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Testing Waters

Misty Angel 77

Copyright 1999

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Try and try again. Well I had surly tired Master's patience! I had been with him almost two weeks and each day, as I grew more accustomed to his ways, my brave side emerged. Ever so subtly, I had topped from the Bottom a small amount at a time.

We had had our early morning of fun, both of us enjoying a round of orgasms. I lay there with a smile on my face.

"I'm ready for my coffee Sir!" I announced ever so sweetly.

"Pet, that sounds like an order to me. You realize that since you got here, especially the last few days, you have been attempting to top from the bottom. It's time it came to a halt. It's time we put you back in your place!"

I lay there smiling. Not out of disrespect, but when I am in trouble, that is how I handle it--I smile to hide my embarrassment or shame.

I got up and went to the kitchen to get coffee. Suddenly, Sir was behind me--a handful of my hair in his hands, forcing me toward the bedroom. Shoving me onto the bed, he pushed my head down, leaving my ass upturned.

"Pet, you know I love you, but I will not have a lady of mine acting out in such a manner. Since you seem determined to push me to take you in hand, we will make sure that you don't forget it this time. Ten with the brush, ten with the crop, and ten with the cane. You are to count each one. If you fail, we start over."

Tensing my ass up, already dreading my mistake, I waited. The crop wasn't too bad. Not a walk in the park, but compared to the brush and the cane, I knew this was the easy part.

Each swat grew harder. My flesh began to burn and it was all I could do not to pull away.

The first set was over, but the dread of the upcoming ones grew.

My inner thighs were tender, on fire. I truly, with everything in me, knew I had made a mistake that wasn't going to happen again.

The first smack from the brush sent me howling. I wanted so badly to pull away but knew that would only bring me more punishment. Catching my breath between each stroke, I couldn't wait till the next few were over.

When the brush was tossed aside, I released a breath of relief. Only ten more with the one I dreaded most, and then it would be over.

"Pet, on these you are not to move, you are to close your eyes. If you move, we start over!"

I whimpered and tightened every muscle in my body, trying to prepare for what I knew was going to be one of the hardest tasks I'd faced yet.

The first swat hit me on my already flaming ass cheeks. I bit into my lower lip but held still. The second and third found their way to my inner thigh. I lost control and bounced about, pulling away."

"Did I not say no movement, pet?"

"But, Master, it hurt. Honest, I'm trying not to move. Please don't make me start over?"

Nearing my ear, he whispered, "I'm sure it did, pet. But I bet you won't fail to do as told again, will you? Now that you know the rules, we start again. However, you will roll over onto your back."

Rolling onto my back, I could feel the wetness creeping down my crack. I spread my legs, closed my eyes, and stiffened in preparation. The first blow struck the underside of my arm, where the tender fleshy area is. It was so unexpected that I gasped aloud.

"I'm sorry, Master."

"I said no movement, pet. You may cry out if you wish."

Swallowing down a lump and catching my breath, I once more tightened my muscles. With my eyes closed, I waited, wondering where the next blow would land. All I could think of was "Oh please get this over with, Master." The anxiety of not knowing where the next blow would land, or when, in itself was enough to make me insane.

Swat after swat attacked in different places. Try with all my might, by the seventh swat, I could not be still. Bouncing around, my whimpers now became pleading." Please, Master, no more. I swear I've learned my lesson. I'll never ever fail to do what I'm told. Please no more!"

The swats subsided. Master climbed on top of me and looked down. "Pet, is that a tear in your eyes?"

"No, Master, not yet, Sir."

"Good. You know if things get too rough for you, you're to use the safe word."

"Yes, Master. And trust me, when I feel I can take no more, I'll use it. It is my place to take care of your property. Oh, Sir, I am soaking wet."

"Such a little slut you are, pet," he said with a laugh." Now roll over and play with yourself. And do not fail to cum; you don't want to fail me again this day!"

I admit I was horny, but the pain all over my body kept distracting me. But I wanted no more punishment and come hell or high water, I'd cum.

Master had allowed me my bullet and a thick black eight-inch dildo to play with. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched me as he read his book. Then without saying a word, he reached and took the dildo from my hand and began to fuck me hard with it.

"Does my pet want that cunt of mine so sore that you can't wear clothes? So tender that you scream from the pain when I shove my thick cock inside and use what I own? That's what is going to happen if I don't see you cum. Do it quickly, I'm tired of waiting. I want what is mine and will have it one way or another."

Master knew exactly what his words were doing to me--putting fear in me and yet, driving me to the point of needing release.

"May I please cum, Master?" I asked breathlessly.

"I don't know, pet. You know I could have a change of heart. I could simply have you shut off the toys and send you to bed frustrated, cuffed, and chained, with no relief in sight. Do you know why I can do this, pet?"

I nodded." Because you own me, Sir. My pleasure comes only if you allow it," I said as I bucked against the dildo embedded within me and tried to fight the urge to cum.

"Fucking right, pet, it's if I allow it. Now you will come on the count of ten and not one moment sooner. If you fail, you will indeed sleep wet, frustrated, and chained.1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,10. Cum now, pet!"

I began to tighten my muscles and push for the orgasm. I was trembling when it hit. I lost my breath completely, my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

Master turned off the bullet and removed it from my hand. Then removing the dildo from within me, he placed a towel between my legs and gently wiped me clean.

With my breath returning, I opened my eyes to find Master staring down at me. "Thank you, Sir, that was so good. I will do better from now on, I promise."

"Roll over, pet, and sleep. Don't forget the cuffs and chains however. And not one word, I intend to read now."

Reaching beneath the bed, I attached a cuff that was chained to the bed to my left ankle and another to my wrist. Then I rolled over and snuggled into my pillow. I wanted to say, "I love you," but he had said not one word. A few moments passed before I heard a soft, almost a whisper, "I love you, pet!" I smiled, rolled over, and kissed him gently on the cheek. No words were needed from me, he knew.

 

 

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