kristen's punishment

Pacing around the house, Master Terry was trying to calm Himself down before kristen arrived home. He was upset, to say the least with her for her actions this weekend. He had given her permission to go to her parent’s house for the weekend, wanting her to enjoy herself and spend some time with her family. Family was important to Him and He encouraged kristen to spend as much time as possible with her family. What He was upset about was the fact that kristen decided to go out with a few friends to a new club that had opened up in town. The fact that she hadn’t informed Him of her plans was alone enough to upset Him, but the friends she had decided to go with really pushed Him over the edge. They were wild and loved to party, the girls didn’t think a thing about picking up strange men to sleep with and the guys that they went with that night, well to put it mildly, they were not the sort of people that Master Terry preferred to keep company with.

When kristen walked into the door, Master Terry turned on her, grabbing her by her arms and started dragging her towards the kitchen. kristen was shocked at how fast He reacted and the grip on her arms was strong enough to cause her to gasp with the pain, but she bit it off and let Him drag her without a struggle. When Master Terry opened the basement door without a word, she knew that her punishment would be severe and tried to steel herself for what lay ahead.

Master Terry had remodeled the basement and turned it into a dungeon. It was down here where He administered His punishments. It wasn’t often that He punished kristen, and only did so when she really stepped over the lines. She knew that this weekend she had ran and dashed over the lines and the fact she did so without thinking how it would make Master Terry feel, that she had disappointed her Master, she was already hurting inside and welcome any punishment He decided to bestow on her. She only hoped that she could take the punishment like a good slut and not let Him down again.

At the bottom of the stairs, Master Terry switched on the lights and still holding kristen’s arms, He pulled her to the center of the room. There He made her stand on the two sliding blocks He had built into the floor. Once on the blocks, He strapped her ankles into place and then He cuffed her wrists to the restraints He had hanging by chains that were mounted to the ceiling. He then leaned down and slid the blocks away from each other, locking them into place once her legs were spread as wide as they could go.

“I hope My slut had a good time this weekend.” He reached over to her, letting His fingers trail the tears that had sprung to her eyes.

“Master, i’m sorry.” kristen whispered.

"Sorry? Sorry for what kristen?”

“Master, i am sorry for letting you down, for abusing the trust You have in me, please Master, i wasn’t thinking and deserve Your punishment, but i am sorry. i never want to have You disappointed in me again.”

Master Terry walked to the workbench at the far end of the room. kristen could hear Him as He picked up and then place back items. After several minutes Master Terry came back to kristen. Placing the items He had chosen for tonight’s punishment on the floor, Master Terry reached up and slap one of kristen’s breast. Seeing the redness, He then slapped the other so that they matched. He then proceeded to clamp her nipples and gave the clamps a twist. kristen bit down on her lower lip in order to refrain from making any sounds.

Master Terry walked behind kristen and grabbed her by her ass. Spreading her cheeks, He then shoved something up her ass. “you better clench those muscles slut, I don’t want to see that ginger fall to the floor.” Stepping back, He watched for a few minutes as the ginger started to take affect. He watched as kristen strained to keep the burning ginger inside her. He watched as she tried to remain still but unable to do so, while clinching her ass together, she was wiggling as much as her restraints let her. Stepping back from her, He then raised His crop and let it fall upon her white skin. The crop made a whistling noise as it rained down on her ass, leaving a delicious trail of red marks. Trying to hold her cries in, kristen was struggling to keep still, and to keep the ginger in place. The ginger was burning in her ass, but also with the blows of the crop, together they were arousing her, making her wet with desire.

After ten minutes, Master Terry removed the ginger and went around to kristen. “Open your mouth slut.” kristen obediently opened her mouth. Without a word, Master Terry shoved her plug into her mouth. It was the biggest plug He had and He knew how she hated when He used it on her. Twirling the plug inside her mouth, He fucked her mouth, getting the plug nice and wet. He withdrew the plug, and went behind her. Reaching down between her spread legs, He felt her wetness with His hand. Laughing at His wanton slut’s desire and need, He took her clit between two fingers, tugging and teasing her, making her desire mount, making her need of Him that much stronger. Withdrawing His hand, He then placed her plug inside her wet, needy cunt, coating the rubber toy with her juice as He slowly began penetrating her with it. Unable to move, kristen closed her eyes and enjoyed her Master’s play. Wanting to beg Him to take her right then, she kept quiet, not wanting to anger Him more. Master knew her need for Him.

Without warning, Master Terry jerked the plug out of her vagina, and just as quickly He shoved it up her ass. Smacking her ass, He instructed her to hang onto it that it better not fall out of her. If the plug did fall, He would punish her more severely then He had ever before.

Walking around to kristen, He grabbed one of the clamps on her breast, pulling it up and out. Holding her breast in one hand, He lifted His crop with the other and brought it down onto the clamp. Watching the pain flash across her face, He chuckled, “Does My slut still feel the need to go out without permission?”

Holding back her cry, kristen shook her head no.

“I’m sorry kristen, but I can’t hear your head.”

“no Master.”

Lifting the other breast in His hand, Master Terry once again brought down His crop, making contact with the clamp. He kept His gaze on her face, watching her struggle with her cries, and smiling with approval, He lower the crop and began teasing her between her thighs, running it over her sensitive skin, bringing it up closer to her clit. He let the crop dance across her skin, slightly inserting pressure against her swollen clit. He then let the crop play across her pussy lips, and she let a low moan escape her lips as she tried to arch her body forward to meet His crop.

“So My cunt wants a little play from her Master does she?”

“please Master.”

“Please what, slut?”

“please Master, let Your slut have Your crop.”

Master Terry lowered the crop down between her legs, and then with a quickness that caught her by surprise, He brought it back up, smacking her exposed swollen, wet cunt. Wincing from the pain, kristen, bit down again on her lips, tears streaming from her eyes, as she felt her body jerk.

After five more smacks with the crop against her cunt, Master Terry asked her if she still wanted His crop for pleasure. He could barely hear her yes as He trail the crop up her thighs and bringing it again to her cunt. He inserted the crop handle and gave her permission to enjoy herself.

Straining against the leather strapped around her ankles to keep her in place, kristen managed to raise herself up a little and began to ride her Master’s crop. He smiled at her with amusement as He held the crop in place for her. When she closed her eyes, He knew that she was close to cumming, and He removed the crop from her. Seeing her look of disappointment, He chided her for trying to cum without permission. He had given her permission to enjoy but not to cum.

Walking back around her, He reached down for the plug and gave it a few twists. kristen squirmed with the movement of the plug, drawing in her breath. Master Terry then stepped back and began using the crop again on her ass. With each firm smack of the crop, her ass became redder and redder, with a tinge of whiteness outlining the welts. To Him it was a beautiful sight, and He stepped back to admire His work.

When Master Terry tired of the crop, He took it back to where He kept His toys and instruments, then went back to His slut and unlocked the blocks so that He could slide them back together again. He released the straps around her ankles and then reached up and released her from her cuffs.

Helping her down from the blocks, He then led her to the spanking table, where He helped her up and into position. Again He strapped her legs to the side of the table so that her legs were spread and her ass and cunt was exposed to Him. Picking up His favorite paddle, He began spanking her ass. With her head buried into the sheet of the table, her cries were muffled but He could still hear them.

After several hard spanks, He reached down and removed the plug, and stepping back, Master Terry began to unzip His pants, never taking His eyes off of kristen’s exposed, deliciously wet pussy lips..............