by Ellie Norton
Emma was behind me in an instant. "Do I give you permission to come yet, Rachel?" She snapped. I shook my head. "That's right, you were not supposed to come," she snarled as she pushed me down to lean over the sink. Immediately her hand smacked down across my ass. I whimpered as the impact jarred the still moving dildo within me. Three more sharp slaps caused another orgasm to explode over me and I slumped against the sink. "You are a very bad girl, my pet. I still have not given you permission to come. You will be severely punished for this. Do you understand me?" Her voice was a dangerous growl in my ear, and I nodded. "Good, now stand up and finish the dishes, I will be back with the first part of your punishment."
And then she was gone, I slowly straightened myself, trying to ignore the evidence of my orgasms dripping down my thighs. I carefully cleaned the frying pan and set it aside. As I wiped down the kitchen counters, my mistress reentered the room. She paused to look me over. "Did you come again?" I shook my head. "Very well, put that down and come over here." I did as she asked. I felt the soft teeth of nipple clamps bite into my hard tips and shuddered. They were connected with a light chain that hung in a delicate arch between my breasts. My mistress ran one finger down the valley between my breasts to land gently on the chain. The added pressure sent a bolt of heat straight to my core and I shuddered, suddenly fighting another orgasm from enveloping me. I could hear the pleased smirk in her voice as my mistress spoke. "Excellent, now follow me."
I followed her into the bedroom we had used last night, as carefully as I could. Each step was torture as the chain hanging between the nipple clamps swung gently causing heat to shoot straight to my clit. I was panting around the fabric in my mouth when I finally reached the room.
"Kneel," Emma commended as I shuffled into the room. I slowly lowered my body, trying desperately not to jar the still moving dildo inside me. At last I managed to reach the ground. I kept my eyes on the carpet directly in front of my knees and waited. My mistress paced the carpet. "Hm…What should I do to you?" She pondered out loud before moving over to the cabinet. I could hear her sorting through various objects and I started to squirm. The added pressure of my weight resting on the leather harness was causing another orgasm to build within me. I suddenly felt Emma's eyes on me again, and I forced myself to still. "If you come again before I've given you permission, if will be the last orgasm you have until after dinner tonight, Rachel," She warned and I could hear the honesty in her voice. I nodded and tried to focus my thoughts away from the waves of pleasure running through my body. It seemed to work, as I felt the impending orgasm begin to recede.
My mistress moved over to one of the wooden chair in the room. I couldn't see what she was doing, but after a minute she called to me. "Come here, my pet." I obediently made my way to her. "I think that you've had enough of this toy for the moment. Though we may come back to it, if you misbehave again," she said and I felt the movement within me still. I let a sigh of relief fall out of me. "Rachel, look at me," she said in a surprisingly compassionate tone. My eyes immediately found her and I saw a fondness in her emerald green eyes that surprised me. "Are you alright?" she asked. I could tell that she genuinely cared and I nodded as a smile turned up my lips around the gag. She smiled at me for a moment before her eyes turned hard again. "Now, because you must be punished for two digressions, you will be blind folded so that you will focus completely on your discipline." I nodded and she slipped a blindfold over my eyes, securing it tightly behind my head. Immediately my other tenses seemed to heighten and I was uncomfortably aware of the dildo still lodged between my legs. "Can you see anything?" My mistress asked. I shook my head. "Good, I am going to remove the harness and dildo now." I nodded again and spread my legs. As the phallus was gently pulled out, I felt a moment of intense relief. It was shattered as my mistress pulled heavily again the chain attached to my breasts, I gasped as heat raced through me.
Emma chuckled in response to my reaction. "Good, now, I'm going to move the chair behind you. There is a phallus in the center of it; you may use your hands to help lower yourself onto it." I shuddered at the thought. And let my mistress position me over the chair. I hesitated, this was going to be difficult. Seeing my hesitation, Emma snapped out, "Lower yourself now, and do not come." I instantly bent my knees until I could feel the rubber tip brush against my swollen lips. I reached a hand between my legs and was able to feel the slick lube coating the dildo. I carefully eased it into position and let it impale me as I lowered myself to the seat. I gasped as the sensation of being filled ripped through me. This dildo was nearly as large as the one Emma had used last night and I felt full almost to bursting. I took several deep breaths and was able to calm myself.
