Sonia

Arriving home I slipped quickly into the shower letting the heat of the water wash over me.  Trying to erase the afternoon from my flesh.  Stepping out of the shower, pausing to look at my reflection in the mirror.  I could pass still for a 30ish woman, even though I had crossed that invisible line into the world of 40’s.  The wild curls that bounded over my shoulder, the large doe brown colored eyes, even the tiny crinkles around my eyes did not appear to be wrinkles forming.  Staring down at my frame, I could stand to loose a few pounds but  all considering not many of my friends could still claim their petite size 5 had remained with them.  .  My husband seemed concerned when he got home from work about my foul mood but stayed clear having known over the years it was far safer to just let it go and not push.  My sleeping that night even more fretful that the previous night.

I awoke the next morning after sleeping only for an hour or so.  Each time I finally drifted off, the recollection of being strapped to the table flashed back into my mind.  The explosive way I had climaxed every last detail in vivid color in my dream.  My husband finally asked me over coffee if I was okay.  I shrugged him off with the excuse my neck and back were really starting to bother me.  He urged me to call that chiropractor Susan had started seeing again.  Which set me off into an angry mood for the rest of the morning.  My bottom still burned every time I tried to sit down reminding me further of my encounter with the Doctor.  I had absolutely no intentions of calling up to schedule another appointment.  Unable to shake the foul mood, I decided to go down to the local bookstore.  Walking around almost aimlessly my cell phone rang. 

“Hello.”

“Yes is this Sonia Hesson,?”

“yes who is this?”

“Mrs. Hesson, Doctor Evans asked me to call to remind you that you have not made your appointment for tomorrow.  Would 5:00 pm be a good time for you again?”

“I … I am not sure if …”  stopping short of answering the receptionist as I looked up seeing Doctor Evans standing in front of me.  “Yes that will be fine thank you.”

“Ok Mrs. Hesson we will see you tomorrow at 5.”

Hanging up the phone barely hearing what she said as I stated to back up from him.  “You were not going to come see me princess were you?”  He moved in closer and closer to me.  “Mine.” was all he said taking a step back from me to give me the appropriate amount of space as is socially acceptable.  “I will see you tomorrow pet.”  With that he turned and left.

My mind reeling from being so close to him, feeling the moisture develop on the thin lace panties as I struggled to regain my composure.  I returned home without purchasing a book and almost mindlessly went about the evening.  Telling my husband that my neck really hurt and that I had gave in and made an appointment tomorrow with the clinic so would not be home when he got here.  He said good hoping that it would improve my mood if the pain eased up.

The next day I paced all day rehearsing how I was going to put an end to this before it continued any further on.  Having it well planned out in my mind, I dressed to go do the clinic leaving my husband a note about supper and telling him is unsure how long would take.

I arrived at the clinic just before 5 and took a deep breath going over my little speech well before going inside.  As before the receptionist greeted me and asked me to fill out some forms taking a copy of my insurance card.  After filling out the forms, which unbalanced my thinking for a moment, she took me to the last exam room handing me a paper gown telling me to undress down to my undergarments and the doctor would be right with me.

I took the gown not wishing to say anything to her.  She left the door slightly ajar so was able to hear her and the Doctor as she left for the night leaving me alone once more with the Doctor.  This in some ways angered me and in others gave me more resolve to say my little speech.  I heard the doctor coming and quickly took a seat leaving the paper gown on the table.

“Well I see my little princess here is unable to follow a simple order to undress.”

“I am not staying.”  I started my  rehearsed speech stopping as He seemed to close in on me.

“and why is that precious?”

“because,” with each word I got out He moved closer .  I stood up backing further away from Him, “because I.”  Enclosing upon me with one hand to either side of my head towering over me, “yes princess.”

Unable to find the words with Him so close to me, closing my eyes as feels hi hand move down beneath my skirt to feel the wetness that had gathered even before I had arrived at the clinic.  “all my whore is already wet with anticipation.  What will he do to me today?  Will he fuck me?  Or will he just count?  You were saying baby girl?”

“I … I think that it … it would be better…”

“yes,” his fingers starting to rub across the wet satin of my panties as my knees start to feel weak and wobbly.

“Perhaps you should let Daddy decide what is best for His baby girl.  You seem a bit wobbly on your feet princess.”  With that He guided me over towards the table lifting me easily up to it.  “Is what you want really isn’t it pumpkin for Daddy to make all the decisions,” He kept speaking soft in tone as He urged me to lay back.  It was like I was in some sort of trance by his voice forgetting the well rehearsed speech I had come up with.  “that’s it princess just relax.”  He slowly tugged at my panties slipping them from me before reaching back up to bind my wrists to the side of the table. 

