Janis Changes Her Mind

They stood swaying in the hallway just holding each other for ten minutes without saying a word. Then she felt his erection rubbing against her stomach and instinctively started sensually rubbing against him. The tears started again as she realized he still desired her. The trembling started in her legs. What was she thinking?

She hated breaking their embrace but she was the worthless whore. If Master was excited it was her job to keep him happy. She pulled out of his arms, and started fumbling with shaking fingers to unzip his pants, it seemed to take forever. Finally she wrestled it out of his pants. She stroked him a few times before daring to look up at his face. A serene smile was on it.

She sunk to her knee's and instantly took him into her mouth, running her tongue around the crown. He wasn't happy with that, and put His hand on the back of her head and pushed her down the length. She gagged as it entered her throat but she suppressed it. He loved seeing her gag.

Janis went up and down the length a few times before Master grabbed a handful of hair and lifted her off his cock and to her feet.

"Not so fast, little one." He said taking her back in his arms. "We have a little matter to discuss. What was the meaning of that letter you left for me?" He asked as she rested her head against his chest.

Christ! She forgot all about that letter! His erection was still poking against her stomach and the only thing she could think of was that only her flimsy blouse separated it from her skin. "Nothing, Master. I was just feeling insecure. I'm sorry. Please forgive this miserable whore."

He gently put His hands on her shoulders, and moved her away from Him. She looked at the ground like a good slave was supposed to . . . the way she was trained to do. She could see his erection sticking obscenely out of the fly of his pants and she wanted nothing more then to worship it. Her breathing became erratic as she tried, although failing, to not look at it.

"Are you not my property?" He asked, softly.

"Yes, Master. I belong only to you."

"So why were you feeling insecure? Look at me, pet." He ordered.

She raised her eye's and looked at his face. How she wanted to just kiss those lips, feel them against hers. "I found those web site's you visited. . ."

"Oh, those. The company's server had been compromised. The IT people are looking into it as we speak." He explained with a shake of his head. "Everybody's computer had something like that on it. But that doesn't excuse what you did. You should have come and discussed it with me, first."

"Yes, Master. I should have. I'm sorry."

"In the future, your to come to me before taking off like a scared deer."

"Yes, Master. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted. But you do know you have to be punished, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir." A thrill went through her. She could feel her nipples getting tight and moisture starting to form between her legs. Why did she always get excited when Master was going to punish her?

"Be a good girl and go to the spare bedroom. I want you naked by the time I get there."

"Yes, Sir." She said with a smile. There were six spare bedrooms but she knew which one he was talking about. She started peeling off her blouse as she ran up the stairs.

She stood in the middle of the room with her hands clasped behind her back, her legs spread while looking at the floor when Master came in. He didn't say a word, just looked her up and down for a few minutes before going to the foot locker in the corner. She wanted to see what He was getting but didn't move.

She heard the key's jangle as he unlocked it and she felt the nervous anticipation she always did when they were about to start a session, but she trusted Master absolutely. She heard him rustling around in it for a few moments before suddenly he was standing beside her. She couldn't suppress the moan that came from her lips as he ran a hand down her back and into the crack of her ass. She felt the probing of his finger at her secret place and bent a little at the waist to give him more room. The smack on her ass was sudden and unexpected. She bit her lip to keep quiet.

"Your still pretty marked up from yesterday, pet." He said as he rubbed the spot he just spanked with the palm of his hand.

"Yes, Master." She had to force herself to breath as He caressed her bottom. A drop of liquid threatened to drip down her thighs as he ran a finger between her legs. She waited expectantly for him to enter her with his finger, but instead spread some of her juices up to her back hole. A shiver went through her when he removed his hand. She held her breath waiting for the next spank to come.

"Arms in the air." He commanded. She immediately raised her hands. She continued looking at the ground as he fastened the wrist cuffs on her. Excitement raced through her body as she felt the ropes being attached to the cuffs. That drop of liquid between her legs started it's slow journey down her thighs, tickling her as it went. She wanted desperately to wipe it away, but Master was already beginning to loop the end of the rope through the eye bolt in the ceiling. It took less then thirty seconds before she was suspended on her tippy toes.

She tried with all her might to keep her eye's diverted to the ground when Master walked in front of her, but when he ran his hands lightly across her breasts, she was forced to look up. She needed more pressure against her nipples, and when her eye's met His, she understood it was going to be a long few hours. A groan rumbled somewhere deep in her chest.

He looked deep into her eye's for a long few moments. "The house felt empty when you weren't home." He said quietly. "I didn't like the feeling at all, you had me worried." He said as he tickled her nipples with the strands of the cat of nine tails in his hand. "Your not to do that ever again, do you understand me?"

"Yes, Master. It was a stupid mistake. Your whore had no intention of making you worry. I'm sorry, I'll never. . ."

"Quiet!" He spat out. "Not another word from you!" He said as he roughly grabbed her hard nipple and twisted it. Her eye's teared from the pressure, but a moan of pleasure escaped her lips. She arched her back and closed her eye's as he continued twisting it.

And as suddenly as he had grabbed it, he let it go which snapped her eye's open wide. He had a loving smile on his face which was only inch's from hers. He lightly kissed her lips as he ran his hands over her breasts again.

"I love you, pet." He whispered as he ran his hand down across her stomach and cupped her sex.

