I stood there, panting, sweat dripping down between my breasts, admiring the redness of her back and ass. Her arms raised to the sides, held in place by thick chain attached to black leather cuffs, and sturdy wooden beams. Her head was bowed, hair covering her face, but I could still hear her whimpering.©copyright crave 1995I stole a glance at my Mistress, Nicole, watching me from the corner of the room. I held out the whip to her, but she motioned wit her hand for me to continue. Why I was being allowed this pleasure, I hadn't a clue and it was making me nervous. Nicole told me that she'd been approached by a Dom we both knew, who had asked if we would discipline her submissive while she was out of town. I had figured that I would either watch the scene or serve Nicole while she Topped the submissive. Instead, I was the one Topping while Nicole watched. Very nerve wracking.
For someone completely out of practice with Topping, I didn't think I'd done that bad of a job. I started out with a heavy soft flogger, moved on to a thinner flogger and now have been alternating a rubber whip with a cane. Her breasts weren't spared from nipple clamps and a few clothespins decorated her labia. Even though I'd wrapped a couple times on the floggers, she seemed happy.
As I turned back towards her, I heard a soft thud and noticed that she'd dropped her golf ball. I quickly took the gag out of her mouth and unblindfolded her. "What's wrong?", I asked. "I'm sorry", she said,"I _really_ have to pee." Part of me was relieved that she was ok, but I was also annoyed that she wanted to stop for something so silly. I was tempted to make her wait, but Nicole had already started to unchain her, so I let her go.
As she trotted off to the bathroom, I muttered something about ungrateful submissives. Before I could finish my sentence, I found myself face down on the floor, hands pinned behind my back and Nicole kneeling on top of me. "What was that you said?!", she roared in my ear. In shock, I just started screaming, only to be rewarded by a slap across my face. I shut up.
"You are a _fine_ one to talk about 'ungrateful submissives'. All I've heard from you lately is whining:. 'I wanna play, I wanna be pierced, Pay attention to me.'. Whose being ungrateful and demanding now? And you call yourself a submissive?!"
Crying now, I tried to apologize through tears, but it's really hard to talk when your face is being smushed into carpet and your nose is stuffed up. I tried to wiggle my head back to kiss something of hers, her feet, her hands, even a pant leg. I got cuffed again for my efforts.
"Wiping your snotty nose on my body?!" That's a fine way to apologize. You've just earned yourself some heavy punishment."
With that, she lifted me off the ground and dragged me to the very spot where I had just felt so powerful and in control as a Top. Now, all my control had been stripped away and the power I'd felt before, replaced by helplessness and despair. I _hate_ it when I displease Nicole, but I really didn't think I'd been all that bad lately, at least not bad enough to deserve this!
To my complete humiliation, the submissive I'd just been playing with, was the one now helping Nicole to restrain me. She had a very evil look in her eyes. I had a horrible feeling that she enjoys revenge.
*WACK* White stars blur my vision and my ass feels like it's going to explode. No gentle warmup here, Nicole must have gone right for the 4" wooden paddle with the holes in it. While Nicole paddles me, the evil little submissive attaches alligator clips to my nipples and more to my labia. She attaches a chain between them, so I have to stay hunched over to avoid the clips tightening on my nipples or cunt. Excuisit pain. The front and back sides of my body are burning, and as I hear the whistling of a cane slicing through the air, I know it's only going to get better.
The cane slices across the front of my thighs and I feel the welts rising. I glare at the little submissive who has moved out of striking range to watch, while pleasuring herself. She greedily fingers herself while grinning at me. "When I get down from here, I'm going to seriously hurt her." I think to myself in the seconds before another cane stroke obliterates my vision.
My nipples and labia have become numb. My ass and the front and back of my thighs, feel at least 4 times their normal size and my arms ache from the strain of being stretched apart. The worst, and most horrible revelation is that I have to pee...badly.
I start babbling, "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry for being greedy Mistress. I'm sorry for bugging you. I'm sorry for not taking better care of you. I'm sorry for being ungrateful for all the wonderful things you do for me. I should be more understanding. I will be more understanding."
Nicole just looks at me with a smirk on her face. "Suddenly you feel sorry. What was it that changed your feelings? The paddle? The cane? Or was it the 2liters of water you consumed while you were pretending to be a Top?" "I'm sorry Mistress, while your punishment was wonderful and I did deserve it greatly, I really do have to pee." I said, grumbling at myself for drinking so much.
"Oh? What a surprise. I guess you'll just have to hold it until I let you down." Nicole said with a glance towards the little submissive who was giggling uncontrollably.
Rage boiled up inside of me at the submissives giggling, but I bit it down and concentrated instead on keeping my bladder closed.
Soft silk brushed against my aching back, cooling down my sore ass and thighs. Nicole moved in front of me. "Ready for the clamps to be removed?"
I nodded and took a deep breath as my nipples exploded.
Nicole knelt before me, her fingers playing with my clit. "I do hope that this moisture is just from the excitement of the pain and not from anything else."
I quickly assured her that it was so, although, I thought to myself, if I didn't get to a bathroom soon, I couldn't promise anything. With a yank, she removed the clamps from my labia and my knees sagged from the pain.
Still standing before me, Nicole gently rubbed my stomach in firm circles. "No no no no no" I pleaded. "Please don't do this to me." The pressure in my bladder building to a painful level.
"Are you going to behave from now on? Stop being such a whiny little pushy brat?" she asked, lightly slapping my stomach with her palm.
"Oh geezes, YES! I promise to be grateful and I won't whine at all."
With that, the snaps were released from the cuffs and I ran off to the bathroom, only to hear, "You just earned yourself another caning for moving without permission!"
I just can't win . . . and I love it that way. :>