It was a cold night, mentally and physically. I had disobeyed Master. And he was very upset. So upset that he tied me to our bed, and put my blindfold and gag on me... and left.
I was so sad, crying my eyes out. I craved the touch of my Master, and he was denying me. I knew I deserved it, but I didn't accept it.
Let's back up a little bit. To what I did.
"Master!!!!!!! TOUCH ME!" I yelled at him. And immediately covered my mouth, realizing what I just did.
He looked over at me, with furious eyes, and grabbed me off the floor where I was kneeling, by his feet, and took me to his bedroom.
"YOU DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO! YOU ARE A SLAVE. YOU TREAT ME WITH RESPECT DAMN IT!" He yelled at me, the fury clear in his venomous voice.
I started balling, mumbling "sorry Master, sorry." under my breath.
"Stop crying slave, you are to be punished. Now. Lay down" he said more softly this time.
I layed down on the bed, arms and legs spread wide. Master tied me up to the bed, and put the blind fold on me, I couldn't see anything. He gagged me and the I head him speak "slave, you have been very, very bad. You are going to be punished, but not normally. You are going to be punished in the worst way a dedicated slave can be punished." he stopped talking, and I heard him leave.
I lay there, not moving... Wondering what could be so bad, but little did I know, what was to come.
It felt like hours, Master hadn't come back in, I heard the stereo on. Playing his favorite song. "Lips Of An Angel"
I felt tears slip down my face as time went on, it must be 1 am now, Master hadn't come back in, the stereo had been turned off, and I heard Master go into the extra bed room.
Morning sometime
I was sleeping, but I felt hands come around my waste, and my blind fold taken off, I woke up, I saw Master's beautiful face.