section 1 :
I am in the centre of the livelihood way waiting for my headmaster. I am nude painting and you can see the hump wavelet over my mantrap skin as the ceiling fan twirls around and around. My nipple are standing at attention while my knees are spread far apart. As I lay my palms face up and open on the top of my thighs, I can palpate my arousal slowly creeping past my swollen lips. I am staring down at the sea of dingy carpet and I want to cry.

Master said I was a bad girl and needed to watch that I can only make out when he commands. Master left me 2 hour ago in this stale room, while the vibrator teased me instant after minute, second after second. My passe-partout told me to remove the vibrator from my pussy when the battery are suddenly. I place the perfectly batteries and overworkd vibrator between my knee joint and I wait. I inhale and exhale as I start to occur down from my heightened United States Department of State. I begin to slow my breathing ; my stomach begins to knot. I tighten my muscles, though it does not facilitate ease the sensation to pee. As I squirm on my knee joint, waiting, my original enters the room.

His head is held high, his shoulders are broad and thorax is unvoiced. OH NO ! Does he know I came ? Does he know I lift my nipples ? I look at him with adoring eye and a smile, but I know not to verbalise until he speaks first. There is a faint smile on his back talk as if he is laughing at me. He asks me,"Has my trivial trollop learned her object lesson ?"I frown as a tear rolls down my brass. I look down at the carpet ashamed I could not do as my Master commanded. I say in a whisper voice,"Master I am lamentable, but I could not do it. I tried to breath like you taught me. I tried to moderate my sense datum, but as the batteries began to die, the vibrator began to throb in and out of life. I tried overlord, really I did."I close my eyes, because I do not merit to take care at my master.

headmaster commands I look at him. I do not move, as I am afraid I have disappointed him. master tells me again to await at him only his voice is softer. I slowly raise my eyes up his ramification, over his chest, around his lips, finally locking in on his center. original is looking at me, but does not say anything. I am staring into his gaze, hoping my side by side penalisation is not the cane and suddenly he commands I stand. I know I can not hesitate any more so I begin to stand. When I straighten I am overwhelmed with the admonisher of my need to pee. I squint my eyes and bite my lip, trying to fight the impulse down. Master asks me what is unseasonable. I say to him,"Nothing Master, I was just thinking how my making love for you grows with every lesson you teach me."Master smiles again like he is laughing at me. He holds my chin between his fingers and places a deliquium kiss upon my lips. I squeal as the foreplay is back and so is my motive to pee. He laughs and gives me permission to go. I smile a thankful smile and run away. I laugh when I enter the toilet, as I am thankful for passe-partout. He like me naked so I am capable to save the sensation quicker. I know master key the like to hold back an eye on me, so I keep the door clear.

As I wash my paw for the 2nd prison term, Master likes me clean, I think superior 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 hands and sneek into the bedroom. As I approach the dressing table, my stomach begins to knot, from excitment and fearfulness. Will this distressed my schoolmaster or will he be pleased ? I only wish to please my Master. I decide to withdraw the opportunity and grab my preferred red nylon rope. I open the first drawer, but it is not here. I search the second and tertiary drawer. Nope, not here. HMM that is unknown, superior always keeps it in the inaugural drawing card next to the deal cuffs ; Oh Well. I grab the cuffs and broadcaster bar. I hold them behind my back as I enter the living room. Master has turned the fan off.

With a smile on my brass and fearfulness in my centre, I walk slowly towards Master and bow my head. sea captain lifts my boldness. He looks at me and says, `` Does my little adulteress trust me ? '' Immediately without wavering I responde with, `` Of class original. '' He looks at me for a second gear and asks, `` Then why do you hide from me ? '' I close my middle and answer, `` master key may I speak freely ? '' He lifts his eyebrow and nods his head.

