“You cause Me a lot of trouble, Princess.”

That was what He said, my Master. He had said that before when I was in trouble, but this was different. His tone was sharper, more stern. Was He really mad at me?

I get in trouble a lot. My Master is so good to me. He cares about me, worries about me, wants me to be happy. He buys me things, tells me how beautiful I am, makes me feel safe. He wants me to eat right and take care of myself. He knows I get distracted sometimes, and He helps me focus and do the things I should do. But sometimes I don’t. I don’t eat, or I worry about things Master has told me not to worry about, or I just don’t take care of myself. And then Master has to punish me.

Usually a spanking does it. He puts me over His knee…several firm spanks, just enough to make my bottom sore. Sometimes I have to say out loud what I did wrong. And sometimes He will use my whip, which gives an extra, decadent sting. Then, when I promise to be good, He hugs me and gives me a kiss. And I really, really try to be good, for a while.

Sometimes He puts me in time out. I have to sit in a chair or on the bed; I can’t get up, I can’t look at my phone, I can’t touch myself. I especially can’t touch myself. Sometimes Master will make me stare at my toys while I’m in time out. I can look, but I can’t touch. And Master will tell me what He would do to me with my toys, and I want to grab them, and use them, so bad. But I can’t. And it’s so awful. And so delicious.

Touching myself is usually what gets me in trouble. The Pussy between my legs doesn’t belong to me, it belongs to Master, just like the rest of me. I’m supposed to ask permission before I play with Master’s Pussy, and most of the time I do. But not always. Sometimes I just forget. I get excited, and I can’t help myself. I get so Horny, so impatient. Actually, I stay Horny, all the time. Master knows why. It’s because I’m a whore. A slutty, impatient little whore. But I’m not just anyone’s whore, I am Master’s whore, and I am supposed to ask. But sometimes I want to cum NOW, and I just won’t wait. Even though I know Master will be mad. I grab my dildo, and maybe my butt plug, and stuff myself. I use my vibrator and my fingers, and work myself into a frenzy. I might spank myself, but it’s not as good a spanking as Master would give me. And when He finds me laying there, with my toys and fingers covered in Pussy juice, I am in trouble again, and I will get punished instead of spoiled.

But there’s more. Sometimes, I’m not impatient. Sometimes, I want to misbehave. I want to be naughty. I want to be a Brat. I Do What I Want, because that’s what Brats do. I dress like a slut and tease all the guys, with a tight top and tiny skirt, and when Master corrects me, I talk sassy. And then I get punished like a Brat. Master knows how to handle me. He puts me over His knee with my bare bottom up in the air and spanks me soundly, much worse than when I just get distracted or careless. He makes my bottom so sore and my Pussy so wet. When His hand comes down firmly on my Ass, the sting goes straight to my Pussy. My face flushes, I moan and gasp. Even when He makes me count the strokes, it just makes me hornier.

But this is different. Master pushed me into the bedroom and told me to take my clothes off. Then He sat me on this chair, and He tied my hands to the sides. So here I am, naked, with my legs spread. I don’t know what’s going to happen, but my Pussy is already wet. I pull at the ties, but I’m not going anywhere.

Master stands in front of me. “So you want to be a Brat? You know that Brats get punished, but they don’t get to cum. Only good girls get to cum. Even whores, if they’re good, get to cum. So, to show you what it means to be a good whore, I am going to put you in a special time out. Struggle all you want, but I am not going to listen to you complain.” He leans forward and puts one hand on the back of my head. With the other, He pushes my favorite ball gag into my mouth. It’s black, with a red strap. He buckles the strap behind my head. All I can do is make muffled, unhappy noises.

“Since you can’t say your safe word, I am giving you a safe gesture.” He puts my largest dildo–the one He caught me with last night–in my left hand. “If you want to stop things, just drop it. Do you understand?” I nod. Even when I’m in trouble, Master is always protecting me. I squeeze the dildo. It’s not as large or hard as Master, but it’s enough to get me in trouble.

