Price of Betrayal 4: Tanya Learns Her Limits - Sex Stories

Price of Betrayal 4: Tanya Learns Her Limits

When I got home at five till six, my hands were shaking, I was so excited, and I actually dropped my keys on the floor as I was putting them on the table by the door. The house was deathly quiet, and I just as quietly went to my room and changed into my leathers. Then I prepared her room for the aftercare I knew she would need. Barefoot, I made my way to the dungeon. Tanya was right where she should have been, and the first thing I noticed was that she was already trembling. I frowned slightly as I pulled four implements from the wall: a split-end quirt, the thin birch cane I had used on her the first session, a crop, and a short whip. I grabbed some other needed supplies from the chest, and I put them all on a table by the wall. Then I dragged a waist-high bench next to it, setting it perpendicular to the wall before attaching it securely with several clasps. Then I walked over to Tanya and stood in front of her. Her trembling intensified, and I grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. She whimpered and bit her lip, and a single tear trickled down her face. Fuck, she was really scared. As I said before, my goal was to hurt my partner, not necessarily scare them. If they really fucked up and deserved severe punishment, sure, they should be terrified, but that wasn't the case here. I moved behind her and wrapped one arm around her and pulled her to me. "Remember," I said softly, "you must safe word during the beating if you need to. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." Her ...

... voice shook. "Good. First, though, you owe me punishments. I have decided to combine them." I pointed at the bench. "Go and kneel, facing the wall." She immediately did as she was told, her head down. With the punishment I had in mind, at first, she would feel pleasure--until it turned into pain. The bench was almost two feet wide, and I secured her ankles and knees to the edges. Two more straps went over her thighs just below her ass so she couldn't raise her hips. Then I pushed her chest down and ran two straps across her back, one just under her arms and the other over her waist. Finally, I stretched her arms over her head and shackled them to the wall. She could squirm a little, but actual movement was impossible. I stepped back, slapped her ass hard, and said, "I'll be right back." Let her wonder what I was going to do. I left the dungeon and grabbed two bottles of electrolyte water out of the kitchen fridge. What was about to happen would be exhausting. For both of us. When I reentered the dungeon, I immediately saw that Tanya was aroused. Her exposed cunt glistened, and that boded well. I stepped up behind her and ran my finger down her spine, causing her to shudder. I set the water on the table and picked up an electric wand and an eight-inch dildo. I turned on the wand and trailed it down the same path my hand had just taken. "Today you came when I warned you not to," I said as the wand made it to Tanya's ass, and she shivered. "Therefore, your punishment is two-fold. ...