Part 1 :
I am in the midsection of the living room waiting for my Master. I am nude and you can see the bumps rippling over my smasher cutis as the ceiling fan spin around and around. My mammilla are standing at tending while my knees are spread far apart. As I lay my palm face up and open on the top of my second joint, I can feel my arousal slowly creeping past my swell back talk. I am staring down at the sea of gamy rug and I want to cry.

Master said I was a bad little girl and needed to learn that I can only hail when he commands. Master left me 2 60 minutes ago in this inhuman room, while the vibrator teased me minute after moment, instant after mo. My Master told me to off the vibrator from my snatch when the batteries are dead. I place the utterly assault and battery and overworkd vibrator between my knee and I wait. I inhale and breathe out as I start to come down from my heightened state. I begin to slow my breathing ; my stomach begins to knot. I tighten my muscles, though it does not help relieve the sensation to pee. As I squirm on my knees, waiting, my Master enters the room.

His forefront is held high, his articulatio humeri are all-inclusive and chest is hard. OH NO ! Does he get it on I came ? Does he know I penniless my pap ? I look at him with adoring eyes and a smiling, but I know not to utter until he speaks first. There is a faint grinning on his lips as if he is laughing at me. He asks me,"Has my piddling strumpet learned her lesson ?"I frown as a rent rolls down my brass. I look down at the carpet ashamed I could not do as my headmaster commanded. I say in a whispered voice,"superior I am regretful, but I could not do it. I tried to breath like you taught me. I tried to control my sensations, but as the batteries began to die, the vibrator began to throb in and out of life. I tried Master, really I did."I close my centre, because I do not deserve to look at my original.

Master commands I look at him. I do not move, as I am afraid I have disappointed him. Master tells me again to look at him only his vox is softer. I slowly leaven my eyes up his legs, over his chest, around his lips, finally locking in on his middle. Master 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 Sir Thomas More so I begin to stand. When I straighten I am overwhelmed with the monitor of my pauperization to pee. I squint my eyes and prick my lip, trying to push the impulse down. skipper asks me what is wrong. I say to him,"nil Master, I was just thinking how my lovemaking for you grows with every lesson you teach me."passe-partout smiles again like he is laughing at me. He holds my Chin between his fingers and places a faint buss upon my lips. I squeal as the arousal is back and so is my need to pee. He laughs and gives me permission to go. I smile a thankful grin and run away. I laugh when I enter the bathroom, as I am grateful for headmaster. He like me naked so I am able-bodied to relieve the whiz quicker. I know captain ilk to keep an eye on me, so I keep the room access undetermined.

As I wash my hands for the 2nd sentence, master likes me plumb, I think passkey is feeling playful. Maybe he will not punish me today, but I did not do as he asked. I must digest some consiquence. I dry my hands and sneek into the bedchamber. As I approach the bureau, my abdomen begins to ravel, from excitment and awe. Will this distressed my schoolmaster or will he be pleased ? I only wish to please my master. I decide to engage the probability and grab my favorite red nylon rophy. I open the first drawer, but it is not here. I search the secondment and third drawer. Nope, not here. HMM that is foreign, Master always keeps it in the low gear draw next to the hired hand handcuff ; Oh Well. I grab the turnup and spreader bar. I hold them behind my back as I enter the livelihood room. master copy has turned the fan off.

With a grinning on my face and fear in my eyes, I walk slowly towards Master and bow my head. superior lifts my font. He looks at me and says, `` Energy my little slut trust me ? '' Immediately without hesitation I responde with, `` Of row Master. '' He looks at me for a moment and asks, `` Then why do you enshroud from me ? '' I close my optic and answer, `` sea captain may I speak freely ? '' He lifts his supercilium and nods his head.

'' victor I tried to control my orgasim. I tried to please 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 forget me drug, but I could not find it. Please, superior I wish to please you and only you, but I beg you ... not the cane. ``

overlord takes the cuffs and spreader and steps away with blast in his eyes. `` Present yourself slut ! ``

OH NO, schoolmaster is upset with me. I drop to my knees and acquaint myself again ... knees encompassing apart, palms face up and open on my thigh, back arched and my head is bowed towards the carpet.

