It was late afternoon, and the golden African sun was setting as i cantered back towards the stables, i had been out riding for hours and was feeling so exhilarated. Master was away and i knew i had been forbidden to ride the new stallion until He was home, but oooh.. He is sooooo beautiful. i just could not stop myself! i pushed him onto a gallop to get back before the last of the red and gold disappeared behind the horizon, i had lost track of time… i was in a world of my own….i knew i would have to brush him down and remove all my saddle marks before i turned in for the night, as Master would be inspecting his pride and joy as soon as He got back in the morning!
As i pulled up to the back of the yard, my heart skipped a beat, His cruiser was parked next to the stable block... this was NOT happening…i felt the shiver run through my whole body… i knew i would be punished for my disobedience... my mind started racing… maybe i could slip inside before He noticed that i had been out… i lead the horse through the back entrance and quietly entered the first stall…removing my saddle and tack in a flash…. i placed them on the saddle stand and started to brush the sweat away, just as He came through the door….
Master placed His arms around me and turned me to face HIM… i could see the anger in his eyes… i could feel His disappointment! He placed his hand upon my neck and i dropped to my knees… my eyes cast down, not daring to even look at Him.
He gripped my ponytail and yanked down, forcing my head up and looking into my eyes…”what the fuck, do you think you are doing???” …i start to shake knowing that i had no way out of this situation… i was in the wrong…i looked down once more “ Sorry Sir… i…i … Sorry Sir” the words just will not come…i could feel the tears as the start to run down my cheeks… i felt so bad… i had let Him down…no words could ever begin describe the twisted feeling that rose in my gut, the feeling of having disobeyed my Master.
He roughly pulls me to my feet and i find myself bent over the saddle where it balances on its stand, my body moulding to the contours of the still warm leather… He pushes my hands through the stirrup leathers and secures them … my legs are kicked apart! i feel his body close to me, as the starts talking in my ear… “you know that you have EARNED this, you know you have been BAD, …” my whole body starts to tense in anticipation of what is about to come. i feel his hands as He runs them across the seat of my jodhpurs… He moves away, and my whole body explodes as the first stroke of the crop lands squarely on my arse. i drop my head and steel myself for the next one…. He waits….He clears His throat…suddenly my whole world opens up as the second stroke lands just below the first… “that is 1” he says…. I realize my error, by not counting the strokes, every stroke reverts to 1…’1 Sir, thank You Sir”…crack*….’2 Sir, Thank You Sir’…He continues to give me 4 more, and one for good measure…. He undoes my hands and pulls me into his arms.
Master gently strokes my hair as He kisses away my tears, i know that i deserved this, i had deliberately disobeyed his direct instructions, i had places myself – His most prized possession – in danger – and He will not tolerate that!
He gently lowers me back over the saddle, and pulls my jods down to meet my boots…I winch as He runs His hand gently over my backside… He gently kisses the welts, causing my whole body to shudder. The punishment, now over, he takes me from behind as i allow myself to relax over the saddle, to become one with my Master! He rides me for His pleasure … the strength of his body thrusting against my newly chastised bottom… with each contact the heat spreads throughout my whole body…i know who owns me… i am my Masters pet ….
As i pulled up to the back of the yard, my heart skipped a beat, His cruiser was parked next to the stable block... this was NOT happening…i felt the shiver run through my whole body… i knew i would be punished for my disobedience... my mind started racing… maybe i could slip inside before He noticed that i had been out… i lead the horse through the back entrance and quietly entered the first stall…removing my saddle and tack in a flash…. i placed them on the saddle stand and started to brush the sweat away, just as He came through the door….
Master placed His arms around me and turned me to face HIM… i could see the anger in his eyes… i could feel His disappointment! He placed his hand upon my neck and i dropped to my knees… my eyes cast down, not daring to even look at Him.
He gripped my ponytail and yanked down, forcing my head up and looking into my eyes…”what the fuck, do you think you are doing???” …i start to shake knowing that i had no way out of this situation… i was in the wrong…i looked down once more “ Sorry Sir… i…i … Sorry Sir” the words just will not come…i could feel the tears as the start to run down my cheeks… i felt so bad… i had let Him down…no words could ever begin describe the twisted feeling that rose in my gut, the feeling of having disobeyed my Master.