Master leaves the room and I am left alone, wondering what is coming. My Pussy is aching, and I want so bad to jam my dildo in it. But I can’t reach. All I can do is pull against the chair and feel helpless. It’s so Hot.

Master returns after just a moment. He is not alone. He has another woman with Him, someone I’ve never seen before. She is naked except for a white collar, and Master is leading her on a leash. She has blonde hair and big, obviously fake boobs. What the fuck? I wonder.

“I want you to meet someone,” Master says. “This is Sub K. I borrowed her from Dom R, when I told him about the trouble I’ve been having with you. She looks good in a collar, doesn’t she? Good subs get collars, which is why you’re not wearing yours tonight.” He’s right; He hasn’t put my collar on me. My collar is black leather, with a silver pendant with His name on it. I feel more naked without my collar than I do without clothes. “You are going to watch now and see how a proper sub behaves. You are going to sit there and watch how she dances for me. You get to watch when she sucks My cock. You get to watch when I spank her for being such a good whore. And then you get to listen to her squeal when she cums. Because that’s what good girls get.”

Master sits on the bed and pulls the new sub over to Him. He tells her to start dancing. No! I think in a panic. That’s MY Master! Get those boobs out of His face! But all I can do is watch, and struggle.

Master grabs her hair, and her boobs. When He turns her around to grab her Ass, she looks right at me…and sticks her tongue out! Oh, that bitch!

Master grabs the bitch’s hair and pushes her down on her knees. She loosens His pants and pulls them down. She lowers her head and goes down on Him, trying to swallow His cock. She chokes on it–it’s so long and thick–but she keeps going. I hope she chokes on it for real. I can’t believe this! There’s no way she’s as good at sucking Master’s cock as I am! Maybe not, but Master has His head back. She’s not even squeezing His balls!

After a few minutes, Master sits up and pulls His cock out of her mouth. She is gasping and drooling. Serves you right, I think. I could have made Him cum two or three times by now.

Master lifts her up by her collar and bends her over His knee, her shiny, bare Ass up in the air. Without ceremony, He brings His hand down on it in a ringing slap. She jumps. “Dom R said you needed some punishment, so he asked Me to give it to you while I had you,” He says to her. “You subs are a lot of work.” He keeps going, spanking her firmly, rubbing her Ass in between, until it is bright red and she is squirming. When Master is done, He looks at her. “Are you going to disobey your master in the dress store again?” She doesn’t say anything, but shakes her head.

Master pushes her to the side and stands up. She stays kneeling by the bed, rubbing her sore bottom. Master walks over to stand in front of me.

“You’re so Horny, aren’t you? You’re straining in your chair. I can see your Pussy dripping. You don’t want to be left out. Do you want another chance? Are you going to be good? A good little whore?” I look up at Him with wide eyes and nod as emphatically as I can.

“Then I will give you one more–just one more–chance.” Master unties my hands. “Come here, kneel across the bed.” I do. “Sub K,” He says, “spank My Brat while I watch, with your hand. Make her Ass feel like yours.”

I kneel, my body lying on the bed, my arms stretched out in front of me, my Ass stuck out. I can’t believe Master is letting the bitch punish me instead of doing it Himself. The other sub starts slapping my bottom. It’s nothing like the firm, hard spanks that Master gives, that make my Pussy gush and me beg for more. But after a minute, my bottom is sore and I am whimpering and squirming just like she was.

“Enough,” Master says. We both sit up on our knees, side by side. “Are you learning your lesson?” He says to me. I nod. “Good.” He reaches behind my head and unstraps my gag. I didn’t realize how hard I had been biting it. “Now you will thank Sub K for helping Me teach you your lesson. Lick her Pussy.” What? I think. This bitch was sucking my Master, and now I have to make her cum? But Master sees my look. “You had better do your best,” He growls, “or I won’t let you cum for a month.”

