Bitchy Slave Needs Correction (F/F, M/F, D/s, BD, Humiliation, Consensual) by NaturalRed80 2015 ============================================================================ Bitchy Slave Needs Correction Chapter 1 ============================================================================ I blew up. The snow ball effect of the week came to an end and I blew up. At Ma'am. I was making dinner, she came in and asked how much work I got done today. I looked at her and said "I took a fucking nap. It is my day and I chose to do what I wanted to do. Why do you care? If I don't finish, nothing changes. I will still be the same bitch that wanders around this house." The look I got in return was not pleasant. She came over to me, whispered "yes you are a bitch. A bratty bitch that is in for one hell of a punishment, but if I do anything right now it will be out of anger, and I will never do that. I really want to smack your mouth right now. You want sudden responses, I will give it to you. Give me your tongue. If you aren't going to bite it, I will." I hesitantly did as I was ordered. She leaned in and said "count to 20" and bit down. I started to count, as my eyes started to water. With every number I attempted to say, my tongue pulled away from her a bit. She didn't let up though. Finally, I reached 20. "For the rest of the evening you are NOT to speak unless you are spoken to and you are not to sit on the furniture. Do you understand, girlie?" I nodded and she grabbed the little hairs on the back of my neck, pulling my head back. "Try again, bitch." The shock hit me. Humiliation. A new kind of approach for her. "Yes Ma'am. I understand." I sulked around the rest of the evening, speaking when spoken to, except Ma'am didn't say a word to me, except to tell what had happened when he asked what was wrong. "Tell him what you did, bitch. And how you are currently being punished. And tell him you have been promised that you will be severely punished later. Tell him that he can roughly fuck you and abuse your body, and that you will take it and say `Thank you Sir." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I hated disappointing, and I had gone way beyond that and had off on her. I avoided his eye contact as I started to speak. "I called Ma'am a bitch and went off on her..." Sir stopped me and said "look at me when you speak to me."
Bitchy Slave Needs Correction Chapter 2 ============================================================================ Ma'am came up behind me and showed me a yellow and green scrub sponge. She took the rough, dry side of the sponge and began scrubbing the backs and insides of my thighs. She scrubbed my sit spots and my ass. I began to whimper and wiggle. The roughness of the scrub pad made my skin burn. She smacked my hip and told me to stand still. She reached between my spread legs and started scrubbing my most sensitive areas. She held my lips back and scrubbed the opening of my pussy and my clit. The burning was too much and I felt my self about to cum. I couldn't stop myself. Between the thrusting I had done in the bathroom and this, it was just too much. "You are such a slutty whore. Bad idea, bitch." She grabbed my hand to drag me across the room and stopped. She pulled my hand up to her nose, and then roughly pushed my back against the wall. She put her hand around my neck, pushing my head up so I was looking at her. "You took advantage of my kindness to let you pee and played with yourself? Oh will you ever understand who is in charge here? And what a slutty bitch...getting wet from your punishments...wet from the humiliation. Put your arms straight out, palms up. DON'T MOVE." I stood there nervously as she walked away. She returned with the dreaded power cord. She raised it up and brought it down, whipping my palms over and over again. "YOU. ARE. NEVER. TO. TOUCH. YOUR. PUSSY. WITHOUT. PERMISSION!!!" The tears were flowing as she put her hand back around my neck. "Do you understand?" I managed to let out the words to answer, locking eye contact. "Yes ma'am I understand." "I am glad we are getting somewhere," she said as she pinched her nails into my ear and pulled me across the room. She put her hand in my back, and shoved me down so I had my hands on the coffee table. She smacked the back of my thigh and told me to spread my legs. I did as I was told and she left me there. She took Sir's hand and they walked off to the bedroom. As I stood there with my sore palms pressed against the hard table, I heard the pounding sounds of Sir roughly fucking Ma 'am in the bedroom. If I listened closely enough, I could hear the moisture of her pussy. They finished, and I heard Sir getting dressed. He walked out and stood behind me and Ma'am sat on the couch, still naked, putting her feet up on the couch so that I could see her glistening pussy. She thrusted her hand into her pussy, getting it covered with a combination of her and Sir' s cum. She grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head up. Holding it in place, she roughly stuffed her wet hand in my mouth, thrusting and pushing further in. I felt my eyes water as she pushed in further and further, my throat gagging on her cum covered fist. "Good girl," she said. "My little naughty slut taking a face fuck from my cum covered fist." As she pulled back, I heard it. I realized why I was in the position I was as I heard the unmistakable sound of Sir unbuckling his belt and sliding it out of the belt loops on his jeans. Ma'am laughed a little as she said "yes...Sir is about to whip that white ass of yours. Uncooperative, slutty slaves get beat by their Master." She looked up to him and said "make sure you gets some wrap around swings to hit her hips some. Oh, and some wrap around to hit her inner thighs." She then turned her attention back to me. "You are to keep your head up and eyes on my soaking wet pussy while he whips you, remembering that you got yourself in to this, and it is going to be a very long time before you are allowed to touch either one of us for your sexual enjoyment." The first stroke fell straight across my sit spot. "I don't like this position. I want your elbows on the table." I did as I was told. The next sting of the belt hit the same place, this time with the edge catching my wet pussy. He continued to whip me over and over. At one point I lost my position and stood up. He pushed me back down, landed 5 extra hard strikes right across the back of my thighs causing me to cry out "OWWWWE!!! You fucker, that hurt." As soon as the words escaped from my lips I knew I was in trouble. Ma'am reached across th e table and back handed my mouth. Sir grabbed my hair, pushing me to the floor. "Turn around and face me," he said. He unzipped his pants, pulled my head up, holding it there by my hair, and slammed my head in as he thrusted his dick into my throat over and over again. He dropped me to the ground, grabbed the sponge, and came up behind me. He rolled the sponge and proceeded to rape my pussy with it, roughly thrusting it in and out. My pussy was on fire! He dropped the sponge, and thrusted his dick into my throbbing, painful pussy. He fucked me hard, ramming his dick into my pussy harder and harder. I screamed out as he grabbed a handful of hair and continue to fuck me hard. He pulled out and came down my back and said "your slutty fuck hole is not worthy of cum. Back in place at the table so I can finish whipping you. Another hard 20 should do for now." I took my place back at the table and there was no hesitation as the belt came down again over and over. It wrapped my thighs and hit my hips, it wrapped between my legs with the tip hitting my pussy. He finished whipping me and wrapped his belt snug around my neck, holding it behind my head. "You best not speak to me like that again. This will seem as though it was a walk in the park." I looked up and locked his eyes, continuing with what I was ordered to tell him. "I am not to speak unless spoken to, and I am not allowed to sit on the furniture. Ma'am assured me that I will be severely punished later, when she is no longer angry. If you want you can roughly fuck me and abuse my body. I will thank you for the treating me like the slut I am, Sir." We went about the evening, with neither one of them addressing me. I was ignored. They kissed in front of me, Ma'am gave him a blow job in front of me. I was made to sit on me knees on the floor, maintaining eye contact with Ma'am as she was fucked from behind. I couldn't say a word. I couldn't reach out to touch her. Physical contact was being withheld. I started to rock and squeeze, trying to satisfy my throbbing pussy. " Bitches don't get enjoyment, girlie. Come closer to me. NOW." I did as I was told. She yanked my shirt up over my face, unhooked my bra, letting my heavy breasts flow freely. She leaned in and started biting my breasts. All over them, I felt the sting of her small bites. After she had covered every inch of them, she started slapping them. I'm pretty sure she wasn't holding back. She then grabbed my neck and pulled my head up to look at her, slightly squeezing and causing me to panic a bit. "You are a bitch," she said. "You are a worthless slave who has forgotten how to treat her Masters. We are going to treat you just as that. Not just tonight but until we are certain you have learned your position. I want your nose on the wall, legs spread and hands behind your back until you are instructed to do otherwise." I stood there for about 30 minutes with my leg spread and nose on the wall. Ma'am spoke up, "I have set my alarm for 3 minutes. Go in, pee and get back right to where you are." I went in and went pee. While I was in there, I decided to sneak a few seconds of my fingers on my pussy. I was so wet!!! My pussy was throbbing for attention from my Masters. I finished up, and put my self back where I belonged.
