were completely cleaned. I then untie you, starting with your wrists and then your ankles. Removing the restraint the holds back your head. Then the bit is removed from your mouth. Next, I pull the blindfold from your eyes. Covering you with a towel, I dry you off. Finally, picking you up in my arms and carrying you to my bed. I lay you on your side and climb in behind you. Wrapping my arms around you and pulling you close. Whispering in your ear, "Do not tell me no again, understand my pet?" As we lay in the bed, with my arms holding you tight, I can feel you slowly smile. Then you relax as you drop off to sleep. I wonder if you will push me to this again, and hope, if you do, that it's soon. Her Punishment This is my first time ever posting on this site. I'm not the greatest writer but I do hope you enjoy it. ---------------------- My eyes slowly blink open, still heavy from sleep, and it takes me a few moments to realize that something was missing. That familiar feeling around my neck, the soft chain of the necklace that I always wore was gone. The symbol of his ownership was not where it was supposed to be, and I started to panic. He must be really upset with me to take off that necklace, and as I realized what this could potentially mean, tears started to fall. I hadn't meant to fuck those other guys at the party he threw last night, but I had to much to drink and I just couldn't help myself. I had disobeyed in the worst way possible, and now he was going to dismiss me from his care. Hearing footsteps, I quickly got to my knees on the floor with wrists locked behind me, and kept my gaze to the floor the way he likes. There were still tears falling from my eyes, but I did not dare move my hands from behind my back to wipe them away. The door creaked open, and I could feel him staring at me with an angry glare. I did not dare look up, but I could see his feet as they moved closer to me. Moments later I was being pulled up by my hair and tossed onto the bed. I landed with a thud and gasped as I tried to catch my breath. This was not the same loving Sir that normally took care of me, and it scared me. He said nothing as he pulled my head back and placed a blindfold over my eyes, followed shortly by a ball gag being shoved into my mouth. I could not see and I could not scream, but yet, even with being scared, I could feel my pussy getting wet, this fear of the unknown, not knowing what he was going to do with me turned me on so much. He rolled me over onto my back, pushing my knees up to my chest forcefully, and started to tie my elbows to my knees with rope. Still no word was said from him, and it reinforced the fact that I was in a lot of trouble, for hearing his voice would give me pleasure and comfort, and he did not want that for me. Once he had me tied he rolled me again so I was laying on my face, with my ass in the air. I heard him spit and then felt something wet along the crack of my ass. The next thing I felt was one of my larger butt plugs pressing against my ass, trying to force it open. I tried to scream around the gag, having never taken one of my plugs without lube, but he kept forcing and it soon popped in, followed by a muffled screech. With the plug in my ass, and tears streaming down my face, I heard him walk away. It felt like an eternity but after only about five minutes he came back, a quick swish was heard and then a crack and a scream. The cane! I had forgotten about the cane! He's only had to use it a few times on me, and since I hate it so much, I make it a point to behave. Twenty times he lashed my ass, back, and thighs with the cane, and the tears were streaming down my face. He walked away and left me tied up on the bed, sobbing around the gag. I had no idea if he was still in the room, but I tried to apologize so many times around my gag, to promise it would never happen again. Twenty minutes went by when I felt the bed shift as he sat down. I felt one hand touch my ass just barely and I flinched in pain. Drops of a cool liquid were then falling onto the areas where I was lashed, and he started rubbing it in, helping to soothe the pain I had brought on myself. His other hand reached under me and started pulling and twisting at one of my nipples, making me cry out. As quickly as the noise emerged from my throat a clamp was attached. He did the same to the other one, never once stopping what he was doing with the lotion. After he finished applying the lotion and he made sure the clamps were secure, he rolled me onto my back, and slammed his cock into my wet pussy. I felt so full with both my ass filled with the plug and his cock just pistoning away into my pussy. He pulled on the clamps and kept pulling until they each popped off, forcing another scream out of me. Once those were out of the way, he pushed my feet back as far as he could and pounded as hard as he could as if he were trying to push his whole body into me, until eventually he came deep inside. I moaned as I felt each spurt shooting out of him, and feeling frustrated because I was so close to cumming myself. He pulled out of me and proceeded to untie me, rubbing my legs and arms as he did to make sure I still had circulation. After helping me to my kneeling position on the floor, he removed the blindfold and the gag, and I moaned as I felt some of his cum start to drip out of my gaping pussy. Looking up at him, I took one of my fingers, grabbed a dollop of his cum as it started to fall from it's wet home, and licked it clean. He walked behind me and I forced myself to stay looking forward, dreading what he would say next, fearing he would kick me out. But instead, I felt my necklace being put back on, and once it was securely on, I started crying, but this time for happiness. I wasn't going to lose him! "This is your one and only chance my pet. I do hope you learned something during your punishment." His voice whispered next to my ear. "It'll never happen again Sir. Oh thank you Sir!" Her Punishment: His Pleasure She thanks him for "Her Punishment" Sunlight is pouring into the room as her eyes open to the day. She is alone, having never been happy waking that way, she looks around the room for him. No one there, she is indeed alone, climbing out of the large bed she walks through the house, looking, searching the rooms, no one else is there. As she walks past the large sliding door to the backyard, she sees him. Laying on a chase lounge between the pool and the hot tub, soaking up the sun. He is naked except for sunglasses, the remote house is ideal for spending the day in the nude around the yard. She watches and admires his body, remembering how it felt last night. Last night was