by Elusiveangel
Punishment In The Chamber
I sat on the bed in the gloomy shadows of the evening. My gaze fluttered from the heavy wooden door that now stood locked from the outside to the tinted windows barred with iron rods. I dared not move from my position on the soft sheets that caressed my nude body yet brought no comfort. Master was angry and I was left in the cold chamber to wait for my punishment.
Hours seemed to pass and dark shadows on the tiled floor grew longer, indicating the approach of the night. I kept my head bowed in frightful anticipation. Suddenly the metal bolts creaked and his tall masculine figure stood in the doorway. There was none of the usual warmth and love in his features as he looked upon me with icy black eyes.
“Kneel”, the tone was harsh and dry.
I quickly descended to my knees on the floor, wincing from the tiles biting into soft flesh. His heavy black boots approached my body and he roughly yanked my luscious auburn hair back so I would look at him.
“Your disobedience had made me very upset tonight, my pet. You belong to me and will act according to my rules. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir”
Tears stood in my eyes as I realized how much I have disappointed my Master. He loosened his grip on my hair and ordered me to stand. I did as I was told. Then I was led to a large wooden mast in the middle of the room where he lifted my hands high above my head, tying them with coarse ropes and forcing my body to stretch as I stood on my toes. A light moan escaped my lips as every muscle ached for release. That earned me a hard smack upon the tender parts of the thighs.
“Silence, girl. You will not speak until ordered to do so. By the end of this evening I will make sure you never dare to disobey your Master again.”
His hands wondered over my warm skin, focusing in large circles on the breasts, kneading and slapping them lightly. My breathing intensified until I could feel my pussy growing wet. Then he rolled my nipples between the fingers, pinching rosy tips painfully. The nipples stood out dark pink and erect on my creamy skin. He took out two clamps and attached one to my left nipple letting metal spikes to bite down mercilessly. Pain shot through my body and I inadvertently jerked away with a groan. But he paid no attention and clamped the other nipple even harder. I moaned and whimpered as my poor nipples throbbed in terribly, lifting my eyes to his and pleading with my helpless gaze for release. He ordered me to look down before he made the punishment even worse. I obeyed quickly. He ran a thin rope through the clamps and around the mast causing my breasts to be pulled around the wood on either side and sending more waves of pain to my tortured nipples. I started to cry softly, pressing my forehead to the mast. His voice startled me: “Ask for your punishment, slave.”
I could hardly gather my words from fear and shame, my voice quiet with submission.
“Please, Master…I have been a bad slave to you and failed to please you. My behavior was inexcusable tonight and I need to be punished severely. Please punish me as you see fit, Sir.”
Although I could not see it, a light smile played in the corners of my Masters lips, as he was pleased that his girl was trained to address him so well.
“Good, my pet. You will now ask for each lash of the strap, thank me properly, and ask for the next. Understood?”
His words sent chills down my back as my imagination vividly drew the image of the dreaded leather strap. It was several feet long and a few inches wide and always left angry welts on my bottom. Master knew it was the most fearsome implement besides the whip and rarely used it, as I could only endure a few lashes without screaming. Now my body trembled and my throat went dry, but I had to choice but to speak. “Yes, Sir…may I have the first lash please?”
The wicked strap hissed in the air and landed on the soft flesh on the top of the buttocks. The pain was excruciating and my back arched in protest as my body twisted desperately to avoid the belt. The restraints held me tight and there was nowhere to go. “One, thank you Master, may I please have the next?”
The leather bit into my ass again, causing me to scream and sob. “Two, thank you Master, may I please have the next?”
Again the strap descended on a lower part of my ass with a vicious crack. I cried harder and my breathing intensified to rough little gasps. “Three, thank you Master, may I please have the next?”
Again the hiss of leather and another tormenting shockwave of pain. I couldn’t take any more of this. My ass felt scorched on fire, my pulled out nipples throbbed intensely in protest each time my body jerked to avoid the lash. I was sobbing uncontrollably from pain and misery. I begged for my Master to stop. His voice reached me through the red veil of pain in dark icy tones: “You were told not to speak without permission, pet. You disobeyed me again. I will thus make the punishment more uncomfortable for you and we will repeat the previous lash again. Do you understand?”
I managed a weak whisper “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry…”
Something cool and plastic slid up my thigh and nudged its tip into my pussy. I could feel a large dildo sliding further and further into me, pulling my lips apart and making me feel over-full. Finally the enormous object was in place, so unpleasant and cold within me.
“Feel good, my pet?”
I twisted weakly in my bonds. “Yes, Master. Thank you.”
The strap fell on my sore ass and I could barely stifle a scream. “Three, thank you Master, may I please have the next?”
The leather continued biting into my hot flesh and I could feel the welts rising. My body grew limp in the restraints and I just sobbed quietly, in proper intervals asking my Master for more punishment. My whole body ached for his touch, I knew I was his to do with as he pleased and felt so ashamed to have displeased him before. Another agonizing lash fell on my burning skin. “Twenty, thank you Master, may I please have the next?”
Instead of the strap, his hand gently caressed my backside. “No girl, I think you have learned your lesson for now.”
He carefully undid the clamps on the nipples and released my hands, holding me in his strong arms as I stumbled forward. I fell on my knees in front of him, unable to contain my heart wrenching desire to be his. He pulled out the dildo with one motion and thrust his fingers into my drenched pussy. With a soft smile his lips caressed mine and he whispered that I did not deserve any pleasure tonight. I lowered my head down with a low whimper and thanked my Master for punishing me. He laid me on the bed lovingly and chained my hands to the bar above the bed. “I don’t want your naughty little fingers wondering my pet. Only I may give you pleasure.” With a deep lingering kiss goodnight the door slammed shut and I could hear the key turning in the lock.