Consensual Non-Consent · Fantasy/Fiction · Master/slave · Rules and Enforcement

Pay your dues Part 1

My gut hurt all week. I knew I was wrong. I messed up and I knew I would pay. I didn’t know when but I knew Sir would wait until HE was ready… And until then I would have to be patient, suffering my own punishment. I spent the week beating myself up. I cried a lot. I analyzed a lot. I had to accept some hard realizations that I didn’t want to. My transgression was unacceptable and heartbreaking. I knew that I deserved whatever punishment I got and probably then some.

The week crept by at a snail’s pace. Work was hard and my studies were near impossible. Every day when I got home I did my best to put on my happy face, knowing that Sir does not like for me to be unhappy and I felt that displaying unhappiness would only make things worse.

As Friday came to a close I knew it was time to pay for my sins. I had visions in my head of all the horrible ways I might be punished. I felt a tremendous sense of guilt, not just for what I did but for the position I put Sir in with having to deal with my wrongdoing.

Just as I clocked out from work I received a text from Sir ordering me to come straight home. I instantly knew that would be the night. I could feel the blood rush through my body as my heart rate increased and my legs became weak. I said my goodbyes to my co-worker and wobbled out of the building to my car. I took a deep breath then began my 20 minute commute home. 20 minutes is a long time when anticipating something awful. There were so many thoughts racing through my head. None were good.

As I was arriving home I received another text telling me to leave my glasses in the car and come inside empty handed and wait in the living room. I did as instructed. I could hear voices down the hall coming from Sir’s bedroom, the door was cracked just a couple inches. One of the voices was His the other was His new lover. As this registered in my head the door opened, Sir slipped out quickly and closed the door behind him. Without my glasses I couldn’t see well but I thought I saw her, laying naked on the bed. Sir approached me and told me to undress and put a blindfold on me. He dug his fingers into the tender flesh of my arm and led me to the back door, out side and down to the barn.

“I love you slut but today you’re going to pay your dues” He said as He laid me down and secured my wrists and ankles, spread eagle with easy access. “You asked me not to spank you, you said you needed a punishment more fitting for your crime. You do not get to dictate my life. Tonight you will see that. You’re sleeping in the barn. I’m going back inside and I’m going to fuck that girl over and over and I’m going to enjoy it. I’m not going to think about you, you’re not going to ruin this for me in ANY way. In the morning, after I make her breakfast and she decides she’s ready to leave I will come get you and you will thank Me. There will be no questions, no discussions. Do you understand?”

Still blindfolded, I felt my chest tighten and my breath catch in my throat. I nodded my head, uncertain if I was even able to speak.

“Answer me when I speak to you slut!”

“Yes sir, I understand.”

“Drink this. All of it.” He ordered and put a glass to my lips. I drank as quickly as I could as He tipped the glass up higher and higher. “If you need to pee you can pee right where you are laying. Sweet dreams slut.”

And with that he was gone.

3 thoughts on “Pay your dues Part 1

  1. Sending huge (((Hugs))). I feel so much for you and am so sorry this whole situation happened. I have to say I don’t agree with how your Sir handled this.

    Take care,

    Roz

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