She knew that Master was upset with her. She’d been willful and disobedient all week. She just couldn’t seem to help herself. She knew that she’d come into this life willingly, and had signed the papers making her her Master’s property. None of that mattered. She just couldn’t behave and follow simple orders without being mouthy. Her Master spanked her, refused to let her cum, and even left her alone for a week, which really hurt, but none of it mattered. She just couldn’t behave.
She knew today was going to be another punishment, and she was prepared. Her Master left her kneeling on the floor, and didn’t return for quiet some time. When he finally came back there was a huge bald man in leathers behind him carrying a wooden paddle. She looked at her Master fearfully, but he walked to the corner of the room, and turned his back to her not saying one word. Her heartbeat sped up, and she whispered, “Master,” starting toward him. She hadn’t even got to her feet before the huge behemoth grabbed her neck and pulled her into his lap. She was straddled over one of his huge meaty legs, while his other leg was locked behind hers pulling her ass cheeks apart. One of his giant hands grabbed both her small ones and held them painfully behind her back.
“Please Master,” she sobbed looking toward him, but he didn’t move a muscle. He stayed with his back turned, and his hands clenched behind his back. She struggled but it was useless. The grip on her was solid iron. There was no softness in this man anywhere. She braced herself when he raised up that big paddle, but there was no bracing for the pain that raced swiftly up her ass cheek into her spine. Shock waves blossomed in her stomach making her feel sick. She’d never felt a burning fire like this. She cried loudly, her sobs filling the room, begging her Master for leniency. She’d never ever be bad again, she swore to him. It was like talking to a wall; he didn’t turn and look at her once.
The paddle kept falling over and over. She lost track of how many times it struck, as the pain took over her world. When it finally stopped she almost fainted from relief. Her ass was burning badly, and she knew her cheeks must be bright red, and would bruise painfully tomorrow. Her sobs echoed loudly in the room, as the punisher stood up letting her drop painfully to the floor. Her hands were numb from his steely grip and she couldn’t catch herself. She lay there curled in crying. That lasted only a moment, before the punisher grabbed her hair forcing her to kneel before him. She saw no mercy in his gaze, as the tears tracked down her face. Unzipping his leather pants he freed the biggest, thickest penis she’d ever seen. She’d barely had time to fear it, before he forced her forward making her take all of him in her mouth. Gagging she tried to move back, but she couldn’t move from his iron grip. Pulling her hair painfully he forced her to suck him in to the hilt, and back out again. She felt like she was choking to death, but she had no choice, but to accept him fully down her throat over and over.
The one time she gagged a little his hand tightened painfully on her neck, and she hadn’t dared to gag again. Soon as he was hard, his prick so huge her mouth barely fit around it, he forced her back to her feet. Taking some rope, he tied it around her wrists cruelly tight and tossed it over a hook in the ceiling. Pulling her till she was almost standing on tiptoe, he tied the rope from the hook. Her arms were on fire, the pull in her shoulders unbearable. She’d barely had time to look once at her Master, but his back was still turned from her, before the punisher moved behind her and shoved his huge cock deep in her still sore and throbbing ass. She screamed loudly, but he seemed to like that, and fucked her asshole harder. The pain in her shoulders was nothing to his huge dick breaking her in half as he thrust hard against her. She thought nothing could be worse, but she was wrong as she saw his hand come around her holding a huge pink rubber dildo. He shoved it deep in her cunt pushing it in hard. She screamed and thrashed, but there was nowhere to get away from the tearing pain.
His penis and the dildo fucked her in a matching rhythm so that they both almost met deep in her stomach. The punisher seemed to have arms everywhere as one snaked around and viciously pinched and pulled her nipple. Her whole body was on fire. She’d never felt such pain. Her insides were scratched and raw from his hard, thrusting, pounding painful entrance. She couldn’t breathe or think from the fire consuming her body. Every inch of her felt raw and abused, and it never seemed to stop. His balls slapping her sore ass over and over, shoving the huge dildo deep in her cunt till his hand slapped against her, and his hand pinching and pulling her nipple till it felt like it was going to fall off.
She felt him shudder behind her, and knew he was about to cum. Without warning he cut the rope letting her fall to the floor hard. Pulling her up by the hair he shoved his thick wet penis deep down her throat. Forcing her to fuck him with her mouth, shoving it further then she thought she could stand. Only his hand in her hair was holding her up as he fucked her mouth for what felt like forever, but couldn’t have been that long. Soon he came shuddering holding tightly to her hair as his thick viscous cum filled her mouth. Swallowing convulsively she tried to get it all down, before she choked. He had no mercy and held her till he was done, and then tossed her to the floor like a broken rag doll.
She lay not able to move, barely able to breathe, his cum trickling from her lip, as he turned and walked out of the room not looking back. Only then did her eyes turn once more to her Master. She saw his hands were red where they gripped each other behind his back, and his shoulders trembled. She tried to crawl toward him whispering, “Master please,” between cracked and swollen lips. He turned then, and she saw a tear slip down his cheek. He was at her side in an instant cradling her lovingly. Lifting her gently he put her in bed, and grabbing a wet washcloth bathed her sore, battered cunt gently. Looking down at her he said, “Don’t ever make me do that again.”
