Punishments

As much as I try to please Master, I do sometimes have accidents or make mistakes. Just because I didn't mean to do something, doesn't mean it should go without a consequence .

In the last month, I've displeased Master twice. As I've said before, I'm not allowed to masturbate or orgasm without permission. I am often ordered or given permission to masturbate but denied an orgasm. A few weeks ago, I was ordered to masturbate and get close to orgasm but I was not allowed to get off. At my fourth edge, I got carried away and orgasmed. I told Master the truth. He told me I'd be punished that night.

I wasn't sure how the punishment would go. It was the first time I was being punished through skype. After I took my shirt off (which is the sign that I am ready to begin training) Master had me put my laptop between my legs and lay down. So far the training was just how it had been every night. To my surprise, he had me lubricate my vibrator and insert it. He then explained to me that I would orgasm another 9 times.

At first I didn't understand how this was a punishment. I learned how after my second orgasm. The orgasms felt good, but they weren't satisfying. I was ordered to do this because Master was displeased with me. Knowing that, my mental state was not allowing me to enjoy the sensations running through my body. After another three orgasms, my body just wouldn't let me anymore. I believe it was my mental state that wouldn't let me as well. I begged Master to let me stop, that his slut had learned her lesson. He let me but warned that next time wouldn't be so easy.

The next time I was punished was not because I had disobeyed Master in any way. For three days, I had complained that I just couldn't edge. I just couldn't get close to orgasm no matter how hard I tried. He told me he was tired of all my can'ts and told me that "can't" would not be a part of my vocabulary after this. He me to get close five times. He didn't care how long it took. An hour later, I emailed him telling him I finished his orders. He gave me another seven to do. When I was done with that, he gave me some more. And then more. That day I edged twenty- five times without getting off. I went to bed sexually frustrated that night.

Two days later, after edging a total of seventy times, I was given permission to orgasm. Master told me to orgasm as many times as I could and get it all out. Before the first one, though, I was told to tell him when I was close so he could count down my orgasm. When he got to three, he told me to stop and take out my vibrator. He asked me if I knew why I was told to stop. I had no idea. He told me it was because I still had my shirt and bra on. Annoyed, I practically ripped them off. Master laughed and told me to continue. I told him when I was close and he counted down from ten. I held it until one and had a forty- five second orgasm. A record for me. I had a few shorter ones after that. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.