5. Punishment time

Selene

He commands me to clean my juices off his fingers. I stare in disbelief. It’s not my fault he made me come. How was I supposed to hold that in. I catch a few people watching. How can I obey this stranger while other men and women watch me?

     “Don’t make me ask again.” He whispers and I fight the urge to say the safe word. I open my mouth taking his thick fingers into my mouth. I suck his fingers slowly tasting my sweet juices. A mixture of shame and desire fill my body.

     “Follow me little doll.” His deep voice beckons me as I want to resist. I can’t just run behind him like a puppy! Damn, I really am stubborn. Walking double time to catch him. He leads me down a dimly lit hallway covered in black curtains. At the end of the hall a guard steps aside as soon as he sees Master. He leads us inside a secret room with a bed, couch and a wooden horse. I instantly freeze. This is too much. I don’t even know his name. Now he thinks he can control me this easily?

     “Come. We must complete your punishment.” I stand frozen in place in front of the door. “Would you like a drink?”

    I nod my head yes as he walks over to the bar and pours a bourbon for him and a tequila shot for me. He walks towards me and this is the first time I have seen him mask to mask. I take the shot downing it instantly. He chuckles as he sips his own.

     He takes a seat on the couch. His large muscular legs stretching the fabric of his slacks. I stand not sure if I am going to leave or follow his orders. He takes another sip then he speaks.

     “Come here little doll.” He motions for me and I walk towards him. He pats the cushion next to him. I sit down and he then pats his lap. “Lay across my lap.” He says with an even tone. My breathing hitches at the idea he probably wants to spank me. I position myself across his legs.

     “Very good. Now I will get better acquainted with this ass.” He slides my dress up. The cool air hits my bare ass. He rubs my cheeks circling them. Then instantly I feel a shooting burning pain.

     I yelp in shock quickly covering my mouth.

     “Not a sound little doll except the sound of me smacking this beautiful ass.” His large hand smacks my other ass cheek. The same pain ignites. I muffle my moan as he continues.

     “You are my property when I have you.”  The next smack lands and I find myself moving into it. Craving the feeling and how it radiates between my legs.

     “I will train your body to beg for pleasure from only me.” Another smack and I know my ass has to have his hand prints on it. As if marking me as his.

     “As hard as you are fighting against my spanking of your ass, I bet if I touched your pussy, it’s dripping wet.” I squeeze my legs together. He takes one finger and slides it over my pussy lips. I stifle a moan.

     “Damn, soaking wet. You’re dripping onto my slacks little doll.” He chuckles as another smack follows. With every smack I want more. Who knew I was it this level of BDSM. Cordell would never do anything like this to me. He said all of the BDSM stuff was weird. He wasn’t comfortable he said. It was always all about his pleasure and never mind.

     “Focus!” Master demands spanking my ass then slips a finger into my wetness after. I moan covering my mouth. He begins spanking me then sliding two fingers inside me. Pumping my juices. Another smack then thrusting his fingers. This time he plays with my ass. Using the juices to lube his finger. Another smack and he slides in my ass.

     “Ohh!” I moan and he stops. I drop my head knowing I’m in trouble.

     “You will learn to follow my rules.” He spanks my other cheek then thrusts his fingers inside me. Hitting my g-spot as I fight my orgasm.

     “You will come for me. When I’m ready for it.” He thrusts his fingers back inside me again. I feel my orgasm building as I grip his leg ready for my release. Then he pulls out.

     I collapse from need. A layer of sweat coats me. Desire to orgasm enrages me. He leans against my back. Tears begin to fill my eyes as I fight his commands.

     “You will come when I say so.” He slides back inside my pussy toying with me. I ride his fingers and imagine it’s his cock. I begin to moan feeling the orgasm build for the what fourth time, I think? I wait for him to stop again.

     “Your defiance will make you such a beautiful sub.” He smacks my ass again as my body begins to associate a smack with his fingers entering me then stops.

     He spanks my ass again and the pain goes directly to my engorged clit.

     “Now, you may come.”

     Tears fall as I ride his three fingers lodged inside my pussy. I squeeze my walls as I fall apart. I feel an orgasm so strong I can’t even see. My vision goes white as he pumps all the orgasm from my body. I come harder than I ever have before. Then he slowly pulls out.

     “Nice, a squirter. Stand up.” I slowly rise, my body trembles from exhaustion. He takes out his handkerchief cleaning his fingers. But leaving one finger covered in my juices offering it to me. I eagerly suck it with a desire to please him. He inhales the handkerchief then places it back in his pocket. He lifts my chin looking me in the eye. “Good girl.”

     As much as I want to hate him for this I don’t. I desire more. He checks his watch.

     “I have a matter I need to handle. Stay here. I’ll be back.”