What happens when you\'re out past cerfew?

What happens when you’re out past curfew?

I learned the answer to this question the hard way. It was a school night and I had been given permission by Mistress to go to the library after classes to do some research for my term paper but that I was to be home no later than 8pm. Well as you can figure I obviously wasn’t home by 8pm seeing as I know the answer to the question: what happens when you’re out past curfew?

I was sitting in the library surrounded by books for my paper when I heard the clock chiming. Wondering what time it was I looked up to see the clock when to my horror I realize that I was supposed to be home 3 hours ago.

Shoving my books into my bag I pray that Mistress wont be to mad at me being late for the third day in a row. Sighing I resign myself to what ever punishment she decides to give me knowing that it’s for the best.

Walking out of the building I don’t notice as a guy in dark black clothes follows me hiding in the shadows caused by the street lights. Half way through the parking lot I jump in surprise as I hear a car in the distance backfire.

Starting to search through my bag for my keys I shake my head at my jumpiness as I stop in front of my car. Mumbling to my self about never being able to find the damn keys I jump again as I hear someone clearing their throat behind me. Startled I turn around to see who it is.

Surprised that I recognized him from one of Mistresses parties I politely say, “Hello sir.”

Smiling at the look of recognition in my eyes he asks, “What are you doing out this late little one?”

Looking at my feet ashamed at having embarrassed Mistress I say, “I was at the library and I had lost track of time, sir. I really should be going. Mistress is going to be upset with me. I was supposed to be home hours ago.”

Coming closer to me he tisks me saying, “I know where your supposed to be. Your Mistress has sent me to retrieve you and bring her to her. Will you come with more or do I have to force you to come with me?”

Taking a step back against the car I ask, “Why don’t you go get your car and I can follow you?”

Grabbing my arm he says, “I was not told to have you follow me. I was told to come find you and bring you to your Mistress. Now you will come with me or I will pick you up and throw you over my shoulder and carry you to my car.”

Not wanting him throwing me over his shoulder I say, “Ok I’ll come with you.”

Still holding my arm he leads over to his car. Having me sit in the back seat of his car he hands me a blind fold and says, “Put this on.”

Taking the blind fold from him I secure it over my eyes. Before getting into the car he checked to make sure that the blind fold was securely tied around my face. Sitting in the blackness caused by the blind fold I move around getting comfortable wondering why I need the blind fold. It’s not like I don’t know where we’re going, having lived with Mistress for the last two years.

After what feels like forever but in reality was only 30 minutes I start to get worried wondering what’s taking so long. We should have already reached Mistresses house. It’s only about 15 minutes from the school. Swallowing hard I ask, “What’s taking so long? We should of already reach3d Mistresses house by now.”

Laughing he says, “If we were going to your Mistresses house that would be correct. But since we’re not and your blind folded you will just have to wait to find out where we’re going.”

Becoming scared I reach up to take off the blind fold when he barks saying, “Don’t touch that blind fold. If I have to pull over to restrain you to keep you form touching the blind fold you’ll be in for some serious punishment.”

Not wanting him to punish me I lower my hands into my lap. Seeing that I chose to take his warning he said, “Good choice. Maybe you’re not as stupid as you seem.”

Getting angry at him calling me stupid I have to bite my tongue to keep from saying anything that I would later regret. I have to keep reminding myself that he’s a friend of Mistress and she wouldn’t be happy at all if I lost my temper. Still biting my tongue I sit there very stiffly not saying or doing anything.

Noticing my reaction to his words he laughs mockingly and says, “Does slut not like being called stupid?”

Still trying to hold my temper in check my temples start throbbing as I clench and unclench my jaw as I try to keep from saying anything.

Sensing that I was getting close to losing my temper he says, “I asked you a question bitch or are you to stupid to understand a question when you hear one?”

Losing my temper I slam my fists into the seat next to me I say, “I’m not fucking stupid. I’m not the one that fucking gets off on humiliating people.”

