For a few seconds I hear nothing but just feel the cold air down there and then I hear a buzz.

No not a vibrator buzz.

Electric buzz.

My brain goes haywire thinking of all the possibilities in the split second after which I feel the dominant presence beside me.

I hear the cracking buzz sound again and then before I can say something I feel the pricky tingle along with the shock which makes my hair stand up when he touches me with something on the inside of my thighs.

I gasp not able to form words. It didn't feel like being electrocuted because I'm very much alive and neither it felt like the ouch-y thing rather it was pleasurable.

It wasn't anything different from being accidentally getting shocked but it also made me aroused because of the way how every wave of shock went and concentrated there.

"What was that?" I say when I finally recover from the shock I received. Literally.

"Neon wand."

Zap. This time he touches my nipple which is still uncovered even in the position I'm in.

"Is it making you wet?" he asks already knowing the answer.

"Y-Yes," I answer breathlessly.

"Good because I want you on the edge when I punish you and make you realize your mistakes."

Zap. This time he is back to the insides of my thighs and I gasp again and then think about what he said.

When I punish you.

That means this isn't the punishment.

I call already tell he isn't letting me cum by the way he implied he wants me on the edge. Knowing this is already a torture because he zaps me once more and I will come.

Zap. Well shit.

"I'm close. " I say breathlessly already sexually frustrated and then hear the cracking buzz sound stop all of the sudden.

"Let's begin with your punishment then. " I can hear the satisfaction in his voice when he says this.

His hands come on the back my thighs then move towards my knees where my wrists are handcuffed, covered by my dangling legs. He tugs the handcuffs once when I raise my legs thinking that he will uncuff them but he just checks that they are still intact and then leaves me.

Leaves me completely.

I hear his footsteps going away from me and for a second I panic thinking he is going to leave me here like this as a punishment.

I will probably break my backbone but then I hear the rattling of the chains.

Chains he had brought with him when he entered ane left it where I sat.

He hears the constant rattle of the chain as he approaches me again and then stop on the foot of the bed where I'm.

He holds both my feet together which I had been constantly kicking out of surprise when he zapped me and put the chains around them.

Going around the bed with one end of the chain still in his hand he joins it to the headboard of the bed, I guess because my legs straighten (more like become forty-five degrees with the bed) when he pulls the chain.

I try to wriggle into a comfortable position but that is of no use. Bounded like this there is no comfortable position.

I wait for his next move but barely get time when I feel the whip on my ass. I first feel the smack then the heat and the next second the pain registers and I scream. Being smacked and being smacked when you are on edge are completely different things.

I try to kick my legs or touch my burning skin but then I finally understand the use of the handcuff and the chain.

"You made five confessions so I'll flog you five times since this is your first confession day. Next time think before you hide something from me because each confession will cost you two smacks. " Saying this his hand comes and mold my burning skin soothing the pain.

"Now with each smack, you will count and say you will never hide things from me. Understood?"

I nod and then remember his warning about using words. "Yer, Sir. "

"Good. "

I breathe twice and then I feel the whip almost at the same place as before and I scream and gasp before saying. "One. I won't hide things from you, Sir."

The burn is still there when he whips me again and makes me see the stars behind my close eyelids. "Two. I won't hide things from you, Sir. "

My skin is tight because I have been trying to control my orgasm from earlier but now I try to loosen them so that the smacks hurt less.

I feel the burning sensation again along with the urge to let free my orgasm. "Three. I won't hide things from you, Sir. "

This time he must have heard the desperation in my voice because he stops for a second and then soothes my burning skin.

"Red is definitely your color," he says lightly touching my skin sending sparks and pain throughout my body.

But then his hands leave my skin before I would have liked.

"You remember why we are doing this? "

"Because I hid things from you," I say.

"And? "

"Good submissives don't hide things from their dominants. "

"Good. You are learning. Now continue. " he says before whipping my ass twice harder than before which made a few drops tear escape my eyes and wet the blindfold.

"Four. I won't hide things from you, Sir. "

I lump has formed in my throat because of the pain that my body is experiencing and I just can't wait for this to get over with.

This time when he whips me for the last time I feel the burn of the whip before I hear it. A few sobs escape my lips as I silent others trying to break free by telling myself that it's over.

"Fiv-ve. I won't hide t-things from you, Sir. "

I hear his sigh and then the blindfold is ripped off me. The dim lights attack my eyes and close them as a reflex.

When I finally open them I look at Eleandro from under my wet eyelashes looking at me not with a dominant look but with a concerned expression.

"Did I cross a boundary?" I'm shocked to hear this from him, the same person who just whipped me mercilessly.

I'm yet to know him.

"That was certainly overwhelming," I reply hoarsely because of the lump.

"Then why didn't you use the safeword? "

"Because as overwhelming as it was. It also turned me on. "

An angelic smile appears on his face and I can't help but mirror that.

"Well you certainly deserve a reward because of a good girl you have been," he says simultaneously unbuttoning his chinos and getting up on the bed. He digs in the back pocket and takes out a condom before he ditches the chinos and his briefs.

My breathing hitches as I look at him naked, hovering over me. He puts on the condom before positioning himself before my very exposed entry and in a split second enters me completely.

By back arches at the sudden fullness and he groans.

"Damn! You are soaking wet. " he hisses still inside me.

"Did you doubt me when I told you that a number of times? Maybe it's not me who had trust issues but you. " I reply breathlessly.

Flowers bloom in me when I hear him chuckle.

Oh lord, can this punishment be any better?

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