I squat down on my haunches in the corner you placed me in

Punishment

I squat down on my haunches in the corner you placed me in. My leash

dangles like a lifeless snake between my naked breasts. I have remained

motionless for the last two hours, terrified that you would come home

and find me out of position, even more terrified that you would not come

home at all. I have been contemplating my sins, just as you bade me

too. I have tried to ignore the dull ache in my ass as the plug, you

placed there so angrily, stretches the tight sphincter. I begin my

mantra, deep in my head, Please come home, please come home, I will

behave, I will behave. In answer to my prayer there is silence.

More time passes, my legs begin to cramp, but I refuse to move. I will

show you I am worthy. The part of me that would have ripped out your

well placed punishment, the part that would have stormed out angrily at

your treatment, has long since vanished. All that remains is the

creature I am now, aching, longing to please you. It was so difficult

to learn that in pleasing you, I was ultimately the top in this

relationship. You, of all my lovers finally gave me permission to lose

control. How can I ever thank you for showing me that total obedience

can yield total freedom... Still my heart chants, Please come home...

Then in answer to my silent beseachment I hear the silvery sunshine of

your laugh outside the door. Keys chime and jingle, my breaths quicken

because I know the salvation of your presence is mere feet away from

me. The door opens and despair takes me. You have brought him into our

home. My fellow employee trips into the room as he notices me,

squatting like a whipped dog on the floor. His eyes cloud in confusion

and he turns to my lover for explanation. Your voice is a carefree as

summer holidays as you tell him to ignore me, that I am not worth an

explanation.

Tears well up in my eyes, as I realize the extent of your anger. I am

no longer cherished. I am nothing. You pull him to you, using his tie

as another type of leash. His mouth greedily captures yours, I watch

horrified as the plum lipstick I bought for you smears gently on his

face. Your hand goes between his legs and squeezes his crotch, he moans

out letting me know the pleasure you give him. Clothes are shed, right

there in the foyer, pants and bra's, jackets and ties, fall to the

floor like the pieces of my heart.

I watch in bizarre fascination as his lips tease your puckered nipples

making them long and pink. The pain in my own chest is so fierce I

think I may very well die from it. How can you let him touch you? His

very presence is like sacrilege, he has no right to these treasures, he

has not earned them. Still I say nothing, I will not break this

commandment you have given to me.

You take his large hand and lead him to our bedroom, as an after

thought you call over your shoulder one word. HEEL. I crawl to you

left side, six inches behind you, just like any well trained dog. I

can't even look at you any more. My stomach reels at the thought of this

colleague of mine in our bed. As the odd trio we make reaches the end

of the bed, I am told to sit, stay. Instantly I obey as my eyes catch

his face. He is smiling. I know hate. Deep inside my womb I foster

hate. That you should punish me is proper, that he gloats, is

unbearable. I want to scream, BEAT ME, CHAIN ME, anything but this.

How I long for a simple punishment, leather against my pale flesh, beat

me with the paddle, the one I hate because it manages to cover every

molecule of my ass with each stroke, beat my flesh until it is a nova of

redness...

Still you ignore me, and I finally realize that I am in hell. You

spread your legs wide for his swollen cock, and he fills you with deep

pig fucking grunt. How can you let him bury himself in you? His cock

is profane but you ignore my silent questions as you lose yourself to

the FUCKING. That is what this is, simple, powerful, sweat inducing,

gut wrenching, mind erasing fucking. He is wild, pounding into your wet

cunt, grunting animal, lost in the heaven that is you. All the while

your eyes stare at me, telling me that you endure this creature because

of me.

Punishment part 1

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