Heal My Heart

N i n e t y - T h r e e : C h a r l i e

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"You haven't been a very good boy lately, have you?"

He had my hair firmly but I kept my eyes trained on the floor. "No Master."

"And you were using my furniture without permission."

I gasped inwardly. He had told me to wait...not sit on the bed. I yelled at myself inwardly for my mistakes. "I am sorry Master."

"You must be punished." He hummed.

"Yes Master."

"I had some many fun ideas for you--well, fun for me," he mused. "And picking only was exceptionally difficult. Then I remembered that you broke three important rules, didn't you?"

"Yes Master."

"Tell me what rules you broke."

"I rode the horse on the grass, lied to Bailey and Leah, and took Bailey on a ride without permission."

"Very good. Your riding privileges are, of course, revoked for a week. And tonight, you're all mine to punish as I please."

I couldn't help but shudder. It was nerve racking and erotic all at once. I had missed this. His husky voice and utterly dominating attitude. "I need you to hydrate and clean yourself thoroughly."

"Yes Master."

"Go on," he granted.

I cleaned up first, taking a brief shower and rinsing myself. Then I drank the bottle as Scott gathered his supplies from the closet, purposely blocking them from sight. "Get me the tube of toothpaste from the bathroom please. The normal one, not the whitening."

Was he going to make me eat toothpaste? It was unusual but I deserved it. "Yes Master."

I brought the tube labeled Spearmint to him and he ordered me to bend over the bed. I felt his thumb sinking into me as he worked lube in and around my hole. Then an object was shoved inside me. It hurt a bit as I adjusted to the invasion.

Abruptly it came to life.

It jarred my prostate and I felt my cock hardening instantly. I couldn't suppress my groan of pleasure and Scott delivered a harsh smack to my ass. "This is a vibrator," he explained briefly. "It will remain on and you will not be permitted to cum."

"W-what?" I stammered. I already felt impossibly close... "Master please..."

"Hush." He slapped me again, pressing the vibrator further in.

My muscles quivered as I fought back my impending orgasm. "That's for riding the horse on the grass. I had to listen to the gardener bitch all afternoon about it." Scott explained lazily. He wasn't in a rush to get through this--he was making this event drag out as long as possible. I didn't mind. "Stand up, away from the bed. Spread your legs and put your hands on your head, elbows out."

I did so, relief to be standing. The stimulation was much less torturing this way. He slipped what I recognized as a cock ring on and I fought a moan. He locked eye contact as he flicked the cap of the toothpaste open. I opened my mouth expectantly and he laughed.

"You're going to wish it was in your mouth," he commented.

He knelt in front of me and took my length in his mouth. I fought the urge to buck against him and groaned through my teeth. He pulled back, staring at me as he licked the head of my cock. The dried his saliva from it and squeezed a bead of toothpaste on his index finger. He presented it coyly before rubbing it around my cock head.

It felt a bit cool at first, then the tingling sting revved up and I understood. I bit back a groan at the pain/pleasure mix affecting me from all sides. "Punishment two for lying." He explained briefly. He swiped the remaining toothpaste along my taint and I nearly squealed at the sting. "This is my personal favorite."

I was almost scared to see what he could possible add.

He held up a little booklet. "This is the warranty for the dishwasher. I was too lazy to read it myself so I guess you can."

Reading wasn't hard for me anymore. But it took concentration, especially working through my dyslexia. However it was a punishment--it wasn't supposed to be easy. "Are canes a hard limit?"

I shook my head. I hadn't colored out due to pain with Connor. I knew I could handle it. "I can take it Master."

He gave me a warm, genuine smile. "You're doing so good baby. I'm so proud of you."

His praise made me glow and he quickly got back into character. "You will read from page 10 to page 20, aloud, while I cane you. Every time you stop reading, you will get three more that you will count, and then start the paragraph over again. After three consecutive stops on one paragraph, you will start the page over. Understand?"

"Yes Master." It was going to be a challenge but I was determined to prove myself.

"What's your color?"

"Green Master."

"Excellent. Are you ready?"

The sooner we began the sooner I could wipe the toothpaste off. I was hasty to get started. "Yes please Master."

He passed me the booklet and I got into position, flipping the book open. The pages were very small and the print was readable--Scott obviously made sure I could read the material first. They made me feel good--Scott wanted me to succeed.

I made it halfway through when I strike with the cane hit the vibrator hard enough to mash against my prostate with unforgiving pleasure and I spilled my cum uncontrollably on the comforter as I squealed my release.

I gasped in horror at my mistake.

"Now you've done it." Scolded Scott.

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