Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Being Late
by kitty
February 11th, 2002
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i was wet and on fire last night thinking of You, and all that You could allow me. So, i went to Your office again seeing if there was anything You may need done. For You have called me there. i open Your office door taking off my coat. All i had under it was what i was born with, Your collar, and a simple white tunic. i go to my hands and knees crawling to where You are at Your computer screen. i kneel at Your side until You acknowledge my presence by stroking my hair.
You say, "you are late. you know what the penalty for that is, don't you?" i gasp lowering my head in shame nodding my head in resignation. You pull me up by my hair saying; "I asked you a question. Answer it, slave."
i gulp, wetting my lips trying to speak, but the words get caught in my throat. Finally, i utter a simple, "Yes, Mistress."
You look down saying, "Good, slave, good slave." Now so W/we will not be interrupted You have locked Your office door. You walk over to Your desk opening a drawer bringing out some handcuffs. i put out my hands for binding, for i know this ritual well. You handcuff my hands together bringing down a hook from the ceiling attaching the cuffs to the hook making it so i can barely touch the floor. i am so wet by now that i am praying that this will be quick so that You can take me like the original plan had been until i was late.
You had called me at home saying You were in need of me, and to come to the office within the hour. i had struggled to get there on time, but it was no use, the traffic was terrible, and i knew i would have a price to pay for making You wait for me, Your slave.
As i dangled from the ceiling, You came up behind me putting a blindfold over my eyes putting me in complete and utter darkness. i started to flail about scared, but You soothed me by cooing in my ear that You would keep me safe, so not to worry. i calmed down hanging there waiting for Your next move.
i did not have long to wait. You had gotten Your riding crop which You keep here at the office for just such emergencies striking me on my left shoulder. i almost cried out, but stopped myself remembering where i was and that at the office i was not to utter a sound unless asked a question.
That was very difficult for me, and You knew that. That is why You would ask me to come here. You knew i would be in torment trying not to cry out in pain or pleasure. At times, when You were feeling especially nice, You would gag me, so i would be able to at least bite down on something. But not when i was being punished, that was part of the punishment not to be able to utter a word or sound during it.
Just as i was getting over the shock and pain of the first blow, here comes the next over my right shoulder. i grit my teeth not to cry out. You can hear the grinding clear from where You are standing.
i feel a blow to my right butt cheek that sings as it stings. As fast as that one was delivered another was given on the left butt cheek. Now there were twin red marks on my back and butt.
You come up close behind me. i feel You run the crop down my back, over the crack of my ass going straight for my cunt. The crop grazes my clit. i gasp at the touch. You run the crop up and down my slit. Covering it with my juices, then You tap my inner thighs with the object for me to spread wider for You. i do the best i can without losing my footing.
You come around to the front of me lifting my chin with the crop, which is wet with my juices, and You insert it into my mouth telling me to suck it and lick it clean. i do as i am instructed licking my juices from Your crop making little slurping sounds as i do. Finally, You pull it out of my mouth giving me a hot possessive kiss. Showing me i only belong to You, and no one else could make me feel like You do.
You step back watching me as i squirm for more contact with You, not knowing You were out of reach. The crop comes down again without warning. i let out a muted cry. i immediately know my mistake, begging for Your forgiveness. You say You are having too much fun to deal with it now, but tonight when You get home i will pay dearly for my outburst.
That promise makes me even wetter. i am dripping wet. my desire is all that i can smell until You come close to me again. i realize with joy that You are now naked in front of me. i can smell Your sweet desire. It is all i can do not to beg to taste You.
The crop comes down again hitting one of my swollen nipples then again to the other. All of a sudden, i feel Your hot mouth engulf my nipple. i melt into the touch, but alas it is not to be for too long. You pull away from me denying me once again. i almost cry out again for the denial i have been given once again, but i bite my tongue accepting it.
i feel both of Your hands run the length of me very lightly. i can feel the crop again on my clit. You tap it making me spasm from the contact. All of sudden, You impale me on the rod telling me to ride it. i do the best i can from where i am hanging, but am frustrated at not being able to do, as I would like.
i am almost insane with need when You pull away from me once again. You pinch one of my nipples while the other one is getting a tongue-lashing. i am in heaven until You deny me once again.
i whimper just hanging there hoping this torture will be over soon so i can feed on Your sweet nectar. As if hearing my thoughts, You bring Your finger to my lips. i smell Your desire on it. You tell me to suck it clean, and i am more than happy to do this task.
Once i am done with Your finger, You release me from my confines steering me on my knees. i still have the blindfold on, but i know where i am from the sweet smell that is on the air. You push my head towards Your desire telling me to make You proud. i do as told diving in licking and sucking Your cunt lips exploring every nook and cranny i could find. i feel You relax. i know i am doing my job. i then give Your clit a tongue lashing nipping at it as well. i get to a certain spot and You grab my head keeping it there saying, "In Now, bitch." i insert three fingers pumping for all i am worth while still licking that special spot. When i feel You about to cum i move to Your clit sucking hard. You cum with no sound as usual in the office.
When You have gotten Your composer back, You throw me down to the floor and fuck me with three fingers until i am about to cum, then You pull out telling me i have to wait for release for being a naughty slave and being late. i beg, and plead with You that i can not go the rest of the day this way. You grab me telling me, "you will do as you are told is that understood, slave."
i lower my head saying, "Yes, Mistress, as You wish." i gather up my coat putting it on leaving to go home to await You and for You to end my torment or prolong it as You see fit, for You are the Mistress, and i am the slave. You own me, and i would not have it any other way.
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The End - 'Being Late' - by kitty