Chapter Five
I sat there, my chest heaving. I looked down at the cum splattered over the sheets. It shimmered slightly in the light. The exhilaration of the ejaculation was still flowing over my body. But my mind was racing ahead to the punishment. I moaned to myself, knowing that she would consider this one of most serious offences of all. Cumming was a treat to be earned. I had failed tonight. I also knew that my chance to worship her body in all those wonderful places was gone. She had forced me to cum, knowing that I would find it impossible to resist.
Her laugh echoed through my mind. I knew that laugh. Slightly sinister, slightly jovial. She would take great pleasure in punishing me heavily. I had no idea what was to come, but I knew I would never forget it. Spanking, humiliation, cock and ball torture�.it all ran through my mind at once. And she knew the most important thing�.it would all turn me on again. I looked at the gag, noticing that I had bitten heavily into it. I had screamed so loudly when I came that I hoped the neighbours hadn�t heard. I managed a small smile, imagining the neighbours listening shocked at the bedroom wall.
Oh god, I hate the taste of cum. It is so humiliating to be made to clean it up. I quickly bent down and licked it up, grimacing.
I heard her enter, and I turned to look up.
�Wonderful,� she laughed �Keep working�.
I could sense her excitement at the punishment to come. After a few minutes, she clipped a leash on my collar and yanked me off the bed. I followed her out of the room, glancing back at the site of her first game of the night.
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She led me to the bathroom pulling me along quickly on the leash. I was allowed to quickly clean myself up whilst she watched me.
�Down� she ordered. I swiftly knelt down. I could feel the cold tiles on my knees. She pulled my head forward, so that my face was inches from her navel. She held my hair tightly and pulled her panties down roughly with her spare hand. I was staring straight at her sex. It glistened slightly. She pulled me so close that I could have touched the pubic hair with my tongue.
�Smell it� she ordered.
I took a deep, long inhale. The aroma was sweet. I gasped slightly. She laughed.
�Isn�t that pretty? My little pussy slave�..this is what you are missing out on.�
She pulled my head up so that I was looking up at her. She grinned down at me.
�You could have had your tongue in here.�
She slowly inserted a finger into her pussy, rubbing it round. She sighed quietly. Then she pulled out her finger.
�Open wide.�
I opened my mouth instinctively. She pushed her wet finger in and I began to suck on it, running my tongue all over her finger. The taste was all around my mouth. I heard her laugh quietly.
�Oh dear�.such a pity you couldn�t obey my simple orders�just think, all that lovely juice could have been yours.�
She yanked up her panties and pulled her finger out of my mouth. I was left with a mild taste in my mouth. She pulled me roughly by my hair. I stumbled across the room on my knees. She pulled me up to a standing position.
�Hands above your head� she ordered. I sensed an urgency in her voice, and I knew not to obey her orders slowly. She attached a handcuff to one wrist and looped the chain over the shower curtain rail. Having secured the other wrist, she stepped back to look at me. She then began to scrape her nails slowly down my chest. She ran her a fingernail slowly around one nipple and then squeezed it tightly between two fingernails. She then leaned in close so that our eyes were looking directly into one another. She kissed me deeply, forcing her tongue into my mouth. And then she stepped away, leaving me panting with a mixture of dread and exhilaration.
Smiling, she left the bathroom. I was standing on my tiptoes, my mind racing. What was to come? I had rarely seen her so fired up. She soon returned, carrying a few items I could not see properly. She held up two small crocodile clips, watching my reaction closely. I gasped slightly, knowing what was to come. She grinned and opened each clip for emphasis. Stepping forward she slowly attached one to my right nipple. I pulled back slightly at the sudden pain. She slapped me sharply on the ass.
�Stand up straight�.
She then clipped the second nipple, and I moaned quietly at the increased pain which was now constant. Reaching behind her, she held up two six inch lengths of small chain. Hanging on each chain was a small ball of metal. She slowly swung each, watching my face closely. She then attached each weight to the crocodile clips. I felt my nipples being pulled by the weight, the skin stretching. The pain increased further, making me grimace.
She stepped back and sat down on the toilet seat. She sat quietly for a few minutes, crossing her legs. Our eyes were locked together, across the room. She smiled broadly at me. She began to tap her riding crop on the tip of her upturned foot. She then flicked the weights with the end of the crop, making them swing from side to side. I gasped out loud, unable to stay silent. She laughed at my discomfort, shaking her head with amusement.
�That is nothing compared to what is to come my little pet�.
She placed the tip of the crop under my chin, pushing my head up.
�OK�.this is what is going to happen. You will be given a number of tasks, and I expect every single one to be completed to the letter. You will not be going home tonight or tomorrow and maybe not even this week. Do you understand?�
I nodded meekly, my body heaving in time with my loud breathing.
�Oh, and by the way�I�m going to punish you like you have never been punished before. Nobody fails me and gets away with it. Especially my naughty little pet�.