I slept for a while, waking when Master rolled me over on my stomach. "I have some things that I need to get done, Baby," he said, gently reinserting the butt plug. "Leave this in until I return for you, ok?"

"Yes, Master." I replied sleepily, closing my eyes.

I lay there a few minutes trying to go back to sleep, but couldn't. The contract that he wanted me to sign kept dancing through my mind. It had said that he could punish me if I disobeyed, and I was worried about what that entailed.

I could think of only one way to find out, so I reached behind me and pulled out my butt plug, laying it on the table next to me. I curled up in his bed, my mind and stomach churning, awaited his return. Several times I reached out to put back in, but I forced myself to leave it where it was. After a while I could hear his footsteps outside the door. Panicking, I reached out to grab the butt plug, but it was too late. I shrank back, my hand pulled to my breast defensively.

Master stood in the doorway, his stern eyes locked on the butt plug, and then on me. Ashamed, I lowered my eyes. Master stood there for a second, and I could nearly hear him thinking. Finally he approached the bed, and pulled me up by my arm.

"What did I tell you, Alyssa?" he asked sternly.

I stood there, pulled nearly to my toes bye the grip on my arm, my eyes lowered. "You told me not to take out the butt plug." I said, my voice low.

"And why did you?" he asked. I just shook my head, tears welling up in my eyes. SMACK his hand hit my ass.

"I . . . I'm sorry, Master." I whispered, a tear running down my face. Master let go of my arm. "Go bend over the chest." he ordered. I hurried over, not wanting to do anything else to deserve punishment. Once bent over the chest I noticed two little hooks that had been attached to the bottom. They were painted the same color as the chest and blended in.

Master left, and then came back with four pieces of twine, a hairbrush and a scarf, which he laid on the floor next to me. He chose out a piece of twine, and tied it firmly around my wrist, then tied me to one of the hooks. He did the same to my other arm, and then both of my feet, till I was stretched tightly out over the hard surface. I wiggled a little, to see if there was any leeway, but that just made the twine cut into my skin, so I stopped. Then Master took the scarf, and tied it around my face, blocking out all the light.

Master rubbed the hard back of the brush against my ass, and I tensed, knowing what was coming. WACK the brush hit my ass hard, making me jerk and cry out in pain. WACK WACK WACK WACK the brush hit me four more times, each hit harder than the last, until I was sobbing, my blindfold soaked with my tears.

"You are being punished for two things, Alyssa." Master said. I jerked my head in his direction. Two things? "The spanking was for not trusting me enough to talk to me about your worries. If you wanted to see what would happen if I were to punish you, you should have come to me and asked. Now you've ruined what would have been a perfect afternoon with your immature behavior."

I dropped my head, even more ashamed. He was right, my behavior had been childish. "I'm sorry, Master." I whispered.

Master didn't say anything, just walking away to get something else. "You still need to be punished for taking out the butt plug." Master said, kneeling next to me. "I believe in my punishments fitting the crime. In the future you will be thrilled over such a small but plug." he said, squirting some KY Jelly on my asshole. He smoothed it over, his finger pushing some into my asshole.

I lay there, tense, not sure what he was going to do. Then I felt something huge and hard against my asshole. Master pushed it against my asshole, the pressure making me cry out, then scream as he was slowly forced it into my tight ass. Once it popped in, Master left it there for a second to allow my muscles to adjust to the intrusion, then shoved it hard, pushing it the rest of the way in.

"Master! Master, NO!" I screamed, feeling like he was tearing my body apart. But Master ignored me, holding it there when my muscles would have expelled it. Then he wrapped something else around me to keep it seated deep inside my defenseless colon.

"I will be back in a bit. In the mean time, Alyssa, why don't you think about why you're being punished." he said, standing to leave.

I cried out and whimpered, begging him to take this monster out of my ass, but once again, he ignored my pleas. I lay there in the dark for what seemed forever, as cramps built deep in my body, making me forget my hot, burning bottom. I desperately wanted to curl up on the floor in pain, but the twine kept me stretched out.

Finally I heard his footsteps approaching the room. The door opened, and Master walked over and gently pulled that horrible thing from my ass, his soothing hands running over my bottom. He reached down and cut the twine that was holding me there, and then picked me up, carrying me to the bed, where he laid me on my stomach. He untied the blindfold, and then reached over for a jar of cream he'd put on the bed next to me. I lay there, exhausted, while he gently smoothed the cream on the welts on my ass, and the sores on my wrists and ankles.

"I'm sorry, Master." I sobbed.

"You're forgiven, Baby." Master said softly, his hands soothing away the hurt.

I relaxed at his touch, turning my head so that I could watch him. After he was done, Master turned me over on my back, and moved over me, so that his body was pushing me into the soft mattress. His mouth locked on mine, amorously. I could feel a stirring deep in the pit of my body as I responded to his kiss, my tongue coming out to twine with his.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled over, so that I was on top of him, with Master in nearly a sitting position, propped up by the pillows. He arranged my legs, so that I was straddling him, then pushed me up so that I was sitting on him. I could feel his cock pushing to get free from his pants. "Reach behind you, and grab your elbows." Master ordered.

"Yes, Master." I said, doing as he commanded, forcing my full breasts out for him.

Master long fingers tugged on my pouting nipples, making them stand at attention, begging for his attention. He roughly pulled and pinched them, and my breasts swelled with desire. I moaned, arching my back further, begging for his attention. He moved one hand down to gently touch my dripping pussy, his fingers parting me so that he could see it's soft pink interior. He firmly stroked my clit; one finger finding it's way to the entrance of my pussy. I whimpered, riding his finger, my hips rocking in time to each thrust of his finger. My pussy juice running down his hand to his pants, where it was left a puddle.

"Cum for me, Baby." Master whispered, "I want to watch your cunt grip my finger." At his order a giant wave of pressure rose and built in me, a huge tsunami of sensation. Finally it broke, and I screamed at the ecstasy, my legs gripping his hips.

Master laid there, his eyes locked on my pussy. "Beautiful." he whispered, as I surfaced. Master reached under me, and undid the snap on his jeans, pulling his cock free. Thankfully, I settled over him, taking his wonderfully hard cock, and bringing it in my body. I threw back my head, my hips moving over him, taking him deep in my body, into my soul. I opened my eyes, and saw that his hot gaze was on the place where we were joined.

I knew what he was seeing, his cock, glistening with my cum, sinking in, and pulling out as I fucked him. His fingers grew tighter on my nipple and I knew that he was nearing his orgasm, so I sped up my hips, taking him harder and faster.

"Cum with me, Baby." he said hoarsely, as his cock exploded deep in my cunt. I whimpered as we went over the edge together, enjoying the grunt of pleasure he gave me. When we�d come back from out flight into heaven, I collapsed on him, exhausted. Master wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me there.

"Sleep." he ordered, nestling my head to his chest with one big hand. I sighed, and fell asleep in his arms, his cock still inside me.