She smirks at me as she sits on the edge of the bed. “Bitch,” I mutter under my breath. I crawl between her legs. Her Pussy is large, with big lips. It’s prickly; her dom must not be as picky as my Master. I have to keep my Pussy–oh, it’s so wet–perfectly smooth and bare, for whenever Master wants me.

I lean forward and begin licking. Master has had me please women before, so I know what I’m doing. I drag my tongue up one side, down the other. I flick it over her clit, then suck on it. I put two fingers inside her–she’s wet, but not as wet as I get for Master. I keep going, licking her clit firmly and fucking her with my fingers while Master watches. She is moaning; I am licking, thrusting in and out, in and out…

“Cum,” says Master.

She arches her back and lets out a scream of pleasure as she cums, bucking with the release. She falls back on the bed. I hope Master is pleased. My Pussy is more heavy and throbbing than ever; if Master doesn’t let me cum, I don’t know what I will do.

Master looks at Sub K and points to the floor by the bed. “Kneel.”

He gestures to me, and I crawl over to kneel in front of Him. He is standing sideways to Sub K, so she can see the full profile of His cock. He looks down at me with a glint in His eye; He knows I want to show this slut how to please a man.

I lean forward and take the tip in my mouth. I run my tongue all around. I take hold of the shaft with one hand, Master’s balls with the other. I start running my mouth up and down the shaft, massaging with both hands. Every few passes, I raise His shaft and lean under to lick His balls, taking them into my mouth. Then I go back to the shaft, taking it into my mouth, a little, then halfway, then all the way down…slowly…holding it in my mouth…then pulling off with a pop. I look at the new bitch out of the corner of my eye–this is how you suck a real man’s cock.

The more I go, the hungrier for it I get. I speed up, grasping the base of the shaft firmly. I can tell Master is getting close. He is grunting, and when He puts one hand on my head, I know what’s coming. Suddenly He pulls my head all the way down on His cock, holds for just a second, and erupts. His Hot, thick cum spurts in my mouth and down my throat as He thrusts in and out, satisfying His need. I hold onto His thighs and take it all. The bitch probably spills her dom’s cum, but not me. If Master wants His cum on my face or my tits, He puts it there Himself.

When He finishes, I lick Him clean like a good sub, then sit back and stare up at Him pleadingly. I’m desperate! He is satisfied, and she is satisfied, but I am still so Horny! My Pussy feels raw, so empty. What is He going to do now?

“Well, Brat,” He says, “have you learned your lesson? Are you going to keep disobeying Me?”

I shake my head. “No, Sir.”

Whose Pussy is that between your legs?”

“It’s Your Pussy, Sir.”

“Are you going to play with My Pussy again without permission?”

“No, Sir.”

“Do you mean it?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Go to the bed.”

I almost squeal with delight. I hurry over to the bed, not even looking at the other sub, still on her knees. Master comes up behind me, turns me around, and pushes me back on the bed. He leans over me, looking in my eyes, and gives me a long, deep kiss. He brings His hand between my legs, and I jump–my Pussy is so sensitive, His touch feels electric. He starts rubbing around my clit, then my clit itself. He slips two fingers inside, and my eyes roll back and I grab onto Him. I am so primed, so close already. He knows it. Master rolls on top of me and slides His cock inside. It fills me completely, hits every part. My Pussy contracts around it, but He starts thrusting in and out with long, firm strokes. It feels so good! Every time He comes forward, He hits my clit, and the sensations build with every stroke…another…and another…and another…with a blistering crash the Orgasm breaks over me and my howl fills the house. So many waves, one after another, and Master times them perfectly like He always does, keeping me Cumming for as long as possible, then letting me down so gently. I am panting, sweaty, satisfied.

Master stands up and looks down at me. I jump off the bed and throw my arms around Him in a huge hug. I look at the other sub. She is still kneeling, wide-eyed.

Later, when I am lying in bed with Master, safe with His arm around me, I think about that look. It’s obvious she has never seen a night this intense. I don’t think she will ever forget this lesson. I know I won’t.

Until, maybe, the next time my Pussy gets achy, and Master is not around…