You call me to tell me to be ready by 8 pm, you're going to be coming over for a visit, during the call you specifically tell me to wear a pair of stockings, a short tight skirt, a sheer blouse and my hair in a ponytail. Once the call ends I look at the clock on the mantle and it says 6:30 pm without much time I rush upstairs to shower and shave quickly, knowing you want me smooth always.
Once out of the shower, I paint my nails a dark red you had mentioned in a previous conversation and as they dry I scrounge in my walk in closest to see what I have per request.
Shaking my head and not seeing the stockings you mentioned as I've not had a chance to buy a new pair recently, I slide on a pair of hose instead. Knowing that the stockings would end mid thigh with a garter would have been the better choice, I sigh and pull the sheer black hose over my legs and bottom. Grabbing a short black pencil cut skirt I slip that over my hose, running my nervous hands down the skirt to flatten any stray wrinkles. Slipping into a sheer blood red blouse I button it over my breasts and smile when I see how my new lace bra accentuates them. Slipping into a pair of heels, I look over to see that it is 7:45 already, grabbing my brush, I quickly pull my ponytail up and high.
Going downstairs I await for you, hearing a knock on the door, I say, “It's open, Sir.” Quickly standing up waiting for your entrance into the living room. As you look over my outfit I see the disappointment in your eyes, looking to the floor I know that choosing hose was not the best one.
As you walk over to me, you gently grab me by the neck lifting my face to yours, “Ginny you look breathtaking, however, those are not stockings” With a small whisper, “Yes Sir, I had hose and did not think it would be that much of a difference.” As you apply just a little bit of pressure on my throat, your voice gets darker, “I did not ask for hose, I told you to be ready in stockings. You will need to be punished Ginny.”
As you pull me close you crush your mouth to mine in an almost bruising kiss, nipping my bottom lip you leave a mark. “Ginny I want you to go get me a proper beer and a pair of scissors, Now!” With a perplexed look on my face I stumble slightly in the heels and turn around to go to the kitchen. You take a seat in an overstuffed chair I have in the corner of my living room as I'm pouring your beer into a glass.
Walking back with scissors in one hand and your beer in my other, I can't help but wonder what is going to happen next. Handing you your beer and the scissors I stand and await what will happen next. “Turn around Ginny, bend over and pull your skirt up a little.” doing as I'm told I hear you sigh as my ass is presented to you. “Do not move Baby, I do not want to cut you, but I will be using the scissors to fix these hose.”
With a gulp I take a deep breath and feel you pull the stocking away from my ass, cutting a hole large enough to show off my smooth pussy and round ass. Once you cut enough of my hose, I hear your intake of breath when you slide a finger through my pussy lips. “You are so sexy, Ginny, but punishment is coming.” Grabbing my hips you bring me closer and I feel your nose inhale my scent. Blushing a bright red from my breasts to my face I try not to wiggle as I feel your hot breath on me.
With a quick swipe of your tongue you find me wet and ready for you, nipping my pussy lips I moan low. As you push me away, “Turn around slowly Ginny.” as I turn around I see you taking your tie off leaving the knot intact. Sliding it over my neck you tighten it just right, as you stand I'm pulled up by the tie. “Now Ginny, are you ready for your punishment from Sir?” Nodding a yes and a small whispered, “Yes Sir.” You lead me to my bedroom where you have a few things ready for play times.
Being led to the bedroom by Sir and his tightened tie around my neck. Feeling the wetness between my legs, I shiver exquisitely in anticipation of the punishment I know I deserve for not wearing stockings as requested by Sir.
“Sir, I do apologize. I will make sure to follow instructions to the letter next time.” Feeling a small tug on the tie, I am pulled back against your chest, feeling you slide your hand from my waist slowly up my side to my hair and wrapping your right hand into my locks. Tugging lightly I feel my head pulled back and my back arches.
You begin to walk backwards towards the bed, not able to see what is lying on the bed, I shiver when you stop against the bed. Your voice is deep and demanding, “Close your eyes and climb up onto the bed on all fours. Now.”
Closing my eyes tight, I feel my skirt get tight on my ass as I climb up onto the bed. Kneeling on all fours I feel a tug on the tie and a warmth as you slide a blindfold over my eyes. “Head to the mattress Ginny.” doing as instructed I lay my head against the bed and wonder what will come next.
“I think your punishment should be sense deprivation, make you wonder what will be coming next. Spread your legs wider, and don't move your head from the bed.” pulling on my skirt I spread my legs as told, feeling a hand slide up my right ankle I try not to shiver, something soft is tied to my leg against the post on the edge of the bed. This is done to both legs and I whimper before I can stop myself.
You stand over my body watching as my legs quiver and shake. I lie there with my eyes covered and head against the bed. Listening to all of the sounds around me, all I can hear in the bedroom is my breathing, I cannot tell where you are at this point. With a quick flick of your wrist I feel the flogger hit my ass, with a cry my body jumps.
A series of quick flicks and I can feel all 18 strands of leather fly across my skin, knowing it would be best not to make a sound, I bite my lower lip hard. I can hear the rustle of your pants as you walk closer and swing the flogger down harder than before, testing to see if I will keep my silence, my hands dig into the blankets and I can almost taste blood from biting my lip.
With a deep rasp to your voice, “Ginny, will you disappoint me again?” Flick of the flogger across my thighs a small gasp escapes, “What will you wear the next time I tell you to be ready?” Harder flick of your wrist and I can feel the blood rushing to my skin. Unable to gold the cries in any longer, “ I am sorry Sir! I-i-i-i will not disappoint you again. When you tell me stockings I will wear stockings. Please forgive me.” A small whimpers escapes as I dig my hands deeper into the blankets on the bed.
Listening attentively I can hear the flogger whistle through the air and impact against my sore, wet dripping pussy, I scream out, “YES, SIR! Thank you Sir!” As a small whimper escapes my mouth I can hear you lie the flogger down, running your hand over my very red ass I can hear a groan come from you. “Ginny, my princess, your ass is a delicious red. Now let me see shall I fuck you like this first or cool those cheeks off with a towel? Hmm?”
Without realizing what I'm doing my ass wiggles a little, showing how wet I am and how ready. “Please Sir, fuck me.” “That's a very good Girl, Ginny. I think I will enjoy fucking you with your legs tied up and blindfolded”
To be continued.