I am in So much trouble, Anya thought as she drove to her Master’s house. They hadn’t seen each other all week due to their busy schedules, but before they parted ways last Saturday, he gave her a simple order.

       “You are not to cum this week, slave. You must play for an hour before you go to bed, but do not cum.”

       It hadn’t seemed like a hard task at all, that is until Wednesday…

       An hour before she went to bed that night, she had been following orders when the phone rang. “Hello, Master.”

       “Good evening, little one. What are you up to?”

       He knew exactly what she was up to. She knew it, but she also knew that Him having her admit things like that out loud both embarrassed and excited her.

       “I am playing as You commanded, Sir.”

       “Mmm, good girl.” He replied softly, “but what are you thinking?” he wondered after a while.

       She had held her breath and let it out in a long sigh. This isn’t going to be a good, she had thought.

       “Are you picturing yourself tied to My bed as I lick your sweet little pussy?” he wondered.

       She moaned as the image popped into her mind, her fingers pressed harder into her clit in response.

       “Or maybe your favorite position while I make you cum over and over again.”

       She felt the familiar tension in her belly that signaled her orgasm and quickly yanked her hand back. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm herself.

       A chuckle of pure male satisfaction reached her ear, “Who told you to stop?” he demanded.

       She returned her fingertips to her center with a very light touch as He continued talking…

       “I seem to have forgotten your favorite position, slave. Remind me.” He demanded softly.

       She felt her face flame even as she groaned at the mental image. Forgot my foot, she thought. It was one of HIS favorite positions as well.

       She had to take her hand away yet again as she softly told Him what He wanted to hear. “Being tied doggy style to Your bed as You slide a plug into my tight little asshole and fuck my greedy pussy.”

       His breathing went suddenly harsh and he let out a groan and she knew He had just climaxed. The knowledge nearly pushed her over the edge again.

       When His breathing returned to normal, He chuckled again, “That was wonderful little one, see you Friday.”

       The second she hung up, her fingers went straight to her clit and it only took her seconds to cum.

       She sighed loudly as she turned into His driveway and shut off her car engine. The minute she walked in the door and looked into His eyes, He would know she hadn’t followed His orders. He always knew, not that she’d ever be stupid enough to hide anything from Him.

       When she got to the front door, it opened before she could knock. Strong hands pulled her inside and she found herself once again in her Master’s arms.

       “I’ve missed you My Anya.”

       “I’ve missed You as well Master Torin.”

       He took her by the hand and led her into the kitchen where He sat at the kitchen table while she got started on preparing their dinner. While she cooked, they caught up on each other’s week and how happy they were for the holiday weekend so they had extra time to spend together.

       “So how did your task go this week?” He asked as she sat His plate in front of Him and took the chair across from Him.

       She dipped her head and stayed silent, giving Him the answer without words. He said no more while they ate and as she removed their plates after dinner. While she was cleaning, He left the room and didn’t return until she had finished. The first thing she noticed was that He had changed into what she called his “punishment clothes”, a pair of black running pants and a tight black t-shirt. The second thing she noticed was the look of disappoint he was giving her. That look hurt more than any physical punishment he could mete out.

       He said nothing to her just gave her that dark look then turned and headed toward His bedroom. She followed him down the hall, through His bedroom, and into the bathroom. When she saw the restraints hanging from the specially added rod in His large shower stall, she gulped and turned to look at her Master.

       “You know what to do, slave.” He said simply.

       No point in arguing, she thought as she stripped quickly and stepped into the shower, raising her arms high above her head. He stepped in after her and restrained her arms with the ease of long practice. Stepping out again, He turned the water on quickly and she couldn’t hold back her gasp as the cold water hit her skin. It warmed quickly enough, but she was still shivering.

       “So my greedy little slave couldn’t even wait six days to cum.” He murmured as he grabbed the shower massager and started adjusting it to his favorite setting.

       Her shaking increased as He aimed the pulsing water at her closed thighs. She was in for a long night and she knew it. He had never punished her like this before, but she had never deliberately disobeyed Him before either.

