cw// nsfw , sex slave (consensual, like in BDSM) , degradation , spanks
cw applies for entire thread
after a long day at the station, Flip likes to come home and unwind. He undoes his holster and sets it on the hook in the entryway, walking into his home in the mountains
(1/?)

he plops down on the couch, laying down and stretching out his body.
it’s too quiet, he thinks to himself.
“KITTEN! Where the fuck are you?” he yells out, voice booting throughout the entire house, startling you awake.
fuck, you think to yourself, Master is home.
(2/?)

quickly, you scramble out of bed, adjusting your collar so that the little tag saying “Property of Flip” is front and center where everyone can see.
you get on all fours and crawl out of the bedroom and into the living room, not meeting Master’s eyes as you kneel by the sofa.

Flip lays there, smoking a cigarette and ignoring you, occasionally he moves to blow smoke in your face or flick ash in your general direction.
you try to remain still, on your knees, eyes down, palms upward on your thighs. but it’s tough, you know what’s about to happen

when he’s done with his cigarette, he swings his body around so that his legs are on each side of your body.
you feel his calloused fingers reach around your chin as he lifts your head upwards, forcing you to look at him in the eyes.

“kitten, where were you? you know the rules, we’ve been over this.” he murmurs. you try desperately not to squirm under his stars, but his deep, whiskey laced voice makes you slick real quick.
“i fell asleep, Master. I’m sorry.”
the hand on your chin, moves to your hair.

the grip is hard, and you suppress your yelp. you know there’s a punishment coming.
“you better be fucking sorry,” he growls as he pushes your face down on his boot.
instinctively, you open your mouth and lap at the boot, worshipping it as it belongs to your Master.

you continue lapping Master’s boot clean, dedicated and desperate to please. when your finished with one you quickly move to the other, giving it the same service.
it’s humiliating in some way, but your pussy gets wetter and wetter with each lick.

when your finished, you assume your position from earlier. keeping your gaze down, you hear Flip unbuckle his belt. he grip your collar and tells you to open up, setting his leather belt in your mouth.
he instructs you to crawl to the playroom with the belt in your mouth.

you obey quickly, hips wiggling as you crawl down the hall of the bungalow, past the bathroom, past the master bedroom, and into the playroom.
you kneel at the center, arms behind you back, belt still in your mouth.
you know what’s going to happen next

Master steps into the playroom not too long after, and he walks around you, inspecting you. he’s smoking another cigarette, you can tell based on the ashes.
he kneels down next to you and blows smoke right into your face. he pinches your jaw so that you release the belt.

“get on the bench, whore,” he commands.
you crawl eagerly to the spanking bench, bending over the device.
he runs his hands over your body, almost gently save for when he randomly digs his fingernails in, making you cry out.

“do you need me to tie you down? or are you going to keep still while I belt ya?” he asks.
you pause, thinking for a moment. “just my legs, Master.”
he makes quick work, grabbing strands of rope and quickly tying you down to the bench.
“not too tight?”
“no, Master, perfect.”

“good little slut,” he murmurs as he continues to pet your skin.
“if you take these hits like the perfect whore I know you can be, I might even let you come as I fuck you.”
a moan comes out your mouth at the thought. Flip hasn’t let you come for almost two weeks.

“why am I punishing you, kitten?” he asks as he lines up the belt against your ass, making you feel the leather that was going to torture your skin.
“i wasn’t at the door to greet you, Master.” you reply, as shame floods your body.

the first swing of the belt comes after your response, making you cry out in surprise.
you feel the instant sting from the belt. he’s going to leave a mark today, you realize.
“count them, slave.”
“one master, thank you, master.”

the next swing comes quickly after that, even harder than the first, directly on the same spot.
“two master, thank you, master.”
swing after swing comes at you, varying at different points on your ass and upper thighs.
by the eleventh, you are shaking and screaming.

by the fifteenth, the final blow, tears and sweat drip down from your face as you whimper out the final “fifteen master, thank you, master.
you hear Flip drop the belt and walk towards the dresser across the room.
you then feel him rub a cooling ointment on your ass

Master provides, you think, Master takes care of me. he undoes the ties around your legs and helps you off the bench as you curl your body around his.
“I’m sorry, Master.” you whisper as he walks you to the master bedroom.
“I know, kitten. Took your punishment so well.”

he sets you down on the bed and you immediately get onto all fours, arching your back so that you are in the right position for him.
“fuck, kitten, always so needy. thought you’d want to rest.” Flip says.
you feel a pang of rejection and frown slightly. Master doesn’t want me?

“I just want to please you, Master. Please.”
Flip groans at that, undoing his pants as he lines up behind you.
You smile as you feel the head of his cock tease your hole.
He thrusts in hard and fast, making you drop down onto your elbows.

He takes you quickly, chasing after his pleasure. “Feel so fucking good, slave. So good. and just for me, all this just for me. Gonna fill you up with my cum, so that you always remember who you belong to. And who’s that, slut, hmmm?”
“I belong to you, Master” you cry out

You are completely enraptured by the intense pleasure of pleasing your Master. His thrusts become erratic as he builds his climax. And then he’s coming, as he fills you with his seed.
He keeps his cock inside you for a little while longer, making your squirm with need.

Slowly, he pulls out, watching as him cum leaks out of you. You feel his fingers, push the cum inside. Master believes in never wasting his spend, always inside you or in your mouth or on your body.
You feel honored to be Master’s cum slut.

He twists your body around so that your laying on you back. He spreads your legs, just short of being painful. He moves down so that you can feel his breath on your pussy.
“come whenever you want, kitten.”