72 Hours of Hell by cuntpuppy
Karla was cheating on Don. She knew better. She knew what she was doing was wrong. She looked pathetic. She was on her knees, her robe was wide open in full view of the web cam so the man on the other side could see her doing the nasty thing with her pussy. Master Mark had been out of town for two weeks, she hadn’t had an orgasm since then and it was driving her crazy. She just couldn’t help it anymore.
Mark stood at the entrance of the den with his arms crossed. His eyes were glaring with deceit. He knew she was a nyph, but he didn’t ever expect her to do this to him. He wasn’t as angry as he could have been had he found her with another man. Punishments ran through his head like hurricane.
She saw his movement in the corner of her eye and turned startled.
“Master, you came home early.” In a wild panic, she turned off the computer. Her face was turning a bright red.
“It’s too late, cunt. You got caught. What did you do the whole time you were here alone?”
“I failed to follow my daily routine, I know, Master, I’m sorry.”
“Do you have any idea how many rules you broke?”
She just lowered her head in shame.
“First of all, the house hasn’t been cleaned in days. You’re actually wearing clothes inside the house. You were fucking someone else online. It looks like you haven’t bathed in days.” He shook his head with disappointment.
“I’m so sorry, Master, I have deceived you. I have hurt you. I have failed you. I apologize with all my heart.”
“Oh, you will be sorry, cunt.”
“I’ll do anything to make it up to you, Master.”
“Oh, really?Anything?”
“Well…” She knew where he was going with it.
“Maybe I should just let you go. You’re looking for a new Master anyway.”
“No, no, I promise, from now on I will be truthful and faithful. It’ll never happen again. I… I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” She knew what that meant.
“Ok, but remember you said that.” He approached her and stood above her looking down at her pathetic look. “The punishment for this is going to be severe, exhausting and painful. And you know that your safe word will not exist with this punishment, right?”
In shame, she lowered her head and in a soft tone she responded. “Yes, Master, I understand.”
“I had a long trip and I need some time to think about what I’m going to do with you.” He picked up his bags and took them upstairs to the bedroom. He noticed the laundry wasn’t done either. This made him smile. This punishment session was going to be hot. He was going to have a lot of fun with her.
At the same time he knew he would have to be harsh with her. It had taken him a long time to have the ability to hurt her with no mercy. Actually, it took Karla to convince him that she actually enjoyed the pain and humiliation. Every time he would do a punishment for her, she would complain that it was still a little too mild for her and she wanted something more extreme. She would explain that she wanted the pain to cause tears. She wanted the humiliation to be severe. Here was his chance to prove himself sadistic enough to fulfill her desires.
Karla was somewhat excited also. She knew that her punishment was going to be really harsh. But deep inside, she craved it. She missed that kind of attention. She had been good for so long, she hadn’t received a punishment in a long time. Her masochistic desires were coming out. She was hoping for the attention she’d been missing. She hoped for a harsh punishment.
Mark carried his bags upstairs all the while thinking about the things he could do to her. He had just about every B&D toy and contraption ever made. He even had a few things specially built for them. He dropped his bags and headed downstairs. Karla was cleaning up as if it would make a difference.
“Come upstairs, whore.” He demanded.
“Yes, Master.” She scurried along behind him. Mark turned around