Finding their way

She giggled as she put the last piece of her surprise for her master down, she was looking forward to his reaction after all he had a long weekend off and she wouldn’t be able to do anything like this till he was back at work.

She heard his footsteps so hid behind the island counter in their kitchen. She held her breath with anticipation.

“PET” came an angry shout. She jumped up immediately with her head down.

“Ye-es master” she stumbled.

“What is the meaning of this?” He gestured to her prank. Obviously angry, not laughing like he was meant to be.

“Well you see” she began “I thought it would be a funny surprise to up the ante this year…….” She paused for thought.

“So you thought eating MY tub of ice cream then blaming the elf for it would be funny huh?” He growled “well your about to start a weekend of your version of fun my sweet pet”

Nervously she shifted weight from foot to foot. She didn’t realise he would be mad. Mad enough to punish her.

“Strip and stay here” as he drew close the kitchen curtains. He headed for their bedroom. Slowly she stripped and got on her knees in her submissive pose. She heard chains and realised this wasn’t going to be good. “I need you standing with hands behind your back” he stated. She’d quickly did what he asked of her.

Clamp, clamp…. Went the handcuffs around her wrists. He then guided her over to the dining room table and bent her over it. “This is to stay in from the moment the punishment starts till the moment it ends ” he said but she couldn’t see what he was talking about.

Suddenly she felt a slimy force against her anus and realised he was talking about her buttplug. Gulping she hoped the worst was over. Then suddenly click. Her chastity belt was on her. There was no way she could sneak the butt plug out now…… she tried to turn towards her master but he held her in position. “ oh you’ll want to wait to turn around my sweet, this isn’t done yet.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “Well that was 500ml of ice cream you wasted, so let’s knock off a zero and that will be the strokes per cheek. Now come here for a warm up.” He said gently letting her up.

“But but but” she began to get her tongue twisted in knots.

“No buts” he hurried her along and placed her gently over his knee. He started slow but with rhythm to his swats, growing incredibly harder each time she hot used to one intensity. Then suddenly nothing. “ now stand” he commanded. She quickly did so ignoring the pulsating of each cheek. “Now the belt, bend over the back of the couch, and stay still and quiet or your last piece of punishment gets moved up a notch.

Wondering how it could get any worse she quickly moved into position. But she started wriggling at stroke ten, moaning at twenty and by thirty she was blubbering. “Just twenty each left”

“Please sir iiiiii can’t. Just make my other punishment worse, please” she begged.

“Fine but I insist on 2 left per cheek for your not being able to stay quiet and still. And these will be at full strength.” She nodded and gritted her teeth. Whack, whack, whack, whack. And it was done. She was sobbing. He picked her up and laid her face down on his lap and gently kneaded her buttocks to release some of the pain. “One punishment left my sweets then all is forgiven.”

He produced her two electro nipple clamps, and whispered “show master what a good girl you are and put these on” and click her hands were free. Hesitantly she took them and placed each one obediently on a nipple. “Now, your punishment, level 5 gets you squirming, 6 gets you begging. Hmmm let’s see what 7 brings us”.

He turned them on, and gave her a warning, “no matter what you are not to remove these until told, you may squirm, moan, beg but no touching them. Now let’s count the levels together”.

“One” gave her a tingly feeling but nothing else. “Two” brought a stronger tingling, one that had her slightly moaning. “Three” a sharp bite this time but still she was morning. “Four” her smile disappeared as the pain began setting in. “Five”, and just like her master predicted she was squirming. “Six” she began begging for mercy as he expected but held fast. “One more my pet and this time it’s going to stay on for five minutes so come here, back to me.”

She was still begging but did as she was told, he grabbed her wrists and took his tie, binding her wrists together safely, then carried her unexpectedly to their bed. Lying her down on her back, he smirked and said “seven” as he pressed the increase button.

She began vocalising in pain but pleasure at the same time, writhing on her back desperately trying to free herself but failing. He sat on the edge of the bed watching the show. Now she would think twice before wasting perfectly good food. “Five, four, three, two. One” and he turned them off at the five minute.

Her chest was heaving but she looked up at him in love “sorry master for wasting your ice cream for a prank, may we take the belt off and the plug out master”.

“Yes my sweet, I know you have learned your lesson,” he said lovingly as he untied her wrists, took off the chastity belt and out the butt plug and finally took off the now switched off clamps hearing her squeal as blood rushed back to her nipples. He knew just the remedy, he grabbed one breast in one hand massaging her nipple and sucked the other turning her cries of pain into those of pleasure.