Pulling the stirrups out again as quickly as my wrists he bound my ankles leaving me once more unable to fight him.  “Now where were you.  Ah yes you were going to tell me how this was not a good idea weren’t you.  Go on baby girl tell Daddy all about it.”

He continued to move about the exam room pulling different things towards the table.  Then looking back towards me stopping waiting for me to speak.  “Ah yes I understand, you are confused aren’t you princess?  Well let me help clear things up for you.  You are my whore.  And you will do as I ask of you.  Because no one knows your dirty little secrets like I do.”  With that he took a scalpel knife and flashed it in front of me causing me to writhe beneath the bindings.  “Easy pet you don’t want me to slip and accidentally cut you do you?”  Freezing watching as he with ease cut a slit in each side of my shirt laying it open over my head and cut the bra from me.  Next cutting the skirt from me leaving me bare to him.

“Next time whore when you are told to undress I suggest you do it.  Should be interesting to hear you explain your appearance when you return home tonight.  Ahh well perhaps you will learn your lesson.”  Laying down the scalpel he lifted up some clamps as he spoke, “now baby girl I don’t want to hurt you but this may sting a bit.  So lay very still for Daddy.”  His fingers started to slowly manipulate my nipples causing them to each stand up straight and erect, before the pain biting clamp was shut upon them.  Squealing “nooo it hurts.” 

“Shhhhh princess I know but it will only hurt for a moment.”  Returning to the table next to him he pulled off two of the electric pads already smeared with the cold gel and placed them back on the nerves between my hip and leg.  The waves of pain from the clamps still rolling through me.  “Now this will be a treat little one,”  He pulled something out that I could not see and pushed the wheeling stool down to between my thighs.  I felt his hand and then a long cold probe part my lips as the probe entered me.

Wheeling back up to the machine he started to flip switches and the buzzing noise started.  Feeling it first on the biting clamps intermingling the sharp pain with a rumble deep inside as the pads on my nerves came alive.  Then the buzzing started inside my walls sending me into sensory overload.  Watching my reactions as he turned knobs to different levels until he got them where he wanted them.  Setting a timer on my stomach so that I could watch it count down, “now princess I have work to do I will be back when the timer goes off.”

“nooo please nooo”  The urge to cum already wracking me with spasm yet something held it back.  As the urge built up inside my walls a sharp shock sent it away through the clamps biting on my nipples.  Over and over again this repeated itself.  I watched in despair as the timer slowly ticked its way down tugging frantically at the bindings on my wrists as lifted my hips each time the sensation came alive inside my walls.  Fighting to let the explosion happen only to drop down as a pain shot through each nipple.  The constant buzzing on the nerves  between my hip and leg keeping the urgency consistent with the itch on my clit.  A bead of sweat broke out on me as the timer finally buzzed.  The Doctor returned with a smirk on his face turning the machine off.

“Ah my whore is very wet.”  His demeanor changing again from the softness it was when He hooked me up to the machine.  “Now whore take a deep breath.”  Pulling the clamps from my nipples I let out a cry as blood flooded back to my nipples.  “I told you to take a deep breath whore.  You need to listen to me or you will only make things worse on yourself.”  reaching down to pull the electrodes off and remove the probe, feeling the brush of his fingers.  The savage need of  the itch came back as the only thing important. 

“Was there something you wished to say pet?”

Growling knowing the words He was expecting and unable at the moment to say anything else, “your whore begs Master to cum.”

“hmmm not yet princess but soon.”

Groaning hearing Him.  He released my wrists and ankles to my surprise and said come.  He watched to see if I would follow.  Shakily almost collapsing down to the floor as I stood up I remained and crawled behind him.  “Good girl.”  Stopping in front of His desk “Stand up princess.”  Hearing Him still shaking inside I grabbed the edge of the desk and stood up.  “lean over the desk precious and grab the other side and beg me to fuck you like the whore you are and smile pretty for the camera.”

Unsure if was true that he was taping me or not, and actually not caring at the moment I reached across the desk grabbing before begging,” Master fuck your whore and make her cum please”

Laughing, “you are such a dirty whore.  First punishment.  Always punishment before pleasure baby girl.”  With that He grabbed a ruler and began smacking it hard across my ass.  Jumping letting go of the desk I reached behind to cover my bottom to protect it.  He stopped short of swatting my fingers.  “princess you have choice here, what will it be?”

Defiantly turning to glare at him, “You are not going to swat me again with that ruler.”

