Make sure you read Part 1: Hot, Hot Water
“This was a show worth coming home early for, Kitten” he said.
I blushed. I had no idea how long he had been watching.
“According to the oven timer, we have just enough time for me to punish you for cumming without me,” he said with a grin. “Finish rinsing and come see me in the bedroom.”
“Yes Sir, I’ll be there,” I said. We didn’t have a true Dom/sub relationship, but I welcomed the control he took when he took it.
I stood from the tub on quivering legs and patted myself dry. I slipped a tiny, white nightie over my silken skin and walked towards the bedroom. It was there that I would really be in hot, hot water.
He sat naked at the foot of the bed; the paddle laid across his lap. I went to him and kneeled before him, lowering my eyes. He put one hand to the back of my head and stroked my hair. It was quiet for a few minutes other than the beating of my heart.
“Couldn’t wait for me, Kitten?”
“I missed you so much, Sir. I’m sorry.”
“Show me how much you’ve missed me today, Kitten.”
Shower him with love
I moved closer to him, and he moved the paddle to the bed. Gently, I cupped his balls and took his cock into my other hand. I kissed the perfect head like it was the most precious thing ever, then slowly circled it with my tongue, applying pressure underneath at every pass. Stoking his thick shaft with one hand, I took him deeper into my mouth, licking and sucking. I was told never to swallow my spit when I give Sir head, so it was getting messy…just how he likes it. I looked up at him to see if he was enjoying my mouth so far. He kept one hand on my head, looked back down at me, and smiled.
“I don’t think you missed me quite enough, Kitten.”
I didn’t stop. I took him deeper into my throat, sucking and licking with just the pressure that he liked best. I felt his other hand move to my head, and he stood up.
“When you disobey me and cum without my permission, THIS is how much you had better miss me!”
With that, he took complete control, holding my head tight and thrusting his eight inches as far down my throat as he could. My nose touched his pelvis each time he filled my throat, and I did all I could to breathe and not gag on his thickness, burying itself deeper and deeper into my throat. Tears welled in my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I looked up at him, but still I didn’t swallow. I could feel his aggression as it transferred from him to me. He must have had a bad day at work. I wasn’t prepared when he came, and I felt some of his seed drip from my mouth to the floor below instead of falling onto my skin. One of Sir’s rules is that his seed should NEVER be wasted. When he finished, he pushed me away slightly.
“You know the rules, lick it up, Kitten,” he said.
Sometimes I am thankful for hardwood floors instead of carpet. I leaned forward, still on my knees, ass in the air, and sucked up the juices I had spilled. His hand went to my back and held me in place. Then WHACK! The spankings began.
Stinging satisfaction
ONE
“Tell me when you may cum.”
“Only when you say so, Sir!”
TWO
“Tell me who owns every orgasm, every pleasure, every happiness you have.”
“You do, Sir!”
THREE
“Who owns that pretty pink ass and pussy?”
“You own them, Sir! This is your ass and pussy!”
FOUR (this time even harder)
“Who’s slut are you?”
“I’m YOUR slut, Sir!”
FIVE – SIX – SEVEN
My ass was really stinging. He is stronger than he thinks sometimes and I already felt he had a bad day at work.
“What happens when you disobey me?”
“I get punished, Sir!”
EIGHT – NINE – TEN
I tried not to scream out too loudly as he was spanking me; I tried not to get too excited, but the wetness between my legs was easy to detect and I knew he loved the fact that he could punish me and it still excited me. He pulled me up to the bed and pushed me onto my tummy.
“Legs together.”
I knew what was coming. He bent forward over me licking at my pussy for just a second before his tongue slipped into my ass preparing it for his penetration. He was so much stronger than me, and even if I tried, I couldn’t move from beneath him. His hands gripped my ass cheeks hard, and I yelped from the sudden grip to my already stinging ass. He spread my ass and at first pressed into me slowly.
“Do you like that kitten?”
I moaned, only able to shake my head yes. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“Well, this isn’t FOR you. This is punishment for cumming without permission.”
He plunged into me with such force I thought the bed would go right through the floor. Harder and harder he fucked my tight ass as I gripped the sheets, screaming out but not dare asking for more. I had never used our safe word with him; when he pushed me, I knew I could handle it. I knew he would never push further than my limits. He was so deep inside of me time and time again, I almost wished I could watch, but I buried my head in the bed as his hand was on the back of my neck. I heard the oven timer. He was as deep into me as he could be when he fell atop of me, grabbed my waist, and rolled me on top of him, bringing him even deeper inside. My entire body shuddered and I couldn’t help but cum with him as he filled me with yet another load of his sticky sweetness. Fuck, I love when he fills me. When our orgasms had subsided, he pulled me back to him by my hair. Still inside of me, I laid on top of him.
“You did it again, Kitten. You came without permission. I will forgive you this time only because you let me thoroughly enjoy your ass. As your punishment, you can go down as you are and prepare our dinner plates. I want my cum dripping out of your ass while you’re making my dinner. After you set the table, I will decide if you could dress.”
I didn’t say a word. I went downstairs tenderly and set a beautiful table for our dinner. When he came down, he brought the paddle…just in case. I sat tenderly on my sore, stretched little ass eating a wonderful roast with my Sir and wondering what the rest of the night would hold.