Discipline (Scott & Mariana) (5 page)

Mariana became excited. As she became more immersed in her BDSM training as a submissive, she found herself more eager to please her Master. She was definitely looking forward to what her Master had planned for her. “I can’t wait, Master.”

“I think you’ll like it,” Scott licked his lips.

Mariana licked her lips and moved closer to her boyfriend and Dom. “I love it, already,” she sensually kissed him, “and I think I’m ready for round two.”

Scott rolled on his back, pulling Mariana on top of him. His erect cock was teasing at her entrance. “I’m already ahead of you,” he smiled. “There is a catch to the tasks.”

“Oh?” Mariana inquired as she kissed Scott’s neck.

“You have to wait for me when I get back,” He instructed.

“Wait for you?” Mariana stopped kissing her Master and sat up. “What do you mean?”

Scott’s hands moved to Mariana’s heat and he caressed her slick folds. “You can’t touch yourself while I’m gone.”

Mariana sighed. Two weeks without Scott was a long time as it was. Two weeks without any sexual release was just plain torture.  Because he couldn’t get off, she had to suffer as well? “Yes, Master.”

“Good girl,” He motioned for Mariana to lean down and His lips captured hers in a searing kiss. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a condom for Mariana, who quickly put it on her Master. Scott adjusted her position slightly and she sat down on His cock, emitting a soft moan. “Now where were we…”

****

Mariana studied the list before her. She was to clean the home, not let any strangers or guests inside, and water the plants. That was simple enough. There was plenty of food to assure Mariana wouldn’t starve.  Scott had been gone for only a few days and called every night to see how his favorite girl was holding up in the big house by herself.

Mariana was holding up just fine. She could go swimming in the pool, relax in the steaming hot Jacuzzi, and enjoy herself. She slept in Scott’s large bed and relished how soft the sheets were. After Mariana cooked herself a simple meal, she poured a glass of white wine and sat out in the backyard patio. Mariana was going to enjoy house-sitting.

She made her way back inside the home and securely locked it behind her. Maybe she’d had too many glasses of wine. She was feeling more than a bit tipsy. She managed to walk back to the master bedroom and collapsed on the bed. She inhaled a deep breath; she could still smell him on the sheets. She could hear his Southern drawl in her ear. She could feel his cock inside her, driving her wild.

She could feel his tongue caressing every body part from her erect nipples, her taut stomach, her sex, her legs, and her toes.

Fuck, I’m so horny…
Mariana sat up in bed and pouted. Why did Scott tell her she couldn’t play with herself? That was bullshit. She wanted to get off and she was going to get off. She got up and went into the forbidden drawer. She took out the wonderful Hitachi that Scott used on her the other night. She was going to get off quickly, wipe the toy down, and put it back. Her Master would never be able to tell the difference.

She quickly undressed from the bottom down and turned the Hitachi on. Ooh, just how it buzzed was turning her on. She lay back down on the bed and spread her legs wide and held the Hitachi against her swollen nub. Little jolts of pleasure tickled her flesh as she rolled the Hitachi around. Mariana fantasized about Scott feasting on her pussy as he spread her legs apart in the air. Oh, how his tongue was so hungry and her pussy…her pussy was so needy for his tongue, his fingers, and his cock.

Mariana
thought about
how she and Scott would always make love in front of the mirrors. He wanted her to see what he saw. “Damn, baby,” He winked at her in the mirror as he drove inside her from behind, “don’t you see how beautiful you look right now?”

She
thought about
how tightly her sex gripped his cock each time she would ride him. “Fuck, Mari…” Scott moaned in her ear. “Your pussy is so tight for me, baby.”

The
memories
faded away as Mariana fiercely came. The orgasm seemed to sneak upon her and she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head. She finally got that much-needed release and she would have a good night’s sleep.

If only that sudden pang of guilt would escape her…

Seven

“Great news, baby!” Scott began on the phone. “I have wrapped my meetings and shoots early so I’ll be home tonight.”

“Yay! I can’t wait to see you!” Mariana beamed. Scott was scheduled to come home the following day, but he managed to get an earlier flight.

“How have you been?” He asked.

“I’ve been well, Master.” Mariana answered. “I’ve been very well.”

“Did you follow all the tasks I gave you?”

“Yes, Master.” Mariana was a little bummed she wasn’t living at Scott’s home full-time. She had already gotten used to it. “They were pretty easy.”

“And what about the big task about not touching yourself?” Scott asked. “Did you follow that one?”

Mariana quieted. That was the one task she failed. It wasn’t that she failed it once; she failed it several times. She felt guilty after the first time but the other few times, she didn’t feel that bad. How could something so bad feel so damn good? “No, Master,” she quietly replied.

“Whose pussy does that belong to?” He asked.

“You, Master,” Mariana answered.

“And what did your Master tell you?”

“You own it,” Mariana replied.

“Do I?”

“Yes, Master,” Mariana sighed, “it’s Yours.”

“I don’t know about that, because if I did own it, you would’ve followed My instruction to not touch it.” Scott’s tone was firm.

Mariana recognized the shift in Scott’s tone. He was not happy. He wasn’t playing with her. “You do own it, Master.”

“So what did you use to pleasure yourself?” Scott asked. “I know it wasn’t your hand.”

“The Hitachi, Master,” Mariana cleared her throat, “I used the Hitachi.”

“How many times?”

Mariana didn’t want to answer. She felt guilty enough as it was, and Scott was hounding her for answers. “Several, Master.”

“So that means you went into my drawer and you masturbated.” Scott replied. “That’s two strikes, Mariana.”