"Well done," my mistress said from below me. I was slightly confused until I could feel her soft fingers on my ankles. With a gentle tug, she pulled first on foot back behind the chair legs and tied them together, causing my hips to rock forward so that all of my wait was hinged on the phallus deeply buried inside me. My inner walls clenched around the dildo and I shuddered, struggling against the release suddenly threatening to be my undoing. My mistress allowed me the time to compose myself again before moving to my wrists. She attached these to the binding on my ankles, leaving me arched back in the chair with nothing but the dildo to keep me supported. It was nearly too much. I had no idea what she had in store, but I knew in that moment, that if my mistress so much as left me in the chair for another minute, I would be coming and coming and coming, and she would hold true to her earlier threat. I also realized that that was exactly what Emma wanted. I waged a vicious battle with myself to not give in to her. I even managed to calm myself down a little bit, until I felt the first brush of the feather run across my aching nipple. I immediately screamed and clenched down on the phallus inside me, coming in wave after wave of pleasure. The orgasms didn't cease until my arms fell dimly to my sides, and the strain on my legs relaxed.
I felt strong, warm arms lift me off the chair and lay me across the bench. "Oh, Rachel," I heard my mistress say lovingly as she wrapped me up into her arms. I had no strength to hold her back in that moment, and I just zoned blissfully out for a long time, feeling her soft hands caressing me as she held me. Eventually strength returned to me and I trailed one hand up to cup her cheek as I smiled up at her. I still couldn't see her through the blindfold, but that didn't matter. I felt safe and loved. I could feel the smile on her face and I was content. For a long time, we stayed like that. Eventually, Emma's hands moved to untie the gag and pull it gently from my lips and she carefully unclipped the clamps from my aching nipples. She kissed me tenderly and I was happy.
But the moment came to an end as Emma broke the kiss with a sigh. "What am I going to do with you, Rachel?" Her voice was soft, but I could hear the domme reawakening. She hadn't given me permission to speak, so I just shrugged. It was apparently the wrong thing to do, as her voice snapped out like a whip. "Do you want to be punished?" She didn't give me the opportunity to respond as she continued. "You must. You disobeyed me several times today. I will not tolerate disobedience from my property. Do you or do you not belong to me? Answer me."
"I belong to you, Mistress." I couldn't stop the smirk that spread across my face. I knew it would bait her, and I couldn't help wanting to see what she would do.
Immediately, she growled and pulled me over her lap. Each smack that fell across my ass was hard and fast, and caused my center to clench. After the first two, I found myself panting out moans. The skin on my butt felt like it was on fire after the first dozen smacks, but they did not stop. Tears spilled from my eyes and soaked the blindfold. I lost track of everything but the feeling of her hand on my ass after that. I have no idea how long that spanking lasted, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to sit easily for a week after. It hurt, but it also turned me on so much, that I could feel my desire dripping down my thighs. Somehow, I managed to avoid another orgasm, as my mistress spanked me, but it was a near thing. After an eternity, my mistress' hand fell one final time
and stayed to gently sooth the enflamed skin with gentle rubs.
"You deserved that, my pet." She spoke in a voice that was husky with exhaustion.
"I know, Mistress," I managed to croak out, my voice long since broken from continuous panting.
"Thank me for your discipline."
"Thank you, Mistress."
"Good girl. Now go crawl into bed. I will be with you in a moment," She said as she untied my blindfold.
I hastily got to my feet and climbed into the large bed. I sat with crossed legs and watched as Emma moved over to the cabinet and pulled out a slim pink dildo and lube. She moved back to the bed handing them to me. "Pleasure me," was all she said before making herself comfortable on the bed.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, hearing the enthusiasm in my voice. I took a minute to inspect the dildo, it had a knob to turn on the vibrating feature and I smiled. I quickly lubed up the device before kneeling between Emma's thighs. I turned on the vibrator and ran it up her slick folds. She gasped as the tip found her clit. I pressed down for a moment, letting the vibrations work for me.
