I was having a long day at work, before the blissful long night that would soon come. I am mentally drained and exhausted. My clients and co-workers are all being an extra pain in my ass today.
My love is at home. As I open the door, I see her kneeling as she waits for me.
I reach down to pet her as I whisper, “Hi, honey,” before pulling her up, kissing her soft lips, and caressing her body.
I lead her to our bedroom, the place that holds the secrets of our love and many of our most treasured memories. My beautiful submissive follows obediently without a second of hesitation in pleasing her dominant.
As soon as our bedroom door closes, the look in both of our eyes begins to darken. I grab her by the throat roughly, biting her ear.
I whisper, “Have you been a good girl?”
The answer I know will come. The same answer that I’ve heard over and over again. But then it doesn’t.
Her lips open, and I stare at them as she whispers softly, “No, honey.”
I feel dumbfounded for a moment. Did my sub just tell me ‘no?’ After all her training? The weeks of her obedience streak have finally been broken.
The look on her face tells me everything I need to know. I push her down, face first on the bed, kicking her legs apart with my foot, seeing her wet, cum soaked underwear glistening.
I don’t say a word, there is complete silence other than her heavy breathing as I slide her panties off. Smelling her sweet, sweet aroma before I set them beside her face. I watch as she takes in her own scent. I wait impatiently for an explanation. Yet one does not come. Silence and then more silence.
I pull her head back by her beautiful blonde hair, shoving her body on the bed completely as I restrain her. I tie her hands together and chain them to the bedpost. Her legs are spread as I tie them to each side of the footboard.
She looks beautiful. Picture perfect.
I smile to myself as I kiss down her spine.
“Such a pretty girl, all tied up for me,” I say, as she struggles against her restraints.
I trace my finger along her spine before my hand suddenly smacks her ass.
“Do we cum without permission?” I ask rhetorically.
“No, Miss.”
“Did you cum without permission today?”
“Yes, Miss.”
That is all I needed to hear before slapping my hand down on her exposed cunt. I hear her yelp loudly, watching her cute struggles before she calms back down. I spank her pussy again, watching as it becomes a beautiful shade of red. I try to hide my groans from seeing the effect I have on her body.