Discipline Her (Part 3)

Discipline Her (Part 3)

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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A punishment and discipline session...

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A punishment and discipline session...

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Submitted: July 31, 2018

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Part 3

Holding on to your leash, you walked me towards the table. I gladly took this opportunity to rub my thighs together since you didn’t let me cum earlier. I was desperate to find relieve and you enjoyed watching me squirm and crawl awkwardly, knowing too damn well what I was trying to do. You let out a knowing smile without me noticing and purposely avoided contact with my clit or pussy. When we reached the table, I saw an empty glass and a pitcher of water sitting there. You ordered me to sit on my knees and wait. I stared wide-eyed as you poured yourself a glass of water, licking my lips as I haven’t had anything to drink for the past two hours. Once the glass was filled, you passed it to me and I gratefully gulped it down.

“Don’t spill a single drop.”, you ordered as I drank it more carefully this time.

You petted my head and poured me another glass.

Then another.

When we got to the fifth glass, I was too full to continue drinking.

My eyes pleaded with you and told you that I wanted to stop. That I was getting too full to continue. You gave me an abrupt nod, took the glass from me and placed it back onto the table. Then, you settled back into your chair and just watched me from there.

After merely five minutes of waiting, I suddenly felt the urge to pee. As I stood up and started heading towards the toilet, your voice interrupted me, “Did I give you permission to go?”

I blushed and meekly shook my head as I stopped. Cursing myself in silently for forgetting something as basic as this and wondering how you’d punish me for it.

Then I knelt back down and asked, “Please master, may I use the toilet..?”

You said nothing.

After nearly a minute, you took my leash and made me crawl to the toilet.

This time round my bladder was so full that it was almost hard to crawl. I tried my best to hold it in while I followed you to the toilet.

When we reached the toilet’s entrance, you did not step in but made me crawl in instead. Once I was in, you ordered me to stand up. I was quick to follow instructions so that you would be pleased and allow me to pee as soon as possible. I stood there in the toilet, a few feet away from the toilet bowl, faced you with hands behind my back and my body straight.

“Good girl. Now, knees together, and heels together. I want your thighs to touch as much as possible.”

I got into position and wondered what you wanted me to do before you’d let me pee. I asked no questions and followed every single instruction you issued. Squeezing my thighs together brought some relief but the urge to pee was still much stronger. As I stood there shaking and hoping that we can quickly get this over with so I can pee properly, you suddenly uttered one single command that I really hoped you didn’t say.

“Pee.”

I stood there shocked. Suddenly aware of what your punishment was. As the realisation grew on me, my face started to turn red and I just stood there and looked at you with pleading eyes. But you said nothing and just casually crossed your arms while leading against the doorway. I wanted to just quickly sit down on the toilet bowl that was so near me but did not dare to do so as I knew that it would just anger you more. After a few more moments of internal struggling, I peed.

My eyes were fixed on the wet floor downwards as I tried to hide my embarrassment from doing this. The sense of shame and humiliation made me want to curl up and hide. It felt so dirty and humiliating as the warm liquid rushed down my thighs and then pooled at the bottom of my feet. I suddenly felt angry at you for punishing me like this and almost wanted to break down in tears. I just stood there shaking when I’m done. Not wanting or daring to look you in the eye. After a short while, you stepped in and used the shower head to clean my entire body. The warm water together with your gentle strokes instantly making me feel so much better.

“Good girl”, you said after I stepped into the fluffy towel you were holding up for me. You wrapped me in the huge towel and tightly hugged me while kissing me on the top of my head. This made my anger towards you almost disappear and I finally looked up at you with a smile.

Just when I thought everything has ended, you said, “Your punishment points are three points. So you’re not allowed to cum but I’ll edge you for three days straight. Today was the first.”

I stood there wanting to complain but thought the better of it. I really didn’t want to get punished further.

You then took two bobby pins and clamped my nipples and told me to get dressed. The pins hurt and stung so bad that I instantly let out a soft yelp when you put them on but I didn’t dare to complain. With my bra pushing against them, it just made the pain worse and I felt breathless – my nipples felt as if they were about to fall off. You cruelly told me to choose – if I didn’t want to wear the bra I can choose not to wear it.

Afraid that others might realise what’s clamping down on my nipples and not wanting to tarnish my reputation, I ended up wearing it instead and we both got dressed and headed out.


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