She shuddered and growled, "Inside me, Rachel."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, obediently moving the dildo to her opening. I slowly inched it into her and her hips rocked up to meet it. As soon as it was a deep inside her as it would go, I adjusted it to vibrate faster and pulled it back and thrust into her in quick succession.
"Fuck!" My mistress yelled. I grinned and continued thrusting. Her hips rose in time with each thrust and I could feel my desire for her rise.
"Mistress, may I use my mouth on your breasts?" I asked, slowing my thrusts so I could gain her attention.
"Yes, but don't stop what you're doing," She groaned out.
I smiled as I picked up the pace of my thrusts and moved up the bed so I could reach her plump breasts. I leaned down and delicately flicked her nipple with the tip of my tongue. She shuddered out a moan and I closed my mouth over her erect nipple. I swirled my tongue against the tender nub as I thrust the phallus between her legs. I could feel her orgasm building as her body tensed under me. I gently closed my teeth against her breast and she fell over the edge, screaming my name. I released the nipple and laid a delicate kiss on it, as I continued to thrust into her.
"Enough, put that aside and come here." She said in a lazy, satisfied voice. I hurried to follow her orders, and she held out her arms for me. I snuggled into her side.
"Thank you, Mistress." I said happily.
"You're welcome," Emma chuckled. She grabbed the chain that was still attached to the headboard and clipped it to my collar, locking it closed again. "I'm not done with you, my pet. But I am going to nap for a while."
"Yes, Mistress," I said and felt sleepy satisfaction course through me. My mistress chuckled again and wrapped her arms around me as we slept.
I woke about an hour later and rolled onto my back to stretch. The instant my weight fell onto the still tender skin of my ass, I winced, and let out a little gasp. I immediately rolled back to my side and saw that I'd woken Emma. She grinned at me.
"Sore?" She asked with a smirk.
"Yes," I grumbled, forgetting to answer properly in my momentary annoyance.
Emma immediately, yanked on my collar, bringing my face up to meet hers as her free hand fell hard against my aching ass, forcing a pained grunt from my lips. Her eyes bore into mine and I knew I had taken a misstep.
"I—I'm sorry, Mistress," I begged.
"Not as sorry as you will be. I thought my punishment earlier was sufficient. I see now that I was wrong. Go, kneel by the bed." She unlocked the chain attached to my collar.
"Yes, Mistress," I said moving to obey immediately. She moved to her cabinet and quickly gathered several items before returning to my side.
"Stand."
I hastily obeyed. She wrapped soft, padded leather cuffs around my wrists. They had a long strap that draped to the floor. She tugged on the strap and led me to stand beneath one of the hooks in the ceiling. She used the bench to run the end of the strap through the hook, pulling my hands above my head. When my body was stretched as tightly as it would go, while still allowing my feet to stay flat on the ground, she tied off the strap.
"Can you bend your knees?" She asked, admiring her work.
I tried and was only able to bend them a little bit. "Not much, Mistress."
She grinned and knelt to attach cuffs to my ankles. These had a bar that ran between them, forcing my apart and I had to struggle to be able to keep both feet flat on the floor. I felt stretched as taut as a wire.
Emma stepped back to look at me. "Do not lock your knees. I don't want you passing out."
"Ok. I won't, Mistress."
Her grin turned wicked, which sent heat straight to my core and I shivered in anticipation. "Good, now for the first part of your punishment." She turned and brought a stool over and positioned it under me. She did something to lock it into place. After shaking it to ensure it wouldn't move, she went back to the cabinet. When she turned around I saw the large blue dildo in her hands. As she moved closer, I could see that it was shaped like a real penis, with a large ridge where the head would normally end. It had a suction cup on the other end. She held a bottle of lube in her other hand. She quickly applied the lube and positioned the dildo at my entrance. My mistress met my eyes as she said, "I told you earlier that if you came again, I wouldn't let you have another orgasm until after dinner. Do you remember that?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said shakily.
