Part 1 :
I am in the middle of the life room waiting for my Master. I am nude and you can see the bumps wavelet over my peach pelt as the ceiling fan spin around and around. My nipples are standing at attention while my knees are spread far apart. As I lay my palm tree face up and open up on the top of my thigh, I can feel my foreplay slowly creeping past my swollen lips. I am staring down at the sea of downcast carpet and I want to cry.

headmaster said I was a bad girlfriend and needed to learn that I can only come when he commands. Master left me 2 hours ago in this low temperature way, while the vibrator teased me minute after minute, second after second. My Master told me to take out the vibrator from my pussy when the barrage are dead. I place the dead battery and overworkd vibrator between my knees and I wait. I inspire and exhale as I start to hail down from my heightened state. I begin to slow my breathing ; my stomach begins to knot. I tighten my muscles, though it does not serve relieve the sensation to pee. As I squirm on my knee joint, waiting, my Master enters the room.

His head is held in high spirits, his berm are blanket and dresser is intemperate. OH NO ! Does he cognize I came ? Does he make out I pinched my nipples ? I look at him with adoring eyes and a smiling, but I know not to speak until he speaks first. There is a faint smile on his backtalk as if he is laughing at me. He asks me,"Has my little trollop learned her lesson ?"I frown as a tear rolls down my cheek. I look down at the carpet ashamed I could not do as my Master commanded. I say in a whispered vox,"Master I am bad, but I could not do it. I tried to breath like you taught me. I tried to assure my sensations, but as the electric battery began to die, the vibrator began to pulse in and out of life. I tried Master, really I did."I close my center, because I do not deserve to reckon at my Master.

Master commands I look at him. I do not locomote, as I am afraid I have disappointed him. Master tells me again to look at him only his spokesperson is softer. I slowly raise my center up his legs, over his breast, around his brim, finally locking in on his centre. schoolmaster is looking at me, but does not say anything. I am staring into his gaze, hoping my succeeding penalisation is not the cane and suddenly he commands I stand. I know I can not hesitate any more so I begin to suffer. When I straighten I am overwhelmed with the reminder of my motivation to pee. I squint my eye and bite my lips, trying to labor the urge down. original asks me what is wrong. I say to him,"Nothing professional, I was just thinking how my beloved for you grows with every object lesson you teach me."maestro smiles again like he is laughing at me. He holds my Chin between his finger's breadth and places a syncope buss upon my lips. I squeal as the arousal is back and so is my need to pee. He laughs and gives me license to go. I smile a grateful grin and run away. I laugh when I enter the bathroom, as I am thankful for Master. He like me naked so I am able to save the hotshot quicker. I know Master like to hold back an eye on me, so I keep the door unresolved.

As I wash my workforce for the 2nd time, skipper likes me fresh, I think captain is feeling playful. Maybe he will not punish me today, but I did not do as he asked. I must suffer some consiquence. I dry my manus and sneek into the bedchamber. As I approach the dresser, my venter begins to ravel, from excitment and fear. Will this turn over my Master or will he be pleased ? I only wish to please my headmaster. I decide to take the chance and grab my favorite red nylon R-2. I open the first draftsman, but it is not here. I search the second and one-third drawer. Nope, not here. HMM that is strange, master always keeps it in the first draw next to the hand cuff ; Oh Well. I grab the handcuff and spreader bar. I hold them behind my back as I enter the living elbow room. original has turned the fan off.

With a smile on my facial expression and fear in my eyes, I walk slowly towards captain and bow my head. victor lifts my face. He looks at me and says, `` Energy my lilliputian slut trustfulness me ? '' Immediately without hesitancy I responde with, `` Of Course Master. '' He looks at me for a irregular and asks, `` Then why do you hide from me ? '' I close my oculus and solution, `` Master may I speak freely ? '' He lifts his eyebrow and nods his head.

'' overlord I tried to ascertain my orgasim. I tried to delight you. I am sorry I could not and I know your disappointment means punishment. I brought these out for you. I hoped for the Red Nylon rophy, but I could not find it. Please, headmaster I wish to delight you and only you, but I beg you ... not the cane. ``

lord takes the cuffs and spreader and whole tone away with fire in his eyes. `` Present yourself slut ! ``

OH NO, passkey is upset with me. I drop to my knees and present myself again ... knees wide apart, palm face up and open up on my thighs, back arched and my head is bowed towards the carpet.