Bitchy Slave Needs Correction Chapter 2 ============================================================================ Ma'am came up behind me and showed me a yellow and green scrub sponge. She took the rough, dry side of the sponge and began scrubbing the backs and insides of my thighs. She scrubbed my sit spots and my ass. I began to whimper and wiggle. The roughness of the scrub pad made my skin burn. She smacked my hip and told me to stand still. She reached between my spread legs and started scrubbing my most sensitive areas. She held my lips back and scrubbed the opening of my pussy and my clit. The burning was too much and I felt my self about to cum. I couldn't stop myself. Between the thrusting I had done in the bathroom and this, it was just too much. "You are such a slutty whore. Bad idea, bitch." She grabbed my hand to drag me across the room and stopped. She pulled my hand up to her nose, and then roughly pushed my back against the wall. She put her hand around my neck, pushing my head up so I was looking at her. "You took advantage of my kindness to let you pee and played with yourself? Oh will you ever understand who is in charge here? And what a slutty bitch... getting wet from your punishments...wet from the humiliation. Put your arms straight out, palms up. DON'T MOVE." I stood there nervously as she walked away. She returned with the dreaded power cord. She raised it up and brought it down, whipping my palms over and over again. "YOU. ARE. NEVER. TO. TOUCH. YOUR. PUSSY. WITHOUT. PERMISSION!!!" The tears were flowing as she put her hand back around my neck. "Do you understand?" I managed to let out the words to answer, locking eye contact. "Yes ma'am I understand." "I am glad we are getting somewhere," she said as she pinched her nails into my ear and pulled me across the room. She put her hand in my back, and shoved me down so I had my hands on the coffee table. She smacked the back of my thigh and told me to spread my legs. I did as I was told and she left me there. She took Sir's hand and they walked off to the bedroom. As I stood there with my sore palms pressed against the hard table, I heard the pounding sounds of Sir roughly fucking Ma'am in the bedroom. If I listened closely enough, I could hear the moisture of her pussy. They finished, and I heard Sir getting dressed. He walked out and stood behind me and Ma'am sat on the couch, still naked, putting her feet up on the couch so that I could see her glistening pussy. She thrusted her hand into her pussy, getting it covered with a combination of her and Sir's cum. She grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head up. Holding it in place, she roughly stuffed her wet hand in my mouth, thrusting and pushing further in. I felt my eyes water as she pushed in further and further, my throat gagging on her cum covered fist. "Good girl," she said. "My little naughty slut taking a face fuck from my cum covered fist." As she pulled back, I heard it. I realized why I was in the position I was as I heard the unmistakable sound of Sir unbuckling his belt and sliding it out of the belt loops on his jeans. Ma'am laughed a little as she said "yes...Sir is about to whip that white ass of yours. Uncooperative, slutty slaves get beat by their Master." She looked up to him and said "make sure you gets some wrap around swings to hit her hips some. Oh, and some wrap around to hit her inner thighs." She then turned her attention back to me. "You are to keep your head up and eyes on my soaking wet pussy while he whips you, remembering that you got yourself in to this, and it is going to be a very long time before you are allowed to touch either one of us for your sexual enjoyment." The first stroke fell straight across my sit spot. "I don't like this position. I want your elbows on the table." I did as I was told. The next sting of the belt hit the same place, this time with the edge catching my wet pussy. He continued to whip me over and over. At one point I lost my position and stood up. He pushed me back down, landed 5 extra hard strikes right across the back of my thighs causing me to cry out "OWWWWE!!! You fucker, that hurt." As soon as the words escaped from my lips I knew I was in trouble. Ma'am reached across the table and back handed my mouth. Sir grabbed my hair, pushing me to the floor. "Turn around and face me," he said. He unzipped his pants, pulled my head up, holding it there by my hair, and slammed my head in as he thrusted his dick into my throat over and over again. He dropped me to the ground, grabbed the sponge, and came up behind me. He rolled the sponge and proceeded to rape my pussy with it, roughly thrusting it in and out. My pussy was on fire! He dropped the sponge, and thrusted his dick into my throbbing, painful pussy. He fucked me hard, ramming his dick into my pussy harder and harder. I screamed out as he grabbed a handful of hair and continue to fuck me hard. He pulled out and came down my back and said "your slutty fuck hole is not worthy of cum. Back in place at the table so I can finish whipping you. Another hard 20 should do for now." I took my place back at the table and there was no hesitation as the belt came down again over and over. It wrapped my thighs and hit my hips, it wrapped between my legs with the tip hitting my pussy. He finished whipping me and wrapped his belt snug around my neck, holding it behind my head. "You best not speak to me like that again. This will seem as though it was a walk in the park
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