Mariana felt her Master’s tension on the other line. He may have said only a few words, but she could tell he was pissed at her. “I’m sorry, Master,” Mariana whispered. “
Your submissive has been willfully disobedient and accepts full responsibility. Your submissive asks if it would please You to punish Your submissive
in any way that pleases You.
”

“We’ll see when I get home,” He replied, “the next cum you have, you’re going have to work for it,” He promised her. The line went dead.

Mariana stared at the dark screen of her phone. Now she wished Scott was coming home the
next
day.

****

Scott arrived home just before nine
pm
. He dropped his suitcase at the door and took off his shoes. He walked to the backyard patio and saw his girlfriend looking up at the stars. “See something you recognize?” He strolled up to her.

“I used to study stars when I was younger. I could tell what certain constellations were. Over there is the Big Dipper. Not too far from it is the Little Dipper.” Mariana pointed up. “Looking at the stars gives me a bit of peace.”

“Are you stressed?” He wrapped his arms around her.

Mariana honestly thought it was a trick question Scott just asked her. There was no way he could’ve been that oblivious to what she was feeling, especially with their earlier conversation. “A little.”

“You shouldn’t be,” He reminded her. “You’re safe and you’re here with me.”

“You’re mad at me, Master,” Mariana addressed him appropriately.

“I’m disappointed in you, yes,” Scott corrected, “but I’m not mad at you.” He kissed her cheek.

Mariana turned around and faced her Dom boyfriend. He seemed like he was in a good mood. “So we can move past this
, Master
?”

“You disobeyed Me, and you need to be punished. Don’t think I have forgotten what you have done, Mari,” Scott said. “Go inside and wait for My next instruction.”

Mariana walked inside the home and waited for Scott. He retrieved another pen and pad. “You know what to do,” He set the pen and pad in front of her.

“A hundred times, Master?”

“No, two hundred and fifty,” Scott ordered before he made his way into his study. “I suggest you get started. You’re about to have a long night.”

****

“Master,” Mariana appeared at the doorway, “I’m finished.”

“Good,” Scott got up and walked over to the dining room with Mariana in tow. In perfect handwriting, she completed her task. “Two hundred and fifty times?”

“Two hundred and fifty times, Master,” Mariana nodded.

“Good,” Scott nodded. He turned his attention to Mariana. “You accepted the proper punishment in stride. I hoped you learned your lesson.”

“I did, Master,” Mariana nodded.

“Very well,” Scott nodded before He went back to the bedroom.

Mariana knew better than to follow her Master. Whenever He wanted to do a scene, she remained still where she was so He could set it up. She wondered what He was up to and what was going to take place. All she knew was whatever her Master had in mind, it was going to be an unforgettable night for them both.

“Naked. Now.” Scott’s voice echoed throughout the home.

Mariana removed her clothes as if she were allergic to them. She couldn’t get them off fast enough. She left her shoes on and waited for the next direction. No matter what He told her to do, no matter what was required of her, Mariana was going to obey every single word her Master said to her that night.

Scott walked back to the living room. He was still fully dressed. He grabbed a chair from the dining room and briefly examined Mariana’s body. “Take off your shoes,” He ordered before heading back to the bedroom once again.

Mariana slid off her shoes and wondered what was going on. Her Master always demanded she leave her shoes on during their play scenes. It was a first to take them off. She stood bare and vulnerable in the living room. He was distant, almost cold, towards her. She felt horrible about betraying His trust.

“My pet, I’m ready for you,” He called out to her.

Mariana quickly walked to Scott’s bedroom and didn’t see Him. She saw the bathroom light was on and she went in there. In the middle of the large bathroom was the dining room chair. It was completely covered in plastic. It was being held down by four chains on the legs. Scott had already removed His shirt and He was walking around the chair, making sure it was sturdy.

Once it was to His satisfaction, He turned His attention to Mariana. “Squat on the chair. Grip it as hard as you can,” He ordered.

Mariana walked over to the chair. She squatted on the seat, bending over to expose her ass. “Good girl,” Scott commented. He tied her ankles to the chair legs and her hands to the back of the chair. Mariana was stuck on the chair for however long Scott wanted her to be there.

She felt the light tap of a riding crop on her ass. Her Master tapped her ass with His toy of choice so Mariana was aware what implement He was going to use on her. She slightly nodded in acceptance and then waited. The first blow was always the most shocking, no matter how many times it had been done to her.

The first swat was surprising and stung a little. The second swat heightened the intensity of the first one. The third swat made Mariana smile. Ooh, how she loved the way Master spanked her. Her slit became moist again and she curled her toes. She wanted Him. She heard the buzzing of a vibrator and a slow smile formed on Mariana’s face. She wondered what vibrator He was going to use on her. He had an arsenal of them and her Master had used a few of them already on her.

“So this is your new favorite toy, huh?”
Scott pressed the Hitachi against Mariana’s folds. The intense buzzing sent shockwaves through her being, from her spine to her core to her feet. Her toes curled once again, and Mariana gripped the chair tightly. “I wonder if you’ll still like it after tonight.” Scott instructed. “What’s my name?”

“Scott,” Mariana moaned.

“What’s my name?” Scott repeated.

“Ma…Master,” Mariana stuttered.

“Good girl,” Scott moved the vibrator to Mariana’s pearl. She began to writhe beneath it. “You move again, and I’ll stop doing it. You need my permission to cum.”

Mariana let out a deep breath. She couldn’t see what her Master was doing, how serious His eyes were. She only imagined them on her, studying her reaction. How intense and determined they were. He was testing, teasing her…wanting her to open more to Him. Give Him everything she was capable of. He wanted not just her body, but her soul, her mind, her energy, her love. Scott wanted all of Mariana, and she was going to give it to Him.

She felt the first coils of an orgasm approaching and she needed to release. She felt her pussy involuntarily contract, aching for that sweet gift. “May I cum, please?”