Tears for My Master: Cat's First Punishment Read Free Page B

was
trying to hurt her and succeeding. The ripping noise of the leather
against delicate skin pierced through the still air in Knox’s
office as he struck her with his crop again and again. “You’ve made
me so angry, Catherine,” said Knox between strikes. “You don’t know
how I’ve longed to do this, and now you’ve given me no choice.” He
struck her again. “Coming in to the office in that slutty little
dress. You knew exactly what you were doing to me,” he said,
striking her even harder. “You’re not going to be able to sit when
I’m done with you,” he said. Cat’s entire being was trembling as
she received her punishment. She knew he was right. She felt the
hot tears pouring uncontrollably down her face as she was spanked
over and over, and felt her body respond with desire as with each
spank she became more and more turned on. When Knox was finally
finished striking her, Cat’s pale backside was numb and red, but
her vagina was wet and wanting, hot with desire. She’d never felt
such a confusing mix of emotions: pleasure and pain, desire and
embarrassment, humiliation and satisfaction.
    She heard the crop hit the ground as Knox
dropped it. “Now you are going to pleasure me, Catherine,” he said.
She felt his fingers over the black lace of her thong and ached for
him to touch her, but he didn’t. Instead she heard the fabric
ripping as he took both hands, slid them under the thong and pulled
it apart. The wasted fabric fell to useless the desk away from her
body. She heard fabric rustling behind her and suddenly she felt
him, hard and hot, as he slammed into her. Cat heard the sharp
intake of her breath as Knox’s hands grabbed onto her hips and he
filled her over and over, thrusting his cock all the way into her
wetness. He was not trying to be gentle, and the raw skin where
she’d been spanked ached with every thrust. The pain was
excruciating, but the pleasure was undeniable. The combination was
too much for Cat. She heard a low moan escape from her lips as the
first wave of pleasure hit her body. “You like that, don’t you
Catherine,” Knox responded. “I knew you wanted it, all along. I
should have done this to you months ago,” he said thrusting into
her harder and harder and deeper and deeper until she completely
lost control. The moans turned to screams of pleasure as Cat
climaxed, and she felt Knox’s body go firm as he spilled his hot
semen deep inside of her, grunting with pleasure.
    When he was finished Knox pulled out of her.
Cat sighed a little bit, sad that it was over. She felt Knox behind
her, wiping her and his wetness away with a soft piece of fabric.
She lay on the desk and let him clean her. After he was done he
pulled her dress back down over her and walked around to his desk
chair until he was facing Cat. Self-conscious but satisfied, she
turned to him and looked him in the eye. He sat down, only a few
inches from her face, and pulled another soft piece of fabric out
from the top drawer of his desk. Cat saw that it was a blue
handkerchief, monogramed with the letters “K S.” Knox leaned
towards her and wiped her face, cleaning the streaks of tears from
her hot cheeks. When he was done, Cat finally pulled herself up,
not knowing what to expect next. Knox leaned back in his chair,
studying her then finally he spoke. “Go on home Catherine,” he said
in his steely voice. “Put some ice on yourself and take a warm
bath. When you can sit down again, come back into work, and this
time please dress appropriately. You should be fine by Monday, and
I’ll expect you to catch up right away on the days you’ll miss, or
you’ll have another punishment. Do we understand each other?”
    “Yes Mr. Stowe,” said Cat, backing slowly out
of the office. She was being dismissed, but wasn’t being fired. As
Cat gathered her purse and left the Hudson Building she felt
excited and nervous for Monday. What kind of punishment would Mr.
Stowe have for her then?

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