“I won’t,” she promised over, and over. Holding him like a lifeline. He was her savior, and lover, and she would never cross him again. “I love you Master,” were her last words, as she finally drifted into a much needed healing sleep. Her thoughts centered on her kind, loving Master.
She knew today was going to be another punishment, and she was prepared. Her Master left her kneeling on the floor, and didn’t return for quiet some time. When he finally came back there was a huge bald man in leathers behind him carrying a wooden paddle. She looked at her Master fearfully, but he walked to the corner of the room, and turned his back to her not saying one word. Her heartbeat sped up, and she whispered, “Master,” starting toward him. She hadn’t even got to her feet before the huge behemoth grabbed her neck and pulled her into his lap. She was straddled over one of his huge meaty legs, while his other leg was locked behind hers pulling her ass cheeks apart. One of his giant hands grabbed both her small ones and held them painfully behind her back.
“Please Master,” she sobbed looking toward him, but he didn’t move a muscle. He stayed with his back turned, and his hands clenched behind his back. She struggled but it was useless. The grip on her was solid iron. There was no softness in this man anywhere. She braced herself when he raised up that big paddle, but there was no bracing for the pain that raced swiftly up her ass cheek into her spine. Shock waves blossomed in her stomach making her feel sick. She’d never felt a burning fire like this. She cried loudly, her sobs filling the room, begging her Master for leniency. She’d never ever be bad again, she swore to him. It was like talking to a wall; he didn’t turn and look at her once.
The paddle kept falling over and over. She lost track of how many times it struck, as the pain took over her world. When it finally stopped she almost fainted from relief. Her ass was burning badly, and she knew her cheeks must be bright red, and would bruise painfully tomorrow. Her sobs echoed loudly in the room, as the punisher stood up letting her drop painfully to the floor. Her hands were numb from his steely grip and she couldn’t catch herself. She lay there curled in crying. That lasted only a moment, before the punisher grabbed her hair forcing her to kneel before him. She saw no mercy in his gaze, as the tears tracked down her face. Unzipping his leather pants he freed the biggest, thickest penis she’d ever seen. She’d barely had time to fear it, before he forced her forward making her take all of him in her mouth. Gagging she tried to move back, but she couldn’t move from his iron grip. Pulling her hair painfully he forced her to suck him in to the hilt, and back out again. She felt like she was choking to death, but she had no choice, but to accept him fully down her throat over and over.
The one time she gagged a little his hand tightened painfully on her neck, and she hadn’t dared to gag again. Soon as he was hard, his prick so huge her mouth barely fit around it, he forced her back to her feet. Taking some rope, he tied it around her wrists cruelly tight and tossed it over a hook in the ceiling. Pulling her till she was almost standing on tiptoe, he tied the rope from the hook. Her arms were on fire, the pull in her shoulders unbearable. She’d barely had time to look once at her Master, but his back was still turned from her, before the punisher moved behind her and shoved his huge cock deep in her still sore and throbbing ass. She screamed loudly, but he seemed to like that, and fucked her asshole harder. The pain in her shoulders was nothing to his huge dick breaking her in half as he thrust hard against her. She thought nothing could be worse, but she was wrong as she saw his hand come around her holding a huge pink rubber dildo. He shoved it deep in her cunt pushing it in hard. She screamed and thrashed, but there was nowhere to get away from the tearing pain.
His penis and the dildo fucked her in a matching rhythm so that they both almost met deep in her stomach. The punisher seemed to have arms everywhere as one snaked around and viciously pinched and pulled her nipple. Her whole body was on fire. She’d never felt such pain. Her insides were scratched and raw from his hard, thrusting, pounding painful entrance. She couldn’t breathe or think from the fire consuming her body. Every inch of her felt raw and abused, and it never seemed to stop. His balls slapping her sore ass over and over, shoving the huge dildo deep in her cunt till his hand slapped against her, and his hand pinching and pulling her nipple till it felt like it was going to fall off.
She felt him shudder behind her, and knew he was about to cum. Without warning he cut the rope letting her fall to the floor hard. Pulling her up by the hair he shoved his thick wet penis deep down her throat. Forcing her to fuck him with her mouth, shoving it further then she thought she could stand. Only his hand in her hair was holding her up as he fucked her mouth for what felt like forever, but couldn’t have been that long. Soon he came shuddering holding tightly to her hair as his thick viscous cum filled her mouth. Swallowing convulsively she tried to get it all down, before she choked. He had no mercy and held her till he was done, and then tossed her to the floor like a broken rag doll.
She lay not able to move, barely able to breathe, his cum trickling from her lip, as he turned and walked out of the room not looking back. Only then did her eyes turn once more to her Master. She saw his hands were red where they gripped each other behind his back, and his shoulders trembled. She tried to crawl toward him whispering, “Master please,” between cracked and swollen lips. He turned then, and she saw a tear slip down his cheek. He was at her side in an instant cradling her lovingly. Lifting her gently he put her in bed, and grabbing a wet washcloth bathed her sore, battered cunt gently. Looking down at her he said, “Don’t ever make me do that again.”
“I won’t,” she promised over, and over. Holding him like a lifeline. He was her savior, and lover, and she would never cross him again. “I love you Master,” were her last words, as she finally drifted into a much needed healing sleep. Her thoughts centered on her kind, loving Master.