Slamming on the breaks he pulls over. Leaning over the seat he slaps me saying, “No slut you’re the one that fucking gets off on being humiliated by people like me.”

Tasting blood in my mouth I pull away afraid that he’ll hit me again. As my back hit’s the car door I start begging him saying, “Please I’m sorry. Don’t him me again. I didn’t mean anything. Please don’t hurt me.”

Grabbing the front of my shirt he pulls me close and growls saying “Shut the fuck up bitch. You are going to pay for what you said.” Pushing me back into the seat he says, “Now sit there and don’t move a muscle I’ll be right back.”

Sitting there shaking I hear him opening the trunk. Trying to calm myself I hear him rummaging through the trunk muttering about stupid bitches and needing to teach them a lesson. As I hear him slam the trunk closed I know that I’m in for it.

Hearing the door on my right open I pull away afraid that he’s going to hit me again. Not getting very far he grabs my hand and twists it behind my back. Feeling a metal cuff close around my wrist I decide that it would be in my best interest to co-operate and put my other arm behind my back for him. Locking the cuff around my other wrist he whispers into my ear, “Co-operating now won’t save you from punishment.”

Feeling him leaning down towards my feet I say, “I know.”

As he leans over me I sit very still giving him no reason to think that I’m resisting as he ties my feet together. Once my feet were tied together he pulled my legs towards him as he pushed me back onto the seat making me lay down.

As I feel him pulling down my pants and panties I start struggling not wanting him to fuck me. Getting annoyed at my struggling he slaps me across the face saying, “Hold still you stupid bitch. I’m not going to fuck you so stop struggling.”

Face stinging from the slap I stop struggling and hold very still listening to his ever movement trying to figure out what he was planning to do to me. As I lay there I feel his hands slide up my legs to my thighs spreading them open. When my legs were spread as far as they were going to go I felt something large pushing against my ass. Realizing that he was trying to shove a large dildo up my ass I start trying to pull away only to have pain go shooting through my clit as he pinched it halting my desire to pull away.

Crying out from the pain I stop trying to pull away as I feel him pushing the dildo farther up my ass. Feeling the rest of the dildo sliding into my ass I lay there whimpering in pain as my ass slowly adjusts to having something shoved up it for the first time.

I lay there starting to calm down thinking he’s done when suddenly I feel something pressing against my pussy lips. Trying not to panic I take a deep breath waiting as calmly as possible to see what he does.

Seeing that I’m not struggling, he starts pushing the thing into my pussy saying, “That’s a good bitch. Take that dildo all the way into your pussy.”

I force myself to relax as much as possible as he pushes the dildo deeper into my pussy. I start moaning as I feel my pussy stretching as he pushes the dildo deeper into me.

Pushing the rest of the dildo into me roughly he asks, “You going to be a good bitch from here on out, right?”

Moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure I nod saying, “Please I’ll be good don’t hurt me any more.”

As he sits me up I moan in protest as I feel the dildos sliding deeper into me. Laughing he squeezes my tit roughly and says, “Your punishment has just begun and already you’re begging for it to stop. What would your Mistress say f she could here you begging already?”

Not answering his question I moan softly wondering what’s going to happen next as we drives off towards where ever he’s taking me. In no time at all we arrive at our intended destination. Sitting there in the dark blindfolded I start shacking in fear wishing that Mistress was here to comfort and sooth me.

Feeling myself being pulled out of the car and lifted up into the air I give a small cry of fear. Not liking that he just picked me up and lifted me over his shoulder without any warning I start to struggle. I try to kick him which isn’t that easy with my feet tied together and my pants down around my ankles. He ignores my struggles at first until I get a lucky and knee him in the stomach making him grunt in pain.

Hearing him grunt in pain I realize that I hurt him and quickly stop struggling just as he brings his had down hard on my ass. Crying out in pain he says between clenched teeth, “Don’t do that again bitch.”

