Monday, 14 February 2011

The Punishment

((This is a little roleplay that my master and I indulged in last night. I have not changed it apart from adding the odd word here and there to make it flow more like a story and to take out the time stamps and annoying "so and so is on line." Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. warning, there is some bad words in there giggles. ))

The Punishment.

River knelt before the fire, building it up so that the house would not get cold over night when suddenly his master’s voice bellowed through the silence.
Franziskus Ninetails shouts through the house "RIVERRRRRR!!!"
River ears prick up and he jumps to his feet. “Yes my master, “He shouts back. “I come my master." River runs into the bedroom expecting to find his master there. Not finding him, he runs up the next flight to see if his master is in his office.  River enters his master's office finding him at last behind his desk
Franziskus Ninetails looks up from his papers as his slave finally finds the office."Have you finished your chores today, mine?" he asks.
River: he slips gracefully to his knees and looks up at his master. “Aye my master,” he replies softly.
Franziskus Ninetails tosses his writing feather on the desk and slowly stands up, looking down to his boy, towering over him, his furred boots between his slave's thighs. He moves between River's legs and presses his boot down on his cock and balls pinning them to the ground
River spreads his legs wider and then moans softly as his cock and balls are trampled by his master.
Franziskus Ninetails looks very serious down to his slave, the tip of his boot pushing hard against his slave's privates "The other day, my lil sunshine, I smelled something on you. Do you have to tell me anything?” he asks with his eyebrows raised.
River looks down at the ground trying hard to think what his master is talking about. Recounting his days
Franziskus Ninetails pushes a bit harder against his cock
“Ohhhhhhhh,” the blond slave moans softly. He thinks hard trying to remember what it is his master is talking about then it dawns on him. “Hmmm,” he says as mouth goes dry as he remembers masturbating
“Now?”  Franziskus says demandingly. “I found some wet spots on the furs in my bed... So, do you know anything about that, mine?” He growls as his temper rises.
River looks down at the booted foot of his master, crushing his delicate organs beneath it. "I.... I came my master.”
Franziskus nods "Aye! I smelled it.”
River looks down still and whispers. "I am sorry my master,”
Franziskus boot crushes a bit harder against his boy’s cock "What did I tell you about playing with yourself, mine?"
River gives a small cry of pain and he squirms under the pressure and answers weakly. "I am forbidden my master. “

Franziskus barks "WRONG!” working now the sole of his boots to your shaft and grinding your cock against your thigh. "Think again!"
River whimpers louder not able to remember what his master had told him. “I  ... I  ... don’t remember my master."
Franziskus Ninetails growls "Then I have to help your memory, mine! Go to my bedroom. You know where to find the flogger and the cuffs! Put the cuffs on your ankles and wrists, bring the flogger up to the attic and wait there for me!” he continues coldly.
River blinks rapidly and gets slowly to his feet. "Yes my master."
Franziskus pulls a drawer at his desk and takes something out, putting it into his pouch
River goes down to the bedroom and opens the chest where the flogger is. He shivers as the leather caresses his palms. He places it on the side and then rummages around and finds the steep cuffs that he locked around his slender wrists and ankles. He lifts the flogger again and taking a breath he carries it up to the attic.
Franziskus Ninetails looks out the window, watching the harbour and the reflexion of the three moons on the water. His arms crossed on his backs as he waits for his slave to get ready.
River enters the attic but does not see his master, so he kneels with the flogger in his open palms and waits.
Franziskus finally stomps up to the attic.
River lifts the flogger up and lowers his head, trembling
Franziskus Ninetails takes the flogger with from his boy's hands and holds it to his mouth, commanding "Open!"
River desperately tries to remember his master's instructions as he opens his mouth obediently
Franziskus stuffs the hilt of the flogger between his slave's teeth "Hold it!"
River closes his mouth around the handle of the flogger and he closes his eyes as he tries to calm himself.
Franziskus Ninetails then reaches for the collar, his fingers closing to a fist around the metal ring. Roughly he pulls his boy up to his feet and pushes him against the post with the chain. He drags River to the whipping post and attaches chains to secure them in place.
River whimpers around the leather as his collar is grasped roughly and he is dragged to the post and chained in place.
Franziskus Ninetails pins with one arm his boy against the post and commands "Arms up!"
The blond slave lifts his arms obediently.
