TUP 16 Televised punishment
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I come sneaking through the door three hours past curfew, walking on tip-toe to keep from waking up my master. I’m wearing a short black skirt and a teal Hollister polo with a blue thong and bra underneath. I slip my flip-flops off beside the door and close the door behind me softly. I sneak quietly into the living room, not knowing that he’s waiting for me.
I jump in surprise when he clears his throat, my eyes flying toward the direction of the noise. ‘Come here.’ He says firmly and I can feel his stare through the dark, knowing I’m in a lot of trouble. I nod meekly and walk to the couch where he is sitting. I kneel obediently by his knees, assuming my place by his side.
‘Where were you?’ He demands to know immediately. I bite my lip and look down at my knees as I mumble quietly the answer. ‘I can’t hear you.’ I see his hand raise out of the corner of my eye and I know what’s coming if I don’t comply. ‘I went to a party, Sir.’ I speak up, loud enough for him to hear me.
‘Did you have permission to go to a party? Did you ask my permission to go out at all?’ He asks firmly, not raising his voice at all, the calm timbre of his voice frightening me more than if he was yelling at me. ‘No Sir.’ I stammer fearfully, knowing I’m in huge trouble for being so blatantly defiant.
‘Look at me.’ He commands me and having no other choice, I do as I’m told. My body is tense and trembling at the look of pure wrath in his eyes as he turns the lamp beside the couch on. Returning to his seat on the couch, I look around the room, trying to adjust to the sudden blinding light. Out of nowhere, I feel his hand against my face, the stinging in my cheek making me raise my hand instinctively to rub the offended area as tears well up in my eyes.
‘Master! Please..’ I whimper in pain as he raises his hand yet again, the f***e of this blow causing my head to turn to the side. I feel the relentless slap on one side of my face, tears now streaming down my face. ‘Please..’ I beg softly, even though I know I deserve whatever punishment he decides to dole out.
The next thing I know, he grabs my arm and snatches me across his lap. Beside his thigh I see his favorite whip and the metal ruler. I groan and drop my face into the cushions, my body shaking in his lap. I shake my head, moaning helplessly when I feel him snatch my skirt up to my waist and my thong being dragged down my thighs and off my feet. My body reacts automatically when I feel my Master’s fingers skim the insides of my thighs teasingly.
Even as I endure his teasing, I know that in his right hand he holds either the metal ruler or his whip. I whimper, not very surprised to feel the cold metal against my bare ass. I look back at him, my eyes pleading as I watch him raise the ruler. ‘Count them.’ I cry out with every lick, counting helplessly to thirty before begging him to stop.
‘I’ll stop when I’m fucking ready, you slut.’ He says authoritatively. I shake my head quickly, counting out ten more before he drops the ruler. ‘On your knees.’ He tells me next and I slide obediently to my knees in front of him, with my hands behind my back and my face tilted up at him. I watch quietly as he pulls his hard cock from the restriction of his jeans, my body going taut with expectation. ‘Open wide.’
I nod obediently and open my mouth as wide as I can, sliding my mouth down over the thick throbbing shaft of his cock as far as I can on my own. His fingers clutch my hair and I moan, letting the noise vibrate down the entire length of his cock as he moves his hips beneath me. He thrusts every inch of his aching dick down my throat. ‘Close your mouth.’
My lips tighten around his cock obediently as he begins to shove inch after inch in and out from between my lips, stuffing it down my throat until I gag. His hands in my hair continue tugging my head down even more. I suck tightly on his throbbing dick, letting him fuck my throat as hard as he will, my cunt dripping wet with excitement. I listen to him moan, knowing he’s growing nearer and nearer to cumming. When the thrust of his hips become more and more wild, I clutch my Master’s thighs, shoving my mouth down onto his cock. I gag hard, choking and coughing as I feel his dick pulsing in my throat, every drop of his cum running down my abused throat.
I squeal as he snatches my head back, his hot cum splashing across my nose, throat and lips. I do not move, knowing that until I’m given permission, his cum is to stay exactly where it drips down my face. My body is trembling with anticipation, hoping that he’s going to fuck me as he usually does. His body continues to tremble with the aftershock of pleasure and I watch him quietly. He looks back down at me, suddenly remembering that I’m there. ‘Clean off your face.’ He demands and I begin to wipe the cum off with my fingers, licking my lips even as I do so. ‘Lick those fingers clean, bitch.’ He smiles, the gentle expression I’ve become adjusted to betrayed by the fury in his eyes. Slowly, I slide each finger between my lips, licking every drop of it off of them. I moan strangledly at the taste of his cum on my tongue and lips.
‘I was going to fuck you tonight too slut.’ He murmurs quietly as he runs his fingers gently through the hair that’s fallen around my shoulders, framing my face. ‘But you weren’t home and you didn’t call and ask permission to go somewhere.’ I look down at my lap ashamedly, the tears threatening to spill over. ‘So I found someone to relieve my needs with.’ He continues talking to me even as he pulls my hair back, forcing me to meet his eyes.
I suck in a sharp breath at his words, jealousy and hurt flashing across my face. I know in my mind that he has other women, but I am foolishly in love with him. The tears I was fighting against begin to stream down my face. ‘Master..’ I whimper, barely able to choke out the one word. He smiles down at me, having accomplished what he set out to do. I’m no longer horny or in need, the thought of him being with someone else literally turning my stomach.
