Felicia had a tendency to mumble at her Owner when...:
Felicia had a tendency to mumble at her Owner when she was ordered to do things like lick his boots or kneel in painful positions when he read his newspaper. Tonight she caught him in a mood that was more unsavory then other days and she had made the horrid mistake of serving dinner late and then becoming snarky when he corrected her for her error. He had remained silent through dinner and made her kneel on the carpet. She was not allowed to eat from his fingers tonight. He pushed himself away from the table.
“Clean up slut, and prepare yourself for tonight, i am sure you know your behavior tonight was displeasing and you will be punished”
Felicia obediantly washed the dishes, and mopped the kitchen. She stood in the doorway with her head lowered and waited for him to summon her to his feet. He took his time making her stand for about an hour while he read his paper not looking at her once until at ast he folded the paper and tossed it on to the coffee table. He snapped his fingers and she immediatly kneeled at his feet in only a collar. She was not allowed to wear clothing when he was at home.
“Hood, flogger,cuffs, the large plug, and some rope-lay them on the bed, kneel and wait, while you do so, think about why you will be punished”
“yes Sir” she whispered and obediently headed to the bedroom and found all the items he had requested laying them in a neat even row on the bed. She pressed her knees to the carpet where she waited, Her arousal grew minute by minute til her thighs were slick with her nectar. Her owner took his time letting her reflect on what was to happen to her. She lifted her gaze and looked to the door which squeaked open. He stood over her kneeling trembling figure for a few minutes not uttering a single word. She knew better then to speak, the repercussions would be painful.
“Seems you forget your place, whore” he flatly said.
“no Sir, that is not true” she argued.
“That was not a question, it was a statement, and you have not been given permission to speak, bitch. His flattened hand crashed against her face leaving a puffy red mark and disheveling her hair which she made no effort to straighten.
“i presume you know why you will be punished whore? Enlighten me, but remember to mind your tone and respond respectfully, you know me well enough to know HOW i deal with insolence”
Felicia lowered her intent gaze to his foot submissively. She considered her answer carefully before quietly responding in a light airy tone. “Your slut has been displeasing and insolent. Slut must learn not to upset her Master and should strive to be pleasing at all times. She should not test you, or purposely do things that slut knows are upsetting and bring you displeasure.”
“Anything else slave?” He stared down at her rubbing his hand over his chin, a contemplative look on his face.
“Slut will be most grateful if you punish her so that she can remember to be more pleasing in the future”
He considered her responses carefully making her wait before he spoke again.
“You will pay for your mistakes whore. Go stand at the end of the bed spread your slutty thighs and place your hands in front of you so that i may bind you”
Felicia obediently did as he asked, her wet thighs rubbed together as she walked filing the room with the smell of her needful odor. He bound her wrists tightly and a length of rope was tied to her collar. He spun her around and tethered her to the tall mahogony bedpost. He took the large plug and held it to her face.
“Beg for it” he hissed then he licked the tip of her ear. “Tell me where you want it.”
The large plug had rarely been used, but Felicia knew how painful it was once it was inserted.
“please Master, i want it in my ass. Slut knows it will serve as a reminder of what she is good for,simply a vessel for your pleasure”
He run the plug through her moist petals, purposely grazing it over her engorged clit, it was the only lubrication he planned to use. He pressed the plug against her sphincter and watched in amusement as she tried to shift around and tighten her ass muscles as if he would just give up. He smacked her ass harshly.
“You should know that i find your resistance humorous, i don’t mind forcing it in, so I suggest some cooperation, bitch.”
She relaxed some and the plug was inserted. A few tears seeped down her face leaving a trail of messy mascara behind. He cinched her hair back and held it in his fist as he slipped the hood over her head putting her in complete darkness. The hood deprived her of all her senses. Before he fastened the hood he spoke to her.
“Slut you have displeased me and in time you will learn your place and when to hold your tongue. You will be punished, and if i have the urge i will fuck you, you however are not allowed release. I will whip you, but you wont know when, just know it will happen. It may happen many times, and will be unexpected”
He placed earplugs in her ears and tightened the hood leaving her to her thoughts and torment….never knowing when it would begin…and end.
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