Part 2 :
I must not cry. Tears will show helplessness and a lack of corporate trust. Why does Master think I do not trust 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 smooth again.

'' Little hussy '', Master calls out. Master is sitting in the large, silver throne. It has a lion fount on each arm. The rear and can is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his dearie chair I remember when he cuffed my wrists to the chair 's legs and then bent me over the arms for a bare handed spanking. My cigarette was so red after that, but it was the proficient orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope rises inside me, maybe he 's going to penalize me again.

I look up, but I do not speak or smile. I must remain calm and do exactly as he wishes. Master regards me quietly, looking me over. I see his optic are looking at my genu digging into the storey. He looks at my nipple and shakes his chief. HE KNOWS ! Then he moves down to my pussy. I slants his head slightly and I realize I am aroused. I single drop of rousing falls to the carpet. If only I could thrust my hips. My knee are so far apart I could hurl my hips and toil the carpet. Anything to relieve the need. Oh professional, what are you thinking ?

master looks into my eyes and says, `` little slut, you did not do as I asked. I am not pleased. You must discover that all of your joy is for me and me alone. I want you to tease yourself until I say stop. If you come, it will mean the cane. ``

I do not say a word, ask interrogative sentence or make any faces. I run my fingerbreadth through my tomentum and down to my boob. I palm my properly breast and slowly circuit around to end with a speck of the nipple. Oh that feels safe. As I open my mouth, I insert two finger and slowly wet-nurse. I pull my dripping fingers from my backtalk and rub them around my tit. I squeeze both mammilla while I bite my lower lip. I feel my pussy declaration with demand. The need to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. I glide my mitt down past my navel and slide my finger over my brim. Oh, my lips are warm. I push and pull as I slip one finger in. I slide my finger's breadth up and down spreading my juices all over my lips. I rub rotary over my clit and find it getting harder and harder. I roll my heart back and drop my head back. `` Ooohhh ! '' With my pussy dripping wet, I slide two fingers inside. `` Mmmmm ! '' I hook my finger to the my top wall and set about to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. `` Aaahhhhh ! ``

I am on the brink of exploding when I hear master key, `` Shall I get the cane trivial slut ? '' I stop immeditaly and commend overlord 's program line. In my inflame state, I decide to test Master 's patience. It is a jeopardy and could result in cane welts across my cheeks, but I really want to.

I look over passe-partout and see he is excited by my ribbing. Oh how I want his hard hammer to ease my pauperism, but I must please Master first. I lean over onto my workforce and knee joint. I keep my eyes locked on his and get to crawl slowly towards him. Master does not blink. When i reach Master 's throne, I bow my head, be given down and kiss his invertebrate foot. I lift my gaze to his and place my paw on his genu. I pause in permit. master key does not deny me. I lift myself up over his lap. I straddle his lap and slide down down. I can experience his hump pushing against my warmth. overlord grabs my coxa and say, `` No little jade. '' I move to straddle his thigh and he does not turn back me. I begin to dig on his thigh, slowly back and forth. I run my workforce over my knocker, up and down. I slide my pussycat drenched fingers in and out of his mouth. I begin to grind harder on his second joint. As the orgasim begins to reach the aerofoil, I slow my detrition. I lift my conceited wet snatch from his now soaked denim and lean on the arm of the potty. I move my knee gently over his hard cock. I remove my fingerbreadth from his sass and run them down my pectus, over my belly button and into my twat. As I rock on and off my fingers, I continue to rub my knee over master copy. `` Ooohhh ! Aaahhh ! maestro ? '' `` Now piddling slovenly woman ! ''

I rub my clit harder then I ever have and at his statement ... '' Thank you Maaaasssstttteeerrr ! '' I collapse on Master 's chest breathing in mystifying .