Franziskus Ninetails as his slave lifts his arms quickly snaps the chains into the cuffs at his wrists. He then takes his hand off his boy's chest and squats down to attach the chains to the ankle-cuffs also. His hair brushing over his slave's exposed genitals. He gets up again. His hand slides over his slave's chest upward till it reaches the flogger. He grabs the flogger and pulls it out your mouth
River makes a small noise as the flogger is pulled from his mouth. Tearing the corner a little
Franziskus Ninetails lets the straps of the flogger playfully brush over his slave's genitals. He looks him straight into the eyes "So? Do you remember, mine?"
“I  ... I... may only come at your word?  River bits his lip hoping that he has remembered right. He bites his lower lip.
Franziskus nods "That's right, mine. And what about playing with yourself?"
“That .... that it was forbidden?” River asks nervously.
Franziskus sighs and shakes his head. He takes the flogger back and shakes it in his hand. "Wrong. Think again, mine!"
River looks to the floor and whispers, "I can’t remember my master
Franziskus sighs "What about playing with other slaves?"
River: looks up hopefully. "That I can play with other boys my master?”
Franziskus nods "Very well. So, what about playing with yourself?"  Without waiting for an answer he continues "Do you think your Master likes his boys heated?"
River swallows hard. "Y....  yes my master"
 Franziskus Ninetails nods "Right answer, mine!" He smiles for a short moment, steps closer to his boy. His leather rubs against his boy's exposed naked body as he grabs the cock and squeezes it for a moment. "Of course I like my boys heated and eager to please his Master anytime!"
River groans as his boy parts are handled roughly by his beloved master
Franziskus steps back again, shaking the flogger in his hand again "So, do you think it would heat up my boys, when they play with themselves?"
River shakes his head his voice barely audible. "N .... no my master," I stammer
Franziskus Ninetails frowns "Well, if it wouldn't raise your heat, why would you play then with yourself at all? And I'm not talking of cumming, mine!"  Franziskus Ninetails smirks evil.  “I'm talking of playing with yourself!”
River blinks confused, not understanding now if he should play with himself but not cum or not play with himself at all. He curses his bad memory and looks at his master looking for a hint of the right answer
Franziskus Ninetails takes a deep breath "I think we will have to start all over again"
“I  ... I should touch but not come," I whisper hoping that I chose the right answer.
Franziskus Ninetails nods "Aye! We are getting closer"  Franziskus steps closer again, his hand sliding over his boy's chest, down to his cock, his fist closing around the shaft, holding it. He teases and tickles River's cock, tormenting him. With gentle but firm force, he grabs River's cock and demands his attention. As he feels his boy's cock growing in his fist starts to stroke him
River groans loudly as his cock is tormented and he grits his teeth to keep from cumming
“So, my lil sunshine....,” Franziskus asks. “What do you think what happens, when you play with yourself, waking your lust... but don't cum?”  Fervidly, Franziskus strokes River's cock, demanding his body to respond to the touches.  “Don't you think you will hunger for your Master's touch? Don't you think you will desperately wish, that he allows you the relief of cumming?”  Franziskus strokes River's cock, demanding his body to respond to the touches.
River groans even more. "Y ... yes my ... master," he stammers.
Franziskus nods "And don't you think your Master would like that; seeing his boy in heat?" Franziskus strokes River's cock more, demanding his body to respond to the touches. He continues, “Seeing his boy begging for the relief?”
River swallows and nods no words able to come from his throat.
“Seeing his boy depending on his Master's permission? Franziskus’s hand strokes harder, giving his boy no mercy. “Can't hear you, mine!” he growls in River’s ear.
River whimpers with need as his master's rough hand strokes him to hardness. "Yes.... yes my master," I gasp.
Franziskus nods and steps back. "So, I ask you again: Are you allowed to play with yourself?"
River nods swallowing. "Yes my master."
Franziskus nods "Right! But what are you not allowed without my permission?” he asks patiently.
“I am not allowed to cum my master,” River replies softly.
Franziskus Ninetails nods "Right!"  And what happens, when you cum without my permission?” he asks coldly. He looks down to the flogger in his hand and shakes it again with ostentation.
River eyes drift to the flogger in his master's hand and he gives a small whimper. “A boy is punished my master,"
Franziskus Ninetails nods again "Right!"
“I didn’t mean to my master,” River cries desperately.
“So, did you cum without my permission, mine?” Franziskus asks already knowing the answer. “Did I ask you if you meant to or not?” he snaps as his boy tries to make excuses.
River looks away ashamed. "Yes my master," I say in a tiny shaking voice.
“So, what do you beg for, mine?” Franziskus asks.
“Forgiveness" River asks hopefully.
Franziskus barks "Wrong answer!"
