The penalty for smoking
I worked as a maid in the house for five months. The owner was a quiet, secured, a confirmed bachelor, we can say even good. The work was burdensome, to provide sexual services to its guests I was not forced, unlike the previous places of work, remuneration was more than worthy. In general, my life was measured and calm. But there was one but ... I smoked, could not get rid of this habit, the boss let me do it, but only when he was not home, and only on the balcony at any time of the year. Corporal punishment has been prescribed in my contract, including smoking house. But while all this time I have never violated the conditions. But on this day the owner came home half an hour earlier ...

And then I got ... I forgot to close the door to the balcony, where there is smoke, and the smell of tobacco is clearly felt in the dining room ...

The owner went as usual, I took his cloak with a portfolio of the documents. He took off his shoes, walked into the dining room ... looked at me, and thus flatly asked, or rather stated a fact: "You smoke?" Unlocks was useless ... "Yes, on the balcony ... but the door is not closed properly ..." - I murmured, looking down at the floor. "You know, that relies for breaking the rules?" - "Yes, I'm supposed to punishment" - all squeezed into a ball inside of me, and in the abdomen suddenly became hot ... "Well, what did you see ... cover with dinner and prepare everything for the punishment in his room," - He said the host and sat down in a chair with a newspaper in his hands. It sounded so quietly and casually, as if I was flogged every day ... From this it became quite uncomfortable. ... But orders are orders. I set the table as in a dream, in the eyes and then dimmed with tears, as I still do not poured, and not broken, but it would all hit ...

He sat down and ordered, "Prepare three belt - one soft, the other is narrow, the third - braided and put a hair brush, it may need me, when you're done, report back."

All items for flogging were hung in plain sight in my room, in the closet with a glass door, so that I could see them every day and remember that it can happen at any time. I got these straps, put them on the nightstand next to the bed, there is placed a wooden hairbrush (she was also in the closet, and for other purposes is not used), in the middle of the bed folded each other two pillows (with flogging I was introduced to the rules, along with the signing of contract for work). And she went to report ... My hands were shaking, but the abdomen mokrelo treacherously, though the upcoming fun ... but what a pleasure, if now you will be mercilessly flog belts?

I walked into the living room ... "Everything is ready," - almost a whisper ... I stammered, "Well," take away from the table and bring me coffee "This delay just drove me crazy, even if it ended too quickly .... but it has not yet started.

I was the dishes in the dishwasher, when the master came into the kitchen with a cup of coffee in their hands and in your home clothes, he sat down on a chair near the bar. "Come and stand in front of me," - sounded orders. I did ... Then followed a long sermon on the observance of rules and other things ... I will not give it entirely to anything, and I did not hear half brains were there - near the bedside table ...

Finally, the owner stood up and ordered me sent to him. I was not feeling down, and I was scared and curious at the same time - how will it be? The owner was walking behind me.

We went into my room, the owner looked belts, each in turn folded in half and cut a couple of air ... I have everything went cold ... but I have demonstrated in what order they will be obhazhit my ass ... Wicker was the last .. .

"Go down her panties and lie down on the pillow." To ask for mercy, arguing or resisting was useless, I realized at once, so I decided that I will perform all unquestioningly. I was wearing the usual uniform - white blouse, short black sundress, white stockings on elastics and white panties. I pulled her panties down and lay on his stomach on a pillow, tried to skirt sundress completely closed my naked ass. But there it was - the owner gently lifted her skirt and spread it on my back, ran his hand over her naked buttocks, which trembled at his touch ... "Well, well, relax, you buduet easier ...." - the only affectionate words that he spoke for all subsequent time penalty, the rest was just a short, hard orders ...

Spanking began lightly, almost affectionately, I relaxed, thinking that got off easy, but there it was ... After 50 strokes the soft leather belt, I was ordered to stand up, take off her panties, sundress and opiretsya hands on the edge of the bed. In the course went lattice hair - this is where I start to groan and squat ... Before each blow host first brush gently held by the pope, and then abruptly, bottom-up slapped me a wooden surface brush ... Popa already burning fire, in front of tears ... and he went on and on ... finally, and this is over. But that was not all ... I was ordered to take off her blouse and kneel on the edge of the bed ... It is time for the most important thing. In fact - this spanking ... I did not see what was in the hands of the owner, but my ass fully felt sharp, quick, biting blows a thin strap, folded in half ... and covered with the same fine vzbuhshimi stripes .. . How many strokes do not know, tears flowed from my eyes, I was sobbing ... when the forces have not been ... all was quiet - and the whistling of the belt, and a touch of burning ... left only a feeling of burning skin on the priest and heavy vexation bottom belly ... I think I finished during this execution ...

I was given a few minutes to rest ... but it was not the end ... I again heard the whistle of the belt in the air - braided ... floated the idea in my head clouded ...

there were no orders at this time. The owner himself has put me in the right position - under the chest put a pillow, put pressure on the lower back - raised his ass, touching her hands and spread her legs ... I froze, presenting a picture of what he sees in front of him. My wet pussy opened his eyes ... and ... he had on her hand ... I do not even vzrognula, it was racked my mind ... Stroking ended ... He s me again mercilessly hurt, quickly, at times getting on the genital lips, why I was shaking all over and screaming would have a voice, if not biting edge of the pillow ... When I thought that a little bit and I lost consciousness, there was silence ... There was only pain .. .

And then the incredible happened ... I suddenly heard otkryvvayutsya door glass cabinet, but did not see the forces that will be ... - ... but I decided to flog me no one else was going to. The owner generously smeared my little hole anal lubricant and without warning drove my ass torn his penis ... And he he was not small ... probably surprise or effect after whipping ... do not know ... but it took I even thanked him.

There was no pain at first, as usual during anal sex or embarrassment ... I just wanted to draw him into a whole, as if he carried a calm after the frenzied whipping ... We finished both of us, almost at the same time ... For a moment, the host pressed my whole body back, until his cock erupted in a stream ... I'm not crying ...

"Now go to the shower and bring myself up, now you no longer need me ..." - his voice sounded behind me, and the door to my room was closed, I was alone ...

After that, our relationship somehow subtly changed ... became warmer, that is ... In the evening we drank coffee together, the boss talked to me, told me about their own affairs, not all, of course ... I even dared him something to advise in the given situation. A month later, I got a raise, and so like a good ... By the way, I quit smoking, I was given is not easy, but I managed - as soon as there was a desire to smoke, I bring back memories of the whistle, braided belt, and the desire itself disappeared .. .

A month later I broke the cup ... specially broke ... and was punished ...

A year after the beginning of my work in the house, the owner asked me to be his wife, I agreed ...