Text messages between H and Racy.

H: Racy. Your Master is not pleased with you.

Racy: Master, what have I done to incur your displeasure?

H: A slave never asks questions - you should know that by now.

Racy: Yes Master. I’m very sorry. I am a bad slave.

H: Yes you are and it’s time that you were punished.

Racy: Yes Master. You know I’ll do whatever I can to please you.

H: These are your instructions.
You will wait for me in your bedroom.
You will be wearing stockings, high heels and a skirt.
You will not be wearing any panties.
You will have the cane and ropes ready.
You will be bent over the bottom of the bed.
Then you will receive your punishment.

Racy: Thank you Master.

Later that evening I waited for my Master as instructed. I was dressed in my stockings and suspenders and black, high heeled shoes. I wore a skirt but no blouse or bra, exposing my full breasts as I leaned forward, gripping the wooden rail at the bottom of the bed. From downstairs came the sound of the front door opening and closing, followed by footsteps on the stairs. I closed my eyes and hung my head, waiting for my Master like a good submissive.

H walked into my bedroom, picked up the ropes and came to stand beside me. He put a hand over mine and began to wrap the rope around my wrist, securing me to the bed. When both hands were bound tightly he moved back to my side, slowly lifted my red hair from the nape of my neck began to kiss his way down to my shoulders. A low sound of pleasure escaped from my lips which was quickly followed by a sharp gasp as he roughly pulled my skirt up and smacked my bare bottom with the palm of his hand.

‘Now for your punishment.’

He moved to the side of the bed and from under lowered lids I watched him pick up the cane. I breathed deeply in and out in anticipation and closed my eyes. Standing behind me, he put his arms around my waist and undid the button and zip on my skirt, pulling it over my hips. As it slid to the floor I stepped out of it and resumed my position, bent forward with my naked bottom presented to him.

A brief pause and then I sensed the cane swish through the air and as it made contact with my bottom I gasped again, relishing the stinging sensation on my bare flesh. Another strike, slightly harder this time was followed by another and another and with each one my pussy twitched, forcing my juices out between my lips and onto my thighs. The flesh on my bottom felt pleasurably tender, smarting from the much needed discipline.

‘Have you been punished enough do you think?’ asked H as he moved closer to me and slid a hand between my slippery thighs. ‘Oh yes, Master,’ I replied, squirming with pleasure as he ran a finger over my clitoris. I heard the sound of a zip and then felt the head of his hard cock nudging against the lips of my pussy. I lifted my hips slightly and he slid straight into me, completely filling my tight pussy. He paused and then began to slide slowly in and out of me, his hands squeezing the tender cheeks of my bottom.

I was so close to coming and when H moved his hands around to my front and began to caress my breasts and pinch my erect nipples, I could hold back no longer. My muscles gripped his cock and I began to come, wave after wave of intense pleasure travelling through my body. One final thrust and H came too, holding me around my hips and pulling me tightly to him.

We stood for a few moments, me leaning over the bed and H leaning against me, catching our breath. As he untied my wrists, H said to me, ‘Well Racy, you are getting good at following instructions. I think you’re ready for the next stage in your training.’ ‘Yes Master,’ I replied with a smile as we moved together and began to kiss….