by Serf
Disobey Results In Loss of Privileges
I have disobeyed, again and again. Disobeyed, and by that lost my submission. You are fed up by it; you are in charge, you are the dom, your job is to guide and mine is to follow you, questioningly or not, approving or not, my job is to follow your every command. So it is very fair when you pronounce me your slave. I am no longer worthy to be your equal, I have broken the rules that bind the both of us, and so I no longer deserve to be treated like an equal, like your sub. For two days I am to be your servant and your slave.
Completely naked, with restraints on ankles and wrists, and tightly tied corset around my waist I am secured inside a cage for having disobeyed. My master, you, has graciously left work for me to do here, until I am summoned to service you. I am not allowed to talk, unless my master allows me. I am not allowed to look anywhere but at my work, unless my master allows it. I am not allowed, or able to leave the cage to go to the bathroom or to eat, unless my master allows me. I am left alone. My master does not bother with me, he is fed up. And the only time I am able to catch a glimpse of him or feel the heat from his body is when he summons me and I am used as his sex toy, or maid.
My body aches in a million places because i disobeyed. My Master does not allow my ass to stay un sore, whipping and paddling it three times a day, or whenever he is bored or frustrated. I bare not sit on it, for it is burning like hell, but the cage does not allow me to stay in any other position. There are clothespins on both my nipples and ears, and some times my master ties weights to them making my breasts strain to the floor and my ears burn. A large butt plug rests inside of me, keeping my body reading for my master, in case he wishes to use it. My back, hands and feet ache from the straining unmovable position my master has secured me in. I can only move enough to complete the tasks he gives me.
I am summoned. At last, I can leave the cage. He attaches a leash to the collar around my neck and pulls me out of the cage. Orders me to suck his hard cock. I obey rather having having disobeyed previously. I want it. I feel deprived of him, and I want him so badly. He fucks me in my mouth, going fast and slow, deep and shallow, to his own desires, showing me enough attention to allow me to breath. His body hardens, his eyes role and his hard, long cock shoots semen down my throat. Not one drop is spilled. He is pleased. I know it, even though he doesn’t show it.
He is content and looks at the watch. Its time for another whipping. Although he seems pleased, he picks out the riding crop from his toys, the one I dread the most and pushed me towards the desk. My legs spread wide apart, my back straight as I lean and hold onto the edge of the desk, my skin is totally stretched. Not gagged. But still forbidden to make a sound. This is almost beyond my control, but the thought of consequences following my disobedience if I scream are too dreadful. Before I became a slave, my master explained to me, that he is going to, metaphorically speaking, burn the rebelliousness out of me, and forge me to submit, and not disobeyed Him. If I disobeyed during this ‘correction’ period, he will do so practically, without the ‘metaphorically speaking. Thus, I obey. The riding crop hits everywhere leaving burning marks all over my body. My own body’s sweat burns these marks making the whipping a lot worse.
Enough. My master is too bored of this. He is still in an erotic mood and so, instead of locking my back in the cage, escorts me to the bathroom. This is a real treat. Although I’m still here for his use and not my own, at least I am moved to another room. In the bathroom he allows me to the take out the plug and clean myself off. He pushes me into the hot shower and climbs in. I am on the bottom, and forbidden to stand on the same level as my master. The water burns the welts on my back and ass, as I am sure he intended it to. When he gets a little tired of standing he sits down on me, I am his chair, his servant, and washes himself. The water splashes on my face and it’s hard to breath, but still I am not allowed to complain, disobeyed, or utter out a word.
Now for the fun part. My ass is still stretched pretty wide after the horrible butt plug and my master is able to easily slip his, once again, hard cock into my ass hole. My body is hot from the water outside and inside. I can’t resist and my body totally submits to his purposes and sways to the rhythmical pounding of his cock on my ass. Deeper and deeper, faster and faster he pounds it in and out, to the point where I can hardly breath and am crying because my ass is so sore from the continuous rubbing and abuse. He is in complete ecstasy. He is ready and shoots into my ass. It’s so hot it burns. The fun is over back into the cage.
Again he ties me, and secures the butt plug along with clothespins on my ears, nipples and now pussy. My skin is tender from the shower and hurts enormously. Quietly, trying not to make a sound I am crying wondering why my master, my friend, would be so cruel to me. After a while I calm down and start to realize that all this is not an act of cruelty, but rather an act of kindness. He is fighting and killing the rebellious me. Through all this pain and with all these forbidding rules the rebellious, disobedient girl is dying. He is teaching me to be his submissive serf, so that we can work together as we once have, so that everything could be alright, and there would not be any arguing or hurt or anything like that. And never disobeyed Him again. Still crying, I begin to pray that he wins the fight.
More whipping, more pain, more torment. My ass feels like the skin has been ripped off completely and that some one has burned out my private parts with a lighter. He takes me out of the cage, and roughly plays with my pussy. Again, he fucks my ass, first with the butt plug, his fingers and then with his penis. Then his whips it. It’s the end of the day and I am exhausted and yet my body still attempts to resist, although I don’t allow it. I am lying with my back on the floor, my legs above my head and my hands locked behind my ankles. My pussy and ass are completely open and revealed.
Master takes a whip, cat-o-nine, and strikes at me pussy, and ass, right down the crack. I struggle not to scream. He whips and whips. It feels like I’m bleeding because I can feel a liquid form down there, but I know that I’m not. Finally he stops, unlocks the hand cuffs and relocks them about the bed post. Night time. No blanket, not pillow, nothing. My ankles are tied to the other bed post and so I can hardly move. The entire night is spent by my master’ bed.
The next morning is the final last day. It seems like the end of it will never come… Oh how I wish that I could be a serf again, a simple, submissive serf pleasing my sire by choice and with a lot more vigor… I miss my sire… I shall never disobeyed Him again.