PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

23. 5 Minute Whimpers

AVNEET'S POV

"Crawl to the playroom. Strip, get into position, and wait for me." He orders.

"Yes, master," I reply. The sound of a slap echoes in the otherwise silent room, and I feel the sting on my left cheek.

"Did I allow you to speak?" He asks.

I shake my head, and another slap hits, this time on my right cheek.

"You have to reply when I ask you a question. Someone is sloppy with rules today," he notes.

I try to bow my head, but his grip on my hair tightens, preventing it.

"Such a worthless whore. Can't even follow simple rules." He releases me and I quickly shuffle away crawling on my hands and knees.

My heart beats loudly in my chest. What is he gonna make me do? Whatever it is, I hope it calms him down. I want nothing more than to feel his touch on my skin.

It's been so long since we had any physical contact. I haven't orgasmed since that dreadful night either. The ever growing hollow pit in my stomach tightens. Both from the need to take my hand between my thighs to relieve myself and from fear.

I did not stop when he used his safe word. It's the most heinous crime anyone can commit in a BDSM relationship. According to our contract, he's entitled to do anything to me. This includes electro-torture.

Only once in my life have I ever had to undergo the harsh currents. When a play went wrong and I hurt him. He did not handle me with cruelty then, but I have a sinking feeling that things won't be so simple tonight.

I undress myself and fold the clothes neatly in a pile. Then I kneel with my hands clasped behind my back and head bowed, I wait for him.

SIDDHARTH'S POV

I watch Avneet follow my instructions through the camera. I can hear the wheels in her brain turning till our bedroom. The fear and anticipation are clear on her face. Along with one more emotion, I've grown to recognise easily- need.

She wants me to touch her or in the least, she wants to touch herself. I tuck the information aside.

When she tried sounding on me, it didn't hurt, not in the wrong way. It was a feeling like no other. But there's a time and occasion for everything, even pleasure. And her disorientation had scared me that day.

Thankfully, I didn't suffer any serious injuries, but I could have. Plus I can't take her ignoring me saying my safe word lightly. She was in control and she should have known better.

Trusting someone with your body is a huge deal. It's not that I don't trust her anymore, because I know that she'll never repeat it. Yet, her faults deserved to be punished.

If I had taken her up for punishment on the same day or the next, then my temper-driven self would have pushed her over the edge. I needed time to cool off, hence the silent treatment. I relished every second of her misery. All her messages and pleadings, I heard them all but chose to ignore them.

I bid my time taking a shower and putting on a tight shirt that will flaunt my muscles and a pair of shorts. Because, you know, my body drives my wife crazy and after going for so long without touching me or being touched, she is spiralling down.