"Do you also remember how many times you came after I said that?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"So are you allowed to come now?"
"No, Mistress."
"Good, do not forget or you will not come again before you leave my house tomorrow. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl." She said with a smirk as she eased the tip of the dildo into me. I gasped and anticipating being filled by the large dildo, I bucked. But my mistress stopped with just the tip inside me. She licked a finger to wet the end of the suction cup before pressing it to the wooden stool. My inner walls convulsively clenched, trying to bring the phallus further into me, but it didn't move and I whimpered. I couldn't shift my body in any way to bring the dildo into me. I was left panting in my restraints after the effort of trying.
My mistress smirked, "Now you understand."
"Yes, Mistress," I whimpered.
"I think I will go make some lunch, while you hang there and think about what you did and who's property you are." And then she was gone.
I let out a frustrated whimper and struggled in my bonds. I couldn't find any leverage and after several minutes I gave up panting. When I let myself submit to the punishment, I felt a warm glow spread through me even as my arousal spiked. I found myself thinking about Emma and everything she had done to me, and made me do to her and my body relaxed into the restraints. Even though I was unable to get myself off in the position I was in, I knew that Emma would bring far more pleasure later. I shivered at the thought, and felt a small trickle run down my thigh as I grew ever wetter in anticipation. I wanted this. Some part of me needed this. It had been buried deeply in my subconscious, but it was there and the events of the previous 24 hours only flamed it to life. As these thoughts raced through my mind, I fell into a sort of trance, letting my thoughts slow, even as I could feel the tip of the phallus inside me, my inner walls, continuously clenching, trying desperately to bring the phallus further into me. I felt my desire and need growing with every second that passed, but it was a distant desire. And I found myself singing with no idea of when I had actually started.
As the last note of my tune died in the air, I became aware of Emma standing in the doorway, holding a plate of fruit and cheese. She had a single tear rolling down her cheek. I smiled at her. It broke whatever spell she was under and she moved quickly to place the plate on the bench. She immediately tuned to me and gently laid her hand on my cheek.
"Oh, Rachel, you'
re amazing."
Joy filled me. "Thank you, Mistress. I sang it for you." I said, with sudden certainty.
She smiled, lovingly at me. "I know, my dear," she said, rewarding me with a kiss. I grinned at her as she pulled back from the kiss. She returned the smile for a moment before turning serious. "Did you disobey me again while I was gone?"
"No, Mistress. I did as you asked," I hastily reassured her.
Her eyebrow raised, "And-?"
"I belong to you, Mistress," I said simply.
"And-?"
I had to think about it. After a moment, I remembered what else I was supposed to think about. "And I'm very sorry that I forgot my place when we woke up. You are my mistress as long as I wear your collar, and I won't forget again."
Her eyes darkened with anger. "That was a very pretty apology, but if you were not thinking about your transgression while I was gone, what were you thinking about?" I blushed, hesitating. She saw my reluctance to answer and reached out to sharply twist my nipple. "Tell me, now," she snapped.
"You," I gasped and she released my nipple. "I was thinking about you, Mistress, and everything we have done to each other." My voice faltered, but I forced myself to continue. "I also thought about how much I needed this, need you, Mistress." I looked into her eyes, willing her to see the truth of my words.
Her eyes softened for a fraction of a second and I wasn't positive that I had seen it. "At least you are honest. But your honesty doesn't negate the second part of your punishment. Do you understand?" Her eyes were hard, her dominance over me shining through.
I nodded, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good, you may have a snack first, as a small reward for your song." She said, and I smiled.
"Thank you, Mistress."
"You're welcome, my pet." She said, feeding me several pieces of the cheese and fruit. I was careful to take them delicately from her fingers. I wanted to let my tongue run along the slender digits as I took each bite, but she had not given me permission to do so, and I didn't want to risk her anger again. When most of the food was gone, she set the plate aside and smirked at me. "Now, it's time for the rest of your punishment."