He roughly pulls me to my feet and i find myself bent over the saddle where it balances on its stand, my body moulding to the contours of the still warm leather… He pushes my hands through the stirrup leathers and secures them … my legs are kicked apart! i feel his body close to me, as the starts talking in my ear… “you know that you have EARNED this, you know you have been BAD, …” my whole body starts to tense in anticipation of what is about to come. i feel his hands as He runs them across the seat of my jodhpurs… He moves away, and my whole body explodes as the first stroke of the crop lands squarely on my arse. i drop my head and steel myself for the next one…. He waits….He clears His throat…suddenly my whole world opens up as the second stroke lands just below the first… “that is 1” he says…. I realize my error, by not counting the strokes, every stroke reverts to 1…’1 Sir, thank You Sir”…crack*….’2 Sir, Thank You Sir’…He continues to give me 4 more, and one for good measure…. He undoes my hands and pulls me into his arms.
Master gently strokes my hair as He kisses away my tears, i know that i deserved this, i had deliberately disobeyed his direct instructions, i had places myself – His most prized possession – in danger – and He will not tolerate that!
He gently lowers me back over the saddle, and pulls my jods down to meet my boots…I winch as He runs His hand gently over my backside… He gently kisses the welts, causing my whole body to shudder. The punishment, now over, he takes me from behind as i allow myself to relax over the saddle, to become one with my Master! He rides me for His pleasure … the strength of his body thrusting against my newly chastised bottom… with each contact the heat spreads throughout my whole body…i know who owns me… i am my Masters pet ….
Author notes
"i read the rules"
In a list
A contest entry
- The Erotic Challenge Season 6 by Master Ktulu.
450 points, ended March 27, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Your tenses seemed a bit off in this one - you spoke about something that had happened and then went on to something that is happening at present.
That didn't work for me ...
The creativity was wonderful though ... so I'm glad that tanzanite has put you in here - (if she didn't I would've
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welcome!
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Thanks hun.. I know i swop over from past to present.. some do find that unnerving, but that was intentional.. I have however changed it to keep the flow a bit more even... hope I can do something special in the challenge
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lol - Nadine? that you???

thanks for changing it - it definitely reads better now
I can guarantee a challenge, that's for sure! Ktulu's challenges are always interesting and they do tend to push the entrant ...
good luck and welcome
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I found a couple of spelling errors, so please go back and look at them through editor's eyes. Other than that, this is a marvelous write! Congrats on being picked as a finalist!


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Thanks hun
I have played around with it a little and corrected a few typo's... I am glad you enjoyed this one.
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Please fix the grammar in some places: i had places myself" instead of placed. I love this story. I love the inner dialogue that speaks to me. I love that you wrote this even though you identify as a Domme. I pick you as one of my three entrants. I know you will do well in this challenge.
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Thanks Tanz... grins... this is one of my favorite writes.. and i think that there will be a few nice ones coming , you know me well enough to know when I write at my best and well I am ecstatically happy at the moment!
hugs You tight
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I like your work. Well done
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This is also really beautiful! A nice mix of emotion and erotisism! I really like your work. Well done!
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Thanks doll, yes this one is nice... not a bad write for a Domme...
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Beautifully written and wonderfully different. I like the Character's personality. This is a great short story and I am looking forward to more hon... keep it up.
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Hi Glad you enjoyed it
I had fun writing this
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Nice movements of the words.
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Thanks, I loved writing this one
Shows a different side of life
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OOOOOOH, this is great, congratulations! I love the story development: the freedom, then the fear and the punishment, then the pleasure and acknowledgement of ownership.
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well I did switch for a while... and can still fully apreciate the headspace...I am glad you like it.
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Brilliant
Oh my GOD, Dragonsong, this is absolutely wonderful. I LOVE it and wow it got me soooo hot too. Wow, i am stunned by this - this is gorgeous and so well written. You would think you are a slave ... Wonderful understanding and beautifully done. Thank you so much for entering my contest.
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