River drops his head and says sadly, "that this boy be punished my master for disobeying his master.”
Franziskus was just about to swat the flogger over his slave's chest as he hears the right answer "That's right. So beg!"
River suppresses a whimper and begs reluctantly. "Please my master, this boy begs to be punished. He has been disobedient and stupid. Please my master teach him to a better slave"
Franziskus nods contentedly, "Good boy!"
[2011/02/13 16:10]  River feels a tear run down his cheek, not a tear of fear but one of shame for disappointing his master.
 Franziskus Ninetails attaches the flogger to his belt and steps closer again, pulling a short piece of binding rope out of his pouch as approaches his slave. He holds the rope in one hand, his other hand reaching for your cock and balls, stroking it further to get it fully erected. As soon as he's satisfied with his slave's erection reaches with his other hand out. He wraps the rope tight about your balls and cock, handling it roughly
River winces as his master binds his balls tightly with the rope holding him firm
Franziskus Ninetails ties it up to a nice package, the tight rope preventing the blood flowing back, keeping his slave erected. Franziskus finally steps back and nods "First I will whip your cock for cumming without my permission, mine!"
River moans softly as he realises what his master intended, his balls already beginning to throb from the constriction of blood. “Ohh my master, please no. I will be good. I won't disobey again,” he begs.
  Franziskus Ninetails shakes the flogger in his hand again, looking straight into his slave's eyes "Are you ready, mine? Hush!” he adds as his boy begs for mercy.
“Please my master ...” River bits his lip as his master warns him to silence
Franziskus Ninetails growls and lifts the flogger. He's aiming at his boy's cock and swings it....
The Blond slave cries out as the flogger, comes down hard on his sensitive organ.
Franziskus ... not hitting as hard as he'd do on his slave's chest or butt or back, but hard enough to leave some red welts on his slave's cock.
River cries out as the leather caresses his prone cock, sending stinging sensations up into his groin
"I think...."  Franziskus says, as he swings the flogger again. "12 will be..."
River cries out again, trying to twist away from the lashes.
“Enough for the first..." Franziskus continues ignoring his boy’s pain, "time! ...  Next time..." Franziskus continues. "We will double it, I think!"
Each touch of the whip makes River’s eyes water and he cries out with pain even though he knows his master is being light handed
"Number 11... and..." Franziskus continues counting. “TWELVE!”
River cries out as the last lash lands on his tender and bruised cock. He weeps softly, his cock burning from the beating it has just received.
Franziskus attaches the flogger at his belt again and steps closer to inspect the bruised cock and he conducts a thorough and intrusive inspection of River's genitals.
“I am sorry my master, this boy will be more careful.” River sobs.
Franziskus Ninetails nods satisfied, then squats down to open the chains at his slave's ankles. “I'm sure, you will, mine!” he says not uncaringly. “And if it happens again, you will get naked, get the flogger, bring it to me and beg for your punishment immediately! Believe me: I will find it out anyways and then your punishment would be much harder!
River nods, tears running down his face and whispers. "Yes my master,"
Franziskus Ninetails reaches up and unsnaps the chains at the wrists and he points to the ground before his feet "Stand here and turn your back to me!” he commands
River kneels before his master, his head lowered in shame, he looks up as his master speaks and then obeys.
“And now... JERK!” he commands harshly. He grins evilly "You have permission to cum, mine!"
 River shakes as he turns his back to his master, he is tempted to look over his shoulder but then gasps as he is ordered to cum
Franziskus takes the flogger again from his belt and swishes it through the air. He aims at his boy's butt... his arm rises....
River begins to jerk his cock whimpering in pain as he strokes his bruised organ hard.
A swishing sound cuts the air... and the flogger swats right across the slave's butt.
River: cries out as the flogger hits his naked buttocks
“How does it feel....?” Franziskus demands as he swings the flogger again
River’s hand falters and he steps forward involuntarily as the flogger cuts into his naked buttocks and he cries out in pain.” please master,” he begs.
Franziskus Ninetails growls "BACK IN POSITION!!!"
River moves back to position and begins to stroke his bruised cock once more, each stroke agony. He cries out as the flogger swipes his bottom again but he holds his position.
As his slave is back in position swats the flogger again over his butt, much harder than he did at the cock. Franziskus swats his boy’s arse with every word.” How.... does.... it...  feel... to... jerk... that.... bruised ... cock.... mine?”
 “Please my master,” River begs. The word mercy is barely heard. “Hurts my master,” he weeps tears now running down his face.
