Today we got a little bit back on track. I am still sleeping in our bed, I have no idea how long this will last but am thankful for each night.
I woke to the buzzing of my alarm and waited for him in the bathroom as usual, and once I was done servicing him went down to make him some breakfast.
He ate pretty quickly, and let me know that there wouldn’t be anybody around the house today so I was to remain nude. He talked a bit about the house and some tentative schedules on when it should be finished (him and his guys are doing the work). He told me how a few of the guys had questioned the cameras in the more private rooms, but when I asked him what he told them he just laughed. I’m sure this was done just to drive me crazy, I really can’t see him explaining the truth to all of them.
Before he left he pointed out that there was plenty of cleaning for me to do to keep busy until I heard from him with my writing assignment.
I spent pretty much all of the morning cleaning the house, which is actually really awkward without clothing.
He FaceTimed me about noon and ordered me up to our bathroom. Once I got in to the bathroom he told me to lay in the tub and clean myself out. I did as I was told and inserted the water into myself. It has been awhile now since I have had to do this and it was just as hard to hold in as it was the first time. Just four minutes in to then 15 I was begging him to let me release, about six minutes in I could hear other guys come in to his office. The cramping in my stomach was horrible, and I was thinking there was no way I could hold it, but with other people in the room I wasn’t able to ask permission again so I just got up and released the water.
He couldn’t say a word, but I could see in his face that I had messed up, then the phone disconnected.
I was pretty worried at that point, but managed to flush myself 2 more times as I was told before, neither of them did I manage the 15 minutes though.
I didn’t hear from him again until about two when he texted me telling me to grab a wooden spoon from the kitchen, put it between my teeth and wait with my knees on the 5th step and my forehead on 7th step, and to leave my phone on the table.
I did as I was told and waited, it was still several hours before he came home, and with no real idea of the tone it seemed like days.
Finally I could hear the garage door opening, I knew I was in for some trouble, but welcomed it at this point if it meant I would be getting off the stairs soon.
The garage door was closing as he opened the door to the house. My heart began to race as I could hear him behind me.
He reached over and pulled the spoon from my mouth and began to speak.
“How many minutes did you hold it the first time?”
7, I said.
“And the second?”
7, again
“And the third?”
8
“ how many are you suppose to hold it?”
15.
“Add how many minutes you failed”
23 minutes
He spread my legs apart and started tapping the spoon against my pussy.
“Count loud”
The spoon came up hard against my pussy and I shouted one.
This continued on, around 9 I had had enough that it was becoming hard to hold my position.
By fifteen I was fighting back the urge to crawl up the stairs and keep my legs open. I finally shouted out 23 and clamped my legs shut.
“Did I tell you that you could shut your legs?”
I didn’t say a word, just opened them back up quickly.
“Crawl up the stairs and lay across the ottoman”
I did as I was told, the pain between my legs making it more difficult
I reached the ottoman and bent over it as I was told.
He disappeared up the second set of stairs and returned a few moments later taking a seat behind me.
I felt the now familiar coolness as he began working the lube in to me.
He ordered me up and to straddle him. I did as I was told and he lined himself up, then gave me the order to sit.
It has been a bit now since he has been in my ass and he felt just as tight as the first time. I had a hard time lowering myself down, but finally managed.
As I was sitting on his lap he reached over to the arm of the couch and grabbed two nipple clamps, but these were different than the ones he had put on me before, they each had little balls attached to the ends.
He sucked each of my nipples hard in to his mouth, which I’m sure was supposed to be painful, but with the pain in my ass it wasn’t really felt much. He attached each clip to my nipple. These hurt much more than the previous ones as he put them on, and as he let go the pain got worse as the pulled my nipples.
He ordered my hands behind my head and for me to start riding him. I tried the best I could but it felt like the lube had disappeared and I was completely dry. As I rocked the balls would sway. It was hard to decide which one was hurting more.
He didn’t seem to happy with my attempt at a slow approach and put his hands on my hips and started guiding me obviously faster and harder.
This went on for what seemed like forever, the pain in my ass and nipples was soon accompanied by my thighs burning from holding the awkward position.
After he finally finished inside me he made me aware of how many times I had dropped my hands from behind my head and told me to crawl up to the bathroom.
I did as I was told and he followed me up. He began running the bath and left. He came back a few minutes later with three large bags of ice we keep in the downstairs deep freezer for his work coolers and dumped them in the tub. Once it was full he told me to climb in.
I did as he told me to very slowly. It didn’t seem to bad at first, but as I lowered my upper body it took my breath away.
He explained as I sat there that I needed to be more aware of his orders in the moment and make a better attempt at following through. He reminded me that the two weeks of easy punishments are over and that he would be disciplining me much harder.
I soaked for maybe forty five minutes, it became easier as the time went on and felt really good on my swollen pussy and ass.
Once he decided I had had enough he ordered me out but didn’t allow me to dry. He told me to wait on our bedroom floor in the humble position.
I did as I was told as he took his shower and got ready for bed. When he was done he sat in the chair and ordered me over his lap.
I guess the spanking I received earlier doesn’t take away from my nightly one.
He began spanking me as he has been doing for every night now then ordered me to edge myself.
I have become a bit better at this but not great. It still takes s lot of stopping and restarting for me to reach my fifteen minutes.
I finished successfully and was ordered in to the bed, I’m grateful that I’m not sleeping on the floor but was nowhere near tired.
I tossed and turned for awhile but eventually drifted off to sleep.
