Posted by filthyhighlander on Thu 30 Jul 09, 11:08 PM to filthyhighlander's blog.
Not sure whether Master still wants me to write these but will do this one anyway - it is nearly a week late!
Failed task that Master set, like he knew I would hence why he set it. Denied me punishment on my birthday. Was surprised to hear from Master on Friday saying I would be punished that night, probably to remind me of what I am before he lets me stew for a few weeks.
There I was about to head off to a spa weekend trying to think up excuses why I was covered in bruises from the Friday before and Master wants to give me more. Did explain to Master and knew he would find other ways of punishing and humiliating me instead of leaving marks.
I was to be waiting kneeling on the floor, posture collar, ball gag and blindfold on until he arrived. I kind of guessed that I would not be getting to look at Master during his session with me and I was going to get the tough Master only tonight - I would not be seeing the gentle side to him.
Slight problem though, flaming security door entry wasn't working - great start to the evening. On went a coat so I could run down and let him in, head lowered in shame. The look of shock on my face when I opened my flat door and there he was looking well pissed off with me. Tried to apologise but thought it best that the blindfold went back on and I went back to my position on the floor before I made the situation worse.
When I stopped being a brat over my nipples being pulled too hard, Master tied me up so tight with the rope, it felt like I was being cut in two with where it was. He yank and pulled me about, caned me and stuck a vibrator at my clit - looked like a squirming, complaining child but my senses and not being able to move my hands or anything was just so flaming mind blowing. I had been told to get some ginger earlier in the week as I was well and truely going to be shown figging - felt burning, was enjoyable but then just got too much. Couldn't see so god only knows what he was doing back there. I just had too many feelings rushing through me I didn't know whether I was coming or going.
When Master had finished and had enough of me, I was left leaning over the sofa (ropes had been removed), posture collar and blindfold still on, he just walked out and left. All I could do was just stay like that until my head and adrenilin rush returned to slightly normal.
So I've been left to think about why I got the hard punishment from Master while he also is making me sit and stew for a few weeks as well.
