E’s punishment.

All could be hear was the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. He sat down in his favorite easy chair, hands rested along the armrests and listened as the time went by. He could hear the sounds of the cars passing along the roadway from the outside and the usual sounds one would hear in the early evening hours of the night. He turned his left wrist glancing to the gold watch which he wore. After a few more moments of passing time, he finally heard the sound of the car driving up onto the drive way and then turn off. His eyes then drew to the doorway which lead into the house, awaiting for E’s arrival.

He listened as the key was pushed into the lock and the door unlocked and pushed open. He sat upright but kept out of eye sight of the hallway, just beyond the sight of the large archway leading into the main living room.

“Strip”, He commanded almost immediately as E made her way through the door.

“I.. I.. ” she said with a startled voice closing the door behind her, having just caught my command.

“Did I stutter? Do you need to have your fucking ears checked bitch? I said strip. ”

She immediately dropped her hand bag on the side table just outside of the archway leading into the living room. Her hands shaking nervously began to work at the buttons of her blouse, making her way down till it was pulled completely opened, tugged out of the black short skirt which she had on. She pulled it off and folded it as she had been commanded to do so with all of her cloths once they were removed. Along with the blouse, the bra was easily unstrapped to reveal her large breasts and dropped onto the blouse. She crouched downwards to remove her shoes pushing them against the bottom of the side table then went to work at her skirt, unhooking it from behind and letting it drop to the floor at her feet. All was left were the satin white panties which matched the bra which she wore. He fingers slid down and gently tugged at the waist band and eased them down along her long slender legs, letting them fall to the ground once more at her feet.  She then stood in the archway awaiting for his next command, hands tucked behind her in a very submissive posture.

“crawl to me, now. “, he commanded with his once more raised deep voice. His narrowed gaze watched as she dropped immediately to her hands and knees, lifting her ass high into the air and crawled her way towards me to stop at his feet. He sat there and said nothing, just staring forward directly at her with his deep sapphire gaze.

“Your late”, he said with that deep dark tone.

“I… I.. I was.. “, she stuttered out but before she could finish, he drew his right hand up and swung it across to slap straight across the right side of her face, which made her head spin.

“Did I ask for a fucking excuse, bitch?”, he said with an even more deeper raised voice. E could hear the anger in the tone of his words. His orders were clear when she was to return back home this evening.

“No Sir”, E responded back in a withdrawn tone of her voice.

“What a fucking dumb stupid cunt who can’t even follow a simple order. I don’t even know why I put up with you anymore. “, he said with a deep sigh as He leaned back tapping the arm rests of the chair “What am I going to do with you?”

A moment paused in silence and no more words were exchanged before the couple. E remained on her hands and knees as commanded, afraid to even more at this point. She knew she had screwed up.

Joseph finally stood up from his chair, glancing down to E from his heightened stance over her. He reached down with his right hand and gripped it tight into her hair, forming a good grip to use her hair as a makeshift leash. He then proceeded to turn and exit from the archway, leading her on her hands and knees along his right side as He walked. He kept a pace just a bit more then she was able to crawl, forcing his hand to grip and tug painfully on her hair.  He had no regard at this point for her comfort.

He turned the corner and lead E over the hardwood floor of the kitchen and then down the corridor towards the utility room. He stopped and reached for his keys, unlocking the door and swung it open. His right hand reached towards the inside and flicked the light switch which illuminated the light bulb hanging from the ceiling of the room, swaying back and forth inside, flickering light all over the room.

E shivered knowing what was coming next. She hated this room and loved it just at the same time. It was a place of sweet melody between pleasure and pain which Joseph had brought her several times before.  Inside the room at the very center was the wooden horse which He had prepared earlier on. It was going to be the central point of their scene for the even which he had prepared, but it would take on a whole different meaning now.

He lead her into the room, stopping to close the door shut. The room was dressed like a cement bunker from ceiling down to the floor. There was several pieces of bondage furniture all about the space along with an assortment of implements hanging along the wall. Overall, it gave the very sense of a nice dark space, hidden away from the normality of the rest of the house.

E was lead on her hands and knees towards the horse, and with almost no effort on Joseph’s part, was hoisted up, her legs spread on either side of the horse, pussy tucked tight on the nearly sharp upside down V which sat at the very top of the horse. Her hands were drawn up above her, and Joseph reached for a pair of cuffs already attached to a single chain which ran through a pully hooked to the top of the ceiling. He took her wrists, sliding them into the leather cuffs, buckling them tight together and took hold of two small locks to lock them. He then gripped the chain which was fed through the pully, tugging on the other side and secured it to a ring on the wall adjacent from the horse. This would force E’s hands well above her head, kept quite uncomfortably.

Joseph then walked over after fetching two more matching leather cuffs. He took a moment to secure them to each of her wrists, and then proceeded to attach the cuffs to the rings at the base of the horse. E was then helplessly bound and at the mercy of Joseph’s sadistic acts.

“It seems you are needing to be taught a lesson. I’ve reminded you several times what would come of your tardiness, and it seems I will need to rely on more forceful measures. “, he said crossing his hands across his chest staring towards her.  He then turned and fetched a velvet blindfold from a hook on the wall, walking his way back towards her. He reached up and slid the blindfold over her eyes, pulling the straps behind her head and tying them in place.

