Kara is Tied to a Table

I deserve this. I deserve all of this.

The polished wood of the captain’s table felt chilly against her bare skin. It counterpointed the rough feel of the ropes as Richard drew them tight about her arms and legs.

She needed to be punished, to feel pain, to drive in how much of a little slut had been. Isabal had so nearly had her! If Richard’s life had rested on her choices and she had been even a little bit weaker…

He would have died.

A fiery spear jabbed through her chest. The rough bite of the rope made her heart race and filled her with heat. She turned her head to the side; the cold air playing against the tautness of her hardened nipples.

Why am I getting so turned on by this? Even when I’m being punished for being such a disgusting slut, I can’t help but like it.

I hate myself.

There were tears in her eyes. Her heart hammered. Her pussy felt wet and warm. Anticipation ached through her, but also trepidation. Dread.

I’m a little slut who deserves her punishment. I shouldn’t be allowed to have fun. I want to be crying by the end of this. I want to feel that I paid for what I did.

Richard looked down at her. Her breath hitched; she was totally exposed. Not an inch of movement available. Her arms and legs were splayed, the rounded mound of her vulva rising visibly. Her chest heaved.

He’d laid a selection of tools on the side of the table, the crate had been well stocked. There were all the things you needed to punish a ****. There was a flogger of black leather, beside it, a coiled whip. Kara shivered; imagining what it would be like if that kissed her tender chest! The pain would come in sharp bursts, breaking against her body until she was a sobbing mess.

You failed your master and now you’re going to be punished by him. You deserve everything that you’re about to get for being a bad **** girl.

Beside the whip, there was a wand-shaped device with a rounded tip. At the press of a button, it would crackle with electricity.

She couldn’t look away. The devices held her gaze; they had a gravity, a weight of their own which locked her in place.

“Are you sure about this, Kara?”

Richard loomed over her. Her goggles were on one hand; with the other, he reached for the flogger. It made a swishing sound as he swept it back and forth in tune with his thoughts.

“Last chance to back out. You don’t need to do this.”

“You promised,” she said softly. “You promised you’d punish me for what I did. I deserve this, Richard. I deserve it for everything I did. F-for making Pump, for failing you, for being such a little whore who couldn’t control herself even after all we did…”

I’m a slut. I’m a slut and I know the stupid box didn’t cause it. It just brought it out. Can’t you see, Richard? It’s not just what I did that makes me deserve this. It’s what I am…

But she couldn’t say those words. She couldn’t bring herself to voice them even if she felt them with all of her heart.

“Please…” She said instead. “I want to be crying by the end of this. I want to be a mess…”

“And then you’ll feel better?”

Silently, Kara nodded. She deserved every moment, every second of what was about to happen.

“All right then, Kara,” Richard’s face was grave. “I’ll give you exactly what you deserve.”

He secured the goggles about her head. Kara’s world went dark, Her skin prickled, and her ears strained. Suddenly, she was so much more aware of her other senses. Her body grew tense waiting any moment now for the sound of the flogger as it came crashing down against her. For the burst of pain that would illuminate the darkness.

I deserve it, she repeated the thought to herself again and again like a mantra. I deserve it all and more.

The image of Pump’s face danced in her mind.

There came a sound then; a swishing back and forth as Richard tested his arm. Kara moaned softly; already anticipating the touch. Would he strike her about the chest? The arms or legs? Or would he strike her on the chest? Kara imagined that and a wave of tightness crawled through her.

Or maybe even somewhere more sensitive? What if it came down against her pussy? The stinging strike landing across her labia? Oh, how she would tremble and shake and beg as the pain pounded through her.

She had told him she wanted to be a mess by the end of this…

“Kara,” Richard’s voice was sharp, short. Commanding. “You’ve been a bad ****. A bad girl.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “I have…I’m sorry, master. I am so, so, so sorry but I’m just a slut who can’t control her body. I almost betrayed you. I made Pump. I hurt people. I made Isabel what she is! Without him, she wouldn’t be half as dangerous.”

“I see,” Richard said. She turned her head to follow the sound. He seemed to be pacing. Every third step or so, there would come the swish of the flogger. Was he twirling the damn thing?!

“Tell me what you are.”

“I…”

Kara’s words died in her chest. Her face was burning. She didn’t want to go on, but couldn’t make herself stop. It was as if all her doubts, her fears, her shame and her self-accusations were bubbling up inside of her.

“I’m a slut,” Kara gasped. “I’m a slut who doesn’t know her place. I’m a **** who deserves to be kept naked and chained. I’m not good for anything but my body and when I try to be more, I get people hurt.”

“And what,” he went on, “should be done with you now?”

Richard’s tone sent shivers racing down her body. It was strange, cold in a way that she had never heard before. He was bracing himself to hurt her.

“I should be punished,” Kara’s voice trembled as much as her body. “You should punish me again and again, using whatever tools you want. However you want. You should ruin me, sir. You should make it so I never forget today and how I let you down. That’s the only way.”

“Absolutely ruin you?”

“Yes, like no one has before….”

“And whatever tools I want?”

“You’re my master. It’s only proper.”

Usually, Richard would have objected to being called her master there. She knew he wasn’t totally comfortable with it. But right now there was no sign of doubt or hesitation in his voice. Nothing but absolute acceptance.

“In that case, brace yourself, Kara. I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”