****** Honey's Indiscretion by Nic Romanschak ******
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Honey's Indiscretion


Honey had proven to be an obedient slave in one on one situations. We had spent
four flawless weeks together, me instructing her in the ways of our chosen
lifestyle and her diligently learning. Because she was such a quick study I
decided to dress her up, taker her out, and test her newfound abilities to
obey. When I called Honey to my room she appeared, within seconds, dressed in
the required attire of a man's white cotton dress shirt and her collar, her
head was bowed, eyes down, and her hands clasped behind her back.

"Look at me Honey," I spoke softly as I approached her. "Tonight I am taking
you into the city, where I wish to test your ability to comply with my rules.
You understand that I demand complete loyalty from you both in our home and out
in public?"

She looked up at me with her bright blue/gray eyes and answered, "Yes Master."

I dressed her, that evening, in a black spaghetti strap dress, which accented
her curvaceous figure, black leather pumps, a black velvet choker, and nothing
else. The dress was short; barley covering her heart shaped ass, so she
couldn't bend over without exposing herself. I pinned her hair up off her face
and bound it on top of her head with fine cords of black velvet. I watched as
she tastefully applied her makeup and then completed her attire by spraying my
favorite perfume on her neck, cleavage, wrists, and thighs. Honey was the
ultimate trophy in my collection of fine possessions and I was taking her out
to be displayed.

We arrived at the club a little before 11pm; Honey stepping through the door
first as I held it open for her, and immediately upon our arrival her
flirtatious nature took over. She smiled at the bouncer and thanked him when he
told her how good she looked. She continued to smile at him as he looked her up
and down and she even made sure to give him a quick backwards glance as we
walked to our table.

After we were seated I took her hand in mine and asked her to look at me.
"Honey," I spoke sternly, "when I say you are to be loyal to me that also means
you are not to disrespect me. I have spoken to you about your flirting and have
expressed to you that I will not tolerate such behavior. When you flirt with
another man it shows a lack of respect and loyalty to your Master. I will
forgive this offense because it is the first time you've had to encounter other
men since our relationship was consummated. I do not expect it will happen
again. Am I understood?"

"Honey looked up at me with tears in her eyes and spoke in a whisper, "Yes
Master."

I told Honey not to cry, that I wasn't angry with her, and that I wanted her to
enjoy herself this evening. I gave her a reassuring smile as the waitress
approached our table and squeezed her hand to let her know all was well. The
evening progressed and we sat at our table talking, laughing, drinking, and
having an overall good time. I wanted to believe Honey had learned from her
initial mistake when we arrived at the club so I decided to test her.

"Honey, my drink is warm. Would you go up to the bar and have the bartender
throw in a few ice cubes?"

Without hesitation she reached for my glass, slipped from her chair, and smiled
at me as she answered, "Certainly Master."

I watched her as she walked up to the bar and placed the drink on the bar top.
She leaned against the polished wood and smiled at the man behind the bar as
she spoke to him about my drink. Another man, sitting to her left, must have
commented on the way she looked because she turned to him, while waiting for my
drink, and began to speak with him. He smiled back and moved closer towards
her. It was as if my words meant nothing to her because she smiled back at the
man and began to flirt with him. Before he could get any closer to her the
bartender arrived back with my drink and she quickly excused herself so that
she could return to our table.

The look on my face froze Honey in her tracks and I could see her smile
disappear into a worried scowl. She slowly returned to our table, slipped back
into her chair, and placed the drink in front of me. Before I could even speak
she blurted out; "I'm sorry Master. Please forgive me."

I didn't say a word to her, instead I pulled her chair closer to mine then
turned her so that she was facing the man at the bar, who still happened to be
looking at her. My hand slipped down her back and I curled my fist around the
material of her dress. Slowly I tugged on the silk until I had the hem up over
her ass and thighs. Honey became confused, squirmed in her seat, and turned
around to plead with me to stop. When her eyes met mine that's when I spoke to
her.

