Message-ID: <24781asstr$961463438@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ferndoc@my-deja.com X-Original-Message-ID: <8il9uq$iuc$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon Jun 19 14:16:04 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} RP: Anne's Fantasies - An Evening (M/f D/s) Date: Mon, 19 Jun 2000 21:10:42 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, IceAltar ANNE'S FANTASY: An Evening We came home from the party at about 10:00. In the past, Anne would stay at a party until the wee hours, but now she was my slave. I was very pleased that she had willingly obeyed me when I told her to thank our hostess and come home. On arriving home, I went to my computer in the basement and Anne went upstairs. I had given her no particular orders. I was very pleased when very soon she came to stand beside me at the computer; however, I did not look up until she said, "Master?" I looked up to see her almost naked. She was wearing leather ankle cuffs, locked on and connected by a short chain. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. "How may I serve you?" she asked. "Kneel," I said. When she did, I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand. She turned her head so she could kiss my hand. I rested my hand on her shoulder. "You have been very, very good today. I am extremely pleased with you. You did a very good job cleaning the house today. You behaved well at the party. You sensed that you should make yourself helpless and available now. Do you know that?" "It is good to hear. It makes me hot." "As a reward, you may shop the consignment stores tomorrow and spend up to $225. But remember that purchasing something which does not please me will be cause for punishment." "Thank you, master." "I want an absolutely truthful answer, Anne. Can you remember that I am pleased with you while I punish you tonight for something else?" "Master, you need only tell me to, don't you? Speaking as 'Anne,' I want to work off the punishment file as soon as possible. But, ..." "But what, Anne?" "Will you use me afterward? I'd enjoy it then." "The idea is not for you to enjoy it, Anne. I'm going to loose one wrist and send you upstairs to make tea for us and to pick an item out of the file. Make it a significant item. Stand up." After about 20 minutes, I followed her upstairs. Anne was sitting at the dining room table, but stood when I entered the room. She held out a sheet of paper. It was a punishment docket for purchasing clothing without authorization. "I thought we had taken care of all of this?" "No, master. There is one left after this." "Very well. Serve the tea." When she was seated again and had taken a sip of tea, I asked, "Am I clothing you adequately for work? What do the other people think?" "People are accustomed to my 'uniform.' I don't think anyone notices anymore." She paused. "Except for the things you have me wear on weekends. I love wearing them, but all of the other women come in wearing T-shirts and jeans. By the way, master, I should go into the office at least tomorrow morning. Bob called today and needs to have me review a brief." "You should have told me sooner. Tomorrow evening, you will spend one minute hog-tied for each five minutes you are in at work." I finished my cup of tea, which she refilled. "Let's begin your punishment. Lock yourself up and go to the living room." I gathered a gag, a light flogger, and the Board of Education and joined her in the living room. I set these things down on the coffee table. I went over to her, placed my hands on her waist, and gently kissed her lips. Taking the gag, I went behind her and held it at her lips. She took the thing into her mouth and I buckled it tightly behind her neck. "Your safeword is to kneel." I started with the light flogger. I stood at her right side and held the flogger in my left hand. I drew it high over my right shoulder and brought it down, backhand, against her crotch. The individual leather strands of the flogger had little lead weights at the end. I switched the flogger to my right hand and slapped it against her breasts. Anne had told me after other punishments that the flogger stung, but there was no lingering pain. I established a rhythm and repeated it 10 times. "Bend over a bit, my dear Anne." The Board of Education would be applied to her wonderful bottom until I drew tears. After the nineteenth very hard hit with the board, a tear leaked from each eye. I immediately went to her and removed the gag; I was very surprised when she knelt. "Do you want me to take off the cuffs?" She shook her head no, and said, very softly, "Why did you stop? I didn't want you to stop?" "I was finished. Why do you ask?" "I didn't want you to stop." "Why?" "I don't know." She paused. "I do know. When you are punishing me, I'm sure of your love. I wait for each proof." She paused again. "Sometimes, all I can think about is your love. I didn't want you to stop until I reached that again." "Anne, I don't know what to say. I need to think about this. Will you give me some time?" She stood. "Safeword time is over; thank you. Take all the time you need. How do you want me to wait?" "Go stand in the corner. Close your eyes and keep them closed. Your safeword is anything you say which is a word, so please don't say anything." I got the "unchastity" belt from the toy chest, attached the radio controlled vibrator to it, and buckled it around her and into her. Tightly. From time to time, I pushed the vibrator's remote button. I did not intend to leave it on very long, intending to tease her rather than allow climax. I missed, judging by the noises she made, at least twice. I understood what she had said. I didn't know how to cope with it. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+