Her Dom was still asleep so Jenna snuck out of bed. She loved early mornings when she could relax and have a cup of coffee without him breathing down her neck. It was her quiet time to relax and read the paper. She slipped on a soft flannel gown thinking it would be a while before He was up and she wanted to be comfortable. She knew she was breaking a rule wearing clothes without permission, but she thought she knew his habits well enough to risk it. He would not be up for at least another two hours. She was sitting in her favorite chair by the window when some one knocked on the door. She knew she wasn’t allowed to answer door either, but she did not want her Dom to be awakened. He was grumpy as a bear in the morning. Opening it she saw their neighbor Rob. She’d never actually met him as her Dom was very jealous of his property and didn’t ever let her show herself when someone was over.
“Ah you must be Jenna,” he said leaning nonchalantly against the doorjamb. “Mark has told me a bit about you, but not how pretty you are.”
Leaning over Rob ran his hand along the upper part of her breast. She jerked back quickly in shock. Turning to shut the door in his face she ran right into her Dom’s wide chest. He shoved her behind him toward bedroom. One look at his face and he knew she was in trouble.
“Can I help you Rob?” He said with deadly intensity.
Jenna didn’t wait to hear more; she quickly poured her coffee down the sink and returned to the bedroom to wait for His return. Quickly she took off her gown and kneeled facing the corner. She heard the door shut and footsteps thumping heavily toward the bedroom. He didn’t say a word but she heard him behind her breathing. Her heart was thudding loudly under her ribs. He picked up the gown and she heard a rip- pieces of her favorite gown floated around her. She said not a word, nor did she move. She was afraid to enrage him more. She heard him pacing back and forth from door to just behind her. Finally he reached down and yanked her head back painfully by her hair.
“What where you doing?” He practically growled.
“Please Sir,” she practically whined, “this girl apologizes, won’t ever happen again.”
Shoving her down, he said, “And we’re going to make sure it never happens again aren’t we?”
She didn’t respond, knowing that it wouldn’t matter if she did or didn’t when he was like this. She just hoped he’d get his anger out quickly before she really got hurt.
“Assume slave.”
She stood up and leaning over grabbed her ankles leaving her ass up in the air. This was a very difficult position to maintain and he hadn’t asked her to in a long time. She heard the sound of his buckling being removed and she cringed. She wanted to fall to her knees pleading, but knew the punishment would be even worse if he had to ask her to assume the position again. She’d barely registered the whoosh as the belt was whisked through the air before the pain of its hard slap across her buttocks shook her. Tears sprang to her eyes from the stinging pain. She knew his belt well- it was hand tooled, leather, very thick and wide, but it had been a long time since she had felt the pain it brought. Blow after blow rained down with barely a break between them. She had lost count and her knees were wobbling before he finally stopped. She dropped to her knees soon as she heard the belt drop to the floor. Her ass cheeks were throbbing and her stomach was clenched in knots. She curled up in a ball at his feet bawling like a baby. He fell to his knees besides her brushing her hair back away from her eyes.
“Don’t ever make me do that again baby. Promise me.” He looked down at her sternly.
All she could do was nod her head; the pain was so great she had trouble finding her voice through it.
Finally she managed a weak, “Yes Sir. Never again will this girl disobey.”
He scooped her up and laid her in bed. He rubbed some cooling cream on the welts across her ass.
Touching the metal collar engraved with her slave number and his name he said, “You’re mine girl. I don’t want you ever forget that. If you ever talk to another man again I won’t be able to help what I do to you.”
He looked so anguished she reached up and gently touched his face. Slowly and painfully she got off the bed and to her knees before him. Hands behind her back and head down.
“Please Sir this girl was wrong; thank you for correction.”
He stood before her strong once again with order restored. Without a word she reached up and undid his jeans button. Unzipping and pushing his pants down. He lifted his feet so she could tug them off and toss them aside. Looking at his monstrous cock she almost moaned in despair. Last time she’d tried to take him all in her mouth she’d almost choked to death and his cum was so forceful when he shot his load in her mouth she had actually gotten sick; she knew this was the only way to prove her loyalty and love to him once more. After a few disasters he’d never asked her to suck his cock again. Tears still streaking down her face she leaned forward and took him in her hot mouth. Sucking and licking all up and down his hard throbbing length. He quickly grew till he was over nine inches in length. He was so engorged his penis filled her mouth from cheek to cheek. She knew it was important that she take it all. He just stood before her looking down at her not touching her at all. Hands clenched at his side. She knew he wanted to grab her hair and force more, but this was also part of her punishment. He would not touch her. Slowly she forced her mouth further down his cock as his hips thrust helplessly toward her. She reached up and cupped his sacs in her hand squeezing and kneading them in time to her thrusting mouth all up and down his shaft. She forced her mouth further down than she ever had before till his sacs were flush against her chin, then she’d pull back till she was at the tip and back again. She felt herself start to gag but held it back forcing herself to suck harder and longer with each stroke of his hips deep in her mouth. Soon she felt his whole body start to shudder, and at last his large welcome hands grabbed her hair pulling her mouth deep upon his shaft as his cum burst from him in waves gushing down her throat. Holding onto his thighs for dear life she swallowed convulsively over and over. Only a little dripped out and down her chin. Slowly he receded and she licked his head thoroughly cleaning every last drop before letting his limp penis fall out of her mouth. Once again she knelt before him in perfect posture of submission.
