Disobedience comes at a price After a few sips of champagne, Knight stood and held out his hand. The music had changed to a tango. As we danced, I felt the jewel from my plug swing wildly. I was grateful for the darkness, but knew that if anyone was looking, and many people were, they could clearly see the glimmer of it when we spun and danced. Nonetheless, I kept my eyes firmly on Knight just as he had instructed me to do.

We went back to our table, sipped wine and nibbled on the caviar for a while then back to the dance floor. After our third dance, Knight handed me a cosmetic bag and told me to go fix my face.

When I got to the ladies room, I was shocked. My face was streaked with black mascara and tear stains left over from my spanking in the car. I looked a mess. Carefully, I washed off the make up and began to reapply. A woman came in, looked at me, and asked if everything was okay. I smiled and nodded, but didn’t speak.

When I returned to the table she was standing talking with Knight. He looked at me and said, “I understand from my friend that you responded but did not speak to her. Well done.”

I glowed with pleasure.

“However.” I felt myself pale with this word. “You also looked directly at her, didn’t you?”

I blushed although no one could see it in the dim lighting. “I did, Knight. I’m sorry. It was just habit. Instinct. Manners.”

He let me sweat it out as he thanked the woman. She walked away, a smug smile on her face. Knight stood as well, held my hand, and we walked out of the club.

Once back in the limo, I was again over his lap with the hard paddle being judiciously applied. This time, I didn’t bother to hold back the tears. I sobbed and cried and kicked my heels a little, but made no move to cover my tortured ass or to crawl off his lap. Once he finished, I did, without his need for direction, flop onto the floor and unzip his trousers.

“Well done. This time, though, if you make me come you will be punished again, so go easy. You will keep your mouth on my cock until Stephen opens that door in front of my home.”

I eased up. My ribs were pressed in horribly, my nipples sore from begin slightly stretched all evening, my anus stretched, my ass tender, and my pussy weeping with need. I did NOT want additional punishment.

Within a short period of time, Stephen opened the door. I sat back on my heels, back very straight since I couldn’t bend due to the tightness of the corset dress. He helped me out then, Knight instructed him to prepare me while he showered.

I meekly followed Stephen into the room next to Knight’s master suite. I kept my eyes downcast and said nothing, nor did I resist when he unlaced my dress, had me step out of my shoes, and told me to kneel on the bed facing the headboard. He then positioned me close to the headboard and spread my arms wide before securing them. He reached down to my slit and swiped a finger to make sure I was wet. He laughed. Next, he inserted three fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me. Just when I was on the edge of coming, he pulled out, laughed again, then slowly extracted the plug.

“She’s ready,” I heard him say. “No mistakes. No coming.”

“Thank you Stephen. I won’t need you for the rest of the night, so enjoy your evening with Kevin.”

“I will. Thank you, Sir.”

I felt the bed shift as Knight positioned himself on the mattress. He ran his hand down my ass, still tender and hot from the two earlier spankings. He spread my cheeks and began pressing his slick cock into my well stretched anus. I moaned and dropped my head. I began to tremble before he was fully seated.

“No. Not yet. You have a few questions to answer before you come,” he ordered.

“Why were you punished tonight?”

“I intentionally dressed in a why you have expressly asked me not to.”

He slapped my ass. “Yes. And?”

“Oh god. Um. I was five minutes early on the curb.”

Another hard slap to the other side.

“Ah!!” I cried out not from the pain but from the effort not to come. “I made eye contact with the lady in the restroom.”

SLAP! “And what have you learned?”

“KNIGHT!!! I, um, I’ve learned to not intentionally disobey.”

SLAP! “AND that you will not tolerate a disobedient brat!”

“Come.” SLAP! I exploded around his cock. Colors danced behind my closed eyes and I screamed his name.

He began fucking me. Hard. No mercy, not that I wanted any. I came until I was hanging by my bound wrists, my ass in the air, being pounded inside and out by sharp smacks and a might cock. Knight let loose of a guttural growl, pulled out of my body, and sprayed his hot cum across my stinging ass.

‘NO!!!’ I shouted.

When he finished, he rolled off of me, reached up and released my bonds. I collapsed onto my stomach, sobbing and feeling completely resplendent and forgiven. By the time I was again comprehensible, Knight was sitting beside me, rubbing my back.

“You did well, Cindy.” He leaned down and kissed my shoulder. “I know you’ve learned your lesson, but I won’t lie. I enjoyed tonight. You?”

Grinning, I turned my head to look up at him. “Every. Single. Minute. Yes.”