       His hand gave a sharp slap to her thighs and she opened them immediately, exposing her dripping wet pussy to His gaze.

       “Still want to cum you naughty slut?” he demanded harshly in her ear.

       Without giving her a chance to respond, he moved the shower massager directly to her clit. She jerked and moaned as he adjusted the sprayer, making the water pulse against her.

       “You are going to cum so many times you’ll lose count. You’re going to beg me to stop, scream for it to end.” He said roughly as her first orgasm shot through her.

       She gave a loud moan as she came, but the pleasure didn’t ease as it usually did, He always gave her time to calm down before giving her another orgasm because He knew how sensitive she became. He kept the pulsing water against her over sensitized clit as she began squirming, trying to get away. Each time she moved her hips, he spanked her bottom sharply. The spanking only turned her on more, sending her into another orgasm.

       He smiled as she screamed, as if the sound were sweet music to his ears.

       After her fourth orgasm she began begging, “Master please! Please stop! Just for a min…” her words were cut off as yet another orgasm ripped through her.

       “But you wanted to cum didn’t you?” He asked sweetly as her legs gave out and she sagged against her restraints.

       “Please…” she whispered, then gave a horse scream as He adjusted the pulsing water yet again.

       He replaced the massager and quickly shut the water off and released her, helping her out of the shower and into the bedroom.

       She sank onto the bed gratefully, but knew that this wasn’t the end of her punishment.

       “Favorite position. Now.” He demanded roughly.

       He had never spoken to her like that before, but she moved as quickly as she could to scramble onto her hands and knees laying her head on the bed and pointing her bottom in the air.

       She shivered in anticipation as he restrained her, then moaned softly as she felt the cool leather strips of the flogger trail down her back.

       “You’ve been a bad slave haven’t you?”

       She gasped at the stinging burn as the first stroke hit her rear.

       “Yes, Master.”

       As the stinging blows kept coming, she felt the tip of a butt plug slowly start to enter her. His hand caressed her bottom as He slid the plug in to the hilt, then returned to whipping her now rosy red cheeks.

After several more minuets of this she heard the sound of a vibrator turn on. Her whole body jerked and it was pressed against her clit without warning, As He tortured her sore clit, his hand gripped the plug in her ass and began moving it in and out of her.

       The orgasm came quickly almost taking her by surprise. She could feel the cum dripping out of her swollen pussy and running down her thighs.

       By the end of the third orgasm she was begging for it to stop in between ragged breaths.

       But He didn’t stop. He pushed the plug into her rear again, then began sliding a large dildo into her soaked pussy. Her scream ripped through the room as her body convulsed around the huge fake dick.

       “That’s a good girl.” Her Master whispered, moving the dildo hard and fast inside of her. “I want you to squirt for me, slave. I want to see how much you enjoy this.”

       “Master… I… I.” She had squirted for Him a couple of times, but the idea of it still embarrassed her. But as he kept fucking her roughly with the toy, she felt the pressure build, and groaned as he removed the toy and she squirted. Her legs went out from under her as her whole body spasmed. She heard his groan of pleasure and knew he must’ve come with her, though she couldn’t see him.

       “I love when you do that.” He moved the toy back inside of her and kept up the rough pace. “Squirt again for me, little one.”

       She didn’t think she was capable of it. It was too much. Too much pleasure. She could hear her ragged breathing and swore her heart skipped a beat or two as she screamed through yet another orgasm. She squirted again just before she passed out.

       She didn’t know how long she had been out, but when she woke she was laying on her back and her Master was on top of her, sliding his penis into her still dripping pussy. She was so tired she could barley move, but she managed to wrap her arms around him as he moved slowly inside of her.

       “No more disobeying me, My Anya.” He spoke softly as rocked them both to a slow burning orgasm.

       “Never Master Torin.” She said just as softly.

       When they had finished he gathered her into his arms and held her as she fell into an exhausted sleep.

FINIS