Punishment
You have been challenging and a little, dare I say it, disrespectful to your Sir.
A certain tone in your voice has emerged and I detect something of an early eye-roll when I am speaking to you.
This needs a quick response so that any discourteous behavoiur is corrected very quickly.
You need to be reminded of your position and the way the connection that we have works: this will be done clearly, firmly and with purpose.
I tell you to undress down to your panties quickly and to stand in front of me.
I put my hand under your chin and tilt your head backwards so that our eyes are connected and that you are looking up at your Sir.
All of a sudden your cheek, challenge and misbehaviour evaporates and your mind swirls around the punishment to come.
Not so confident are you?
No eye-rolling and challenge now?
A sudden and growing air of uncertainty is spread across your face.
I bind your wrists together in front of you with my tie and turn you around: you feel my cock through your panties as I pull you into my closeness, anticipating what is to come, possibly.
Only possibly though, because this is about correcting your behaviour.
Time for your blindfold which comes as a surprise as you had expected something else.
I move in front of you and lead you carefully along the floor into the dining room, placing you on your back on the dining table. Your arms push up your boobs making your aching nipples that much easier to see and punish.
I run my crop along the outside of your stunning legs and then inside them using its pressure to part your legs, not striking you but making you aware of the potential it gives me.
Your panties are now very wet and your nipples are begging for my attention. I part your legs with my hands and use the crop to trace out the edges of them and gently tap your pussy with its end, diving down between your legs, making you moan and wriggle as it traces your lips and presses against the wetness that is now seeping through your panties.
Not so confident and challenging now, are you?
The balance has switched back to where it will ALWAYS be. With me.
I tap your nipples with the end of the crop and they respond immediately, becoming very hard and aching.
You tell me very clearly that you are sorry for your poor attitude, that you will not repat this again and that you will be 1000% focused on me.
I tell you that I expect that unconditionally and unreservedly and that this is your ONLY chance to correct the situation.
I remove your panties and tell you that the blindfold is not coming off until I think that you are ready, knowing that lack of vision is heightening your arousal and uncertainty as to what is going to happen next.
I tell you to remain very still, placing the crop with its leather loop resting on the topof your pussy.
I walk away and leave you to think about what is to come next.
After what seems an eternityI return and whisper in your ear that I am back, I am in control and that I expect you to be the best submissive you could ever be.
Nervously you agree and promise to be that and more.
I remove the crop, lift up your legs and fuck you slowly but I do not allow you to cum despite you repeatedly asking me for permission.
I cum inside you and then leave you there, blindfolded and bound, to reflect upon your poor behaviour and commitment to me.