Her First Punishment. Part One

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He stood before her, that look on his face sending a tremor through her body. She glanced down at the switch in his hand and this time couldn’t stop the shudder that raced down her body. She couldn’t take her eyes off the switch, and he knew it.

She watched as the switch hit his hand. Not too hard, and yet it left a faint pink line across his palm. She swallowed so loudly, she was sure he could hear it. Why had she ever suggested that they spice things up in the bedroom?

She met his eyes again and they were dark with heat as he looked back at her, letting his eyes drop and caress every inch of her body.

She wrapped the silk robe around her body and felt herself tense as he brought the switch down, against his own thigh this time. His voice broke the silence, “Well, darling, I’d say it’s about time for you to remove that flimsy little robe and let me see what I’ll be dealing with tonight.” He smacked the switch meaningfully against his leg again. She flinched.

This was her idea. She kept reminding herself. She had brought it up, asked him to be more… dominating. She’d found links on the internet and had never expected it to peak his interest so thoroughly.

At first he’d been hesitant, but after the last two months of playing around, he seemed to have really settled into his role. She met his eyes after they had traveled slowly back up her now naked body. He raised an eyebrow as if to say, “Well?”
She nodded, just slightly. They so often spoke without words these days. She knew it was time for her to accept her punishment.

It no longer mattered what she had done, it was her fault, it had been her choice and she knew this would be the outcome.

She turned and leaned over the bed, bending at the waist until she felt her breasts press against the comforter on the bed. She was both terrified and yet so turned on, she was afraid he’d be able to see how wet she was without even trying. She had a deep ache inside of her that was beyond anything she had experienced thus far. The thought of him being in control of her to this extent was totally new and apparently something her body craved.

He would try the punishments without the restraints this time, but she knew she’d never be able to stay still.

Nonetheless, she clenched her sweaty hands together above her head as tightly as she could. She was determined to try and take her punishment without needing the cuffs on. She heard the switch whistle through the air before it connected with her flesh. It was almost as if she heard the switch as it came in contact with her ass before she felt the searing pain of it. She screamed and her hands were covering her ass before he could swing again. It was as if they had a mind of her own. She could almost see him shake his head.

“Oh, my sweet little one.” She could hear the disappointment in his voice and her heart plummeted. She had failed. It wasn’t a surprise, but still… she felt awful. She slowly brought her hands away and put them back above her head.

Before she could even apologize or register the fact that he hadn’t said another word, the switch came down on her ass again. She had been clenching her teeth so hard, that this time the scream didn’t even have time to escape before he had swung and smacked her the third time.

Her hands reached behind her and he pushed them away. Tears were in her eyes and her ass felt like it was on fire.
She still had five more to go. Eight. Before this had actually started, she had told herself lightly that she could take eight ANYTHING. She hoped she had been right.

This time she clutched her hands together under her body, between her breasts. She would not make him restrain her.
She would not. She lay there, exposed to him, her ass still burning, but feeling a little less painful.

The seconds ticked on and she wondered what he was doing. What was he waiting for? She was ready! Her temper started to flare and it was all she could do to stay still. It wouldn’t be very cubmissive of her to tell him to hurry. No, that wouldn’t go over well at all. She felt the ache again, that deep ache that only he could soothe.

‘Oh dear god, please…’ she thought. Desperate to ease the ache, she tried to subtly push against the bed.

He let out a low chuckle that made her ache even more. He knew exactly what he was doing to her. ‘So, my Little One, are you having an issue?” His deep voice had always been sexy as hell to her, but now it practically sent her over the edge.

“Please…” she felt pathetic, she was practically whimpering at him.

“What was that?” She could hear the damn smile in his voice. He was loving this! She clenched her teeth together and pressed her thighs together. She would get through this. She felt the bed shift as he stood back up.

Smack Smack Smack The switch hit her three more times without a break. A muffled scream came out of her mouth in surprise at the new assault on the tender flesh of her ass. She was afraid she was going to break her own fingers, clenching them together, but she’d done it! She hadn’t tried to guard herself this time! She smiled a triumphant smile before remembering that she had two more strikes left. She couldn’t even remember what she’d done wrong this time. She didn’t care. She would never go against his orders again. This whole ‘punishment’ thing was much worse than she thought it would be.

SMACK!

“Holy SHIT!” she actually yelled before she caught herself. Had he just hit her even harder? Or was just just that sore? She intertwined her fingers together, hoping beyond all hope that she could hold on. Just one more… one more and she’d be done.

SMACK!

The skin on her ass felt like it was surely split open with that last strike. Holy shit. A sob escaped her and she let the tears flow onto the pillow. It was if the physical pain released some sort of floodgates and she was just crying and aching and feeling like pure emotion. She felt his hand on her ass, caressing, soothing. He had some sort of cream or lotion to soothe her surely red skin. She felt him lift her so she was on the bed and she just let the tears flow as he rubbed the cream all over her skin.

The tears started to ease as she felt his gentle touch continue. Caressing along the soft flesh, rubbing a little bit more firmly on that spot, just above her ass, right there in the middle of her back that turned her on so much. She was on fire for him again, the ache crying out for her to roll over, to so something to get him inside of her.

She started to roll and he pressed her back down, “No, you aren’t going to turn over right now, Little One.” His hands never stopped moving, “Trust me, you wouldn’t like it anyway.” His hand dipped between her thighs and she thrust up against him. “Oh, well now. Someone’s a little eager… did I go a little too easy on you with that spanking?”

“No!” She gasped as his fingers dipped a little deeper between her legs, “I mean, no Sir. It was good. I mean, I’m sorry.”

“That’s a little better,” His fingers were slick with the cream and probably with her now as well. Seeking between the folds of her dripping wet flesh, she heard him moan when he realized how turned on she was. “Well, you apparently didn’t hate it too much,” he said as he made room for his hand between her thighs and thrust a couple of his fingers inside of her.

She gasped and spread her legs further. She actually cried out as he pulled away from her, but he was just pressing her back to the bed again.

“Now, Little One. I’d think you’d have learned. I’m in charge tonight. Not you. You promised me that you would do whatever I wanted this evening, and right now, I want you to stay still. Is that understood?”

She mumbled somewhat coherently, “Yes, Sir.” and nodded as well, for good measure.

“All right then,” She felt his hands run down the inside of her legs and press her knees wide, almost as wide as they would go. His hands ran up each of her thighs with agonizing slowness.

To Be Continued Tomorrow Night