Mistress has an amazing selection of shoes and from time to time I “borrow” a pair when I go out or even just for work. She generally isn’t there to ask for permission so I usually just assume it will be fine and to be honest I didn’t think she ever really noticed.
Then one day a while back she told me that she did notice and although she wasn’t really bothered she did say I should ask in future, it was a small off the cuff sort of comment and I didn’t really pay much attention to it and just carried on as normal.
Yesterday when I arrived home from work in a pair of her Jimmy Choo heels she was waiting for me and after forcing me to strip of everything but the shoes and forcing me to my knees she demanded to know why I ignored her instructions and continued to take things that didn’t belong to me without permission.
It was sooo humiliating the way she spoke to me, like I was a child who’d be caught stealing sweets or something and I have to admit it was making me a little wet. I smirked a little and said I was sorry in as convincing a way as I could.
She wasn’t laughing and wasn’t impressed, it began to dawn on me that she was genuinely mad with me. She grabbed my hair and almost dragged me to the dining room before forcing me into a chair. On the table in front of me was a wooden chopping board with a hammer and two nails and a blindfold resting on it.
She told me to put on the blindfold, which I did with my heart beating pretty fast through fear and excitement over what might be going to happen next. When the blindfold was in place she told me to place my “thieving hands”, palm up on the wood.
I was genuinely scared then, my eyes started to well up and I told Mistress how sorry I was and promised that I wouldn’t take any more shoes or anything else but she repeated her command to place my hands on the wooden board.
I can’t tell you how much self-control and pure submissiveness it took to lift my hands and place them on the board in front of me. My hands were trembling and tears were running from my eyes soaking the blindfold, I’ve never felt that fearful of doing anything in BDSM before in my life.
Mistress placed one of the nails in each hand and then picked one up and placed it point down in the middle of my left palm. I could feel the sharp point digging into the soft skin of my hand as she said “Do you know why I am doing this?”, I nodded my head and said “Please Mistress I’m sorry” but she replied with “If you were sorry you wouldn’t have kept doing it and forced me into this action Lois”. I didn’t know what to say so I just bowed my head and nodded.
I was genuinely petrified as I waited with my mind completely focused on the tiny pain of the sharp nail digging into my hand that was about to burst into agony.
I sensed the movement in her body as she lifted the heavy hammer and I sucked air in wincing in preparation as she swung it down. I jumped so much as adrenaline filled my body but managed to keep my hand still as she drove the hammer into the wooden board nowhere near my hand.
She immediately pulled the blindfold off my eyes as my brain tried to catch up with what had just happened, or rather what hadn’t happened. She pulled me off the chair onto the floor and into my arms cradling me as sobs burst out of me, It was like a massive release and I just cried for about ten minutes in her arms.
Eventually I looked up at her and she kissed me deeply and passionately and I kissed her back. Eventually she said “Are you going to take my shoes without asking again?”, I smiled and said “No Mistress” and then kissed her again.
She does so love fucking with my mind!
Sorry I didn’t finish the needles evening post, I will really try to get it done this week x