My Punishment, a tale by tara^

As I am playing the slot machines my mind travels to my Master. He is up in our room waiting for my return. He said I may go play for a bit and then I am to return to him. I am not looking forward to returning. I know I am getting the worse punishment he has ever given to me. I remember the last time he punished me for smoking. He had me crying like a baby and my stomach was all in knots. I did it again, had another cigarette since the last one. This time it’s going to be worse. He has told me and I know it. The knot in my stomach keeps twisting tighter and tighter. I know I must face him sooner or later; I slowly get up from my seat and head up to our room. I enter it quietly. He is lying on the bed reading a book. He smiles at me and I at him. I jump on the bed next to him and cuddle close to him.

He asks, “How did you do?”

I reply: “Lost my money.” He nods and continues to read. I give him a kiss and stand up. I slowly undress. It is his rule that I am always nude when we are alone in our room. I climb back on the bed next to him and cuddle. He puts his arms around me and kisses me.

He softly says, “my poor little submissive, I am going to hurt you more then I have ever hurt you before.” I quietly nod, knowing how true this is. The knot in my stomach is growing larger. I think about getting myself dressed and running away. I think about telling him I never want you to touch me again. All these things run through my mind, but at the same time I know I love this man and he is my Master and I know he loves me and he has to carry out what he said he would do to me. I am torn between my fear of what will happen and my love for him. I lay quietly in his arms waiting nervously and scared for him to say its time. He continues to read, letting me think about what is to come.

Finally he puts his book down and looks at me. He kisses me gently and quietly he says “its time”, I look at him and nod. He quietly without a word points to the corner. I get up and walk over to it without a word. This is the time I have to think about what is to come and what I did to bring me to this punishment. I hear him in our toys. I do not look but I know that he will restrain me this time. I will not be able to get away and I know I will be crying and hurting before it is over. I want to disappear into the wall so he cannot see me. I am shaking quietly when he calls me over. I turn and walk to him. On the bed I see rope, the dreaded quirts, his wooden paddles, his razor strop and his canes. A small shiver goes through my body as I look. He notices it and smiles. I take a deep breath and look at him.

He tells me to hold my hands out and I do. He ties them together, and then he ties my ankles. He has me lie over the bed and ties my hands to one side of the bed and my feet to the other so my bottom is facing him and I cannot turn or move. Another shiver goes thru my body as I lay there shaking. He picks up the quirt and rubs my back and butt with his hands.

“This is going to hurt darling, and we don’t stop till I think you have had enough.”

I respond in a whisper “yes Master I know”.

He raises the quirt as I close my eyes tightly, my body tensing. I feel the sting go across my legs as I let out a cry of pain. The pain shoots through my body as he raises it up again and brings it down again. This time even harder. The burning throughout my legs and each one hits my thighs and down the back of my legs. Making my legs feel like they are on fire. I bury my face as I start to cry and sob. Pain racking my body as he brings each stroke down one after another, not stopping just one after another. I beg him to quit and he just looks at me.

“No darling, there is much more pain before this is over.” I sob louder, burying my head into the bed sobbing and gasping for air. He stops so I may catch my breath and then continues. One smack after another, he then picks up the bath brush and starts on my thighs with that. I scream and cry. The pain tearing through my legs. I am sobbing like a baby now.

“Pleaseeeeeeeeeee Master,,, please stoppppppp I will never smoke again.. I promise.”

He softly says.. “I heard that one before darling, when I am done I KNOW you will never smoke again.”

I cry and sob telling him I cannot take anymore. Somewhere in all the pain I go numb. My legs feel nothing as he continues. I know he is hitting but my mind is blank. He notices and starts on my butt. The fresh pain has me screaming again. I am begging him to stop. I am sobbing I will never, ever, smoke again. I cannot take any more. He hits me 3 more times with the quirt and bath brush. He helps me up and wipes my tears. He walks me to the corner.

“Now stand there dear and think about this for this is only the beginning.” I lean against the wall and sob. My legs and butt on fire wishing it was over. Every part of my body is shaking as I sob, but I know this is only the beginning and still much more to come. But for now I just stand in the corner and sob. Master sits on the bed reading listening to my sobs. I peak over at him and quickly turn back. My bottom and legs are burning from the whipping I just received. I wonder why do I let this man do these things to me. Why do I let him tell me what I can or cannot do? I am sore and tired. I want to run yet I don’t. I want to tell him don’t ever touch me again, yet I don’t. What keeps me here, standing in this corner? My sobs turn to just tears. My legs feel like jelly and I can barely stand anymore. I lean against the wall. It is the only thing holding me up now. I am praying that my punishment is finally over, but deep down I know it is not.