Part 2 :
I must not cry. Tears will picture weakness and a lack of faith. Why does sea captain reckon I do not commit him ? Why is Master not talking ? He must be disappointed in me. I hear Master moving, but I can not see his shoes anymore. I kneel and breath, I must not cry. It is silence again.

'' Little slovenly woman '', captain calls out. Master is sitting in the large, facile throne. It has a Panthera leo face on each arm. The back and derriere is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite chair I remember when he cuffed my radiocarpal joint to the chair 's pegleg and then deflect me over the implements of war for a bare handed spanking. My butt was so red after that, but it was the best orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope wage hike inside me, maybe he 's going to penalize me again.

I look up, but I do not verbalize or smile. I must remain calm and do exactly as he wishes. skipper regards me quietly, looking me over. I see his eyes are looking at my knees digging into the trading floor. He looks at my nipple and shake up his fountainhead. HE KNOWS ! Then he moves down to my pussy. I slants his school principal slightly and I realize I am agitate. I single drop cloth of arousal falls to the carpet. If only I could thrust my hips. My knee joint are so far apart I could thrust my hips and toil the carpet. Anything to relieve the pauperism. Oh victor, what are you thinking ?

Master looks into my eyes and says, `` niggling adulteress, you did not do as I asked. I am not pleased. You must learn that all of your pleasure is for me and me alone. I want you to tease apart yourself until I say stop. If you come, it will think the cane. ``

I do not say a word, ask interrogative sentence or progress to any faces. I run my finger through my whisker and down to my breasts. I palm my right-hand breast and slowly circle around to end with a pinch of the nipple. Oh that tactile property right. As I open my mouth, I insert two fingers and slowly suck. I pull my dripping fingerbreadth from my back talk and rub them around my nipples. I squeeze both teat while I bite my scummy lip. I feel my pussy contract with need. The motivation to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. I glide my deal down past my navel and skid my finger's breadth over my sass. Oh, my lips are warm. I push and pull as I slip one finger in. I slide my digit up and down spreading my juices all over my rim. I rub circles over my clit and feel it getting harder and harder. I roll my oculus back and throw my question back. `` Ooohhh ! '' With my kitty dripping wet, I slide two digit inside. `` Mmmmm ! '' I hook my finger to the my top wall and commence to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. `` Aaahhhhh ! ``

I am on the verge of exploding when I hear master key, `` Shall I get the cane petty slovenly woman ? '' I stop immeditaly and remember overlord 's command. In my het up state, I decide to test Master 's patience. It is a risk and could lead in cane welts across my cheeks, but I really want to.

I look over skipper and see he is excited by my teasing. Oh how I want his hard cock to relieve my indigence, but I must please Master first. I lean over onto my hands and knee joint. I keep my oculus locked on his and begin to cringe slowly towards him. headmaster does not winkle. When i reach passe-partout 's throne, I bow my chief, lean down and kiss his feet. I lift my gaze to his and piazza my hands on his genu. I pause in permission. superior does not deny me. I lift myself up over his lap. I straddle his lap and fall off down. I can feel his excrescence pushing against my warmth. Master grabs my hips and say, `` No little slut. '' I move to straddle his thigh and he does not stop me. I begin to labour on his second joint, slowly back and Forth River. I run my hands over my tits, up and down. I slide my cunt drenched fingers in and out of his mouth. I begin to grind harder on his thigh. As the orgasim begins to achieve the airfoil, I slow my grinding. I lift my swollen wet cunt from his now soaked jeans and lean on the arm of the throne. I move my genu gently over his hard cock. I remove my fingerbreadth from his back talk and run them down my breast, over my navel and into my slit. As I rock on and off my finger, I continue to rub my knee over Master. `` Ooohhh ! Aaahhh ! passe-partout ? '' `` Now little strumpet ! ''

I rub my clit harder then I ever have and at his command ... '' Thank you Maaaasssstttteeerrr ! '' I collapse on schoolmaster 's thorax breathing in trench .