A little story

The smell of freshly brewed coffee gets my attention, and I make my way into the kitchen. I don’t drink it, and my sub is still on a ban from her last punishment. Why is this aroma filling the house? Walking into the kitchen I find her, sitting at the bar, enjoying a cup of coffee while reading the newspaper. I stay in place, a smirk covering my lips.

“What?” she asks, looking up at me.

“Nothing,” I grin. “Enjoying your coffee?”

“Oh yes,” she smiles. “I’ve missed it.”

Stepping closer to her, I grab the cup, setting it to the side before focusing in on her eyes.

“What are you doing, Sir?”

“Ask yourself, is my little whore allowed to have coffee right now?”

“Yes,” she says, too quickly. “My ban is over as of today.”

“Is it?”

“You said two weeks, I put the reminder in my phone.”

“I said three weeks,” I correct her.

“Fuck,” she replies. “I’m sorry, Sir.”

“Finish your cup. Your punishment has been extended for another two weeks.”

“On top of the three or two?”

“The three.”

“Five weeks without coffee? You’re kidding me. That is cruel,” she begins. “Can I write lines.”

“Are we being sassy? Did we forget why we got that punishment in the first place?”

“No, Sir. Five weeks.”

“Once you’re done, meet me upstairs in the dungeon.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Heading upstairs, I can’t wait for what is about to unfold. Getting all of my things together, I lay them out on the bed. Wrist cuffs, flogger, gag, and a few aftercare items. Within three minutes, I hear her footsteps approach, and then she comes into view.

“Loose all of the clothes,” I demand, and she pulls her nightshirt over her head, dropping it to the floor before removing her panties.

Pointing down with two fingers, she knows I want her to kneel, and she comes closer before sinking to her knees. With the palms of her hands on top of her thighs, her eyes peer up at me.

“That beautiful fucking little sassy mouth of yours gets you in trouble quite a bit, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replies.

“I’m starting to think that you enjoy the echo,” I say, and she purses her lips not to smile. “Answer me!”

“Sometimes, Sir,” she counters.

“And sometimes you don’t?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well, the same goes for your sassiness. Sometimes I enjoy it, but other times you take it too far.”

“I apologize, Sir.”

“Open your mouth,” I say, in a stern tone and she does without hesitation.

Undoing my pants, I pull out my already swollen cock, holding it at the base. Running the head over her lips, she stays in position, and keeps her mouth open. Teasing her a bit more, I can see that her body relaxes just a bit, and that’s when I plunge it in the back of her throat, making her gag immediately. Gripping her my her hair, I move her head back and forth to my liking, the sounds of gags and coughs sending vibrations through my cock. She keeps her hands on her thighs, like a good girl. The tears start to flow because I am being anything but gentle. A few more hard thrust, and I suddenly withdraw, leaving her gasping for air. Moving my hand on my cock, I continue to pump until I shoot my load all over her face. She knows better than to wipe it away, and just takes it, still catching her breath. Without saying a word, I grip her by the collar around her neck and bring her to her feet. Grabbing the wrist cuffs, I place one around her left wrist before leading her over tot the four poster bed, confining her to the post, her back towards me. Grabbing the flogger, run it down her shoulder, before pulling it back and striking her on the right side of her ass, making her gasp immediately. I do the same on the other side. Turning her body around a little to where she is facing me, the twist on the cuffs is ensuring that her wrists stay exactly where they are. I begin flogging her breasts, and her body reacts with sudden movements, her lips spewing profanities. Sinking down to my knees, with the flogger still in hand, my tongue pushes past her sex lips and I indulge in the sweet desire that is pouring onto my tongue. She is soaking, just the way I like it, just the way I demand she be. Moving forward, my tongue finds her clit, circling slowly, making her moan in pleasure. Then I wrap my lips around it, sucking hard, and that’s when the screaming starts. She tries to close her legs in reaction, but my hand pushes her thigh away, not happening. I knew this would make her come, repeatedly and even though it’s not her favorite, she’s lucky I even have her this release. As she pants, I rise to my feet, my tongue licking over her bottom lip. Stepping back, she is still standing thee with legs spread, and without warning, I flog her pussy, hitting her very swollen clit. Striking her again, she pulls against the post as best as she can, growling.

“Sassiness bought you five strikes, and we start at one,” I say, and demand she count with me.

Giving her the last strike, I see her nipples are erect, the inside of her thigh is glistening with her cum, and passion is written in her face. Dropping the flogger, I turn her body around, giving her wrists some slack. Pushing her back down, her hands that are gripping the post, move further down and once I have her in position, I kick her legs far apart and bury my cock deep inside of her throbbing pussy. I fuck her hard, the bed’s headboard slamming against the wall. Pulling her hair back with my hand, I tell her that she is my dirty fucking whore and today I will use her body whenever and wherever I want and she better be ready as soon as I demand. Withdrawing my cock, I use my free hand to spread her ass while I pump my cock to shoot cum all over her entrance.

“And now my whore will get her ass fucked.”