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Yes Sir.
Remind me of the rule. Ah, the squirming was delicious.
It s& um& ah&
Answer me without the stammering.
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The rule is that disrespectful behavior is punished, Sir.
Punished how?
However& However you see fit, Sir.
Mm. He took the switch from her fingers and tapped her thigh with it. Inside.
Take your clothes off and stand against the wall in the bedroom.
He watched her go, secretly thrilling to the reluctance in her movement. Lovely
subbie. He would hurt her a little, but he would love her a lot more than that.
He took his time corralling Cerberus from the backseat and collecting his
photography equipment, enjoying thoughts of Sophie waiting, nervous and tense, in the
bedroom. He even took a few moments to get a cola in the kitchen, then as an
afterthought grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator for Sophie. He left Cerby
waiting at the bedroom door.
Sorry, friend. You won t like this scene. I m going in there to bring the pain to your
favorite person. Cerby gazed up at him, droll canine accusation, and let out a small
whine. She likes it, Cerb. Don t give me that look. But you d best stay out for now,
boy.
* * * * *
She heard him shut the door. She was assailed with familiar feelings of fear,
excitement and base lust. She tried to stand straight and still, her nipples and knees to
the wall the way he d taught her. Hyper-alert, she heard each soft footfall until he stood
beside her and then the brush of hair against her ear.
Hello, naughty girl.
Hello, Sir, she whispered into the wall.
Here. Drink. Don t want you to get dehydrated when you start crying. She
snorted, stifling laughter as he nuzzled her. As she took a few sips of water, Cerby s low
whine sounded from just outside the door. Go lie down, boy, Dave called. She s in
good hands. He ran his hands down over her ass cheek. Very good hands. Aren t
you?
Yes Sir. She took a shuddery breath.
He ran his fingers through her hair, parting it, soothing the tension in her neck.
You hate it when I make you wait, don t you?
Yes Sir. To be honest.
Well then, let s not make you wait any longer. Put your hands on the wall.
When she was in position, he stepped back and striped her bottom with the switch.
She yelped and went up on her toes from the searing pain. Another stripe of fire and
she was already pleading.
Sir, Please!
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He put his hand on the small of her back. Take some deep breaths. As you know,
it s not meant to feel good. You re being punished for being disrespectful.
She couldn t help the whimper that escaped her throat. She loved his discipline, but
she hated it. Each painful stroke destroyed her and yet fulfilled her. They elevated her
to a higher plane of existence Dave s will, and her submission to it. But it hurt. I m
okay, Sir. I m sorry. Please punish me as you see fit.
I will. But let s remember once more why you re submitting to this. When you
disrespect me, even subtly, it undermines the entire basis of our happiness. Doesn t it?
His kind, patient voice shamed her more than any ranting or railing. Yes Sir. I hate
when I m disrespectful to you.
And I am respectful to you, am I not? I handle you very carefully. I do that out of
respect for you and respect for our dynamic.
Yes Sir. She would cry in a moment if he didn t just get on with it. Please, Sir.
I m so ashamed.
That s good sometimes, isn t it? To feel ashamed? Sometimes it suits you. He
nuzzled her again, running his hand over her ass and between her cheeks, probing her
asshole. It took every ounce of her control to be still and let him do it.
Good girl, he said, recognizing her effort. I think I ll plug you before I whip you.
I know that always makes you feel very submissive and remorseful.
Sophie couldn t do anything but emit a small sigh of agreement and wait. She heard
him rummage in the chest of toys and then go into the bathroom. He returned and she
resisted the impulse to look over and see what toy he d selected. She d know soon
enough anyway, by feel. He had larger toys he used to truly punish her. She wasn t sure
how angry he really was today. Disrespect was a huge sticking point with him.
However, it hadn t been an overt or verbal show of will, and he seemed in a pretty good
mood. Maybe he d just use the smaller one he put in to warm her up for anal sex.
She tensed and then willed herself to relax as he pushed the plug against her tiny
hole. He eased it in slowly, pausing when she drew her breath in, when it reached that
widest point of girth and she had to pant to accept it. He gave her just a moment before
he pressed it all the way home. She felt full, impaled. It wasn t the largest one, that
made her feel pried open, but it wasn t the smallest one either, that delivered mostly
sensation. It was a medium one, enough to remind her that he was teaching her a
lesson, but not so much that she forgot what the lesson was.
She d barely adjusted to the fullness of the invasion when Dave resumed the
punishment. Now there was the sharp, fiery sensation of the stripes to bear, on top of
the throbbing in her ass. One moment at a time, she reminded herself. You earned this.
Present and accept. Her hands made fists as each stroke fell. The switch licked across her
flesh with a hot, stinging pain that made her rise up on her toes and grit her teeth. He
didn t make her count out loud but she counted in her head in desperation. One, two,
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