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Submitting to my Master
by theeverydaysub (no address provided)

***

Master punishes me for breaking one of his rules. (MF, 
d/s, oral, anal, bd)

***

Master and I were spending our evening watching a movie 
on the TV. We were laying on the couch, and he was 
laying behind me, arms around me and my back pressed to 
his chest. I was wearing a t-shirt and panties while he 
cuddled me from behind. He was idly twisting my nipple 
underneath my shirt, causing my body to tense up. 

Every so often he would slide his hands down my panties 
and rub his finger across my clit. This had been going 
on for about thirty minutes now, and by this time I had 
forgotten all about the TV. He seemed to not even 
realize what he was doing, and if he did, he was doing a 
wonderful job of hiding it. 

My mind, however, was focused completely on his fingers. 
My panties were getting wetter with each minute, but I 
didn't dare ask him if he would fuck me, he'd do that 
when he was ready. I was afraid if I asked he would call 
me a desperate whore, and as punishment would fuck his 
toy tonight instead of me, leaving me a horny mess. 

"My dick needs to be sucked, slut."

The order was unexpected but extremely welcome. I 
quickly slid off the couch and knelt before his crotch.  
I could see the bulge of his cock straining against the 
fabric of his jeans. I placed my hand on it, feeling its 
warmth and girth. It felt big underneath my hand.

"Hurry the fuck up, will you?" he growled, and I quickly 
unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Eight inches of cock 
sprung out in front of my lips. Precum dripped from the 
tip but I deftly licked it up, enjoying the taste. I 
slipped my tongue under the head of his cock and let it 
sit there heavily until I wrapped my lips around it and 
began to suck. 

Sucking his dick was my absolute favorite thing to do. I 
closed my eyes and began to enjoy myself, sliding up and 
down his shaft until I felt the head pressed against the 
back of my throat. I longed for him to grab my head and 
throat-fuck me until I choked. I wouldn't care if I 
cried or gagged, so long as he was satisfied and I was 
considered a good submissive slut.

"Why are your clothes still on, my little cunt?" 

I realized I was still in my t-shirt and panties.  I 
slid the dampened panties off, but the shirt was more of 
an issue. He didn't like it when I took my mouth off of 
his cock when blowing him, but in order to remove my 
shirt I would have to. I tried as fast as I could to 
pull my shirt up and over my head, but as soon as my 
lips drew back a hard slap knocked me backward. 

My hands were tangled in the shirt above my head and I 
fell on my side. I looked back up into his eyes and was 
treated with another slap across the cheek. I did not 
look back up, but instead stared into the carpet, both 
cheeks burning.

"Who the fuck told you to take my cock out of your 
mouth?"

He was standing over me now. I stared deeper into the 
carpet. 

"I- I'm sorry, Sir."

"I thought I'd made myself clear that rule was not to be 
broken."

I didn't answer. He sighed, "Since you can't fucking 
learn I guess we'll have to start all over again."

He went into the bedroom and returned with a collar, 
leash, and tie. He snapped the collar around my neck and 
tied the tie over my eyes so I couldn't see. He hadn't 
had me wear the collar since I'd been initially trained. 
My cheeks burned from both embarrassment and the slaps 
now. He attached the leash to the collar and gave it a 
hard yank, pulling me toward the bedroom. I attempted to 
rise in order to follow him on two legs.

"No," he spoke, grabbing a fistful of my hair pushing me 
back to the floor. He yanked again and I was forced to 
scurry after him on my hands and knees, trying to 
maintain any dignity I had left. When we reached the 
bedroom he jerked me forward and I went barreling onto 
the bed.

"Hands and knees," he barked. I quickly assumed the 
position. A hand slapped me hard on the ass and I 
jumped. "Spread your knees. If you close them at any 
point during punishment, we start over."

The first lash fell hard against my left butt cheek. I 
stifled a cry. I hadn't even heard him get out the whip. 
The next lash came down on my right butt cheek.

"Only 18 more to go."

The lashes came down on my ass, thighs, and even feet 
again and again. I bit my lip hard to stop any sounds. 

