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Chapter 33. Punishment, After-care, and sleep . NOW LOOK!!!! If you're gotten this far in the story and you haven't contacted me yet, please send a quick email so I know I still have readers. I would love to know how you're reacting to all this and what your life is like as well. subkodak25@gmail.com Thanks!
Chapter 33. Punishment, After-care, and sleep
We get in the house and for some reason this time Master strips me. He shows me where I will keep the boots with a pair of socks ready in them. He puts His Arms around me and gently bites the lob of an ear, telling me, "I want you to go take a shower now because you won't want to take one after you've been punished. I'm going downstairs to look things over. When you get out of the shower, stay wet, go and fetch the strap and come downstairs naked and wet and present the strap to me while kneeling at my feet. Then you'll be punished."
Now i understand when someone says that "the anticipation is part of the punishment." I'm already feeling the pain of the strap as I wash myself, wondering where it will land on me. I make sure to pour some body watch down into my cage and I realize that I really don't care much when I'll be unlocked. There are too many more important things on my mind. Tonight, tomorrow, the ranch, the work, being seen by so many naked, caged and collared, the guys in the boot store, where I'm sleeping tonight, when are Michael and Robert arriving and what will it be like to have them here as part of my training, when does this training ever end, and so on.
What would Master say? "All your attention must be on what you are doing to obey me at any particular moment." That's a good idea. Why do I forget it so often? Here I am, taking a shower because Master ordered me to. Now I'm getting out of the shower soaking wet. Master wants me naked and wet. Now I'm going to fetch that horrid strap. Now I'm walking down the stairs carrying the very thing Master is going to use to punish me. Now, head lowered, I'm walking up to Master and kneeling before him. He tells me to kiss the strap on both sides and the offer it to him, holding it up in both hands. Now ...
He takes a wide leather collar and puts it around my neck and fastens it. It's really pretty tight. "I'm putting this collar around you for bondage purposes, but you will wear it all night. Let it be a reminder to you that you are an inferior slave." Then He takes the strap from my outstretched hands, swishes it through the air, and then speaks: "Tell me why I am punishing you?"
"Because I opened my mouth and said something critical of a superior Man, Master."
"Do you understand that I don't want to hear you doing that without permission, and if ever I do, you'll be punished again. And again. Until you are finally broken?
"Yes, Master, this slave apologizes for what it did and promises to use all its strength never to do that again."
"Are you grateful to your Master for helping break you of habits that prevent you from being a humbled slave?"
"Yes, Master, this slave thanks You for protecting it from itself and making it into a better slave."
"After I punish you, you will fall to the floor and kneel before me and suck your Master's cock in a way that shows Him how grateful you are for what He has done to you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master."
Master looks around. "I want you to go and lie down on that table over there." He points. My blood is racing through me very quickly now. I do what he says. He comes over to the table and first takes the strap and lays it down on my legs above my knees. Is that where I'm gonna get it?" He picks up some of the chains that are lying around from before. Taking three chains, he pulls my arms so my head is now off the top of the table. He binds each of my arms to hooks, and each arm is being stretched pretty far. Finally, he attached a chain to a loop in the back of my collar and pulls my head more back and down and chains it there tightly. "These chains are strong. Only I will be able to set you free." I'm not sure why He said that, but I'm getting so nervous that I can't think a lot now. Then He spread my legs as far as they can go and straps them down to the table. I'm extended in all directions and displayed. As if this isn't bad enough, He begins swishing the strap through the air and hitting it on other parts of the room.
"You are getting two lashes, slave. Each one on your chest across your nipples. Hopefully this will help you remember not to speak out like that again, because the next time it will be three lashes. And so we begin:
The strap actually makes noise as it flies through the air and lands on my chest and C can think about is fire and I scream out and start to cry. Damn! Such a crybaby! I swear my nipples won't survive another lash.
He pauses. As usual, a lecture. "alex, I give you so much damn freedom to talk, more than most slaves ever get. I give you times when you can say what's on your mind, even if that involves criticizing Doms and Masters. The least I expect is that you don't do that unless it is a time when I give you permission. Maybe I'm causing the problem by giving you freedom to talk, so your poor brain can't distinguish when it's allowed and when it isn't. Is that the problem? If so, I can solve it easily. I'll simply never ever allow you to say something critical about any Superior man any time. But I don't think you'd want that to happen so you'd better learn to control your tongue, slave boy."
And why He says those last few words, the strap comes down and I am hollering "I'M SORRY!" and my crying has turned to sobbing and I'm trying to move my head around and almost strangling myself. Master sees this and immediately lets the chain loose holding my head and it is so much better. He walks away and leaves me alone there in my shame and misery and I swear, if I could, I would be hard as a rock.
