Discipline and Punishment.....  

shar1 56F
786 posts
6/7/2006 12:50 pm

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Discipline and Punishment.....

Kneeling, hands laid in front of her, head to the floor, eyes closed.

She hated this position, it was undignified, unflattering, and made her feel vulnerable.
But she knew she was in this position because she deserved it.

She had failed her task and had disappointed Him, therefore discipline was to be delivered. She was angry with herself, it was a simple a task, but yet she had failed it, failed Him. She could have completed it; she can't remember now why she didn't.

She was angry with herself, not because of the failure of the task, but for the way she had disappointed Him. She could still see the look in his eyes, hear the disappointment in His voice, she wanted to make amends, but it was too late for that.

She felt uncomfortable, uneasy and unhappy, tears stinging at her eyes, but she wouldn't....no... she couldn't allow herself to cry. But still she could see the look on His face, her heart wrenched, how could she have failed, why did she do this?

She did try to explain, but she knew as she was talking to Him that her explanations were not worthy, and the more she tried to explain, the more He just looked at her. He didn't even comment.

She never expected to upset Him, she never for one moment thought she would feel so bad, and she could see no way of fixing things, again the tears were close.

She could hear Him moving about behind her.

For a moment she wondered what He would do, would it be a spanking, the crop, or the flogger. Whatever He used she knew He would be harsh but fair.

It seemed she had been in this position for hours, just lying there, exposed. The more she thought about it the more the tears stung, the more she wanted to cry, but didn't dare. She wished He would do whatever He was going to do.

She sensed that He was standing behind her; she braced herself for the first sting.

He ran the crop across her shoulders, down along her spine, outlining her arse, and then running along the crack of her arse, towards her pussy, tipping her clit, back along her pussy, to her arse, slowly up and down He teased with the crop.

Any other time her body would be shuddering, her pussy wet, her body readying itself for the pleasure. But there was none of this now, her body trembled, she didn't deserve to feel any pleasure. She readied herself, relaxing into the position, breathing slow and steady... she was ready.

She felt a slight sting across her arse. She was surprised, she expected it to sting more, then thought, that He was going to build up to a sharp sting of the crop. She waited for the next sting.

The room went dark, she was confused...

"When your ready, go to bed"

She heard Him walk away. She lay in the prone position a minute or two longer, the room was dark, all was quiet.

She stood, still fighting the tears. She was hurting so much, not a physical pain but an emotional hurt that cut to her soul. Why didn't he spank her, crop her, she deserved it, anything except this... at least the sting of a crop would fade, but this pain... it cut like a knife.

She walked into the darkened bedroom, she could make out His form lying on the bed. She climbed tentatively into the bed, being sure not to touch Him. She lay at the edge of the bed not moving, struggling to hold back her tears.

He moves across the bed, and pulls her towards Him. They lie together spooning, He holds her tight, kisses the back of her neck, it all becomes too much for her and she finally gives into her tears. Her body heaving with sobs.

"I'm sorry"

"Sorry is easily said"

"I know but I really am... Why didn't you punish me, I deserved it"

"I didn't have to, you punished yourself, and that was more effective than any punishment I could have given you"

She cried, and sniffled and sobbed in His arms, wondering how on earth she could have hurt and disappointed Him the way she did. She promised herself that she would never do that to Him again and told Him so...

He held her, laughed and said..

"I'm afraid my pet you will... now stop crying and sleep. It's ok"

Cradled in his arms, she sleeps.

rm_mtnravyn 61M
890 posts
6/7/2006 5:49 pm

When people restrain themselves out of fear, their lives are by necessity diminished. Only through freely chosen discipline can life be enjoyed and still kept within the bounds of reason. Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi

Shar Such a beautiful description of dep learning experience. The power of the connection and the depth of caring were so well described. Thank you

suprcunnilingus 57M
212 posts
6/7/2006 2:27 pm

How could she have failed, why did she do this?

Did she do it because she wanted to push him?

Did she do it because she wanted punished and hoped for a severe but pleasant, painful punishment?

Dis she do it because she is a brat? or for her own perverse pleasure, wanting to be controlled and yet always fighting that control?

Only she knows the answer! and this time she maybe got more than she bargained for!!!!!

TTM X ?*?*?* X

rm_PurryKitty2 49M/51F
9753 posts
6/7/2006 2:02 pm

Interesting but sometimes we do hurt ourselves more than others.

Purry {=}


NGs_lady 65F
762 posts
6/7/2006 1:34 pm

This is so true. Sometime you do more to yourself than they can ever do.

NGs_lady / Lady Stee

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