I know I need it. I need to be dominated. I also need sex. It’s been a couple of weeks without either and I know that emotional well being isn’t as strong. That is the only reason that I can think of as to why I would have such an erotic dream, waking up with my pussy throbbing and wet.

My Master knows that I have been bad – not doing my anal trainings, not following his directions, and touching my pussy without asking for permission. Not that I have to ask for permission, but if I do have a strong and erotic dream – I do have to let him know. So here it is:

I get a text from you asking why I haven’t uploaded a new video in a couple of days. My response is no real reason, just haven’t been in the mood lately. I know I sound petulant, but that is how I was feeling. Shortly thereafter, I get a text telling me to be at his place after work. I go through rest of my day concerned that I have angered him, and maybe losing the relationship I so desperately need.

As I get there, I get a text telling me to come in, not speak to him, go upstairs, strip, and lay naked on the bed with my legs spread. I am concerned as I did not shave my pussy this morning and I know that anytime I am with him, I have better be smooth enough to run a knife blade over. Following the directions, I walk silently behind you, go upstairs, and follow your directions. About 5 mins later, you come upstairs with that look on his face. You still haven’t spoke to me. You get your knife out, spreads my legs even wider and starts running the blade lightly over to see if I am smooth. You command me to stand up, bend over touching the bed, and spread my legs. You run the blade again and then ask me if I am following directions. I said no sir, I hadn’t shaved my pussy this morning as I didn’t expect to see him. You walk away from me, telling me to not move or speak. I hear you open the chest that holds my slave implements in it. Then walk back behind me, rub my ass, and I feel the crop hit my ass several times. I feel each individual stroke, but don’t scream out. You smack my ass 10 times, then tells me that I have 15 mins to shower and shave. If I am not back in the same position at the end of the time, I can pack and go home. That was the quickest, while still be safe shaving, shower I have taken. I was ready for you when he came back up stairs.

You push me down to the bed, telling me to roll over and spread my legs. Your going to check me again and I had better pass this time. I do and you tell me to stand up and turn around. Then I feel my collar being put on. As soon as it is on, you pull my hair and ask if I am ready for the night – immediately I say yes and knowing that I have been needing this – my brain automatically goes into submissive mode.

You pull my hands in front of me and puts on the rope handcuffs, drags me to the column and attaches them above my head and attaching my leash above my head, which will keep me from moving too much. You then get the clamps, blindfold, and a gag out. Bringing them over, smacking my tits and nipples with your hand to get them hard before you attach the clamps. You then put a blindfold on me, saying “Before I put the gag on you, I have a few questions for you.” You then ask about how many guys I have seen while not with him (2), how many guys touched my ass (1), when was the last time I played with myself (that morning), and how many days I hadn’t done my training (4).

“You’ve been a naughty little slut haven’t you and you know you are going to get punished. You asked me a while back if I ever used anything other than the crop, and I told you when the need was there. I know that you haven’t been bad enough to need, so I haven’t brought out anything else. But that changes tonight. You will accept your punishment correct?” “Yes Master I say” Scared as I know that he is not strong on corporal punishment unless I am bad. Even the little bit I have been receiving wasn’t that bad, but I have a feeling that was about to change tonight. Turning me around, you fasten the gag on me, then walk away. Knowing that I keep my training toys with me, you get my large my toy out of the bag and lube it up. I feel it going in my ass and start pulling away. It takes me about 5 minutes to get it all the way in, but you keep pushing. I hear you say “well if you would have been doing your training, this wouldn’t be hurting – deal with it, you know you can take it”. And keep pushing it in until my ass accepts it all. Then you tell me I had better keep it in if I don’t want it strapped in. Then you walk away. When you come back, you position me where my head against the column and my legs are spread out and away from the wall. Telling me to not move, I feel the flogger on my back, just lightly like you are warming me up. Then I hear you getting into your closet behind the door where I know you keep the belts. The next thing I feel is the belt smacking across my ass and I jump. “I told you to not move didn’t I?” I can only shake my head as the gag is in. “You have been very disobedient and I counted at least 8 infractions, with you giving away my ass without permission which is going to earn you double smacks. So, to make it easier – you are getting 20 with the belt.” I am shaking as I know not only is this going to hurt, but in my mind, the only time I deserve the belt is when I have been very very bad. I then feel the 1st smack. I try not to move as the belt cracks against my ass time and time again, but the tears are flowing and I feel like my ass in on fire. Finally the 20 are finished. Then you say “your punishment is not done yet” You turn me around, spread my legs further apart, and feel my pussy then my ass. The toy had started to slip, so you pushed it back in. You take my gag off and smack my pussy with your hand. “Who does this pussy belong to?” (smack)“You sir” (smack) “Then why is someone else touching it?” (smack) “Sir, you left me and you also have been so busy and haven’t had a lot of time for me. I was horny, I needed the relief.” (smack) “Are you that much of a slut and can’t do without it that you have to seek others?” (smack) “Yes sir” (smack). “From this point forward, you will start asking me to see others. If I am gone, I will arrange for another Master to handle your needs” (smack) “is that understood” (smack) “Yes sir” I cry out (smack). My pussy is on fire as much as my ass is now.

You walk away from me. I don’t usually cry during punishment, but the force of this one has me balling. You come back, taking my leash and hands down, you lead me to the bed and push me down face first. You pull the toy out of my ass and I feel your cock sliding in. You pound my ass, pulling my hair, telling me to not cum without permission. “Please Master, may I cum” I ask. ”Not yet” and you pound harder before you cum in me then you stop. I am so close, when I feel the toy being put back in. You then put another toy in my pussy and strap them both in. They are so big that I am full, but can’t cum with them in. You put a pillow and blanket on the floor. Pulling me off the bed, you attach my arms above my head and cover me up, telling me to sleep. My collar and blindfold are still on, the clamps are on, and my pussy and ass are full as I finally pass out.

The next morning, I wake up to you unfastening my hands, and telling me to suck your cock. I start licking it from the bottom of your scrotum up to your head before sliding my mouth over the top and into my mouth. You fuck my mouth and throat mercilessly until you cum again. I swallow it all down.

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