Consequences

James sat alone on the couch in the silent living room. He couldn’t remember much of the night before and his head still ached horribly from all the alcohol. He had woken up in bed, alone and naked and on the pillow where his fiance, Dana, should have been sleeping was a note – You fucked up – I’ll be home this evening, don’t leave the house. He sat home all day wracking his brain trying to remember what he did to make Dana so mad. They had friends over and they were all drinking, maybe he had said something. A little before 5 he heard Dana’s car in the garage and he felt a nervous tingle run through him. How mad would she be? She came in sliently, a couple of bags in her hand that she set down as she finally turned to face him.

“Do you know why I’m upset James?” She asked him.

“I…I’m really not sure.”

“Figures. Well let me refresh your memory. Apparently at some point last night, you and your ‘buddies’ decided it would be fun to make a little home video. After they left you sweet talked me into having sex and halfway through I thought I heard noises, but I ignored it. Unlucky for you the guys left the tape they made here. It’s all in there James, them talking about what a great idea you had to tape it and how they’re all gonna make copies and how I had no clue and what I didn’t know wouldn’t hurt me.”

James felt his stomach turn over, he remembered it now, she had run to the store for more beer and they had made the plan, they had opened the window and set up the camera where she wouldn’t see it, they hid outside after they left and taped the whole thing, they even came back in to leave the camera so Dana wouldn’t notice it was missing, too bad they were too drunk to remember to take the tape out. James started to apologize to Dana but she stopped him.

“I don’t want you to try and say it was all a big mistake, you fucked up James, I should leave you over this.” She watched the panic cross over his face and paused before she spoke again. “But I won’t, I’ve got a better idea.” He felt a mix of relief and curiosity as she crossed the room to pick up the bags. “Go take a shower James, meet me in the bedroom.” With that she left and he stood a moment wondering what she was talking about before he finally trudged to the bathroom to shower.
10 minutes later he stood at the bedroom door with his hand on the door knob, not sure if he was ready to enter. “I know you’re there James,” came her voice from inside, “come in.”
He opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
“Come here James.” She spoke softly and calmly, like a mother to her child, and he slowly began to take in his surroundings. The camera, the same he and his buddies had used the night before, was set up in the corner, already recording, there were a number of different restraints now attatched to his bed and an array of sex toys, some he recognized, others he didn’t. He walked slowly to Dana who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
“James, you’re going to be punished for your bad behavior yesterday, you are going to do exactly what I say and I don’t want to hear any arguing you understand? We’re going to make a little video to remind you of this punishment if you ever misbehave like that again, and when we’re done today I’m going to put it online for everyone to see what happens to bad little boys.” He was stunned, Dana had never been the kinky type, she was wary to even try new positions and had never stepped foot in a sex shop, he couldn’t imagine how she could have even come up with this stuff.
“Dana…” he started, “Silence!” She yelled, “you will address me as ma’am and you will not speak unless asked to do so! Now remove your towel!” The reality of the situation began to sink in and James reached for his towel. He slowly pulled it off and she yanked it from his hand and threw it to the ground. She stepped towards him and slipped something cold and metal over his head, she pulled on the leather strap she was holding and the metal tightened around his neck making it difficult to breathe.
“Bend over the bed.” She commanded.
He obeyed and she shoved him flat on the bed and reached between his legs and pushed them apart, wider and wider until it was uncomfortable for him to stand. He became suddenly aware that the camera was capturing all of this and began to protest but was quickly silenced by a sharp slap on his bare ass. It was quickly followed by another and another, rapid smacks of her hand on his now pink cheeks. After a minute she stopped and grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up, she stared down at his now very erect cock.
“I see you’re enjoying this,” She said coldly, “Let’s take care of that shall we? She handed him a towel, “Get to it Jamey, show me how good you can rub it.” He hated being called Jamey and she knew it, she was trying to humilate him, degrade him. He wasn’t going to play her game, he set the towel down and started to walk out of the room. She didn’t waste a second, she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him quickly backwards, knocking him onto the bed. He tried to reach for her but already she had secured his hands to the headboard and was moving down to tie his feet.
“If you won’t get rid of that,” his cock was still sticking straight up into the air, “I will.” She reached over the the nighstand and picked up a wooden spoon. Whack! She smacked it into the side of his hard penis, whack!, again, on the other side, she began smacking it, all over, quickly until he was screaming and trying desperately to get out of his restraints. It didn’t take long for his erection to fade and he was soon begging her to stop. She gave one last slap to his now red, limp dick and set the spoon down. “Aww Jamey, your wee wee is all little now. Look at Jamey’s little bitty baby penis,” she cooed, his face turned as red as his dick and she gave him a smirk and a pat on the cheek.
“Are you going to cooperate now?” She asked him, pulling tighter on the collar around his neck, he nodded meekly and she untied one of his feet. He sighed a sigh of relief, but it was premature, she took the foot she had just untied and pulled it back over his head and secured it to the headboard near his hand. He began to panic and she went and did the same to his other leg so he was now completely exposed to her…and the camera. She picked up a wooden hairbrush and positioned herself directly in front of his naked ass. She started smacking, hard, and fast, alternating cheeks, after only a few whacks he was already whining and begging again and she yelled for him to be quiet. She set down her brush and picked up a belt and spent the next several minutes whipping him with it until his whines turned to screams and then to quiet sobs as tears fell down his cheeks.
She set down the belt and sat beside him and began to stroke his hair and wipe away a few of his tears. “Feeling sorry yet?” She asked. He immediately began to explain how sorry he was and how he’d never again disrespect her, but she put her finger to his lips and he hushed.
“The spanking was for disrespecting me,” she said, “now it’s time for payback for what you did.” He moaned, he had thought it was over. With his feet over his head he couldn’t see her as she sat down near his red, throbbing ass but he felt her as a wet finger slid up his ass. He gasped, this wasn’t something he was used to, he prided himself on his manhood and being violated in such a way was the most degrading thing he could imagine. She continued to prod his hole, adding more fingers, stretching it for what was to come, he couldn’t help but notice she hadn’t used any lube and he wondered if perhaps she forgot, after all, he was the one who usually did that when he fucked her, he opened his mouth to remind her but remembered her order to keep silent and thought better of it. She finally stopped and he trembled as he awaited what was next. He felt the dildo push against his hole, it didn’t go in easily and she pushed harder and it began to slowly slide in, it was much bigger than he thought it would be and he tried not to whimper at the painful intrusion, but his plan quickly failed as he felt a burning. It suddenly overtook him, he didn’t know what it was, but he was in terrible pain. He started squirming as much as he could in his restraints and was then brought to his senses by a sharp slap on the thigh with the hair brush. He was whimpering terribly as she shoved the rest of the enormous dildo in his virgin ass. It hurt and it burned and it was terribly uncomfortable, he tried to remain calm but the burning was getting to be too much, suddenly she was beside him, she had a glob of something on her finger and she slowly rubbed it on his chest as he began to breath harder and quicker as the burning increased. The ointment she had rubbed on his chest began to burn as well and he suddenly recognized it as Icy Hot. The knowledge of what the burning was seemed to make it worse and when she began to move the dildo around in his ass he completely lost it. He started to scream and squirm and cry and she stepped aside to let the dildo do it’s work while the camera recorded his pain.
After a couple minutes his flailing finally stopped and she pulled the dildo from his ass. She untied his feet and hands and he curled into a ball on the bed and sobbed like a child. Satisfied, Dana turned off the camera, kissed James on the top of his head and left him there to sleep.

End

The firm hand of a good dom. Get ready to have that rump reddened.