I woke up one morning and came downstairs to find pet making breakfast. I sat down to the table and read the morning paper she had placed on the table. One of her duties is to put the morning paper at my place so I can read it before going to work. I was reading it when she put breakfast in front of me.

Something was strange - normally, I get a perky "Good Morning, Master!" from my pet, but today she was quiet and reserved. I didn't think much of it at the time and went on about getting ready for work.

"Goodbye pet, I'll see you when I get home! Be a good girl!" I said. But I got no reply except a smile as she shut the door. Something was definitely off...

Work soon took control of my attentions and I forgot the mornings aberration. After work, I hurried home to be with my dear pet. Upon my arrival home, I looked forward to her warm, "Welcome Home, Master!" and the hug that always accompanies her welcome. But tonight I got a lukewarm welcome as if something terrible was weighing on her.

At dinner, she picked at her food and wouldn't look me in the eye.

"Pet, is there something wrong?" I asked. "You have been awfully quiet today - both this morning at breakfast and now tonight. What's troubling you so?"

"Nothing, Master," she said, still not looking at me.

"Are you sure?" I asked again.

"Yes, Master," she said.

"Pet, look at me," I said.

She turned toward me but looked down at the floor in front of her.

"I said look at Me!" I repeated. Pet raised her eyes to look at my face.

"Better. Now I know something is wrong and I want to know what it is. You are not your usual happy self and I know something is troubling you. Now what is it, little one?"

"Oh, Master! Oh, I'm so sorry! I-I... oh, I did it while you were at work the other day. Please forgive me, Master!" She broke down, sobbing.

"What do you mean you 'did it while I was at work'?" I asked.

"You know... I... masturbated, Master," she said, hiding her face in her hands.

"I see. And I assume you came as well?"

"Yes, Master. Oh please..."

"Why did you do such a thing. You knew it was against the rules, pet," I said.

"I know, Master and I am so sorry. It's just... well lately you have been so busy at work, what with that new contract you've been working on. We just haven't seemed to be able to get any time together. I was feeling a little... you know... neglected. I didn't mean to do anything - really. I was just taking a regular shower. But then... Oh, Master I am so, so sorry!" she said, sobbing again.

"Now, pet, you know that this contract is a major boost for the company and I have been put on it because I am the lead in this project. My boss depends on me to get this thing finalized, and if I do it means a big bonus - a bonus we could use to do a lot of things around here," I said.

"Yes, Master," she said, hanging her head.

"Now you have broken an established rule of this house. One that you knew long before this. So you need to go to the bedroom until I can figure out a proper punishment for your disobedience," I told her.

"Yes, Master," she said and walked slowly upstairs to her room and closed the door.

After a couple hours, I called my pet back into the room and she knelt at my feet.

"I have considered the matter. I am glad you came to me to confess before I found out another way, but you did break a major rule - one that was established from the very beginning of your becoming a slave. I cannot overlook that.

"However, there are some extenuating circumstances that need to be weighed as well. Maybe I have been neglecting you to a degree because of this contract stuff, and maybe we haven't been as close as we were at first. That issue needs to be addressed as well...." I said.

She waited anxiously for my decision, holding her breath as I spoke.

"Okay, I have reached a decision. Pet, you have confessed to breaking a major rule of this house. If this had been an accident, I might have been able to over look it. Accidents happen and all we can do is learn from them. I do not punish accidents.

"What you did was no accident though. You knew before you ever started that what you were doing was wrong. You knew that you were not supposed to touch yourself or cum without permission - you broke both of these rules. What I suspect happened is that your masturbation is an act of defiance, albeit an unconscious one, in response to my working so much.

"Therefore I am going to make a deal with you. While I cannot overlook your disobedience and you will have to be punished because of it, I am going to see what I can do to make more time for you and not neglect my duties as your Master so much," I said.

I looked at my sweet pet once more, noting the tears in her eyes.

"Now go upstairs and get my paddle out. Put it on the foot of the bed and then stand there facing the bed until I get up there. Understand?" I said.

"Yes, Master," she said quietly and she walked slowly upstairs to carry out my orders. I gave her several minutes to do what she was told and also to think about what was to come. I wanted the anticipation of her punishment to work on her mind before I worked on her ass.

Finally I walked upstairs and found her exactly as I had told her to be, standing naked at the foot of our bed with the paddle in front of her reminding her of what was to come. I had stopped by the bathroom and brought in a bottle of baby oil with me.

"You know why you're here, don't you?" I asked her.

She hung her head. "Yes, Master."

"Tell Me," I said.

"I... I broke your rule," she said softly.

"How did you break it?" I said.

"I... I masturbated without your permission, Master." She started to tear up.

"That's right. You pleasured yourself without my permission. You played with my pussy without my permission. I told you that you are my property and you used it without my permission. That is stealing, slut. You stole an orgasm from me."

"N-no, Sir! That's not it at all!" she protested.

"So now you're saying you didn't cum?" I asked.

"Well yes, Master. But..."

"Silence! Now bend over the foot of the bed!"

"Oh! N-no Sir! P-please don't make me..." she whimpered.

