ember{ReconMarine}

Lying down on the table I can feel the sting of the welts on my ass, as I was given several severe blows with that punishment whip. He can see the discomfort in my face and my squirming around trying to find a less painful spot. “On your side slave, the right one there are no marks there and it will be more comfortable for you.” I turn to my right side and he was right--much better. I still have said nothing at all since my removal from the suspension. “Slave, you haven’t spoken to me.” I have been thinking, “how did I get here like this when I knew what I wasn’t to do? How could he do this to me, as my last punishment that I was given about three months ago wasn’t this bad?” “Master, I will never…” he interrupts me “Slave, this punishment will never be done again and I know you won’t break this rule again. You are a good slave most of the time.”


He looks at the welts and the other marks on the front of me too. He begins to rub my pussy where it’s the reddest. I pull back from him, even the slightest touch is painful. “Slave, I wont hurt you let me care for your wounds.” I now have become a bit angry myself at that statement he just gave. “Really you won’t hurt me? What do you call what you just did then? You won’t hurt me? What a load of bullshit!” Now looking in his eyes giving him how I really feel at this moment. “I should leave and never come back, you have never whipped me so hard to welt me and cause me to sob. I know I made you angry but I think you went way overboard this time.” I know this is back talk and I shouldn’t, but this is the way I feel. “Slave, I understand your feelings. However, as I said before I will never do this again. No more whipping of any kind unless you request it. I am a loving Master not into brutal punishment or torture.” I look at him in the eyes he is telling me the truth. There has never been a time when I haven’t been able to trust him. Tonight being the only exception to this. “You know how much you mean to me don’t you? I don’t want to lose the best slave I have ever had, so much more obedient than any others.” His eyes show his concern for me. He then tries again to touch me with a healing tender hand. This time I don’t pull back but rather let him caress the sore spots on me. “Will you stay with me here tonight, in my bed I want to make sure you heal and that the wounds heal.” I know this is what Master would like more than anything, as it’s been a request several times before I leave. This time however it’s due to his concern for my wellbeing not just for his pleasure of having me in his bed, although I know full well that’s part of it.


“Master due to my condition at the present time, it would hurt to much to drive anywhere. Master, no more whips ever again only the paddle please. Less chance of this welting and raised skin.” “Yes, slave, no more whips ever,” he leans down to kiss me. He then helps me off the table and back up the stairs.


He leads me to his bedroom where I have never been before. Inside a beautiful four post bed, large in size, with burgundy sheets and comforter, and large pillows to match. A chair is in the corner of the room by the window with a small round coffee table next to it, with the lamp on top. “This is where I sit to wait for you to arrive,” he tells me. He then shows me through the double doors to the master bath and on the opposite side is a very large walk in closet with a place for everything to be put.


He leads me to the bed and helps me take off my corset, and then lie down. He then lies next to me brushing my cheek, he pulls me to his lips kissing me passionately. I can tell he isn’t done with me. “How do feel? Can you lie down ok now without it hurting too much?” The concern is noted, “Not really, although it’s better than the hard table I was on.” I know it’s time for fun now, as the punishment is over. “Master I am ready for the pleasure of the night.” Knowing he will never hurt me like that again. I am anxious for the pleasures.







“On your knees on this bed.” He removes himself from the bed going into the massive walk-in closet, returning with rope and nipple clamps. I put my arms behind my back, not even needing told what to do. He ties my arms and wrists together, applies the nipples clamps and adjusts them, they’re on a chain with a weight that dangles down. Then my blindfold comes back on. “Only pleasure now slave, I know you like the blindfold for this.” He couldn’t be more right about that. He then leads me to the edge of the bed and takes me out. He now has me get on my knees beside the bed.


I hear the zipper on his pants, I then in turn lick my lips, always hungry for Masters cock in my mouth. He begins to tease me with it running it over my lips. I open my mouth ready to devour him. “No, not yet slave you will wait.” I can hear that he is enjoying teasing me; I love to be teased. He rubs his cock all over my face and back around my lips. “Open up wide, slut.” I open my mouth ready to taste him. He begins to hold my head and fuck my mouth. My tongue swirling around his cock and also licks his balls with his cock hitting the back of my throat. “Mmmm, my good slut.” I can hear how pleased he is. “I know this makes you want to cum, doesn’t it, slave?” I humming a yes with my mouth full. “You may cum at your own will as long as you are sucking me.” I start to cum, shaking and moaning as he continues to hold my head and fuck my mouth. “Damn, you suck my cock good.” It’s the one thing I love to do and take pride in knowing how to do it right. He takes his cock out of mouth helps me up off the floor, walks me to what I believe is the chair as I feel the support of it. He teases my pussy with his cock. “You are very wet my slut.” I love it when he teases me. He then starts teasing my ass, moaning hoping for him to be inside me soon.



He starts to pull on the chain connected to my nipple clamps. This makes me moan even louder, causing me to get even wetter. I feel him enter my ass, slowly to start. I let out a loud moan. “Master that is so good to have you in my ass.” He begins to move faster and harder. “Damn you have tight ass my pretty slut.” I continue to moan louder and louder. “Master, may I cum?”

“No.You may not, you will not cum until after I do, or with me.”

“Yes Master, I understand,” holding my cum. I can feel his cock pulse in my ass I know it wont be long before I am allowed to release. “Are you ready to cum now slut?” As if I needed to be asked. “Yes Master, please.” “When I say, only when I say.” I am now moaning very loud and barley able to hold it in any longer. I nod my head in confirmation that I understand. “Now my slut cum for me.” I begin to release, cumming hard and shaking, moaning loud. I feel him release and hear him, too. He then starts to fuck my pussy hard, and fast as I continue to shake.

“Now my slut cum again, cover my cock with your juices.” I cum again covering him in my juices as he told me. “I want you to keep cumming until I tell you to stop.” I egarly continue to follow this direction. “Yes my slut keep it up, your shaking is going to make me cum again, too.” I am so ready to feel him cum inside me again. “Damn, you are good, and I am going cum again.” I feel him release his explosion inside me and it makes me cum once more over him. He removes himself, and begins to untie me and removes my blindfold. He takes me in his arms and kisses me passionately.


“Now shall we get cleaned up, take care of your wounds and go to bed?”

“Yes, Master I would like that.’’