Punishment

"In ancient times..." Alex started off, as he turned back to the bag one more time. He could feel his heart beating fast, and his mouth was dry. Part of it was the aftereffects of his orgasm, but not all of it. Part of him could still not quite believe that this was all happening, that he was able to do this sort of thing with Clara. Part of him thought it was some fantasy, that this was all a dream he would soon wake up from. That part, he did his best to silence, and it was growing ever more quiet as the week wore on. But still, he felt a twinge of nervousness as he reached into the bag again

"In ancient times, if a slave failed to met her master's expectations, she was punished." He said. "Since you want to be a slave so much, it's only right that you are punished in the same way, yes?"

Clara said nothing; her face was flushed, excitement twinkled in her eyes, and she shifted slightly.

"What are you going to do to me, master?"

"This." Alex said as he closed his hand around what he had been looking for, standing back up, he revealed a small plastic shape, connected by a thin wire to a large plastic surface upon which there was a series of buttons.

Clara gulped.

"Is that a vibrator Al-I mean, m-master?"

"It is." Alex said, his heart hammering. "Since you let me down, I think it's only fair that you should make up for it by putting on a show for me for the rest of the day. Now, spread your legs."

Clara did as she was told. Standing with her legs spread, her pussy totally exposed. Alex took a moment to appreciate the view, though he could feel her eyes on him still. Her lower self was still engorged and wet, this new treatment doing much to increase her arousal once more. He reached up slowly, and ran his hand along her slit. Clara shuddered, closing her eyes for a moment as she thrust her head back.

"Ah.." She moaned.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Y-yes." She admitted. "T-this is pretty intense, master...are you sure that we cannot just go the whole way here and now?"

"What, you mean have sex?"

"Y-yes." She said, her breath hitching. "I..I want to do it now."

"You want me to fuck you?" Alex said. "Be clear on that, if you want it."

Clara paused for a moment, and then shuddered again as he ran another hand gently along the opening of her lower lips, his fingers softly entering her.

"Yes!" She gulped. "Yes, Alex! Right now, I absolutely want you to fuck me! I am standing here, right in front of you, naked and absolutely soaking down there! I think it's pretty safe to say you know what I want! And your cock was so hard before, I am pretty safe saying you want the same right? S-so let's do it, right here. Alex Curren, I want you inside of me."

Alex slowed for a minute, his hand hovering above her exposed labia, His heart continued to beat, and lust flowed through his body. Desire ached and tingled within him, making his cock hard again. She was right, he did want to fuck her. He wanted to feel her pressed against him, her warm skin against his own. He wanted to hear her gasp and moan as he thrust into her, to feel her lower lips opening around him, squeezing his manhood in her ecstasy. He wanted to hear her moan and squeal, gasping with each thrust.

He wanted all of that. But not now. Not yet. He had to do this properly. He had promised himself that he would when he started, back in the sex shop, and during his walk afterwards, he'd told himself that he'd make the whole thing about the two of them together. Doing it now, while something that deeply appealed to him, would not be the same as what he planned. He wanted the week to matter, he wanted this to mean something. Both as one of Claraq's fantasies, and as well as something for the future. So he took a deep breath, and steeled himself.

"No." He said.

Clara looked like she'd been slapped on the face.

"No?"

"No." He repeated. "You're a slave, Clara. We've already covered that. You don't get to decide when or even if we have sex. And I am not going to let you escape your punishment either just by distracting me like that. So here is what is going to happen."

Slowly, he raised the business end of the vibrator, pressing it against her soaking lower lips. Clara whined slightly as she felt the cold plastic touching her pussy, but Alex's fingers were both gentle and nimble, folding back her lower lips and allowing it to enter her properly. Then, Alex took the controller, still connected to the other section by a fine wire, and pressed a button.

Instantly, the vibrator started, emitting a low whirring sound, and making Clara freeze up as she felt it. Her fingers slowly curled, and a light colour came to her face. Next, Alex took a band of black cloth and told her to step through the hole in it, guiding it up her leg with trembling hands. Once it reached her inner thigh, he stopped, and gently tucked the vibrator's controller into it, so that she could walk as normal while it remained within her.

"Here is your punishment." He told her. "For the rest of the day, and possibly for most of tomorrow as well, this vibrator will remain inside you and on. Your job is to keep it inside your pussy, and also avoid climaxing. If it falls out, I'll put it back in, and increase the setting. If you climax, I'll keep track of it, and once you do it more than a few times, you'll be punished."

"T-that's unfair.." Clara said. "You don't know what this feels like....Ugh, this is going to be...really hard..."

"I figured as much." Alex admitted. "But I am sure you can do it. I have faith in you, Clara. But just to be sure, you're also not allowed to go off on your own. Don't want you having any fun little climaxes where no one can see, do we?"

"B-bastard." She muttered. He just laughed.

"The life of a slave isn't all fun and games, Clara." Alex admonished her. "You were the one who wanted the role, so you have to be willing to accept the cons as well as the pros. Besides, I think you look really cute with a vibrator inside you."

Clara moaned, her face twisting as she tried to fight off the building tension between her legs. Alex could tell that she was looking towards the coming day with dread.

"Of course." He added. "If you want a break, then you can probably be given a few hours with the machine turned off, for a price."

She glared at him, her stubbornness rising to the front as he had expected it would.

"Not a chance, Alex." She said. "I'll take the whole thing..."

"There's my Clara." He said, and she blushed, though whether it was due to what he had said, or the feeling between her legs, he could not say.