“The.... longer..... you.... need.... to... cum.... the.... more.... swats.... you.... get.... so.... you.... better cum!” each word is accompanied with a hard lash of the flogger on River’s prone buttocks causing him to stoke harder and cry out with each caress of the leather.
River suddenly cries out in agony as he cums hard
“Very well!” Franziskus says satisfied at his boy’s performance. He attaches the flogger at his belt again and grabs his slave's collar.  Franziskus forces him down on the floor, with the face right into the ponds of cum, commanding roughly "Lick it and swallow it!"
River: he falls to his knees his head to the ground as he gasps for breath, now not only does his cock hurt and his balls throb but his ass burns from the swats of the flogger. With tears of pain in his eyes licks at the floor, cleaning up his own mess as his master's hand holds his head down, dragging his tongue over the rough wood, tasting himself.
Franziskus forces his boy down until even the last drop is licked from the ground he then roughly pulls him again, pushing him against the wall.
Franziskus holding his boy - weak in his knees as he is - with his arm on the chest pinned against the wall, as his other rand reaches down and unties the rope from his balls
 River: whimpers as the blood suddenly flows back into his balls
Pinning his slave against the wall, his body leaning against his slave's naked body and his own package hard and throbbing grinds against his boy's thigh as he stuffs the rope back to his pouch and takes the device out of it instead... the little tool he took from his desk before. Franziskus shows his boy the little metal cage "Do you remember this, mine?” he growls
River gulps recognising the devise that is used to torture. He nods confirming what his master already knows.
“You will wear this the next days, till I decide you can take it off!” Franziskus says coldly.
River chews on his bottom lip and nods knowing that he had no choice but agree
Franziskus reaches with the little cage down to his boy's cock. He roughly stuffs the bruised, still semi-hard cock painfully into the metal cage
The thought of his tender cock in the cage filled River with dread, but he knew he had no choice.
Franziskus turns the key in the little padlock, locking his boy's cock into the cage. He then pulls the key out of the padlock.
River closes his eyes as the tiny click of the padlock reaches his ears
Franziskus Ninetails lifts his hand, holding the key before his slave's face "Open your mouth and lift your tongue!"
River swallows and then opens his mouth and lifts his tongue as he is ordered to do.
Franziskus places the little key under his slave's tongue "As a sign of my trust I will let you carry the key yourself, my lil sunshine" He grins evilly "You better not swallow it or it will take a bit longer, till you will be released!" Franziskus nods to sign his boy that he can close his mouth again.
River presses his tongue down on the tiny key and nods unable to speak with the key there. He now had the fear that he would swallow the key as well as the pain of the cage.
Franziskus Ninetails grabs his slave's collar and yanks him with him "And now come, mine! You awakened your Master's heat!"
River follows his master dragged along behind him.
Franziskus yanks his boy at his collar down to the bedroom, and then throws him with his belly down on the furs. “LAY THERE!” he snaps as he takes his cloak off, but doesn't take the time to undress even more. His cock throbbing so hard in his pants, so he just unties the pants and lets his hard cock jut out
River lays on his belly his butt in the air, he doesn’t look around but he hears his master behind him and he groans knowing that this is all part of his punishment.
Franziskus climbs on the bed between his boy's spread legs and Ninetails slides his hand over his own glans... collecting the precum... using it as lube... all the lube his boy will get this time. He slaps his slave's sore butt before he leans down on him. The leather and fur brushing over his boy's bare skin and leans with his full body-weight on his boy... pinning him down on the furs... his hard cock rubbing between the butt crack...
River shivers as he feels his master close behind him and closes his eyes as his cock strains against the cold steel of the cage. He bites his lip as he feels the small amount of precum being rubbed to his arsehole and braces himself for the painful penetration he knows is coming
Franziskus moves his hips... the glans of his cock searching the entrance to his slave fuck hole
River moans as he holds the key tightly beneath my tongue and whimpers as the head of my master's cock presses on my butt hole
Franziskus groans loud into his boy's ear as his cock finally finds its way. He feels the resistance of his slave's sphincter, but pushes his cock merciless deeper and deeper into the asshole to teach his slave a lesson... and to feed his own lust. He thrusts his hard, throbbing cock deep into his slut's boy-cunt, groaning as the tight ass massages his manhood.
 [2011/02/13 17:03]  Franziskus Ninetails: MMMMMMmmmmmm..... yessssssssssssss......
River: moans uncontrollably as his master pushes in past the tight ring of muscle and slides his whole length into him, tearing his hole a little
Franziskus Ninetails groans "So tight, my boy-slut!
