i Knew i Had It Coming....

Q had already pulled my pants down around my ankles...and had taken me over Her lap to blister my bare bottom with Her hairbrush...She was not fooling around...to say She was angry with me is only a partial statement...i had completely ignored...and then disobeyed Her direct instructions...She was upset...and very disappointed in me...and that in itself hurts more than the punishment...almost...i was sorry for what i had done...and She let me know in no uncertain terms that i would truly be sorry by the time She was finished with me!...

You see...Friday night as i knelt on the bed...i was about to worship Q's body by using my tongue as commanded...when i humbly asked if i could be let out of chastity...Q smiled sweetly and answered simply "Maybe."....and after long, deliberately slow oral worship...i was holding the ashtray for Her as She smoked and savored Her afterglow...i asked again...respectfully...might She unlock me...She thought for a minute....and said "Noooo....not tonight....I don't feel like dealing with your pee-pee tonight!"....i know She saw my disappointment....(more like pouting!) but She just ignored me and eventually just went to sleep....The next morning...as Q was primping in the bathroom mirror...i inquired again....you see i have been locked in my CB-6000s for well over two weeks now....and i was beginning to feel the pressure...actually fear...that She was going to leave me locked up far longer than She ever had before!....so i asked...."Please baby...can i be let out of chastity now?"....Q turned with a wicked grin on Her face..."Is that anyway to beg for something you really want?....I don't think so!".....i dropped to my knees...i bent to kiss Her painted toes...."Please honey....please unlock my cage....please i'm begging you...i really need out...i need to come so badly....Please Mam....i'll do anything....please take this off me....please?".....

Q looked down on me....and with both hands on Her hips, She said..."Need?....you need?...you mean you want!...you want out!...you want to come!...you, you, you,....want, want, want! Don't tell Me what you need! I know what you need!...And I know what you want!...What you should concern yourself with is what I want...what I need!...And you best start remembering that...you are for Me to use as I see fit! And right now...I want to keep your penis locked away...and I need you to forget you even have one until I'm ready to let it come out and play! Now don't ask again...I will let you know when I'm ready...understood little-man?" i answered yes Mam...but i still wanted...and it's all i could think of throughout the day...and like an idiot...Sunday afternoon i got on my knees again and asked/begged to be released....

Q closed the book She was reading with frightening finality..."What did I fucking tell you?"...Her eyes literally blazed with anger..."Are you fucking deaf?...Or just plain stupid?"...this was not how i expected things to go...but looking back...well...too late....Q was out of Her chair and off to fetch Her hairbrush...and once She had me over Her knee...She lectured me on how inconsiderate, and selfish i was...on how She thought She had taught me better than that...on how i arrogantly ignored Her wish for me to focus on Her...all the while raining fire down on my backside....i couldn't help but kick and squirm...this time She was really tearing my bottom up!...She actually shoved me off Her lap..."Get off Me!" She said with disgust..."And stand up...I'm not fucking done with you mister...not by a long shot!"

And that was how i ended up face down on our bed...secured spread eagle by the restraints attached to the bed frame and hidden under the box springs...two pillows beneath my hips...my ass elevated and in the ultimate position...making an easy and vulnerable target for Q's wrath...you see...after She was done taking the hairbrush to me...Q took me by the ear and led me up the stairs...all the while i stumbled along due to my pants bunched around my ankles...still apologizing...hoping She would show some mercy...my ass was already on fire...surely She must see i'd had enough...nevertheless, Q had me strip and get on the bed....and once i was restrained....Q stood beside the bed...smoking and lecturing me some more...She told me how hurtful it was to have Her instructions ignored...how my focus was to be solely on Her...how She thought i already knew this to be the rule..."Don't I always take care of you?...Don't I indulge your little fantasies...Don't I always play with that little thing between your legs...and quite often I might add!"....She scolded me all the way through the time it took for Her to smoke Her cigarette...sometimes low and menacing....other times yelling and cursing...by the time Q had retrieved the leather strap from it's hiding place in the closet...i was trembling with fear...and regret...and i was so very ashamed of my behavior....i knew what was coming...and i knew that since She had tied me down...it was going to be very severe...and i knew....i knew i deserved it....i knew i had it coming....

Q lashed my exposed and vulnerable backside with frightening force....there was no gag or pillow for me to bite down on since our son was out of the house...i began to howl from the very first of those vicious blows...i was helpless and totally at Her mercy...which is the point really...i am supposed to have surrendered totally to Her mercies and Her graces....and now She was doing Her best to remind me of exactly who makes the rules...whose will reigns supreme in this house....and what happens when someone forgets those facts...blow after stinging blow came down on my buttocks and thighs....the bed shook as i involuntarily jerked within my restraints every time that terrible piece of leather connected with my already punished backside and thighs....then She walked around to the other side of the bed and started all over again!....Oh my God i was howling  and crying out louder and louder...the tears began to flow....from the pain or the shame?....Maybe both....but all i could do was lay there and and take the punishment Q administered with such deliberate intensity...by the time She was finished, and was undoing the restraints....i was a blubbering, sweaty, submissive mess....all my senses seemed focused on my battered ass....i looked at Q through my watery eyes....strands of Her hair had worked their way loose from where She had them pulled back and up....Her face and arms were moist, and glistened from Her exertions....for a moment i caught a look of loving concern on Her face as She held Her hand out to help me off the bed....when i was standing on my unsteady legs...She asked if i thought i might remember now where my priorities lie..."Oh yes Mam...i do...You are my focus...You are my reason..."...i blubbered on, sniffling and wiping tears and snot from my face as i continued on about how She was my Queen...my Goddess...on and on....Q took me firmly by my balls and led me to a corner in our bedroom...."Well then you stand right here and think about all those things you just said!....Because i expect you to live them!"....She went on, "And look down at your penis...see it in that cage?...That should represent more to you than just a denial device...That should remind you of My power...My control over you and this marriage!...How I do as I please....and how you are to do what pleases Me!...You better think long and hard on these things little-man....I am not afraid to tie you to that bed again to make Myself clear!....Are you going to need another lesson today young man?"...., "No Mam...no Mam...please...i'll be good...i'll be your good little boy...i promise."....This is where Her beating had reduced me to...a pleading, and sorry, naughty little boy who now needed forgiving....

i know Q left me there...standing in that corner for almost an hour....runny nose....swollen face...i had to pee...my ass felt like it was throbbing in time to my heartbeat...and i just wanted to tell Her i was so sorry...and not because i was punished...but because She was right...i had been so selfish....i did disregard Her wishes...looking down at my penis in it's cage...it did make me think of Her...it did remind me of Her loving Dominance over me...locking my penis away is not about me...even though it does effect me directly...it's about Her wanting to control my body...the one i surrendered to Her...it's about the pleasure She get's from Her power...the thrill She gets from enforcing Her will...Her control over me....and i do love Her controlling me...She does so much for Me....just by Me being willing to put Her first in all things...by Her willing to correct and guide me...She gives a gift far greater than my simple service to Her...Q came to me and hugged me tight...i apologized to Her...i explained that i knew i was in the wrong....i thanked Her for loving me enough...to care about us as a couple to take the time to punish and discipline me...we hugged and kissed some more...then with a sly wink, Q reached down and playfully tugged on my plastic cage...She can be so evil sometimes!