"I don't understand why you can't follow simple fucking 
directions," he commented. "Maybe I need to find a new 
submissive who can actually please me."

I wanted to beg him not to. Wanted to beg him to let me 
try again, even while he was whipping me. I wanted to 
plead with him that I was a good submissive and that I 
had only made a simple mistake, but I knew if I spoke 
without his expressed permission I would only get more 
lashes.

When he reached 5 more lashes left he brought the whip 
up between my legs, whipping my pussy. I whimpered.

"Did I just hear a cry?"

"N-n-no sir."

"GOOD." 

The word was emphasized with a lash came up hard against 
my pussy again and I felt tears in the corners of my 
eyes. Blindfolded, I had no idea when the next lash 
would come, and therefore had no time to brace myself. 
When I did, he would simply wait for me to relax again 
before he brought the whip back up.

By the time it was all over I was shaking from pain and 
my pussy was dripping. He came over in front of me and 
pulled the blindfold up. His cock was only a few inches 
from my mouth. I leaned forward to lick it, but he drew 
back, sneering.

"I think not."

He twirled the whip in his hand and walked around me, 
then leaned in to look at my pussy.

"You are a little slut, aren't you? Good God, I whip you 
raw and you still want to fuck me."

He took the handle of the whip and ran it across my clit 
and down to my pussy, pausing at the entrance. He pushed 
the handle in only a little, and began fucking me with 
it, an inch at a time. I pushed back against the whip, 
lustfully, wishing it was him instead. He laughed and 
pulled the handle away.

"No, no. I see now that whipping you isn't a punishment. 
You'll fuck anything that moves, won't you?"

I exhaled heavily, I needed something, anything. He put 
two fingers inside me and rested his thumb on my 
asshole. I tried to wriggle away but he squeezed and 
held me. I was self-conscious about my ass and still 
wasn't comfortable with him touching me there so I 
whined. After a few seconds of holding me he spoke.

"I think we've found you a punishment, my little cunt."

Suddenly the blindfold was back around my eyes. He 
pushed my head down into the bed, and I felt something 
cold being spread from his hand on my ass. He stuck one 
finger up inside me. I cried out and grabbed the sheets. 
He grabbed my hair and turned my head to where I had a 
cheek on the bed.

"Listen, slut. With this punishment you may cry. You may 
beg, you may plead. But understand that I will not stop. 
You're a little whore who can't even keep her Master's 
dick in her mouth and this is what you deserve for 
deliberately disobeying my rules."

With that, he pushed the head of his dick into my ass. I 
tensed but could do nothing to stop it. Soon he was 
buried up to the hilt. My body was in so much shock that 
I couldn't make a sound. I lay there, fully impaled and 
fully his bitch. He began to pull his dick out of my ass 
and that's when the pain really started. I whimpered and 
struggled but that only succeeded in making the pain 
worse. 

"Please-" I gasped, but his hand came down on my head 
again, pushing it farther into the pillow. Eventually I 
stopped struggling. I realized he was enjoying this, and 
with that, so was I. Every painful thrust was countered 
with a desire to please. If I was a bitch at least I was 
his bitch, and if I was a slut at least I was his slut. 
He expected me to be strong enough to handle this and 
the last thing I wanted was to disappoint him. He had 
never put me through this much pain and for that I loved 
him.

I relaxed and he fucked me for a few more minutes. I 
felt like a rag doll being thrown around. My body was 
limp and fully submitted to him. Finally he pulled my 
hips against his cock and came deep within me. Despite 
all of the pain and shame, I realized I wanted him to do 
this again. 

When he was done he pulled his dick out and picked up 
the leash. Bleeding, I was half-walked, half dragged 
back to the couch, where he sat and turned the movie 
back on. He held his dick and looked at me expectantly. 
I crawled over and began to suck. He ran his fingers 
through my hair but I did not dare look him in the eyes.

"You will learn to be better, my little slut." He said, 
wiping a tear from my cheek as I choked on a mouthful of 
his dick. "I know you will not make the same mistake 
again..."

END

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