“Take the dog for a walk,” He says to Abby.
Walking in to the bed room, sound asleep is His sleeping princess all curled up in a ball. He can only assume she is naked as her favorite towel is falling off the bed and she did ask to take a bath. Her hair still in the sloppy ponytail she puts in so it won't get wet.
“Princess,” He calls. Nothing.
“Princess,” louder this time. Still Nothing
“Princess, I have had enough,” finally she stirs, but not quick enough.
He grabs her ponytail, pulls her to the end of the bed, with His stern I-mean-business voice.
“Kneel, I will be back,” He says.
Leaving to gain His composure, He would never strike her when He is angry, and He is going to strike her. First things first, He puts away the leftovers from lunch and His work bag in it’s place; afterwards, He then pulls up the general chore list on His phone. He walks back into the His bedroom, where she was sleeping on His bed without permission. He is the Master of this house, of His house.
He begins, “Princess, have you gotten anything done today? Well aside from the 15 minutes in the gym and the bath that I granted you permission to take.” She begins to speak to give her retort, only He stops her. “No, princess you will wait until I am done, I will not have you debating each and every little thing. You know you disappointed me today, you know I expect certain things to be done everyday. I gave you extra things to get done, and you had plenty of time. The most important was to iron my shirts, you want me to look nice and professional for work do you not, my clothing is a reflection on you. There are still items that never saw the inside of the dryer. Princess, I don’t know where your head was today, but it was surely not on me.”
“Please, Master let me explain,” she begged, before she was cut off again.
“Princess, you may explain if you can honestly tell me that you did nothing wrong, an emergency came up, the phones didn’t work.” Her face dropped, she knew He was right. There was nothing she could say or do that would ease the pit in her stomach that was growing. This is the worst part of the entire punishment, the lecture, the one she deserved, the one that puts her in her place, the one that makes her realize that she was not thinking of anyone other than herself.
Finally she has thoughts, not of explaining, not of complaining, not of anything other than remorse.
“Master, I am sorry, I will complete my chores tonight and not go to the gym. You mean more to me than anything in this world; and I would never want to reflect badly on you,” Princess states with tears streaming down her face.
“Oh, My Princess. I know you so well. I know you mean every word you speak; as you also know as I accept your apology this is only the beginning of your punishment. First of all you will go to the gym tonight, that is unless you want an additional punishment. You must have your gym time and since you are not sick and have not had other plans pre approved, you will go.”
A sigh comes from a exasperated princess as she think silently “UGH, I really don’t want Him to dictate all my meals for a week. I really hate that punishment, and now I don’t even get the choice. My bottom will be red and blistered and I will have to sit on things with weights in my hands. I would never be allowed to just do cardio; not that I would want to, it is rather boring. Even under the circumstances.”
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“Yes, Master,” I finally respond. He walks away to the closest, I hear the lock slip off and the box open. He returns with His belt, but that wasn’t even in the box. He sits on the bed.
“Princess over my knee,” He commands and without hesitation, over His knee I go.
He begins with his hand, raining down on my bare bottom over and over again. I can feel the heat building, my bottom is getting so warm. When is He going to stop, stopping only means he will go to the belt. Two long minutes have passed and He finally stops. Tears are streaming down my face.
“Princess, corner time hands on your head, think about whose property you are, the reason you are being punished, and the reflection you want to portray to others regarding your Master,” He states then leaves the room.
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I go to greet the dog since I was not able to do it when I got home. I haven’t even been able to greet my princess properly because of her actions. Tomorrow will be better, she always learns, well at least for a little while. Abby is such a great addition to our household I am glad she has come to live with us so she can go to college. She is completing princess’s chores she knows about our lifestyle and that we use discipline to keep the home running smoothly and has agreed to be apart of it, she also knows that she is not allowed to do princess’s chores alone or without my approval.