"I said quiet! Any more talk from you and I will add to your spanking, you hear me?"

"S-panking? You're going to spank me? Oh God! P-please don't..." she cried.

"That's another five added to your spanking.

Would you like to go for ten?" I said.

Pet stopped talking and looked at me, a tear running down her cheek.

"Now bend over the foot of the bed like I told you to," I repeated my command. Pet turned to me and dropped to her knees. She reached out and grabbed my shirt.

"Oh Master, please don't do this! I promise I'll be good! P-please don't spank me..." she pleaded.

I pulled her hands away from my shirt. "You have to be punished for your disobedience. Now get up and assume the position. Now!" I said sternly.

She got up and stood at the foot of the bed with her legs together. She leaned over and placed her upper body on the bed and stretched her hands out over her head on the bed.

"Good girl! Now, that wasn't so difficult was it?"

"N-no, Master," she said, sobbing softly to herself.

"Now you are going to receive a spanking."

"No, no, Please, Master, please! I promise I'll be good!"

"Hush!" I scolded her.

She stopped begging, but tears filled her beautiful blue eyes.

"As I was saying, you will receive a spanking. It will consist of fifteen strokes..."

"Oh my god, no!" she gasped aloud.

"Hush!! It will consist of fifteen strokes, ten for the initial disobedience and five additional for arguing with Me. Then you will stand in the corner and think about what you have done. Understand?" I said.

"Y-yes, Master. "

I took off my shirt in preparation for what I was about to do. My pet lay there quivering in fear and anticipation. I poured a little baby oil in my hand and rubbed it around on her ass, coating it well and bringing her skin to a lovely gloss.

"Please, Master! Please, please, please!" she tried once more to avert her upcoming punishment.

I rubbed my hand over her ass once more to make sure that the baby oil was well distributed and that her skin was ready for the paddle. Despite having to spank her, I didn't want her to really get hurt. I noticed that even though she wasn't looking forward to this, she was getting very wet over the whole ordeal!

"Are you ready, pet?" I asked.

"Yes Master," she said quietly.

"Count the strokes then."

"Yes, Master."

I paused for a moment, watching as she tensed and relaxed her ass cheeks in readiness for the paddle. The first slap fell on her left cheek.

Slap!

She jerked and threw her head back. She screamed."Y-i-i-oowch! Oh please, Master!"

I noted a bright red paddle outline appearing where it struck her.

"O..o..one Master," she finally said.

SLAP!

The second blow delivered to her right cheek with a similar resulting red outline.

"Yeee-oowwwch!" she screeched. "Two! Master!" she said, her voice breaking.

Then next four I gave in a faster succession waiting only long enough for her to count them out. By now her ass was a lovely shade of hot pink... and I'm fairly certain it felt that way as well.

She was sobbing and shaking as she lay there. But she was still counting... such a good girl.

I paused for a couple moments as I rubbed her inflamed ass. I wanted to give her a chance to catch her breath for a second.

I gave her another four in quick succession, two on each cheek.

"T-tenn... Masterrr..." she sobbed.

"Okay, that is all, pet. I will waive the five additional strokes. We are done. Now go stand in the corner like I said," I told her.

She looked at me with tears running down her cheeks, but she obediently went to her corner. As she walked away I caught the glint of a shine between her lovely legs. I had to smile.

"When the alarm goes off, you can come downstairs with me. Not a moment before or you'll get another just like this one, you hear me?" I said.

"Yes, Master," she said. I left the room and went downstairs to wait for her.

Fifteen minutes later, I heard the alarm go off and presently, she quietly walked into the room.

"Come, pet," I said.

She padded softly to where I sat and knelt between my legs. I lifted her chin to look me in the eye.

"Now, pet, I have one thing to ask you and I want you to look me in the eye," I said. I reached down to lift her head and look straight into her face. She looked back through tear-filled eyes at me. I studied her face for a couple tense moments before I spoke again.

"Are you ever going to do something like this again?" I asked her.

"No, Master! Oh no! I promise!" she said, emphatically.

"Then you have learned your lesson and this matter is closed," I said.

She pulled her head away and put her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. My precious pet wrapped her arms around my neck, still sobbing into my shoulder.

"Oh, Master, I love you so much! I am soo sorry I disappointed you. Please, Master, I am sorry," she cried.

I held her for several minutes and let her cry while I gently rocked her from side to side. After she had finished having a good cry, I pushed her back a bit so I could talk to her.

"Now, pet go up and wash your face. I'm afraid your crying has made your pretty makeup a frightful mess! When you come back down, join me on the couch," I said.

"Yes, Master," she said, and hurried up to get cleaned up. She came back down after a bit in a lot better spirits.

Later that night as we laid in bed, pet turned to me.

"Master, may I ask you a question?" she said.

"What is it, pet?" I asked.

"When you were spanking me tonight, it hurt, but I also..." she started.

"I know. I could tell. It turned you on didn't it?" I finished her sentence for her.

"Yes, Master...very much. Is that wrong?" she asked.

"No, pet. In fact, I may be giving you more spankings just like that... but for an entirely different reason!"

She kissed My cheek and laid her head on my shoulder. "I love you, Master," she said softly.