"Turn back around I don't want you looking at me. I want you looking at the man
you just disrespected me with. He wants you slave. He wants to fuck you.
Perhaps you should let him see what it is he is missing since you find him
worthy enough to flirt with."

With that I circled her hip with my hand, slipped it onto to her upper thigh,
and forced her legs apart. This caused the dress to ride all the way up over
her thighs and exposed her bare pussy. I leaned into her and whispered in her
ear, "Lean back in the chair so that he can get a better look at you."

Honey hesitated before complying but she finally leaned back, which forced her
to pussy to come into full view. I pulled myself back from her and continued to
sip my drink as I watched her rosy cheeks turn bright red from embarrassment.
Honey had to be taught that this wasn't a game and that I was serious when it
came to her showing me the proper respect. She needed to be punished so I
decided to, first humiliate her in front of the man she was so flirtatious
with, then take her home to complete her discipline.

I watched the man at the bar become fixated on Honey, particularly her well-
groomed pussy. He ogled her to the point of drooling and even pointed out Honey
to the man next to him. Soon there were several men looking at her, eyeing her
exposed cunt, panting and slobbering over her, and whispering amongst
themselves. She had become the topic of hushed whispered conversations and the
object of desire for every man who stared at her pussy.

I waited until there were at least a dozen men staring at her before I leaned
back into her and spoke. "Dance with me slave," I whispered in her ear as I
stood up from my chair and offered her my hand. Honey was more than willing to
dance with me because it meant that her dress would fall back down over her and
cover her shame.

She slid her hand in mine and I led her out onto the dance floor. I made sure
we were on the side nearest the bar and closest to the crowd of men that had
gathered to view her pussy. Honey stayed close to me with her head bowed and
her eyes lowered to the floor. She was humiliated by being made to expose
herself in public and didn't want to make eye contact with anyone. As we began
to dance I wrapped my right arm around the small of her back and held her hand
with my left. I made sure to keep her back to the crowd of leering men as we
dance to the slow rhythm of the song. Just as she began to relax in my embrace
I began to pull her dress up with my arm. I brought my arm up to the middle of
her back, which forced her dress to ride up over her bare ass. And, to make
matters worse for her, I slipped my leg between hers, my knee up into her
crotch, and made her practically hump my leg.

"No Master please," Honey began to cry in a yielding whisper as once again she
found herself exposed to the crowd. Because of the way my leg was positioned
between hers her pelvis was pushed back some and this made her ass stick
straight out. Not only could the crowd get a good look at her perfectly shaped
ass but they could also see her entire pussy.

The tears streamed down her face while I smiled back at her. "The only purpose
flirting serves is to attract someone to you. I have made the whole process
easier for you by showing these men just what you have to offer. Is that not
what you wanted slave?"

"No Master. I only want to please and serve you. I made a mistake and I am
sorry. Please Master, please I only want you to see me." Honey's tears began to
stream down her face from the shame and humiliating as she begged me to forgive
her.

I kept her on the dance floor for the entire song and when it was done I made
her walk behind me as we left the club. I did not allow her to fix her dress so
it didn't fall back down into place. Poor Honey left the club with a bruised
ego and half her ass still exposed.

I did not speak a word to her until we arrived back home and in my bedroom.
"Take the dress off slave you do not deserve to wear such a pretty item. Such
luxuries are reserved for ladies and not common bar sluts."

The full sting of my words hit her as if she was slapped in the face and the
tears began to fall once again. As she stripped the dress off I moved to my bed
and sat down at the foot. I removed my shirt and tie and unzipped my pants.
After throwing the shirt and tie on the bed I looked up at her and motioned for
her to come to me. As always, Honey did not hesitate and she quickly walked
across the room until she was standing before me.

"I want you across my lap slave, face down, with your arms clasped behind your
back, your cunt pressed into my knee and your face turned into my crotch."

She complied immediately, getting down over my lap, and positioning herself
until her feet dangled behind her and her body was balanced. Once she was in
this position I spread her legs wide so that her asshole and pussy could be
seen. My hands roamed over smooth flesh and I felt her shiver as I touched her
ass and moist cunt. Even in her predicament she was wet and almost begging for
me to fuck her.