He waits until I've quieted down and then comes over with a cloth to wipe my face and let me blow my nose. Then he opens the collar and expands it by one notch and that is so much better. Next thing I know I burn quickly and then cool as He spreads a crème over where He whipped me. He dries his hand on the towel He used on me and then releases first my legs and then finally my wrists as He helps me sit up and waits until I'm not dizzy, then He helps me all the way off the table and makes sure that I can stand on my own. Meanwhile he bends and massages my arms to help undo the discomfort of being bound. This is a nice part of it. Him taking gentle care of me. I've read about after-care before, but this is better than anything those sources said about it.
He stops touching me and sits up on the table, opening his pants. "Suck my dick, slave. Do a good job. Show Me how grateful you are to Me for punishing you. Show Me what you feel about Me. Show Me what you are, slave."
I have to bend over a little but I'm glad I don't have to kneel right now. I make love to His awesome head, my favorite part. Then I start blowing Him the way He likes. Down as far as I can. Very wet. I really want to show He what He makes me feel like, how much of a slave He's making me, and I go right to the gagging spot and hover there as long as I possibly can. "that's it, cocksucker. Let me hear your noises as you fuck your face on My Dick. I got so turned on punishing you that I'm almost ready to blow. Quick, bitch! All the way down! You can do it, boy! Go! Suck me all the way!" I feel Him expanding and all of a sudden he hollers out. Here it comes. Pull off my dick so I can shoot most of it in your mouth." He loves this special humiliation. Once He's finished, and it takes a good while, I just open my mouth and look up at Him, showing Him He's filled my slave mouth this His Cum. "Swallow," He orders. I do so.
Once again, no further reference to the punishment nor the crime is made. What's over is over. We move on. He pats me on the head and says, "The first thing you can do is pick up all this bondage stuff and put it on the kooks where it belongs." And, despite my pain, I go to work and try to focus on each movement I make. I'm not sure exactly where each piece goes, but I do my best. When Master wants, He will correct my mistakes. While I'm doing that, He's doing something with the cage, but I can't see what. It would break my concentration and I don't want to fuck up anything else now. I'm sore enough.
After I'm finished, He comes over and looks at what I've done. He makes a couple corrections. Actually I did pretty good! "Later this week you'll take all these things and clean and polish them." He slaps me lightly on my ass and says, "Upstairs. Kneel on the cushion by my seat at the table." I am so fucking tired. I wish I could just go to sleep. Slowly, as if trying to make a point, I make my way up the stairs and go to kneel at the table. The cushion is still there.
He comes into the kitchen and takes something out of the fridge and pours it into something. Then he takes a plate and puts things on it and comes to the table and sits. "Bedtime snack," He tells me with a wink and, despite everything, I smile at Him. His face is so fucking hot right now. It gives me energy. He picks up a cookie—an oreo!!!---breaks it and puts into my mouth. "Eat up, boy." Then another. The He picks up—damn!—a sippy cup filled with milk and sticks it in my mouth. "Suck, alex." I wash down the cookie and the milk feels so good right now. "One more cookie for you then bed, boy." More cookie. More milk. He takes away the cup and puts a pill in my mouth. I don't even know what it is and I'm panicking, not sure what I should do because everyone says it isn't safe to take a drug from anyone without knowing it is. "Before you panic, alex, this pill is something to help you sleep through the night without tossing and turning with worry. I'll show you the box." He gets it and puts it into my hand. Oh, I know that this is. I've seen it advertised before. Fine. I nod my head and He put the cup back into my mouth"Swallow that pill. Suck that cup until it's empty."
Once I'm done He says, "Good boy. Now let's get you bedded down. Go take a pillow of the bed and come downstairs and get on all fours by the door of the cage." Shit! Does He have any idea what it does to me to hear Him say that as if it's the most ordinary thing in the day? Most likely because He winks at me before I go to get the pillow.
He's already downstairs at the door of the cage when I arrive and get down on the ground. He smacks me on the butt. "In!" I crawl in. "Look around. See the intercom buttons. See the water supply. If you can't hold your piss over night, just piss yourself. You're the one who will have to lay in it when it gets cold and smelly." I struggle to find a position I can handle. The cage isn't that small but it is still quite constricting. I hear Him shut the door and close the lock. "He kisses His Fingers and then touches them to my lips. "Sleep well, child. I'm turning off the lights. Do you want the purple?"
"Please, Daddy?"
He smiles at me with love in His eyes. "Sure. I'll leave the purple on. You're a good boy. Go to sleep now because tomorrow is going to be very busy day and I'm waking you up early." I'm left speechless and that is fine. He goes upstairs and turns off the main lights and suddenly everything is washed in purple. Or maybe I should say lavender?"
As I close my eyes, something hits me: I'm cramped up in a dungeon locked into a cage that I can't open and I am going to sleep alone, sore from a whipping. Billy is upstairs. He will come down to me when it's time. Billy keeps me safe. And with that, I nod off and sleep dreamless sleep.
END OF CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Next: Alex sleeps while Billy gets two important phone calls.
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