Whimpering in fear I hold as still as possible as he carries me into a building. Hearing the door close behind us he drops me onto the floor at his feet. Scared I stay lying at his feet not moving afraid that if I do he would hurt me.

After a few minutes I hear someone else come into the room. He walks over to the person and starts talking with the person in a hushed voice. Unable to hear what they are saying I sit up pulling my knees to my chest resting my head against my knees as I do so. Sitting there listening to the hushed voices I again wish that Mistress was here with me.

Having been lulled by their voices I’m surprised when I hear them walking towards me. Afraid of what they are going to do to me I start to pull way only to be stopped short by a hand grabbing my hair keeping me in place. Whimpering in fear I keep trying to pull away when the person gets feed up with my struggles and slaps me.

Crying in pain I realize that someone is kneeling next to me when I suddenly feel something sharp pressing against my stomach. Trying to pull away from him he says, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. My friend here doesn’t like what I told her about our drive over here and she wants to see me punish you for your behavior.”

Frozen in terror I hold perfectly still as he cuts away my clothes. Every time I feel the blade touch my skin I would whimper in fear, afraid that he was going to cut me. He makes quick work of my clothes and within no time I am sitting there naked, shacking in fear as the last of my clothes are pulled from my body.

Sagging to the floor I feel the woman’s grip in my hair tighten for a minute then loosen. As I collapse completely to the ground curling into a ball trying to hide from what’s happening.

After a few minutes they grab my arms and undo the cuffs holding them behind my back. At first I’m too scarred to do anything but lie there, but then I feel them pulling my arms up over my head. Knowing that they are going to be tying me spread eagled on the ground I start struggling not wanting to be tied helpless on the ground.

Having trouble controlling my struggles the woman grabs my tit and starts twisting it hard. Screaming in pain I stop struggling, just wanting her to let go of my tit.

Whimpering in pain I lay there as the guy secures my wrists above my head. Once my wrists are secure the woman loosens her grip on my tit but does not let go. Not wanting her grip to tighten on my tits again I hold very still as my legs are released and secured spread open giving them access to my pussy.

One I’m secured the woman lets go of my tit and I moan in relief. Afraid that she would grab my tit again if I try to struggle at all I lay there waiting quietly wondering what’s going to happen next.

I don’t have to wait long before the guy asks, “Do you know why you’re her slut?”

Confused I bite my tongue to stop myself from saying anything stupid as I shake my head no. I cry out as a line of pain sears into my tits. Giving me a minute for it to sink in he says, “I asked you a question slut. Do you know why you’re here?”

Not answering fast enough I feel a second line of pain sear into my tits. As I’m gasping in breath trying to control the pain he says, “Answer my question now bitch, or do you want me to keep caning you?”

Crying out in fear I say, “Oh, God no more. Please no more. No I don’t know why I’m here. Please let me go. I want to go home to my Mistress.”

Bring the cane down again across my tits he says, “Wrong answer slut. Where were you supposed to be earlier tonight?”

Crying in pain and regret I say, “I was supposed to be with Mistress.”

Kneeling down beside me he starts rubbing the welts that have developed on my tits making me wince in pain. Gently teasing my nipples he says, “Then you do know why you’re here, slut?”

Not answering right away he starts pinching my nipples painfully making me cry out saying, “Please no more. Yes I know why I’m here.”

Letting go of my nipple he says. “Good girl. Now tell me why you are here slut.”

Taking a beep breath trying to control fear I say, “I’m here to be punished.”

Stroking my hair he says, “That’s good but answer me one question. It’s obvious you Mistress taught you how to properly address any masters and mistresses you meet. Why have you no been properly addressing me?”

Taking a deep breath I say, “Because I was being stubborn and pigheaded sir.”

Pulling away from me he stands up and says; “Good now we’re ready to start your punishment.”

While he searched the cupboard for the items he wanted I kept thinking that I had been so stupid to not pay closer attention to the time. But that’s not the worst thing I did. I then had to fight with her friend, getting myself into more trouble.