E shifted her head around as if to try to see through the blindfold to no avail. She then took in a deep breath and shuddered, not knowing what was going to come next …. until… she heard his footsteps walking across towards the wall. she listened intently to try to figure out what his intents were for her this evening. Joseph crouched downwards and gripped the door of the mini fridge which was set on the side of the room. He opened up the door and pulled out the bucket of fairly large ice cubes which he had placed in the fridge. E could hear them wrestling round inside the bucket.

“Please.. no… Please.. ” she begged him tossing her head back and forth.

“Shut up, or I will gag you!”, He hissed back towards her.

He reached for the set of large metallic tongs which he left ontop of the mini fridge, placing both the bucket of ice, a set of candles and a lighter, and the tongs on a rolling cart which He rolled over towards her. Joseph knew what her buttons were and knew she hated ice. He reached for the set of tongs and gripped one of the larger pieces holding it up. He then slinked it over towards her and held it right up against her left nipple. E tossed back and forth in the ropes, trying to push away from the ice, to no avail. To each of her movements was counted by Joseph who kept the piece of ice pressed tight to the nipple. He shifted from one to the other till a considerable amount of the ice cube had melted away, forming small streams of water to settle down along her tits and down over her belly.

E cried out in pain, as she felt the intense cold of the ice cube, whimpering and pleading with her voice to get him to stop, but He was relentless and wouldn’t give up.

“you think that’s bad, just wait. ” he said which made her whimper out even louder. He reached into the bucket to fetch another large shard of ice, reaching down and pressed it right up against the lips of her cunt. The piece of ice was big enough that it fit straight across both of her lips which puffed out from her pussy, slick with her own arousal which she tried to fight, but her body would betray her. He pushed the ice shard up against her cunt and began to count outloud, just holding it there. She screamed out in pain, as the intense cold was just too much, turning into jolts of pain which ran straight through her cunt and up along her spine. Once he had gotten to ten, he pulled the ice shard away dropping what remained in the bucket. E’s legs were dripping wet from the moisture of her pussy and the small streams of chilled water which melted from the ice cube.

He looked straight to her as she hung from the ropes holding her hands above her head. He would reach into the bucket to fetch another piece and another, holding them straight up against her pussy. Each time she thrashed in the tight bindings, crying out in pain, the pain getting worse as the seconds passed. He kept doing it till she begged and pleaded with him to stop, tears coating down her eyes.  Joseph made sure she was tortured well and after the fourth application he stopped.

“We’re not done yet, I am not quite amused with your suffering at the moment. “, he said to her in a deep cackle which only made her shutter even more “I am going to make sure your treated like the dumb cunt you are meant to be. ” he said to her.

Joseph reached down and gripped hold of the lighter flicking it open and lit the candles. He then waited for them to burn whistling to himself. E knew what was coming and took in deep calming breaths to prepare herself for the pain which she was about to feel. Fire and Ice was one of Joseph’s many torture techniques which He loved to do to her. He knew how she reacted both physically and psychologically. The pain E endured was almost over the top, and Joseph was sure going to push it even further.

He reached down gripping a pair of gloves, placing them on to prepare his hands. He then took hold of the first candle and held it up just hovering over her tits. He lowered it a bit more then he normally would. This was certainly not for E to enjoy. As the drips of wax fell upon her nipples, starting with the left and then the right. E howled out in pain thrashing her head back and closed her eyes, her entire body shuddering as the pain struck her body as hot wax would fall upon the nipples.  Once all of the wax was poured from the melting candle, Joseph gripped another one of the candles. He then hovered it between her legs, tilting it just a bit to allow some more of the wax to fall upon her pussy. The sudden shift from cold to hot sent E soaring in pain. She screamed out even louder as her entire body thrashed trying to get away from the candle. He just cackled in amusement seeing her reaction to the wax as it fell upon her pussy.

He waited for a moment for the wax to harden, reaching up to flick it with his fingertips first on her nipples, flicking the wax away and allowing it to fall. He used his nail pinching at the nipple, tugging and twisting it back and forth, removing more and more of the wax from the nipples. He then slid his hand downwards over her belly to come up to her cunt. He worked his index and middle finger back and forth carving away the hardened wax from her cunt lips, more and more flicked away. E moaned from the intimate touch of Joseph’s hand. He kept it going only till the wax had been traced away with his fingertips.

The punishment had been done. He felt she had suffered enough and proceeded to lift up to release her hands from the cuffs and then her ankles. He picked her up off the horse, grasping the blanket to wrap around her form. Even as angry as he was, for her once more defying his orders, He would ensure she was given proper care at the end of the scene. He held her in silence up against him, letting her breath through the remainder of the pain which she felt. There was nothing arousing about this scene which he made her suffer through, and He was sure he got his point across.

Once E had finally calmed down, she was drawn back to her hands and knees. He lead her into the bedroom closing the doors behind, disappearing into the darkness of the room, where no telling what might be next for E’s suffering.