This is the second installment of the story. It picks up right where part one ended. So read that one and come back. Thanks for reading!
I am in this position for what feels like an eternity. Shifting my weight, I lift my foot to shake the pins and needles out. Immediately regretting my actions as the blow of a belt spreads across my ass cheeks. "You were told to not move" Masters voice, deep and full of authority, reminds me. He follows up with a warning that I will regret it if I embarrass him again. I meekly tell Him that I am so very sorry, I forgot myself and that it will not happen again. He responds with a "we shall see". Berating myself for making such a silly mistake, I tell my inner slave that I knew better, how foolish of me. My thoughts are interrupted by the sharp sting of a switch on the backs of my thighs. I hear the whistle as it cuts through the air and strikes me again, and again, and again. The Stranger stating He will not tolerate another lapse in compliance. The final whack lands on the insides of my knees.
My punisher tosses the switch onto the bed and grabs me by my hips. I have been aroused to the point of being uncomfortable. My pussy is so wet, He has no trouble sliding into me. Agonizingly slow, He buries Himself deep and grinds hard against my backwall. A low moan escapes in the form of a question. Master answers by telling me I can and will make noise. I will show my appreciation for being used. Masters guest yanks my arms back and grips my wrists tightly at the small of my back. Each thrust is harder than the one before. On the edge of an orgasm, I ask for permission before I fall off that cliff. He tells me if His cumslut even thinks of cumming before He allows it, she will be more sorry than earlier. He picks up his pace and I can't hold it back any longer. He ignores my pleas as I beg for release. With a grunt He stabs into me one last time delivering His second load of the night. This pushes my body over the edge, and it explodes around His cock. I dare not move as he pulls out, our mixed juices dripping down the inside of my leg. He leans over and whispers heavily into my ear "turn over'.
The Dom pinches my nipples hard and twists them tsking at me "so the bitch is disobedient again?" He slaps both of my tits at the same time then pushes my legs wide, leaving me exposed. I didn't notice the belt in his hand until it came down with a loud clap. My clit erupted with pain, and I cried out. The Man turned to my Master asking Him how many licks I should get for my transgression. Master studies me for a moment before he says "twenty should teach a good lesson". The Dom turns His attention back to me. "Count whore!" Tears escape from my closed eyes as I count out loud to twenty. I hardly felt the belt as it was lain across my stomach after the final strike. Without so much as a glance, Master and The Dom walk out of the room. Leaving me on my back, in a fog.
Sorry to do this but,
To be continued again...
