It is what it is.... because it is bad.AN IMAGINED

It is what it is.... because it is bad. AN IMAGINED PUNISHMENT I had failed my Lady, my conduct unbecoming of a good submissive had angered her, and she knew she would have to receive a punishment, a corrective that would lead me to the good path of submission. What really hurt was to annoy her, but my sometimes impulsive temperament led me to express myself in an inappropriate way. That night I found her like every other time, sitting in front of her computer, wrapped in the halo of divinity that characterizes her, concentrated on the screen; She was dressed in a black satin nightgown, with straps and a short skirt. Their wonderful breasts were visible under the thin fabric, her rhythmic breathing gave understand that she was involved in something that excited her. I approached her, nor He didn't even look at me, he only noticed my presence with that sense that only the goddesses possess, and I knelt beside her. For a few minutes he did not address me, he did not pay the slightest attention to me, but I remained in a submissive position, kneeling, with my hands behind my back, naked as I was, with my knees stuck in the cold floor, with my mind placed at his service, hoping that he would take advantage of my submission. My gaze was fixed on the ground, I longed for a word, even if it was disapproval, but nothing came from his splendid lips; opened a drawer table she was leaning against and took out something that she threw on the floor in front of me. He didn't tell me anything, but I knew that he had to put it in me. I took it and I briefly examined; It was a black latex hood whose peculiarity It was that his eyes were covered and there was only one opening at the level of his mouth. I I put it on, I wrapped it around my head and darkness took over my being. My Lady placed some handcuffs in my hands that I also had to put on. the wrists, trapping my arms behind my back; It's not that I was going to rebel or escape, nothing could be further from the truth, but she wanted to show me that in That situation, tied up, had to reconsider my behavior, and make me think that if my Lady tied me it was because she wanted me to feel the gravity of my way of being. A few more minutes passed, bound and blinded, but not moving an inch from the side of my Lady before she addressed me; He had always talked to me, had made me understand my faults, but that time, really angry, I tried to give me a definitive lesson. He indicated to me, and his voice seemed to me to be the most beautiful of the salvations, that I lay down on the ground, in front of her; That's how I did it, without late, face up, as he had told me, at his feet, and then I felt how It rested its wonderful soles on me. The left came to rest on me face, taking advantage of the concave hollow of his foot to catch my nose, while the right plant rested on my sex. She continued absorbed in her talk, laughing from time to time, but without commenting to me. nothing, as if I were not there; from time to time, when faced with a phrase that I don't I knew, her feet exerted slight pressure on me, crushing my nose and crushing my sex, but without hurting me. I appreciated that pressure, well Although involuntary, (or not?), it was the contact I had with my Goddess. "Do you know what I'm doing?" he told me with his wonderful voice; I didn't answer him because she couldn't do it, but she already knew she couldn't, because she had supported her heel on my lips, so that I was gagged by her foot. "I'm having virtual pleasure with a slave I just met," she told me. I felt like I was dying, my Lady had to turn to another submissive to find pleasure, and all because of my lack of respect towards Her, for not behaving like a good puppy. She didn't ask so much of me, but I, in my clumsiness, had not interpreted correctly his wishes, and that hurt him. And now I was paying for my lack of one cruel way. A tear escaped from my eye socket, but I couldn't realize no trip since there was no space between my skin and the latex, a tear that she He couldn't see but he sure felt. While he was writing and reading one of his hands, the left one, slid to his treasure, her sex was already soaked, she was enjoying that virtual relationship and I was still at his feet. I didn't know if he was excited by the talk itself or by having me there humiliated and hurt, knowing that I was crazy happy to be there, with her. Her mind was beginning to scheme, she was very excited and it could happen any event between Her and me; At one point he removed his feet from my body. and he told me to sit up and kneel between his legs. So it I did it without delay, blindly, without touching it; my Lady put a mask on me over her mouth, the only place she could breathe, and connected her with a tube to her sex. She returned to her chat and continued masturbating, while I I limited myself to inhaling its humid aroma, intoxicated by its essence, making me drunk with your pleasure. His feet rested on my thighs, not touching the cold floor. Without I knew it, while I was getting up, she had put on some high-heeled shoes stiletto, heel that was very We spent a good time like this, all the air that reached my lungs was the result of her excitement, and although it was pleasant, it hurt me a lot that my Lady had to Find another submissive for your pleasure. I swore that would never happen again, I I promised that I would only live for his service, that I would give myself without any limitation, going over my needs, just for Her. A while later she finished her talk, cut the connection and then went when he focused on me; He looked me in the eyes, with a hint of passion in hers and a halo of blush on her cheeks. He took off my mask and He threw it all away from the table. "Feel my sex," he told me; I obeyed her and I was able notice that he was very wet and excited. I couldn't see it but I felt it. "For I have this for you, I want to achieve this