He patted her head and said, “Good girl.”
She smiled in relief knowing she was back in his good graces. He gave her the signal to rise. She quickly did so and helped him dress again. Without saying a word he left for work, and she resumed her duties. She breathed a sigh of relief that it was over, and her sore stinging ass would remind her for a few days to come of her mistakes which she swore to herself would never be repeated.
“Ah you must be Jenna,” he said leaning nonchalantly against the doorjamb. “Mark has told me a bit about you, but not how pretty you are.”
Leaning over Rob ran his hand along the upper part of her breast. She jerked back quickly in shock. Turning to shut the door in his face she ran right into her Dom’s wide chest. He shoved her behind him toward bedroom. One look at his face and he knew she was in trouble.
“Can I help you Rob?” He said with deadly intensity.
Jenna didn’t wait to hear more; she quickly poured her coffee down the sink and returned to the bedroom to wait for His return. Quickly she took off her gown and kneeled facing the corner. She heard the door shut and footsteps thumping heavily toward the bedroom. He didn’t say a word but she heard him behind her breathing. Her heart was thudding loudly under her ribs. He picked up the gown and she heard a rip- pieces of her favorite gown floated around her. She said not a word, nor did she move. She was afraid to enrage him more. She heard him pacing back and forth from door to just behind her. Finally he reached down and yanked her head back painfully by her hair.
“What where you doing?” He practically growled.
“Please Sir,” she practically whined, “this girl apologizes, won’t ever happen again.”
Shoving her down, he said, “And we’re going to make sure it never happens again aren’t we?”
She didn’t respond, knowing that it wouldn’t matter if she did or didn’t when he was like this. She just hoped he’d get his anger out quickly before she really got hurt.
“Assume slave.”
She stood up and leaning over grabbed her ankles leaving her ass up in the air. This was a very difficult position to maintain and he hadn’t asked her to in a long time. She heard the sound of his buckling being removed and she cringed. She wanted to fall to her knees pleading, but knew the punishment would be even worse if he had to ask her to assume the position again. She’d barely registered the whoosh as the belt was whisked through the air before the pain of its hard slap across her buttocks shook her. Tears sprang to her eyes from the stinging pain. She knew his belt well- it was hand tooled, leather, very thick and wide, but it had been a long time since she had felt the pain it brought. Blow after blow rained down with barely a break between them. She had lost count and her knees were wobbling before he finally stopped. She dropped to her knees soon as she heard the belt drop to the floor. Her ass cheeks were throbbing and her stomach was clenched in knots. She curled up in a ball at his feet bawling like a baby. He fell to his knees besides her brushing her hair back away from her eyes.
“Don’t ever make me do that again baby. Promise me.” He looked down at her sternly.
All she could do was nod her head; the pain was so great she had trouble finding her voice through it.
Finally she managed a weak, “Yes Sir. Never again will this girl disobey.”
He scooped her up and laid her in bed. He rubbed some cooling cream on the welts across her ass.
Touching the metal collar engraved with her slave number and his name he said, “You’re mine girl. I don’t want you ever forget that. If you ever talk to another man again I won’t be able to help what I do to you.”
He looked so anguished she reached up and gently touched his face. Slowly and painfully she got off the bed and to her knees before him. Hands behind her back and head down.
“Please Sir this girl was wrong; thank you for correction.”
He stood before her strong once again with order restored. Without a word she reached up and undid his jeans button. Unzipping and pushing his pants down. He lifted his feet so she could tug them off and toss them aside. Looking at his monstrous cock she almost moaned in despair. Last time she’d tried to take him all in her mouth she’d almost choked to death and his cum was so forceful when he shot his load in her mouth she had actually gotten sick; she knew this was the only way to prove her loyalty and love to him once more. After a few disasters he’d never asked her to suck his cock again. Tears still streaking down her face she leaned forward and took him in her hot mouth. Sucking and licking all up and down his hard throbbing length. He quickly grew till he was over nine inches in length. He was so engorged his penis filled her mouth from cheek to cheek. She knew it was important that she take it all. He just stood before her looking down at her not touching her at all. Hands clenched at his side. She knew he wanted to grab her hair and force more, but this was also part of her punishment. He would not touch her. Slowly she forced her mouth further down his cock as his hips thrust helplessly toward her. She reached up and cupped his sacs in her hand squeezing and kneading them in time to her thrusting mouth all up and down his shaft. She forced her mouth further down than she ever had before till his sacs were flush against her chin, then she’d pull back till she was at the tip and back again. She felt herself start to gag but held it back forcing herself to suck harder and longer with each stroke of his hips deep in her mouth. Soon she felt his whole body start to shudder, and at last his large welcome hands grabbed her hair pulling her mouth deep upon his shaft as his cum burst from him in waves gushing down her throat. Holding onto his thighs for dear life she swallowed convulsively over and over. Only a little dripped out and down her chin. Slowly he receded and she licked his head thoroughly cleaning every last drop before letting his limp penis fall out of her mouth. Once again she knelt before him in perfect posture of submission.
He patted her head and said, “Good girl.”
She smiled in relief knowing she was back in his good graces. He gave her the signal to rise. She quickly did so and helped him dress again. Without saying a word he left for work, and she resumed her duties. She breathed a sigh of relief that it was over, and her sore stinging ass would remind her for a few days to come of her mistakes which she swore to herself would never be repeated.
