About to be Punished

About to be Punished

I have been a bad girl. I went to bed last night with my clothes on. That is a big no-no in our house. I have been warned and even punished before for this. I know better, but I did it anyway. This is part of my punishment, having to post it on the internet for anyone to see. I am scared. Sir has told me exactly what is going to happen. I will now tell you. I am going to get an over the knee spanking in the living room over my pants. It will be hard and I will cry and beg for forgiveness. I will have tape put over my mouth to keep me from talking anymore. I am not allowed to talk when being punished. There is no safeword, Sir knows when I have had enough, when I am truly sorry for what I have done. I now will be led down to the basement by my hair, being lectured all the way. I cry more because I am sorry. But not sorry enough yet for Sir. I will not be taken into the “play room” tonight, this is not going to be playful. I will be made to kneel on the floor, head down, with my hands behind my back. Sir will gather the “toys” to be used on me tonight. I am even more scared now. Sir has chosen what will be used on me, the large cane, the strap, and the paddle. I am told to stand, and bend over the table. Sir hand spanks me again over my clothes. Then he unbuttons my pants and has me pull the down to my knees. He spanks me on the bare. (I am not allowed to wear underwear.) I cry. I utter muffled begs for forgivness. Sir slaps my face and tells me to shut up and take my punishment like a good girl. I usually enjoy these beatings, but not tonight this is punishment this is meant to hurt and make me very sorry. I am already very sorry. Sir begins with the strap, this is my warm up for the cane and paddle. He wants me to be very sore before I recieve the paddle. I recieve fifty with the strap on my ass and twenty on my thighs. I am not to get out of position or we will start over again, I am not going to move this time. Sir grabs the cane and swishes it through the air a few times to get a feel for it. It has been a while since we have had to use it. I am sorry that it has to be used this way. I am to recieve ten of the best with the cane. Sir taps my ass with the cane to let me know we are ready. Swish Crack. The first stroke, I say still with pure will power. Swish Crack, nine more times. I am crying real tears of pain by now. It is time for the paddle. I get up and put my hand over my ass, (Sir says I will do this, but I am determined not to) Sir pushes me back over the table and says, that will be ten more of the best with the cane, my love. Swish Crack, ten times on my very sore and sorry ass. Now for the paddle, I lay still this time. Sir again taps my ass with the paddle to let me know we are about to begin. CRACK, the paddle lands on both cheeks, I let a muffled scream out from behind my tape. CRACK, fourteen more times, I am bawling now, I can’t take anymore, I am so sorry for what I did. Sir decides that I have had enough, he rubs my ass softly and I stand up straight, head down and hands behind my back. The tape over my mouth is removed, I say, “Sir, I am very sorry for what I did, please forgive me.” Sir replys, “you are forgiven.” The punisment is over and we go to bed, me naked as it should be.
Sir just told me it’s time, I must go and prepare. Thank you for reading this.