"I love you, too, Master." The words came out raspy and a little breathlessly and she was rewarded with a small smile. He trailed His finger through her folds and rested it on her nub. She gasped as He lightly circled it. She tried to bear down on it to get some friction but He quickly withdrew it.

He kissed her again, then lightly trailed kisses down her neck until He was at her breasts. He lightly bit one nipple, then the next. Each bite set a flashbulb off behind Janis's closed eyes. Her mouth fell open as she struggled to get some air into her lungs. He cupped her breasts tightly as He stood straight.

The feeling of Masters hands on her breasts felt wonderful and she dared open her eye's for a second. Her Master, the love of her life, her reason for being let go of her breasts and stepped to the side. She prepared herself for the sting of the cat, but instead, her Master produced her gag from out of nowhere.

"Open up," He whispered. She did as she was told and her Master inserted the ball into her mouth. Stepping behind her, He pulled the straps tight, tighter then He usually did, forcing the corners of her mouth back. Then He slipped the blindfold over her head and she was plunged into darkness.

She heard the hiss of the cat just as the first blow landed. She involuntarily arched her back, lifting her feet off the ground as the second blow landed. She cried out but the gag in her mouth stifled it.

"Now, now, pet. You knew you were going to have to be punished." He said as He ran His hand gently over the welts she knew were there. With his other hand he cupped her sex and ever so gently, began circling her clit. She could feel the orgasm starting in her toes as He spread her juices over the little nub, pushing it from side to side. Her muscles tightened as the first wave of pleasure started pulsing through her. Before she could reach her peak, He pulled His hand away, leaving her gasping and twisting in her bonds. He ran his hand gently up to her breasts, much too gently to give her that relief she needed, and lightly circled her nipple with one finger.

It was a tease. She needed that pressure that never came. Ever so slowly she came down from her plateau, taking deep, even breaths, through her nose. She concentrated on the soft circles He was making around her nipples when she suddenly realized the pressure was becoming a little harder.

Then she felt Him run a finger between the cheeks of her ass. A moan was caught in her throat as He palmed her breast. He reached between her legs at the same time and brought some of her juices up to her back hole. His hand on her breast became rougher as he kept reaching between her legs and bringing her juices up to her ass. The two sensations had her mind reeling.

When she thought about the hand on her breast, he would gently poke at her puckered ass. When she tried to open up her asshole for Him, he would roughly squeeze her nipple. When her attention was brought back to her breasts, he'd poke again at her ass. Her arousal started growing again when he reached between her legs from the back and poked at her sensitive nub. It was as if He was reading her mind.

That touch between her legs seemed to shoot up to her brain. She held her breath waiting for that tumble over the edge, she was so close. It was just when she thought she was going to tumble over that ledge, He pulled both hands away from her body. She hung by her wrists, trembling and groaning in frustration.

And then He was lightly running his hands over her body. It felt comforting as she started her downward climb and she allowed herself to breath again. Every part of her body was tingling in anticipation. It took her a few minutes before she realized that the moans she was hearing was coming from her.

Master took her up and down that ladder for the better part of an hour. Every nerve in her body screamed for relief. His once comforting rubbing of her body now seemed to only fuel her excitement. Every place he touched her felt like an electric shock that went straight to her sex. Her jaws ached from trying to open her mouth wider to get a breath of air.

She was hanging limp from the rope above her head. Even the slight breeze that Master created walking around her made her twitch in anticipation. It felt as if every nerve in her body was on the surface of her skin. Perspiration ran down her body in rivers, leaving cool tracks as it made it's way to the floor. Her juices mingled with her sweat leaving the inside of her thighs feeling sticky.

Mercifully, Master finally started unbuckling the gag. Her body quivered in exhaustion when the ball was removed from her mouth, she didn't even have the energy to lift her head when Master slipped the blindfold off. She was taking huge gulps of soothing, cool air when Master lifted her head with his forefinger. She managed to open her eye's to see Masters smiling ones.

"I'm sorry I had to punish you, pet." He whispered before lightly kissing her lips.

"This. . . whore needed it." She managed to gasp between gulps of air.

"Please don't ever do that again. I need you here." He said looking deep into her eye's. She managed a smile before he slipped his finger between her legs.

She didn't need to be brought back up that ladder. She had been hanging over the cliff for the last half hour, never really being pulled back, just sort of being suspended there, and that finger was enough to push her over the edge.

Through her exhaustion she managed to grunt as a kaleidoscope of colors exploded in her head. Wave after wave of relief flooded through her as her body jerked in her bonds. The sounds that came from her throat were inhuman as she arched her back and succumbed to the orgasm that seemed to wash over her body. She didn't even get a chance to savor her orgasm's as they came one after the other. She couldn't tell when one ended and the other began, if they even had a beginning and an end. It felt as if it was just one, warm wave covering her. There were moments where she was conscious of rising to the surface to grab a breath of air, but just as quickly the wave closed in again.

She was aware of the last peak before slipping into oblivion.

Her body ached as the sun streaming through the window the next morning woke her. She managed to roll over on her back with a groan and laid looking up at the ceiling. She was still exhausted, but for the first time in weeks, felt totally sated. Her thoughts went straight to Master. He hadn't been satisfied last night and she started thinking of what she could do for him to show her appreciation for all he did for her.

She'd start by greeting him at the door naked and on her knees. . .