"Tonight you blatantly disrespected me even after I was kind enough to forgive
your first indiscretion. Learn this lesson well slave because I shall not teach
it again. I will not tolerate disrespect, so the next time it happens I shall
put you out and you will be my slave no more."

She began to cry silently upon my lap as my hand crossed over her right cheek,
lifted off of it, then slapped back down over it. The room was silent except
for the loud smacking sound of my hand hitting her ass. Over and over, I
brought my hand down, working each cheek with equal force. I made sure to cover
every inch of her milky white ass before changing hands and slapping the same
spots again. I worked my hand up and down, harder with each blow, over her
reddened ass. I whacked her ass so hard that even my own hands were stinging.

Honey continued to cry throughout the beating but she did not call out for me
to stop. She was taking her punishment and trying to show me what a good slave
she could be. Knowing this I decided to see just how far I could push her
before she gave into the pain and begged me to stop. With a quick sharp slap I
brought my hand down right in the center of her pussy. This broke her silence
and she screamed in agony. I had not heard Honey scream since our first
encounter and I had forgotten how beautiful it sounded. I wanted to hear more
so I continued to brutalize her cunt with my open hand.

"Oweeeeeeeeeeeee, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," honey screamed as my hand
delivered a blow, one right after the other, to her tender pussy. I pushed her
face into my crotch and made her scream into it.

Even though she was in obviously pain her body began to react to my hand
slapping into her pussy and she became sloppy wet with cunt juice. I pushed her
to her limit when I brought my hand down, curled my fingers around her bruised
clit, and pinched it cruelly.

Honey screamed at the top of her lungs, "Master no more I AM SORRY.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, pleeeeeeease forgive meeeeeeeeeeeeee."

I slapped her battered cunt a few more times and held her face against my
clothed covered cock before deciding that the punishment had fit the
indiscretion. My dick was trying to poke through the fabric and I knew I had to
fuck her soon or explode inside my trousers. She was still crying when I picked
her up off my lap, slipped my dick out of my pants, and plunged her wet cunt
down over me.

That was an eye opener for Honey, one minute she was over my lap being beaten
the next my thick cock was buried up inside her thrashed cunt. She quickly
grabbed hold of my shoulders so that she could balance herself on my lap and
spread her legs open wider along side my thighs so that it was easier to
accommodate my dick. Her face was flushed and covered with sweat and tears, her
hair matted to it, and her eyes red and swollen.

I wrapped my fingers around her waist and began to lift her on and off my cock.
Honey continued to cry because her beaten pussy was sore and not prepared to be
fucked by my pole. Her sole purpose at that very moment was to make me cum and
she knew it so she did not beg me to stop nor did she plead with me to forgive
her.

"Squeeze that nasty cunt of yours around my cock you slut and make me cum. You
are here to serve me and only me and the sooner you understand that the better
off you will be."

I could feel the muscles of her pussy pump my cock as it slid up inside her.
Honey was doing her best to milk me of my cum. I drove her down with a violent
tug and pushed my dick up into her belly. I made sure she felt every inch of
me, every pulsating vein, and every thrust as I fucked her without caution.

"You are nothing more than a whore who's only purpose is to service ME. If you
ever forget that again you will be without a Master."

I shuddered aggressively against her body as a wave of cum exploded from my
dick and filled her spasming pussy. I pumped my squirting dick into her and
fucked my cum deep inside her cunt. When I had finished dumping my load into
her I shoved her off my lap and dropped her to the floor.

Looking down at her I spoke harshly, "Clean my dick slut and when you are
finished you are dismissed. You shall sleep alone tonight so that you have time
to think about what you have done."

Her tongue snaked out from between her lips and she cleaned the cum and pussy
juice off my cock, taking great care to not miss a drop. When she was done she
rose to her feet, turned towards the door, and began to leave the room. Just as
she reached the doorway I spoke, "You are forgiven. Good night."

With that Honey slipped out into the hallway and disappeared.

I love you Honey.

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