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is it still me that makes you sweat

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"you're late."

was all i heard when i walked down stairs into our basement.
i had just gotten home from work, as quick as i could after he had sent me a text saying;
"tonights gonna be special. you have 35 minutes to be home, in the basement and undressed. see you soon. xofrankie."

my heart dropped, we havent had a night like this in a hot minute.
i thought i would have enough time, and basically i did; but then again i had ran into the basement fully clothed.

"i had gotten here as quick as i could there was traffic and i—"

"stop." he said. "strip. now."

i took off my shoes first, then of course my camo green jacket, my misfits shirt, then my belt and black skinnies. i sat there in my boxers, remembering not to look at him once i was undressed.

i felt him walk over to me, he had a leather whip in his hand.
"its been a while since i punished you, darling." he said darkly.
"how long has it been?" he questioned slowly running the whip over my bare thigh.

"i-i think um— maybe t-two months?"
when he got like this all i could do was stutter, i got so submissive around him; not in a fearful way, but in a way that i would let him do what ever he wanted to me.

"c'mon honey...into the chair," he said in almost a teasing way.
he led me to a dark wooden chair, i shrugged my boxers down and my hard on slipped free. i had sat down on the red cushion that was attatched to the old-fashioned kitchen chair, my bare ass felt the cold fabric sending shivers up my spine as frank began to tie my hands behind the back rest of the chair.

"how many do you think you should get?" he asked, fastening the last of the knots.

"but i didnt break any rules frankie,"
i said, which was a huge mistake, seeing as he grabbed my jaw and looked me straight in the eye.

"what did you call me?"

his tone was gruesome, but i cant lie, it had a very seductive undertone.

"i—im sorry m-master it wont happen again..." i felt my face heat up when he just looked into my eyes and didnt say anything, it felt like his eyes were boring into my soul as if he was looking for something.

"good. now since this little pet wanted to use improper names in the dungeon, he gets 10 whips." he smiled at me. it was a huge, happy, shit-eating grin. he almost look like a cheshire cat, although the rest of his body didnt disappear.

i couldnt help but whimper, i braced myself for the first two. right as i took a deep breath he suddenly said; "i'll only give you five on each. i'll start you off easy but later im gonna fucking destroy you." it almost came out in a low growl.

i relaxed a bit. he lifted the leather whip with all his might, then brought it down harshly onto my right thigh. he repeated the same action onto my left thigh, then doing it another four times on each leaving red welts on my chubby legs. i yelped with each smack, some of them turning into moans.
he finally let me calm down a bit when he stopped, giving me a minute to breathe before he walked over to me and lifted my chin up to look at him.

"you know what the safeword is, right darling?" he said sweetly yet dominant.

"yes sir."

"what is it."

"redlight."

"good boy." he let go of my chin and walked over to where we kept our other toys, they were in a metal closet, a wooden crate was next to it, filled with little roleplay costumes frank loved to see me prance around in.