My Submissive Story Pt. 04

Once I had opened up the excel sheet I gave it a quick scroll through. It was a pretty hefty document and it almost felt realistic to have it done within the timeframe my Mistress had given me. I sighed and started filling it in, in the hopes it wouldn't take me to long.

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I glanced over at the clock in the corner on my screen it was 2am already! I was around halfway down the limits list. I had completed my measurements, about me, what I want in a Domme and the definitions sub, slave, Domme. I yawned and stretched my arms above my head. I think it's a good place to end and pick up more tomorrow.

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I woke up around 11am feeling fresh and ready for the day. I hopped out of bed and made myself some coffee and eggs for brunch. I started up my computer and reopened the excel sheet. I sat in my chair naked (as requested) and decided to check my emails briefly before restarting the task.

An email for Mistress Deb was waiting in my email sent 5 minutes ago.

MD: Good morning subbie. I hope you've remembered my rules and are following them. Don't forget 20 edges today and tomorrow. Do NOT cum. Remember to always be naked. After you have completed your 20 edges today I want you to send me a picture of your used, needy pussy.

Speak soon slut

MD

My clit betrayed me and pulsed with excitement. I hadn't forgotten about the edges they had just briefly slipped my mind. I decided I would do my edges after I had done some of the list as I wasn't sure what stat I would be in after it. I quickly replied:

Me: Good morning Mistress! I'm sitting here naked as I type this email to you. I plan on doing my edges in the evening if that's okay? I don't want them to distract me from completing the list for you before tomorrow.

Immediately my email pinged again.

MD: Very well slut, you may decide how you fit them around your day, but just make sure they are done. I'll be expecting a picture before the day has ended. Do not disappoint me subbie.

Me: Yes Mistress Deb!!

There was no response to this. I closed down my emails as not to get distracted and reopened the excel window on my computer.

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It was 6pm when I finally decided I was done. I had finished the task in I believe record time. I rechecked everything again and made sure my answers were sufficient.

I rose from the chair and placed a pizza in the oven for myself.

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I was laid on the bed eyes closed fingers, vibrator pressed to my clit about to edge myself for the 18th time in the last 2 hours. It was torture. My clit was so sensitive even though an orgasm had not been achieved. I was sweating and shaking with need. All I could think about was how much I wanted.. NO, I needed to cum. Mistress Deb's email came into my mind "do NOT cum". The familiar feeling washed over my of tingles and pleasure and just as I was at the edge of the cliff ready to jump into ecstasy I was ripped back.

I was panting and gripping the vibrator for dear life. I decided to switch it off for a minute to let my body calm down again. That was, by far, the worst one. I had one more to go. How would she know? I could just do it 19 times?

All these delusional thoughts came across my mind as I calmed myself. YOU WANT THIS. I screamed inside my head. I put the vibrator back onto my clit on the highest setting and pressed it firmly with both hands. Within seconds I was about to cum, I rode the edge for as long as I could to enjoy some sort of happiness until it was ripped away for the final time tonight.

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Me: Please find attached, one very needy pussy

MD: Very good slut. Aren't you forgetting something?

Me: No Mistress?

MD: oh my sweet, pathetic, little slut. If you can't figure out what you're forgetting in the next 5 minutes then I'm going to have to punish you. Accept my call in 5 minutes slut and you better have an answer for me.

I scrambled around in my thoughts. I reread the emails we had shared. Nothing was coming to mind. I didn't have a clue what I had forgotten. I began to panic. Was it something important? It must be if she's going to punish me. The familiar video call sound brought me out of my thoughts immediately.

I clicked accept and kneeled down on the floor in the usual position.

MD: Well slut I'm waiting...

Me:.....

MD: tsk. Go get your vibrator slut.

I returned promptly and plugged it in trying to hide the happiness as I was hoping she'd let me cum.

MD: I can see I have my work cut for me training you slut. You have forgotten to thank me for your task and for your edges.

Me: Mistress I'm sorry I didn't realise.... I

MD: Stop talking. I want you to take your left hand and pull your clit hood back and then with your right hand use your juices to wet your clit sufficiently.

I looked up at her with tears in my eyes. I had such a sensitive clit. Even doing such a delicate task would drive me crazy and hurt so much. I hesitated.

MD: Did you not understand me slut?

Me: No Mistress, I mumbled.