‘Get up.’ He says quietly, his voice firm. I raise to my feet and begin to walk upstairs to my room that’s adjoined with his. I bite my lip, trying to keep from crying any harder, my body trembling with the effort. He pushes me into my room and closes the door behind me. I hear the lock click into place and I pull my shirt off and over my head. I undo my bra next and slide between the cold sheets, tugging the blanket up under my chin. The tears run down my face as I cry, containing the loud sobs as much as I can.
Eventually, I drift off to sl**p. It is not a peaceful sl**p as I toss and turn through the whole night. I dream of another woman in the arms of my Master, him leaving me for her and I wake up crying. The sun is out now and my door is wide open as he, the man I love and obey, is leaning against the door frame.
I don’t move, looking up at him with red, swollen eyes. I bite back the sudden burst of even more tears. The stinging sensation against the back of my eyeballs is too much to handle and I rub my eyes hard, as if trying to get the sl**p out of them.
Then I roll over, turning my back to him. I close my eyes tightly, trying desperately to dispell all of the images from my dream that are now flashing through my head. I flinch when I feel his hand on my shoulder, not having heard him come up to my bed. He pulls my on my arm slightly and I comply by rolling over to look up at him. I stare silently at him, trying to hide my hurt and knowing that I’m failing miserably.
With a gentleness I wasn’t expecting, he bends over and presses his lips softly against my own swollen lips. I cry out and push against his chest, the vision of him and someone else too fresh in my mind. Understanding my distress, he pulls away slowly and watches me as I fight back tears. I can feel his finger stroke down my wet cheek. I close my eyes, trying to enjoy the gentle touch. ‘I didn’t sl**p with anyone last night pet.’ He whispers so quietly that I can barely hear him.
I open my eyes and peer up at him curiously. ‘But it served my purpose didn’t it? You deserved to be punished sweetie and you know it.’ I snatch away from him quickly, my body taut with betrayal and anger. ‘That… though.. that was.. cruel.’ I whimper frustratedly. I see his eyes flash with a mixture of bemusement and anger.
He stretches out alongside me and pulls my unwilling body to his, all the while dropping soft kisses along my forehead and cheekbones. I sigh quietly, trying not to give in to his pliant kisses but still feeling my body start to melt into his. I look up at him, a mistake on my part. His lips find mine and instinctively I press my body tighter into his, returning the kiss as my anger subsides. ‘Please..’ I whisper quietly.
My arms twine around his neck, clinging to him helplessly. I know that if I become too bold he will stop, but at this point, I am beyond caring. I part my lips invitingly to his, even as he begins to thrust it into my mouth. I suck gently on it, swirling my tongue around his. He rolls us over, placing his lean body on top of mine and I know that he’s holding most of his weight on his arms.
I arch my back slightly and wrap my legs around my Master’s waist. His fingers find my hardened nipples and I feel them pinch lightly, drawing an ecstatic moan from within my throat. I feel his lips against mine turning up into a smile. I tug at his shirt, my body on fire with the need to feel his against mine. He pulls his lips away from my own and snatches his shirt off. I push his boxers down his legs with my feet until he kicks them off.
He places his hands against the insides of my thighs and spreads them open. My naked cunt is dripping with need and I feel his fingers brush against my aching clit. With a sudden movement that stuns me, he thrusts his cock deep inside my tight pussy and I gasp. My eyes close in momentary ecstasy. My breath catches in my throat at the sheer size and strength of him as he begins to move inside me.
‘Pet..’ He groans in delight, setting a fire to my bl**d that wasn’t there before. ‘Oh, please?’ I moan helplessly, my body rising to meet every steady thrust of his hips. With a slow rythym, he continues moving in and out, pushing deeper and deeper yet into my willing cunt. I bite at his shoulders and neck, my body quivering with need beneath his. I know that it won’t be long before my orgasm hits, so easily pleased when it comes to him.
‘Not yet.’ He whispers, denying my incoherent cries to let me cum right now. I feel his hands slip to my throat, stroking gently where my pulse beats wildly beneath my skin. Sliding lower yet, he tweaks one nipple and then the next, drawing an ecstatic cry from me. ‘P..please..Ma..Master..oh please.’ I gasp wantonly, rocking my hips harder under him, causing his cock to move in and out faster.
‘Cum.’ He moans hoarsely, the feel of my hot wet cunt no doubt driving him wild. I clutch his shoulders tightly, my nails digging into his skin as I scream from pleasure. My pussy pulses tightly around his rigid dick, my cum running down his cock and coating my thighs with the evidence of my own physical pleasure.
He groans and I can feel his body stiffen against my own taut flesh, letting me know that he’s growing nearer. His dick grows harder yet and stretches my pussy wider as he begins to throb deep inside me. His body jerks with the intense pleasure of his own cumming, thrusting his cock harder and deeper in me. His cum shoots deep inside the cunt that I’ve promised was his until he decides he doesn’t want me anymore.
His stiff body begins to relax and he collapses on top of me, the weight of him incredible to me. I cling to him, panting from exertion.
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