I am yours

Chapter 15

A week later

Tonight I was getting a punishment because I didn't tell Davina I was unemployed.

I had driven over to Davina's place. I took a deep breath before knocking on her door.

She opened up the door and kissed my lips before she moved away so that I could come in.

"Now are you going to go into the playroom or do I have to punish you out in the living room again?"

I chuckled.

"I'll go into the playroom this time, I promise."

"Good."

I walked into the playroom and waited for further orders from her.

"Strip pet."

"You are not going to get dressed up?" I asked as I started pulling my t-shirt over my head.

She was wearing Fuzzy PJ pants and an oversized t-shirt.

"I'm not feeling very well tonight Pet, which is why you won't be getting too many lashes like I wanted to give you."

I stayed the night last night and this morning she had gotten sick which made me scared that she may be pregnant so I asked a question that would earn me more whippings.

"I'm going to get in trouble for asking this but....are you pregnant?" I asked as I took off my pants.

"Oh My God No! What in God's name makes you think that?"

"You got sick this morning and aren't feeling well now."

"I didn't want to say this because this subject turns a guy off but if you must know I'm on my period! I sometimes get sick when I am. So no sex for you for the next few days!"

"I bet you are going to extend 'no sex' to a few more days just because I asked that question!"

"You damn right!"

"You know sometimes pregnant women have a period when they are pregnant."

Yes I know I was testing her patience, but I had to be sure she wasn't pregnant.

"You know what? Once I'm not bleeding out of my lady part I'll take a pregnancy test and shove the stick I peed on in your face!"

"Well, that escalated quickly," I said chuckling.

She was looking at me sternly with her hands on her hips.

"That's not necessary, you can just tell me if the test is negative. Or show me the test without shoving it in my face!"

"On your knees Pet."

I got down on my knees.

She walked to her dresser and pulled out a whip and a riding crop.

"You'll be getting eight lashes."

"Already decided?"

"Yes Pet. You are getting extra whips if I don't feel you are sincere. So I want you to say sorry for not telling me sooner about your unemployment."

"I'm so sorry for not telling you Mistress."

She hit my shoulders with the riding crop.

I winced but didn't cry out.

"I'm so sorry for not telling you Mistress I was scared that you would think less of me."

I didn't get whipped this time.