Discipline Her

Discipline Her

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A punishment and discipline session...

Summary

A punishment and discipline session...

Content

Submitted: July 29, 2018

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Submitted: July 29, 2018

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Part I

You’re sitting in an armchair and I came in nervously. Right after I closed the door behind me, I stayed at the exact same spot and went on my knees, eyes downcast while I waited for your next instruction. You said nothing, and each passing minute was agonizing and felt like hours. Very soon, my legs started to hurt, and I felt a cramp starting to build up. As if you felt my discomfort, you uttered a single command,

“Come.”

your voice booming loud across the room. This made me even more nervous as I slowly crawl to you, making my way across the hotel room to the armchair where you were sitting on. My eyes were fixed on the hotel room’s carpet – not daring to look at you. When my eyes meet your leather shoes, I stop and sat back on my knees while I waited. I sneaked a glance up and peaked at you. Just once, quickly and saw you staring at me with your dark and brooding eyes. My eyes that were looking down on the carpet widen as I hear you say,

“I wonder if I should punish you for looking up without permission…”

I wanted to argue but thought the better of it. I was already in trouble for breaking some of the rules the last time we met and this was meant to be our punishment session.

“Now proceed.”

I let out an internal sigh of relief and was glad that you decided against punishing me for glancing up without permission. I reached out my fair and shaky hands and started to take off your shoes and socks. Placing them neatly next to the armchair. Again, I sat back on my knees, unsure of what I was supposed to do next and afraid of making another mistake.

Sensing my confusion, you ordered, “Kiss my feet, slowly. Make love to them.”

“Yes master…” was my only response as I bent down and started planting kiss on your feet. I slowly started from your ankles and then left a trail of kisses all the way to your big toe before I sucked it gently. As I wrapped my soft red lips around your toe and sucked, you felt a deep stir in your groin and I noticed a twitch in your pants.

“Now continue.”

“Yes master…” Shakily, I proceed to unbuckle your belt but you swat my hands away. I almost glanced up again...but remembering what you said, I stopped halfway and looked downwards.

The only two words you say were, “No hands.”

I knelt there confused and scared…Slowly, I closed the gap between the space between your legs and my lips…

You smelled strong and masculine. I tried to bite and remove your belt but its tricky, my chin constantly brushing against your dick behind the fabric of your pants. I got more shy and embarrassed and hope that you don’t realise it. After a long time of struggling, I finally got it off, your belt between my teeth. You stretched your hands out and I placed the belt in your hands, feeling your rough fingers as my lips brush past it.

Without warning, you loop the belt around my neck and pulled the loop close. Making it so tight that I could barely breathe. It formed a leash and you tugged sharply, making me jerk forward helplessly, face close to your crotch. With one hand holding the belt, you commanded me to strip naked. I slipped out of me dress but stopped when I’m at my undergarments. I hesitated and you suddenly pulled hard at the belt, making me jerk forward again. Afraid of enraging you further, I quickly removed the rest of my clothes.

My face red and burning, you ordered me to continue. I begin to nuzzle and nibble at your pants and button, feeling that slight twitch at your groin when my chin accidentally stroke your dick through the fabric. After several attempts when I was starting to get frustrated, it finally came off. I sit back on my knees, not daring to look at it.

I then reached out and tried to touch it. You suddenly snapped and jerked me forward with the belt again. You then ordered me to stand and turn and as I shakily do as I’m told, you pinned my arms behind me forcefully and tied them back tightly, making my shoulders pull back painfully and my chest and breasts push out invitingly.

“You will now get punished for touching.”, you tell me quietly as I shakily looked up at you with wide and fearful eyes. You then took out two coins from your wallet and placed it on your palm for me to see. I was ordered to face the wall with my nipples touching the rough wall. Then you made me arch my back and stick my ass out. You slid one coin between each nipple and the wall and told me to press my nipples hard against it. My nipples hardened when it came into contact with the cold metal and it grew more sensitive. Then you told me my punishment:

“Now, I want you to use your nipples to push these coins and make sure they don’t drop. Every time they do we’ll add one to your punishment.”

I whimpered, “Add one what..?” and you said,

“That’s an offence for asking and we’ll add one. You don’t ask the questions here young lady.”

“Yes Master” was my only reply as I looked ahead facing the wall, nipples cold and body sore from arching my ass out. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw you taking out the whip. I started panicking but I couldn’t move…I kept waiting for the first hit to connect with my skin but you just stand there in silence, enjoying watching my slightly quivering ass and my anxious shaking as I wasn’t sure when to anticipate the first hit.

You finally said, “Ten strikes. And count them out loud.”

I clenched my ass tight and waited for your first hit. But it didn’t land…Just when I relaxed my ass, I heard a quick “Swoosh” and then it connected. It BURNED and STUNG so BAD!! I let out a sharp gasp and almost let out a cry. As my body jerked, the coins dropped – its sound bouncing off the walls of the silent room.

“Plus one.”, you calmly said as you slipped the coins back into position between each nipple and the wall and told me to get back into position.

I begged and whimpered, “please master…Please forgive me please! I’m sorry!!”

You ignored me and the only thing you said was, “now, we’ll have to start over because I didn’t hear you count.”

I couldn’t forget the sharp pain and tried to get away, but you held me back with your strong arms.

Then you said in your deep voice, “Try that again and I’ll make you really sorry” while looking me straight in the eye. I gulped and didn’t dare argue anymore. “Swoosh…THWACK!” I cried and counted, “one..” but the coins dropped again. You placed them back and after saying “plus one” again we continued…

“swoosh…THWACK!”, “TWO!!”

“swoosh…THWACK!”, “THREE!!!”

It seemed to go on for ages. Each time you struck harder and did not make it easy at all. But I bit back and held the position. When its finally ten strikes, you put the whip down and said, “good girl”. I was shaking and crying hard by then and you gently rubbed my burning red ass that was sticking out. It was only when your fingers brushed my clit that I realised that I was soaking wet. As your finger left my clit, a warm trickle ran down from my clit down my legs. You chuckle and held your cum-coated fingers in front of my face and said, “hmm..I wonder if I should punish you for being such a slut…”

 

To be continued...


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