A few weeks before the mistake, he had given me his cock dimensions and asked me to purchase a dildo which is as close to his in looks, size and width. Which I attempted to do, the one I got was a little larger… unfortunately. I got an additional one, which was closer, but still a bit larger. Either way, both of these tools have formed various parts of play and punishment.
As punishment I was instructed to find a candle and dip my nipples in the wax. Which I did.
Then he told me to pour some on my clit. Which I did. Then I was instructed to use one of the dildos in my arse within 15 mins. Unfortunately, I was not in a position to sneak away and use a dildo. I explained that and he suggested it wasn’t his problem. He then offered an alternative, I was instructed to either use the dildo, or get a peg and put on each of my flaps. This I could do quickly and would suit my situation. I thanked him for the alternative.
He told me I was a good girl… and a good pet. And that I had made him hard.
Another time, I had a punishment for no reason, though the punishment was worse, he asked me if I was home alone, I said I was for the next 10 mins or so. I had to leave the pegs on my flaps for 11 minutes and 25 seconds. It was painful. I used a vibrator on my clit to try and distract from the pain. He asked me questions… I could hardly answer. Right before the 11 mins was up, he called me to hear me squirm. He said I could take them off now. It hurt more to take them off and it stung for about 10 mins later. (I considered then buying some cheaper pegs… these were metal and very good at their job!)
He then asked me about some work stuff and I could hardly focus, it thrilled him, he laughed, enjoyed every minute. When I sat down, It hurt again and I yelled out. He asked me about more things and I had to get my head back into the game and eventually the pain subsided and we were able to get a few more things done.
He thanked me, told me he was hard and that I was a good girl.
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