A lesson 2

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all I could do was cry a little louder.
You moved me off the bench and told me to sit doggy style on the low table so that you may have access. So I sat there on my hands and knees with my legs spread wide for you to see all of me. I tried to calm down, after all I have done no wonder your using the thing I hate the most on me. The dreaded cane was making swooshing sounds cutting through the air. I flinched several times as I hear the cane but I made no contact to my ass.
And suddenly it hit me, once twice, again and again until I was in a trance of pleasure and pain, red marks appeared all over my thighs and ass and it was radiating heat now. You gave another lash and I waited for the thrashing to continue but you stopped and started fondling my pussy. I started bucking against your fingers when you hand came down on my sore ass reminding me to stay still. You played with me till my breathing started to change and became heavy, I was so aroused by all that activity when you stopped abruptly. I moaned and made grumbling noises deep inside my throat that told you of my discomfort and need. You laughed and told me I had to wait much much longer for my release ,if you choose to grant it.
‘Yes, Master’
you squeezed my cheeks tight and winced with pain. You pat me and go to a near by drawer and took out three clambers I did not see them until I felt the cold metal close around my swollen clit.
I gasped with the pain
You had me kneeling on the table so you could fasten the other tow to my nipples. I bet on my lower lip so much there was a dim blood taste in my mouth.
No gentle caresses or kisses for me today.
You pulled me from my hair and strapped my wrists to the spreader bar hanging form the sealing then did the same to my ankles to anther spreader bar on the floor.
Now I was completely helpless and under your mercy.
When was ever not?
You took the crop out of its hiding place and told me that even my pussy will taste this great tool. And indeed the first blow was to my sensitive part making me call out. Your eyes tell a tale about your displeasure from my disobedience and you leave me hanging there without a word. When you come back I feel you fingers on my ass hole as you are inserting an object into it. A butt plug! I digs into me and I feel it burn my insides as my hole gives up the fight to try and push it out.
You are at my front now and as the pain from the newly inserted plug and your rough touch on my bruised ass subside you inform me that the production of the next sound from me will lead only to having a dildo gag in my mouth.
‘Do you understand slave?’
my name is forgotten in this episode of pain.
‘Yes, Lord’
at that you start to whip my front, the first of the series landing at my left nipple then the right, again and again until my body is cress-crossed with marks of you beautiful handy work.
The pain ceases and my mind is in a higher state of mind as I’m hardly able to find the words
‘Master, may a girl cum?’
‘No.’
I beg and beg for the release but your denial is constant and my body betrays me as I cum again and again calling your name to me in my world of ecstasy.
The flogging ceases and you are looking at me in my disgrace of disobedience. I cry to you and ask you to forgive me.
‘Master, please..I tried to obey you but you held me off for so long and I could not.’
My sobs cut my pleadings
‘Master, a girl is only so capable..Please forgive Master…’
On and on I begged you humbly. but your anger needed different appeasing, more punishment for your girl.
You released me form my bounds and told me how disappointed with me you are. I sobbed openly now and was not able to talk to you.
You had me bend over the side of the couch and produced the unforgiving paddle.
Now you took the butt plug out and I sighed with relief.
That is only until the first spank made contact with my already bruised ass. Such a loud noise did each blow make in that empty room with me biting hard into my lower lip and crossing my arms over my head. Every time the paddle touched somewhere different and I wince as I loose the will to breathe. Once and again you hand comes down as the paddle kisses my ass differently each and every time ..you stop to see if I was conscious and I breath in deeply to let you know that you girl is still with you.
You can take this no longer and you spread me and take me hard and fast as you have you way with me. I’m near the edge when you order me to cum for you.
‘Cum for your Lord my sweet’
something about that makes me cry, I cum as you shoot load after load inside of me.
I am spent and exhausted like I have never been. Also satisfied in a way rarely felt by a girl.
I kneel to clean my Master with my tong and have my first taste of his white honey for today.
You look at me with such tenderness in you eyes..
In the same soft tone of voice you say the word I want to hear the most
‘Forgiven.’

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  1. Anonymous

    Both stories have a very nice intensity to them. However, they are also hard to read due to the poor grammer and spelling. Thanks!

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