My first punishment

February 21, 2020

Silence, words not spoken that is the loudest sound of all. I got in the car and and was greeted by a thick heavy sense, that of knowing, knowing Sir was cross, more cross than I realised.

I spoke and Sir ignored my hello, I questioned "only 30 minutes then?"

A short " yes" was all I received, I quickly understood what was expected of me, to sit in silence.

The sensation and exhilaration of *** and suspense immediately rising within me I felt my entire body tighten.

I became nervous and realised I had not dropped my gaze from Sir, I ***ed that may be seen as another act of defiance so I rapidly looked down at my hands, I noticed Sir's choice of music on the way. Soon I started sneaking side glances to take in this moment, Sir's masculinity, his sent, his arms even the way his hairs rest across them , his shoes on the pedals as the car responds to him and his beautiful hands that control the wheel.

Those hands, at those hands I am putty and weak. The way they nurture and caress and guide my body to perform to Sir's command.

The drive was probably not as long as it felt and as we pulled up to a remote parking spot I felt my breath quicken. Sir spoke "Get out, pants down, over the bonnet" his voice sounded loud against the quite music

As I leave my seat I'm told to take my phone.

It's cold as I sand there in front of the car,. My eyes locked onto Sir watching his face brooding as I undo my beautiful tortishell buckled belt. I unfastened my jeans and gently lowered them down followed immediately by my knickers. I step forward as my now free shirt flows around the top of my thighs in the breeze.

The second my hands touch the bonnet Sir exits the car and opens the back door.

Sir slowly puts on his coat and my god he looks sexy, dark and dominating, I had to remind myself to focus on what's coming next. he reaches back into the car and pulls something out taking his sweet time with each movement prolonging my suspense.

As Sir approaches me my emotions become unsteady and into my ear so close to me I feel his hot breath dancing on my skin, Sir explains why I am here like I am.

Firstly my back chat he's had enough, his firm hands pinch and caress my exposed arse cheeks as if to tender them, I feel warmth pool to where he touches me.

he asks me how many times I had contacted him following a text that was asking me to complete a simple task, and to not message him until it was done.

I told sir I didn't know "look at your phone" my hands nervously fumbled over the screen with my elbows still rested on the bonnet. Sir waited patiently until he could no long stand my clumsy attempt to find the messages... "I know, I'll tell you, it was three" he said.

I caught a glimpse of something long hard and slender in his hand, oh my *** and antisipation began to rise but at the same time the second I knew what was coming my pussy became wet and my body flinched and twitched in excitement.

As Sir came down on my soft sensitive arse. warmth flooded to it and I literally felt it glow my entire body tingled from the shock of the first swack. I brace myself for the next again and again each one more lively than before my body rushing with thoughts and emotions. Foolishly I began to think that was it but it wasn't.

Sir has more to correct me on, he grabs my cunt as he explained my mistakes and each one more bratty than the other.. Oh Sir I am so sorry. I don't know what I've been thinking, behaving like this! But please god your grip on my cunt has me dripping. I silently pleaded for him not to stop as my cunt throbbed and tightened.

As he draws his stiff cane I know that it's coming and I prepared myself for contact, my breaths staggered and my body winced as the sensation of the cane rippled from my arse cheeks, a small sound escapes from my lungs into the world for Sir to hear. At the same time pearly tear drops formed and rolled from my eyes one after the other, I didn't expect to cry so easily. yet the overwhelming concoction that Sir was stirring was emminating throughout my entire body and soul.

I can't tell whether my tears were the effect of the cane or the disappointment from sir, I'm inclined to go woth the latter for I'd really let him down.

One cane for each time I had disrespected sir and each one I knew I truly deserved,

My tears continue as Sir continued his lesson.

You may be wondering what had lead to this moment... So earlier in the day sir had tried to address my back chat. In the end He asked a question and I kept not giving a straight answer about owning a dildo...I was ordered to insert my dildo in my arse and send him the video of it inserted, I was not to contact him until it was done. Again my disobedience came through and I messaged Sir with concerns that it was perhaps to big but he did not reply.

Shower time came round and I did as was asked, I felt confident that Sir would be pleased and all would be forgiven as I sent him the video of the shower tumbling over my skin as I guide my dildo into my arse, I won't lie it felt so good as I fantasised about Sir fucking me like a dirty bitch.

Sir held my hair tight and stepped in close I felt him press himself against me. Fuck he's so hard, I could feel his cock against my thigh he was bulging through his jeans. I can't even tell you how much I craved to please him right now I was pulled back from my thoughts as Sir spoke again
"I told you to send a video of it inserted in you arse, not to fuck yourself with it"
Oh, oh no Sir is right.
I have been a very bad girl considering I am under orders to not pleasure myself without Sir's say so, and now because of my insubordinance I am here humiliated and raw. I heard the annoyance and regret in his voice "because of this I don't get to have sex, we don't get to go out" Sir made it clear that we both miss out because of my behavior but the thought of Sir missing out is what hurt the most.
The last few whips made me gasp and cry aloud each one overlapping the last until finally my skin felt alight, my legs felt weak as I used the cold metal bonnet to support myself as Sir issued the last of my punishment, I didn't recognise my own sound as it expelled from my lungs I didn't think I could take anymore but Sir was already one step ahead.

"get dressed" Sir commanded as he released me from his grip, I stand straight no longer cold as my arse cheeks burn and glow pushing the chill away, my adrenaline surging through my body I felt alert, alive, awake.

Sir gets back into the car and watches me dress through the windscreen silence falls around me the only sound is my heavy breathing and the sound of cars of those travelling home from work going about their business unaware of a half naked girl taking her well deserved punishment.
I lock eyes with Sir and tears continue to rain down my cheeks as I gather myself and reposition my clothes. My cunt was so wet and desperate to be touched and filled by Sir, such a shame that I wouldn't be given that tonight.

I get in the car silently, Sir reaches across and lifted a tear from my face.
"its all done now, I hope you fully understand why that had to be done, you will give me your full apology and include if you felt the punishment was fair" still my tears fell "its a new day tomorrow, its done" Sir pulled me in to his arms and kissed my lips, never before have I craved his touch and approval so intently, I was desperate for him, I didn't want it to end I desired more of his nurture.
"on the plus side" he said. "you've intoduced me to this" and motioned towards the music, I knew it, I knew he had chosen carefully, Even when Sir is disappointed with me he still manages to plan things that bring me delight.

Straight after Sir dropped me home my arse still burning hot I ran an errand to the supermarket, every step I took brought a reminder of all the acts I'd been pulled up on, my sad naughty girl face started to creep into a dirty grin with each tender step I thought of Sir, how undeniably hot and sexy he was throughout my punishment. and how no one else here knows that I'm walking around with raised purple welts across my soft supple arse. "photo?, I bet its hot" Sir requested, I swiftly went to the ladies and took a picture for him.
I messaged Sir and asked if I could admit something but I *** it may get me in trouble.
Sir obliged and I explained how turned on I was, "Of course said sir, do you think I'm stupid? , it was fucking hot?".

I've been a bad girl and a dirty whore and I can't wait to do it again.