“As you wish pumpkin.”  Almost to calmly he walked around His desk and opened a drawer pulling out something that I could not see.  Before I could react he grabbed my wrist shutting a cuff around it pulling me across the desk and grabbed the other wrist.  Easily overpowering me with his strength.  Using a second pair of cuffs He locked them to the handle on His drawer before lifting my chin.  “As I said sweetheart, your choice.”

He walked back around the desk and pushed my legs down towards the desk causing my ass to lift over the edge of the desk holding me still whacked my bottom soundly with the ruler leaving defined marks as I screamed and tugged to break free.  Tears flowing down at the stinging pain.  Setting the ruler down loud enough for me to hear it.  “Now when you start acting like a proper slave we will not have to punish each and every visit do I make myself clear whore?”

Sobbing as lay across his desk unable to control it.  A hard smack bellowed out on the stripes from the rule, “I asked a question princess.  Am I clear?”

Whimpering out, “yes Master clear.”

“Good.  Now I was going to let my little whore cum but now have lost the desire.  Perhaps you will do better tomorrow.”

“tomorrow?”

“yes princess.  I am very unsure of your clear understanding of the situation and until I am you will need to come here daily.  Is there a problem?”

“no Master.”

“Good.”

Walking back around the desk releasing my wrists from the cuffs.  “come here princess.”  He sat down in his chair.  I crawled around the edge of the desk looking up at Him with tear stained cheeks.  “Climb up here on Daddy’s desk and face me.”  As I did he opened the top drawer between my legs keeping them apart.

“since my little princess can’t seem to follow a simple order I am sure that she can’t leave her cunt alone either.  So Daddy is going to help her remember tonight.”  Watching him intently as he opens up a small tube of cream squirting a bit onto his finger.  “Now this is not going to sting or hurt at all princess unless you start really rubbing it in.  I would suggest you not have sex with that husband of yours either.  It will wear off in about 24 hours.”  With that he closed the drawer and set me down on his lap kissing my forehead.  “Now off you go and I will see my baby girl tomorrow.” 

I started to get up from His lap wanting to desperately escape the hold he had over me.  “Did you forget something princess?”  Holding my leg down.  Looking at him confused, “my kiss baby girl you forgot to kiss Daddy goodbye.”

My chin quivering a bit as tried to mumble out, “night Mas..”

“now now don’t be shy.  Say bye to Daddy properly.”

Pulling my chin towards Him kissing my lips so very gently at first then taking claim over my mouth.  Ravishing it completely causing the itch to return as His tongue snaked around inside my mouth almost fucking my mouth with his own tongue.  His fingers gripping hard into my hair not letting my mouth escape for even a moment as His passionate kiss delved deeper inside me.  Not realizing the seal of his control on me that He was making.  Finally releasing my mouth His fingers reaching down to barely brush across my clit my eyes widening as a red hot fire was felt.  Smiling at me as had thought the fingers would help the itch.  “Ahh I see my princess understands.  No matter the desire the fire will scorch it out.  Now say good night Daddy.”

Letting my clit go his hand slipping up to grab my still sore nipple twisting it until my lips parted, “good night Daddy.”

“I will see you tomorrow Daddy,” he urged with another pinching motion.

Moaning as let the words form, “I will see you tomorrow Daddy.”

“Thank you for punishing me Daddy your princess is such a dirty whore and needs it.” He smirked to me.  Nodding his head at me.

“your dirty whore, thank you for punishing me, Daddy needs ..”  confusing the words as his hold my nipple twists and pinches causing the itch to only grow.

Releasing it satisfied for the moment, “now scoot princess, and think of Daddy when you dream tonight.”  Smirking knowing the torment that will follow over the next few hours. 

Looking at the clothes on the table that were cut from me I attempt to cover myself unsure of how I would be able to explain or sneak into the house looking up at the clock thinking if hurried may just beat my husband home.  I quickly picked up my cell phone and dialed his number.  “umm hi its me, where are you?”  asking almost to quickly.  Sighing relieved hearing he was still at the office.  “oh nothing I was just leaving the clinic… yes perhaps… I have to come back tomorrow…  ummm can you stop and pick up something for dinner?”  Knowing this will give me some extra time to get back home and changed before he arrives.

As leaves the clinic hears Him yell from his office, “see you tomorrow my sweet whore.”

Speeding home praying no one would see her growls as pulls into the garage staying inside her car until the door closes then almost sprinting upstairs’ to change disposing of her clothes in  a basket quickly tying the bag and carrying it downstairs to the trash.  Almost collapsing on the couch as returned only remember the pain as landed.  It was only then that the itch started to return as her eyes drifted closed and the memories of the past hour flooded back.