excitement with your submission, and I think that You'll have to work a lot to get it, don't you think?" He nodded, embarrassed; Then he tore off the hood I was wearing, freeing me from my confinement. Me He looked into her eyes, saw the regret in them. "Would you like to clean your Ma'am, sure, right, little dog?" he asked. At once my penis gained strength, hardened, and I stammered a "yes, ma'am" as soon as I audible. She checked my state of arousal. "I see that you don't understand anything, slave. "You're going to clean me up, of course," he told me as he stood up. He moved forward. towards me, and I, in my clumsiness once again, waited for her sex to plant itself in my mouth and my tongue did such a desired job; but my Lady had to give me a lesson He placed my head between his legs, indeed, but instead of placing his sex in my mouth he did it on my hair, and there he rubbed himself, Soaking my hair are her vaginal discharges. He separated and hooded me again, returning me to the darkness. "Little dog, I'm going to make you a good slave, and I think the only way is do it based on your own pleasure, you will see how nothing happens again that I disliked it," he told me. I was blinded, and the only thing I felt was the clicking of her heels on the floor, all over the room, circling around mine, until he stopped at the height of my head, crouched down and said yes I wanted him to play with my anus, while I placed a dildo between my lips. plastic. I said yes, and he got back up and stood behind me. "Give me your ass, slave," he told me and I raised my ass and spread my buttocks. She placed the dildo at the entrance to my anus, and when I thought she was going to feel the penetration of that instrument, a fairly strong blow fell on my buttocks. Due to an unexpected event my anus contracted and my buttocks closed. "That Come on, don't you want me to play with him?" he told me, to which I again offered him my rear. There were five lashes received with the same method, and in the end He lifted up and circled my body again. Then I heard a riding crop whistle in the air; I understood that he was going to hit me and I promised myself to resist until the end without move not even one bit. The crop whistled through the air, but it didn't touch my skin. A I whistle more and instantly a caress on my buttocks that made me jump that separated me several centimeters from the ground. "Why, a caress displeases you, I see," my Lady said to me, "It seems to be that you prefer the riding crop." I had been a victim of my own imagination, she She was playing with me, and I felt like I kept letting her down. "Well, if you prefer whipping my caresses, you will have them, slave", and saying this, at the same time He began to unleash an infinite number of blows on my butt; alternated four light ones with a stronger one, like that for a long time, until he got tired. "I don't understand you, really, but you're going to get what you deserve," he told me. She was excited by that game, I was excited by her treatment, I was happy although I wanted to please her, I still had to learn a lot to serve as He deserves a Goddess. She turned me around and my penis jumped in the air like a spring. She looked at him pleased. "You sure would want me to pet you, wouldn't you, slave?" he told me. I would have given anything for him to do it, for feel her sweet hand on my penis, but instead she wrapped a rope around it, He tightened it and tied it to my ankles. The position of my penis was painful, the forced erection hurt me but excited me at the same time; she approached my head and told me that she wanted to receive pleasure from seeing that grotesque figure of my penis. She squatted over my face and put the dildo in my mouth; sat on him and began to insert it into her sex, going up and down it as if from a virile member was involved. For more passion, for my penis to grow even more, If it were possible, he opened the aperture of my eyes, and a heavenly vision appeared before me. Her wonderful buttocks were just a few centimeters from me. face, rising and falling, expanding and contracting, her sex filled with the plastic element and flows flowing from between his lips. It was a vision heavenly, I was stunned by so much beauty and lust. He reached orgasm so close to me, and I couldn't taste the pleasure of my Goddess., I would have liked to swallow his intensity, his passion, but I couldn't. allowed, I didn't deserve it. It was just a test of what could be achieved if He achieved sufficient humility and submission towards her; had me totally delivered. "There is something else that I know excites you a lot, but everything will remain the same." line that until now until you show me that you deserve it. I feel like pee. I'm sure you'd like to drink it, right?" he said, looking me in the eyes. I would have given my life for that, to taste the nectar of my Lady, but I had other plans. He closed the opening of my mouth, isolating it from the outside, and only my eyes were exposed. "Look what you can get if you give it to you deserve," he told me, crouching once again over my face. A stream of urine came out of her and hit my face hard, but without touching my skin, since the latex acted as an insulator; a few drops They deposited in the socket of my eyes, nothing more. I had to keep them closed while my Lady finished urinating on me. When he did, delicately He took a tissue and wiped them, he closed the opening of my eyes again. eyes and chained me to the table by means of the collar that I wore around my neck. "Now I'm going to sleep, I want you to reconsider and tell me if you want to be my slave or not. "That's all," he told me, disappearing through the door and turning off the light. I was left alone, tied, hooded, naked and tied to the table, and I decided that yes, that he would do whatever was necessary and even more to be worthy of serving him as a good slave. He would never have a complaint about me again. exclav