Monday, February 08, 2010
Justice
All week I have gone out of my way to proactively obey the rules – no arguing, helping, offering and generally being a ‘good’ submissive.
I was thinking that Mistress must have noticed, and must be thinking that the little caning She gave me last week has made so much difference. I felt I had been so good that She probably wouldn’t want to cane me again last night.
But, not wanting to attract punishment for not offering, once I was ready for bed I asked if She would like to cane me, and to my surprise She said yes.
I did not question Her – that could lead to extras – and instead got my cuffs and prepared myself, my cock soft with fear at what was to come.
As I got ready She started to lecture me.
In fact, I had earned punishment. I had come downstairs in the afternoon and sat and watched the telly while she did chores – I had not offered any help, just say and relaxed. I should have offered, and because I did not I would be punished.
My cock betrayed me, and started to get hard and She told me off.
I cursed myself for a fool – why had I not offered! Anyway, at least She was going to punish me for it, and so I would learn and not do the same again.
She gave me my 15 disciplinary strokes and got into bed, while I put the whip and cuffs away.
I will get the punishment strokes today (Monday) because She has, very wisely in my opinion, chosen not to mix the two. That way both messages are clear, I guess.
In bed I offered to eat Her pussy. I wanted to feel f the caning had made Her wet. And I wanted to build, if possible, the association between caning me and sexual pleasure for Her alongside my submission.
She thought about it and agreed I could eat Her. So I brought Her to long orgasm after much licking, and then we slept.
Tonight I am for it. She said punishment strokes would be harder than discipline ones. I wonder how hard they will be? My goodness. This could be bad. My cock is rock hard with fear.
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2 comments:
Amazing what we both yearn for and fear. One complements the other.
They do, don't they.
It's 4pm now - only a few hours before She canes me.
I'm hoping time might stop, but if it doesn't, then I'm hoping She'll cane me as hard as She can - really teaching me a lesson, and making me even more submissive to Her....
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