Lost in thought I jump slightly when I feel the woman’s hands tracing down my side sending shivers up and down my spin. Focusing on the feel of her hands tracing along my skin I start moaning as she teases my nipples. Moaning in pleasure I arch up offering my hardening nipples to her.

Feeling something biting into my nipples I cry out as pain shoots through my nipples. Breathing deeply I strain against my bonds as the pain slowly turns into a dull ache. With the pain dulling I start to relax when I realize that the woman has been stroking my body while murmuring soothingly to me. Once I had calmed down the woman pulled away from me. Wanting to maintain contact with her I arched my body up.

Taking advantage of my arched up body the man started dripping hot wax on my unsuspecting body. Causing me to cry out as burning hot wax is traced down my body towards my pussy. He continued to drip hot wax over my body until my breasts were completely covered in cooling wax.

Moaning in pain/pleasure I keep arching my body up still wanting to feel her touch on my sensitive skin. Somewhere above me I can still hear her murmuring soothingly to me as I continue to strain against my bonds wanting to feel her touch.

Then suddenly I hear something swishing through the air before I cry out as I feel a line of fire burning across my breasts. With quick succession I feel several more strokes landing on my breasts. He continues to land strokes across my breasts and upper body until all of the hot wax has been hit off of me.

Once all of the hot wax had been hit off of me he moved down my body until he was hitting my pussy. Straining against my bonds, I screaming out in pain he hits me directly on my pussy. After several strokes I’m so exhausted from the constant straining and screaming I just lay there crying as he lays two more strokes directly on my pussy. With me no longer struggling he comes to kneel down between my legs.

Stroking my pussy he gives me a few minutes to stop crying. Once my crying had stopped he said, “You’ve been a very good girl, accepting all of your punishment. You only have on more part before we are finished and you can be returned to your Mistress.” Pushing his finger deep into my pussy he asked, “Do you know what the last part of your punishment is slut.”

Sniffling I say, “You are going to fuck me for your pleasure Sir.”

Thrusting his finger deep into my pussy he says, “That’s right slut. I’m going to fuck you for my pleasure. Meaning you do not and I mean do not have permission to cum. Do you understand?”

Pushing up against his fingers I whimper saying, “Yes sir.”

Without any further talk he thrust his dick deep into my pussy. Enjoying the feel of his dick thrusting deep into me I thrust my hips up meeting his inwards thrusts feeling him going deep into my pussy. Feeling myself getting closer and closer to cumming I realize that he’s not going to shot his load into me until I’ve become so excited that I can’t stop myself from cumming.

Crying in frustration wanting to cum so bad I say, “Oh god I can’t stop it. I got to cum. Forgive me Mistress I tried.” With that I start cumming with a loud scream of pleasure and despair. Feeling my pussy clench around his dick as I cum he shots his cum deep into me.

Feeling him pull out of me I start struggling against my bonds afraid that I’m going to be punished for cumming without permission. Crying I start begging, “Please sir I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it. Please I just want to go home to Mistress. Please no more.”

Sensing someone beside me I struggle harder against my bonds afraid of what he is going to do to me next. When I realize that it is the woman sitting next to my head gently stroking my hair murmuring softly to me. Turning into her hand I beg, “Please no more ma’am. I didn’t mean to cum without permission.”

Shushing me the woman for the first time speaks clearly enough for me to hear her says, “Is that any way to be talking to your Mistress, my little one?”

“M…Mistress?”

Still soothing me she says, “Yes little one. It’s your Mistress. I’ve been here the whole time. I’m so proud of you for taking all of your punishment like a good girl.”

Crying in relief as my bonds are released I move into the comfort of Mistresses arms seeking reassurance that everything will be ok.

Rocking me gently she says, “I think its time to go home. Don’t you little one?”

Sniffling I say, “Yes Mistress.”

The End