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Authors: Red Phoenix
Tags: BDSM, women's erotica, 50 shades, red phoenix, submissive training, Brie Series, bondage and disapline
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with him. Brie took care of the front, and spent the rest of the time taking inventory to keep her mind off her troubles.
It made for a long and terrible day. She dreaded going home to Sir, but longed to be in his good graces again. This would be her first punishment by her Master. Would he be like Ms. Clark, and use an instrument to bring pain? The thought frightened her, but she would willingly submit to his authority and endure it.
When she arrived home, she had to wait in the oppressive silence of the apartment. It was actually humiliating not to undress because it only highlighted the fact she was not pleasing to Sir. She knelt by the door and listened to the lonely ticking of the clock in the kitchen. Each tick accentuated the dread building in her heart.
He came home just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. The apartment was dark when Sir opened the door. He flicked on the light and walked past Brie, setting his key on the counter. She heard his retreating footsteps as he walked to his room.
Several minutes later, Sir returned and addressed her. His voice was detached and unemotional. “I will not touch you until your punishment is complete.”
Not to have his reassuring touch made this horrible moment all that harder, and a tear fell down her cheek.
“Why are you being corrected?”
“I failed to tell you of my interaction with Mr. Wallace, Master.”
“Why is that unacceptable?”
“No Dom is allowed to interact with me without your consent. My silence is the same as lying, Master.”
“Are you repentant?”
“Yes, Master.” A sob escaped her lips. “I am deeply sorry.”
“Then I shall correct your repentant heart,” he replied. Sir proceeded to place a ball gag in her mouth and secured it tightly around her head, being careful not to touch her with his hands. “The gag represents your willful silence.”
Her jaw stretched uncomfortably to accommodate the gag, and then the saliva began to build. She understood it was an appropriate instrument of punishment for her transgression.
“You acted like a disobedient child, therefore I shall treat you like one. Go to the kitchen and get the bag of rice.”
She quickly retrieved the rice and handed it over to him with her head bowed. She couldn’t imagine what he had in mind.
Sir took a handful of rice and spread it in a line on the floor. Then he took a second handful and covered the line with another layer. He handed the bag back to her. “Put it away and return to me.”
She did so with trepidation. What did the rice represent?
“Because you are unworthy to be naked before me, pull your pants up so that your knees are exposed.” She did so, watching with mortification as a long strand of saliva escaped her mouth and dribbled slowly to the floor when she bent over to roll up her jeans.
“I do not enjoy punishing you.”
She actually felt bad that her actions were forcing Sir to do this, and bowed her head lower in shame.
“Kneel on the rice with your weight resting on your knees.”
Brie knelt down slowly, positioning both knees on the hard little pellets. It didn’t become painful until she did as he commanded and put her full weight on her knees. She moaned in distress, the ball gag muffling her cry of discomfort.
“You will remain this way for twenty minutes.”
He went to the couch and began his work. She watched from the floor, trying to ignore the agony each tiny grain caused as it dug mercilessly into her knees. It seemed unreal that something so miniscule could cause such considerable pain.
As the clock ticked away the minutes, she tried to blink away the tears. Although it hurt, it was knowing she’d disappointed Sir that made the punishment truly unbearable. Thinking on it, she realized that not mentioning her encounter with Faelan was the same as putting the boy before Sir. It was glaringly clear to her now.
Being completely open and honest with Master was the only thing that mattered. How it affected others
It made for a long and terrible day. She dreaded going home to Sir, but longed to be in his good graces again. This would be her first punishment by her Master. Would he be like Ms. Clark, and use an instrument to bring pain? The thought frightened her, but she would willingly submit to his authority and endure it.
When she arrived home, she had to wait in the oppressive silence of the apartment. It was actually humiliating not to undress because it only highlighted the fact she was not pleasing to Sir. She knelt by the door and listened to the lonely ticking of the clock in the kitchen. Each tick accentuated the dread building in her heart.
He came home just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. The apartment was dark when Sir opened the door. He flicked on the light and walked past Brie, setting his key on the counter. She heard his retreating footsteps as he walked to his room.
Several minutes later, Sir returned and addressed her. His voice was detached and unemotional. “I will not touch you until your punishment is complete.”
Not to have his reassuring touch made this horrible moment all that harder, and a tear fell down her cheek.
“Why are you being corrected?”
“I failed to tell you of my interaction with Mr. Wallace, Master.”
“Why is that unacceptable?”
“No Dom is allowed to interact with me without your consent. My silence is the same as lying, Master.”
“Are you repentant?”
“Yes, Master.” A sob escaped her lips. “I am deeply sorry.”
“Then I shall correct your repentant heart,” he replied. Sir proceeded to place a ball gag in her mouth and secured it tightly around her head, being careful not to touch her with his hands. “The gag represents your willful silence.”
Her jaw stretched uncomfortably to accommodate the gag, and then the saliva began to build. She understood it was an appropriate instrument of punishment for her transgression.
“You acted like a disobedient child, therefore I shall treat you like one. Go to the kitchen and get the bag of rice.”
She quickly retrieved the rice and handed it over to him with her head bowed. She couldn’t imagine what he had in mind.
Sir took a handful of rice and spread it in a line on the floor. Then he took a second handful and covered the line with another layer. He handed the bag back to her. “Put it away and return to me.”
She did so with trepidation. What did the rice represent?
“Because you are unworthy to be naked before me, pull your pants up so that your knees are exposed.” She did so, watching with mortification as a long strand of saliva escaped her mouth and dribbled slowly to the floor when she bent over to roll up her jeans.
“I do not enjoy punishing you.”
She actually felt bad that her actions were forcing Sir to do this, and bowed her head lower in shame.
“Kneel on the rice with your weight resting on your knees.”
Brie knelt down slowly, positioning both knees on the hard little pellets. It didn’t become painful until she did as he commanded and put her full weight on her knees. She moaned in distress, the ball gag muffling her cry of discomfort.
“You will remain this way for twenty minutes.”
He went to the couch and began his work. She watched from the floor, trying to ignore the agony each tiny grain caused as it dug mercilessly into her knees. It seemed unreal that something so miniscule could cause such considerable pain.
As the clock ticked away the minutes, she tried to blink away the tears. Although it hurt, it was knowing she’d disappointed Sir that made the punishment truly unbearable. Thinking on it, she realized that not mentioning her encounter with Faelan was the same as putting the boy before Sir. It was glaringly clear to her now.
Being completely open and honest with Master was the only thing that mattered. How it affected others
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