River’s tender ass is taunted with each thrust into him, his bruised cock begins to strain against the steel cage and the key beneath his tongue stops him from begging for mercy
Franziskus’s hard throbbing cock stretch his boy's ass wide, ignoring his slave's whimpers and moans he pushes deeper and deeper into the tight ass. Each movement his master makes brings the slut a mixture of pleasure and pain, tears flow unchecked down the boy's cheeks in a mixture of emotions ranging from shame to joy that his master has found him worth using. Franziskus moves his hips harder, thrusting again and again into the sore ass. He's sweating in his clothes... the sound of the leather brushing over the skin makes him even hornier... ... pumping hard into his slave... his balls slapping against the sore butt with every thrust....
River buries his face into the furs, gasping as his hole is pounded to tenderness, each jab hits his sweet spot making him jump and his cock try to swell
Franziskus groans breathless "Ahhhh... yessssss.... sooooo... tight! TAKE IT, MY SLUT!!!!", and fucks deeper and deeper... faster and faster... The leather of his master's pants tortures River’s tender skin and he moans as his master declares him his slut. Franziskus’s hands slide down the sides of his boy to his hips. He grabs the hips and pulls him up a bit to penetrate him even deeper
River cries out and almost drops the key as his ass is pounded deeper and faster than before.
Franziskus kneels behind his boy as he lifted his pelvis up. Fucking his slut hard... pumping merciless into him... slapping against his body that his slave would smash against the wall if the hard grip of his hands at the hips wouldn't keep him forcefully in place. He thrusts his hard, throbbing cock deep into his slut's boy-cunt, groaning as the tight ass massages his manhood.
River begins to moan loudly as he is fucked hard and he and moans, begging his Master to fuck his sluty boy cunt!
Franziskus Ninetails more and more breathless... more and more at the edge groans "Have... to... fuck... my slut... more... often...!” thrusting into his slave with every word
River begs over and over, “mercy," his words slurred by the key under his tongue.
Franziskus as his boy begs for mercy takes one hand off his hip and slaps his butt "No mercy! Beg for more!"
River: with the key tainting his words, river begs “please my master, fuck my slutty boy cunt harder.
“Yesssssssss...... that's my slut!” he groans between gritted teeth, so close to the edge... feeling his balls already tighten....Franziskus growls "Beg for getting your boy-cunt fucked!"
 Left with little choice River begs and moans, begging his Master to fuck his sluty boy cunt! “Fuck your slut my master”
Franziskus grows closer, ready to shoot his load into his boy's ass any moment...
“Punish his boy cunt with your hard cock,” River continues, panting breathlessly as his tight anus is ravaged by his Master.
  Franziskus’s thrusts getting even harder. He slaps the butt again with his hand and commands under groans and pants "Tighten... that ass... my slut!"  He thrusts his hard, throbbing cock deep into his slut's boy-cunt, groaning as the tight ass massages his manhood.
River reluctantly clenches his ass muscles, whimpering in pain as his ass is pounded harder than before.
Franziskus thrusts his hard, throbbing cock deep into his slut's boy-cunt, groaning as the tight ass massages his manhood.  As he feels his boy clenching the ass muscles... the hole tightening closer around his throbbing cock... gasps... and groans... and with a loud yell like a wild beast he suddenly shoots his load into his boy's sore ass.....load... after load... after load... as if saved for weeks just for this moment
Franziskus shudders in the grip of an intense orgasm and cries out, “RoooaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrr
River cries out in relief as his master finally empties himself into his abused hole. His body goes limp held up only by his master's strong arms
Franziskus Ninetails pumps his whole juice into his boy's sore ass till his balls feel empty and his cock starts to soften. He pulls his softened cock out of his boy's ass and falls on his back, breathing heavily. After he caught some breath, he pulls his slave close to him and places a soft kiss on his lips. River trembles in his master's arms and Franziskus holds his boy tight in his arms to calm him down. River rests his head on his master's chest, his arse hole burning. The slave boy, River kisses his master’s chest tenderly as he begins to calm down from my punishment. Deep in his heart he knows he deserved it.
River dries his eyes and lays his head on his master's chest once more. “I love you my master,” he whispers and he means it.  River closes his eyes, the key still under his tongue, he hopes that he doesn’t swallow it in his sleep or worse loose it by spitting it out. He snuggles into his master and tries to pretend that his ass hole doesn’t burn and his cock and arse doesn’t throb “Nite my Master,” he whispers.
“Nite my beloved lil sunshine slut,” Franziskus replies pulling his boy closer to him.

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