amazing, she had never been taken like that, punished for a simple no. And what a punishment, she had no idea that being restrained and controlled by a man would turn her on so much. Today, she decided, she would show him that she was sorry for the no. She wanted to dive hard and deep into the life he had talked about, when they met at the club. Today, she would show him how much she wanted this, and please him in the best way she new how. She went back to the bedroom and looked through her bag. She had been on the road since she left her moms house a week before. Her new step-dad had shown what she was in for if she stayed and she was not into him in the least. She left the day after he moved in. Now she wanted to start a new life, the one they had talked about at length last night. Looking through the bag of clothes, she found what she was looking for. He had made it clear he liked the little country girl look. From the bag she pulled out a pair of daisy dukes that exposed her lips, a sleeveless mid-drift top and a pair of crotchless, french cut panties. After getting dressed and putting on just a tiny touch of make-up, she pulled her hair into the pigtails he said were his favorite look and stood to look at herself in the mirror. She looked the part, light brown hair, light blue eyes and dressed to please, she headed out to the deck around the pool. As she approaches the pool she can tell he is asleep so she decides to wake him her favorite way. She skips toward him like the little girl she is for him and as she gets to the foot of his lounger, she lowers her eyes and sinks to her knees. She tilts her head a little sideways and calls him, "Daddy, are you awake, my sweet Master?" She raises her hand to caress his calves and calls again, "Please Daddy, will you look at me?" As he starts to stir, she again looks down and pulls her hand away, She then softly slides up across her Masters legs and lays so her face is right beside his cock. She loves to just look at him, even soft she thinks it beautiful. He has given her so much pleasure with it in the last few days, she has never felt this way before. She has never even paid attention to the other men she has been with, it was all about them. With Daddy, it is still about him, but for her, her pleasure and experiences are important to him. Slowly she raises up over him, softly licking the length of his cock. She sees his eyes open, but he does not move. She continues to lick him from his cock to his sack, sucking his ball into her mouth. Master had told her that when he was younger the docs had found a tumor on one of his testicles and it had to be removed. He really looked no different, but there was only one for her to play with and suck on. His cock starts to stir as well, growing to the full length she loved so dearly. With him, she now understood the term 'cock worship', because that was what she did. She takes his cock in both hands and lowers her mouth to the tip, just licking the head and tasting the small drop of per-cum that has found it's way out. "mmmm Daddy, you taste so good, I love to lick up the juices you make for me." Cupping him in her hands she lowers her head to fill her mouth with his cock. Sucking the head as she forces her head down pushing him into her mouth. She gags as he hits the back of her throat with the head. Sucking as she pulls him out to the head and again forces him in even deeper. "Daddy, please my sweet Daddy, fuck this girls mouth, fill her throat with your cock. I need you to fuck my throat Daddy, PLEASE!!" She again drops her head onto his stiff pole. Forcing him to the back of her throat and again she gags, he likes to hear her gag as she swallows him. Sucking as she pulls back up to the head. Then she licks the head and teases him a just little. Squeezing his sack as she again plunges down on his cock, deeper with each thrust. As she pulls him from her mouth she looks into his eyes, "Master I love to feel you deep in my throat. Your warm, wet cock filling me all the way." She wraps her lips around the side of his cock, sliding up and down as she sucks. Her hands again cupping his sack and squeezing. She lick across the rim of his head and sucks down the other side. She pulls his sack into her mouth with her lips and sucks the hard, hot ball into her mouth, stroking his wet cock with her hands as she plays with his ball in her mouth, he is moaning and slowly thrusting his hips forward. She returns to the head and before she again covers his cock with her lips she looks at him and whispers, "Oh God Daddy, grab my hair and fuck my mouth, treat me like your little slut, FUCK ME DEEP!!" Her lips cover the head and she starts down on his hard cock. He reaches up to grab the tails of her hair and pulls her head down, pushing his cock hard into her mouth. Holding her tight he thrust his hips forward and buries his cock deep in her throat. She starts to gag, then breathes around his cock to catch her breath. As she relaxes she can hold him as deep as he can get with no loss of breath. Her nose is pressed against his crotch, his scent fills her nostrils. She sucks as he is in her throat, she has finally learned to keep him in her throat without gagging. She can feel the wet stream start to flow down the insides of her legs, she is cumming from him being in her throat. He forces himself a little deeper as she squeezes him once more. He can hold back no longer and he begins to cum, his cock swelling and squirting into her throat. She can feel him flooding down her throat and she closes her eyes. Holding until the last jerk of his cock then she slowly lets him out of her mouth. Keeping the cum that fills her mouth from spilling out. A drop runs down from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto his belly. She slides a finger up the corner of her mouth and catches the errant drop and pushes it into her mouth. Then she lowers her head to lick the drop that found his belly. She smiles as she raises her head and meets his eyes, a tear running down her cheek, whether from her happiness at the pleasure she has given him or the filling of her throat, he does not know, but it is a tear of joy in either case. She lowers her head and tells him, "Sir, forgive this girl for not asking permission, but I have cum also, from you being in my throat." He strokes her cheek and replies, "My pet, I am honored that you could not control yourself this time, you have earned my permission to have shown me your excitement." She lowers her eyes, "Thank you Daddy, I love you so." Laying her head again next to his cock, she kisses the head and sighs, she has found her true Master. She knows now she is owned.