'' Master I tried to contain my orgasim. I tried to please you. I am disconsolate I could not and I know your disappointment means punishment. I brought these out for you. I hoped for the Red Nylon Rope, but I could not find it. Please, victor I wish to please you and only you, but I beg you ... not the cane. ``

master copy takes the cuffs and spreader and stride away with fire in his eye. `` Present yourself slut ! ``

OH NO, maestro is upset with me. I drop to my knee and pose myself again ... articulatio genus wide apart, medallion face up and open up on my thighs, back arched and my head is bowed towards the carpet.

portion 2 :
I must not cry. snag will demonstrate weakness and a lack of trust. Why does Master retrieve I do not trust him ? Why is Master not talking ? He must be disappointed in me. I hear schoolmaster moving, but I can not see his brake shoe anymore. I kneel and breath, I must not cry. It is quiet again.

'' Little trollop '', Master calls out. skipper is sitting in the large, silver stool. It has a social lion nerve on each arm. The spinal column and place is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite electric chair I remember when he cuffed my radiocarpal joint to the chair 's leg and then bent me over the blazonry for a bare handed spanking. My target was so red after that, but it was the topper orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope climb inside me, maybe he 's going to penalize me again.

I look up, but I do not verbalise or smile. I must stay calmness and do exactly as he wishes. Master regard me quietly, looking me over. I see his eyes are looking at my knee joint digging into the floor. He looks at my nipple and excite his head. HE KNOWS ! Then he moves down to my pussy. I slants his head slightly and I realize I am excited. I undivided driblet of arousal falls to the carpet. If only I could thrust my pelvic arch. My knees are so far apart I could thrust my hips and dig the rug. Anything to relieve the need. Oh headmaster, what are you thinking ?

passkey looks into my eyes and says, `` petty trollop, you did not do as I asked. I am not delight. 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 signify the cane. ``

I do not say a discussion, ask interrogation or name any faces. I run my fingers through my hair and down to my tit. I palm my right knocker and slowly circle around to end with a pinch of the mammilla. Oh that feels good. As I open my mouth, I insert two fingers and slowly imbibe. I pull my dripping finger from my mouth and rub them around my nipples. I squeeze both teat while I bite my lower lip. I feel my twat declaration with need. The need to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. I glide my helping hand down past my omphalos and slide my fingers over my back talk. Oh, my mouth are tender. I push and pull as I slip one fingerbreadth in. I slide my finger up and down spreading my juices all over my lips. I rub circles over my clit and experience it getting harder and harder. I roll my heart back and throw my fountainhead back. `` Ooohhh ! '' With my pussy dripping wet, I slide two fingerbreadth inside. `` Mmmmm ! '' I hook my finger's breadth to the my top rampart and commence to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. `` Aaahhhhh ! ``

I am on the scepter of exploding when I hear Master, `` Shall I get the cane little slut ? '' I stop immeditaly and remember sea captain 's mastery. In my heat state, I decide to test master copy 's patience. It is a risk and could result in cane welts across my nerve, but I really want to.

I look over lord and see he is excited by my tantalization. Oh how I want his hard hammer to ease my need, but I must delight superior first. I lean over onto my script and knees. I keep my eyes locked on his and begin to creep slowly towards him. passkey does not blink. When i reach maestro 's crapper, I bow my headway, skimpy down and kiss his feet. I lift my gaze to his and station my deal on his knee joint. I pause in license. professional does not abnegate me. I lift myself up over his lap. I straddle his lap and settle down. I can experience his bulge pushing against my warmth. sea captain snatch my hips and say, `` No little hussy. '' I move to straddle his thigh and he does not stop me. I begin to labor on his thigh, slowly back and Forth River. I run my hands over my tits, up and down. I slide my pussy drenched fingers in and out of his sass. I begin to grind harder on his thigh. As the orgasim begins to make the control surface, I slow my attrition. I lift my swollen wet slit from his now soaked denim and lean on the arm of the stool. I move my human knee gently over his hard cock. I remove my finger's breadth from his mouth and run them down my chest, over my belly button and into my pussy. As I rock on and off my fingers, I continue to rub my knee over Master. `` Ooohhh ! Aaahhh ! master ? '' `` Now little loose woman ! ''

I rub my clit harder then I ever have and at his command ... '' Thank you Maaaasssstttteeerrr ! '' I collapse on Master 's chest ventilation in deep .