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My bottom is finally showing skin color in places, but it is still mostly red, yellow and blue. I received a severe paddling for trying to avoid being edged and also not confessing about it. Breaking orgasm control and lying are the top-of-the-contract number-one rules in the contract with my owner. This punishment was for both.It reads as somewhat brutal, but I assure you it wasn’t! It was about the same intensity as a hard funishment; the difference is I was denied sexual stimulation during the ordeal. If I had been touched between swats, I would have purred like a kitten, but that would have defeated the purpose. It was also delivered ‘cold,’ meaning no warm-up hand spanking. A cold paddling hurts much worse.While somewhat severe, and caused my tears to flow, it was 100% consensual. I detest anything like this happening to anyone, unless they enjoy it. I did enjoy the feelings afterwards, and still do. It’s delicious to me. I would do it again. I could have stopped it anytime, or avoided it completely, with a single word.Miss owns my orgasms, and cumming without permission or not edging when ordered, is the biggest no-no there is. I suspect most Dommes would put respect and obedience above that, but my smart-ass little mouth is part of our dynamic and is always getting me in trouble. She can always use my attitude to punish me. I do respect her, I just always seem to push her buttons, and see what I can get away with. She finds me adorable.She is lenient ninety-five percent of the time but expects 100% compliance when she asserts herself.A final note: I had no intention of writing about this. It’s embarrassing and makes me look both bad and a little weak, but Miss declared that since I like putting my life here, this should go up too. Bitch!Why it happened.The day before my birthday celebration, Miss had sent my friend Vicki gerçek porno to edge me all day. I had been orgasm denied and edged off-and-on the previous two days, as part of an elaborate plan to make me forget my birthday, and it worked perfectly.The main part of the edge was controlling my Lush 2. It’s a pink egg with a tail and nestles itself against my G-Spot. It’s impossible to resist and was controlled via Bluetooth on her phone that day.I’m not allowed control of it, ever. My G-Spot is also owned by my mistress. I’m generally allowed my own orgasms, but my G-Spot is totally off-limits. It’s not fair!In addition to controlling the Lush, she was kissing me, talking dirty to me, and playing with me every time I turned around. Vicki knows me well, and is a mistress of the edge.What got me in trouble was hiding Vicki’s phone. I just needed a break. Don’t you understand? I was desperate! I wasn’t going to cum, no matter what, but damn! Hours and hours of edging with only minutes between each. I wasn’t even trying to break the rules. She could still play with my naked body. I simply didn’t think it through. I couldn’t count the tissues I used, wiping my thighs.I sincerely thought Vicki had told on me, and Miss let it slide because it was my birthday. She hadn’t; she had covered for me. She even pretended to tell on me, acting like she was on the phone with Miss. It’s really all her fault!I had also committed an evil act and dirty trick on Vicki that same day. I won’t divulge that here. I am ashamed of what I did, but that’s between Vicki and myself. It’s also why I was sure she had told on me. I’m also ashamed to admit I probably would have told on her if our roles were reversed.So, a few days after the fact, I was feeling both guilty and horny, so I asked to be punished for it. I was expecting gay porno a funishment spanking. Miss asked what the hell I was talking about. I glossed over it, but she demanded I tell her everything; so I did.She was quite upset with me, so she called Vicki and told her to “Get the fuck over here NOW,” and hung up.When Vicki arrived, Miss demanded that she also tell her everything. Luckily, our stories matched completely. We both left my shameful act out.Miss was more upset with her than me; she said she expected that kinda shit from me, but not from her. Not telling is the same as lying, so says Miss, and I must agree. When I break rules, I’m expected to confess, and I almost always do.I’m a brat with a smart mouth and defiant attitude that constantly breaks minor rules on purpose; Vicki is none of those. She has been a lifestyle sub for almost twenty-five years. She is obedient, well-trained and respectful to a fault.Vicki, unlike me, does not get off on pain. She both expects and accepts pain as punishment for her transgressions, but doesn’t enjoy it in the least.Miss ordered Vicki to strip, told us to go to the bedroom, and lay on the bed, side by side. She walked in, holding the bath brush that I so dread. It hurts! It’s never used for fun. We don’t mix implements; a funishment tool is never used for real punishment, and vice versa.The brush is solid hardwood, very long and heavy, with a round brush head, about four inches in diameter.She asked if either of us wanted to use our safeword. We both declined.She told us this punishment was mostly for lying, since I was under ‘fake’ punishment in the first place, and if I had come clean immediately, or Vicki had told on me, we wouldn’t even be here. This was the most upset I had ever seen her.She swatted us once, very hard, on each cheek; four swats evli porno total. I leaked a tear or two. Vicki started crying softly.She hugged us both, told us she loved us and let Vicki cry on her shoulder, then she brought us milk and cookies.Then she pulled one of her diabolical plans. She gave us conflicting orders. She ordered Vicki to make me cum, and told me I wasn’t allowed to cum. “Fucking bitch,” I said to myself.Only one of us was to be punished; the one who disobeyed! Miss left and told us to get to it; she would return in one hour.Vicki shouldn’t even have been here. She isn’t the property of Miss, but she did assume responsibility for me, when I became her charge that day, so I get it. I don’t like it, but I understood.Vicki kept apologizing, acting like it was her fault. She was going to refuse the order! I finally got her to agree. She can almost make me cum with a single lick, but all she would do was half-heartedly finger me.I couldn’t bear the thought of Vicki being punished at all, even if we were equally guilty, and all she had done was try to protect me.I begged her to go down, but she wouldn’t. I started fantasizing about her tongue, and touching myself, then when I started getting close, I grabbed her hair and forced her face against my pussy and started grinding. It wasn’t great, but I managed to cum. She acted mad, but I also saw gratitude in her eyes. Then she whispered, “Thank you,” in my ear, as she hugged me.When Miss returned, I was made to lie across two stacked pillows, my bottom elevated.I had to repeat the rules to her. I could make all the noise I wanted, I did not have to count and I could end it anytime by saying ‘Pineapple,’ which is my safeword.However, my hands were not allowed behind my back, I mustn’t curse and I wasn’t allowed to clench my butt cheeks. I’m normally restrained in a manner that prevents both of those actions. This time the burden was on me. I asked to be restrained, but she refused.The paddling.I was told to breathe deeply three times, then slowly exhale. I did as instructed. The brush landed full force as my breath left my body.
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