MD: Believe me if you do not do as I ask within the next 5 seconds you will wish you had. 5...4...3...

My left hand moved of its own accord and my right followed. I took a deep breath and followed her instructions trying not to squirm and moan.

MD: Good, now keep your left hand where it is, I want you to place the vibrator on your clit on the highest setting and keep it there. If you need to cum, beg me slut. If you beg me just right I may allow it. Also slut look at me, I want to see your eyes.

Me: Yes Mistress, I blinked and looked up as I grabbed the vibrator. I flicked it on and clicked it to the highest setting. I didn't hesitate this time I placed it right on my red, swollen clit. I immediately felt like I was going to explode. I bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood in my mouth. I moaned and squirmed on my knees trying to escape this sweet, evil torment.

Me: Oh god, oh god. Please Mistress....

I panted and moaned. I don't even know what I was begging for. To stop? To cum? Both? My mind was vibrating. My whole world was my clit right now I couldn't escape the feelings.

MD: Please what slut?

Me: Please may I cum Mistress?

MD: No

I felt like you had punched me in the gut. All the air left me, I was on the edge. If I didn't take the vibrator off my poor clit any minute now the damn was going to explode.

Me: MISTRESSSSSS... PLEASE.

MD: I said no. No you may not cum. You can beg me to remove the vibrator slut

Me: PLEASE CAN I REMOVE THE VIBRATOR MISTRESSSSS..... PLE...... ASEEE

MD: Yes you may

I turned it off and removed it immediately. I fell forward in a slump and was on my hands and knees panting like a dog on heat. I had tears running down my face and my whole body was starting to relax again. I didn't realise how tense I had been until I removed the vibrator from my clit.

MD: Something to say...

I slowly looked up at her and said through gritted teeth.

Me: Thanks

MD: I don't give second chances slut, you will learn to thank me in the correct manner. Get back into position. Pull your hood back again and start rubbing that clit with your index finger on your right hand. This time no juices.

I looked at her in shock.

Me: That's not fair, I whined.

MD: Your right slut it's not. How about we take some needles and put them through your red, angry, swollen clit instead? Do you think that would be an appropriate punishment? Or how about we wash that rude mouth out with soap instead? Shall I continue?

Me: No Mistress, I'm sorry. I looked at the floor in defeat.

Thank you for my punishments Mistress. Thank you for teaching me to be a good girl

MD: Better pet. Now do this punishment and thank me again while you look at me...

I rubbed my poor, tender clit and looked straight at you through the screen.

Me: T.... tha... nk y... oooooooou Mist...... ress!!

I managed to get it out between breaths. She made me rub my clit for 5 solid minutes. It was the longest 5 minutes of my life for sure. My pussy felt like it was burning, I wasn't sure if I needed to wee or cum. My body has trembling from the stimulation I was forced to give myself. This was another kind of torture.

Once the 5 minutes passed and she told me to stop I immediately thanked her. I was so thankful in that moment I would have done anything for her.

MD: You did well my pet. Don't make me have to repeat this lesson because trust me you will not enjoy it. I must leave now slut. Be ready for me 7pm tomorrow, goodnight.

Before I could speak she was gone again and I was left with a deep need to cum. I sighed and rose to my feet and slumped into the chair. I took a minute to calm myself and come back down to earth.

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After a cold shower and some supper I felt relatively back to normal. The need to cum had settled slightly, but it wouldn't leave me.

I checked my email again before I headed to bed.

MD: You did well tonight pet. Remember punishments are to teach you lessons. If the lesson has to be repeated the punishment will be worse.

I would like for you to send me a video of your last edge and then another picture of that pathetic little pussy. I also expect the list to be in my emails by 5pm sharp no later. I want to take a look at it before our video call.

Me: Thank you Mistress. Yes I learnt to thank you for things and be respectful. I always learnt my pleasure is yours to give or take.

Yes I will have the list over to you earlier if you like. I just need to recheck over it once more to ensure it's correct.

MD: Correct my clever little pet. That was a hidden lesson. You have pleased me this evening, may it continue. Now get some rest, you're going to need it ;-)

Me: Yes Mistress, goodnight x

I signed off my email and closed down my computer. What did she mean in going to need it? That made my clit tingle and reminded me how much I needed to cum again. This is torture, sweet, delicious, sadist torture. I can't complain because I'm loving it.