After what seems like forever I hear his voice say “Come to me dear”. I turn and shuffle slowly to him. My eyes are still filled with tears. I take my place in front of him kneeling. I am hoping and praying the punishment is over. He caresses my face and kisses my tears. I start to cry more for I realize how much I have disappointed him. He tells me to relax for this was only the beginning and it will hurt much more before he is done. I feel a shiver go through my body and Master sees it too. He knows I am scared. He helps me up and kisses me again. This time he puts my leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. He motions for me to lie across the ottoman in our room. I do as I am told. I do not say a word as he ties the rope though my cuffs and makes it so I cannot move again.

I beg him that I will never smoke again. “Please Master I have learned my lesson”.

He looks at me, and says, “Have you?” I have promised this in the past and each time I have broken my promise to him and disappointed him. He is not about to let me do that again. My stomach does flip-flops and I feel a knot developing in it. I want to get up and run again. I want to tell him you are too cruel and I cannot take it anymore. You have no right. But all I do is lie across the ottoman and cry softly. Master rubs my back and tells me to relax. I feel his hand across my bottom and legs. “This is going to hurt my dear and it will hurt you a lot,” I hear him say. I nod quietly. Master then puts a blindfold over my eyes. I feel the shiver go through my body again. I start to shake uncontrollably. Master sees it and I can almost see him smiling. He knows how scared I am right now.

He whispers to me: “If you kick up your feet I will use the implement on the bottom of them, so it is in your best interest girl to hold very still”. He then picks up the implement of his choice. It is the dreaded quirt. I do not know this till I hear that familiar swish in the air and the sharp pain of it landing on my legs. I scream as I feel it. It’s sting shoots right through my body. How I hate that quirt. It is Masters favorite. I feel it again and again. By now I am sobbing again. My body is on fire from the sting. I try to stop the tears and listen to what he is doing. I cannot hear him but then I feel it. A sounding CRACK!! OMG it’s the bath brush now.

I scream and cry. “Please no Master. No more”

He says, “no dear there is much more to come. You will never EVER pick up a cigarette again. Do you understand?”

I sob and nod. “Yes Master I understand.” He hits me a few more times with the bath brush. I feel like my body must be black and blue by now. My pain is unbearable. When will it stop? My body is wracked with pain. I am sobbing and gagging. Master stops for a few minutes. He rubs my sore bottom. Then I feel the snap of the cane. He brings it down with a mighty swing. I scream and kick my feet up. The pain is too much. Then I remember what he said about my feet. I quickly put them down again but not quick enough. Master tells me to lift them again. I do as I am told and get 3 strokes of the cane across the bottom of my feet.

I yell and scream. “Please Master I cannot take no more”. Master quickly picks up the quirt again and whips me with it. I am crying and sobbing now. My body is shaking and I am begging his forgiveness. All of a sudden Master stops. I just continue to cry and sob. I feel the blindfold come off my eyes and I look at Master kneeling in front of me, kissing my eyes and the tears away. He unties me slowly and tells me do not move yet. I nod and stay real still. He helps me up and holds me tight. He kisses me and tells me its over. I sob harder and harder, as I cannot control the tears or pain anymore. He points back to the corner and I walk slowly towards it. I do not argue, or question him now. I just do as I am told without a word. I lean against the wall my body sore and the tears still coming. I know my bottom and legs are red and bruised. I know I will never ever smoke again.

He does not make me stay in the corner long this time as he calls me over. I go to him quickly and quietly. He tells me to kneel in front of him. I kneel and look up at him. He tells me to close my eyes. I do and wait. I hear him reaching for something and I start to shake. I am afraid yet I trust this man with my life. He watches me for a minute and smiles. He then takes my collar and slips it around my neck and buckles it tight. I smile through my tears as I feel the familiar leather collar around my neck. He tells me to open my eyes. I do and look up at him. Master helps me up and lays me on the bed next to him. He puts his arms around me and reads a book as I snuggle close to him. I whisper to him “Thank you Master for giving me back my collar and for taking the time to punish me. I love you” He smiles and just says “You’re welcome my dear, Just remember with or without the collar you are mine and always will be”. I nod for I know this is true. I snuggle into Master closer and close my eyes. I fall asleep peacefully knowing that he loves me and will always take care of me.

Before I fall asleep I whisper to him, “I love you Master”, and then I fall asleep in his arms.

The End Copyright © 2004 tara^