14- My 1st Punishment

Isabella

Watching, I slowly notice Alex get into the back of the suv I’m near, while Grant moves towards the passenger door that’s open. Lucus tugging on my arms as he moves to usher me inside the suv and to where Alex sat before moving to settle beside me.

Holy Fuck! I’m definitely not going outside anytime soon.

The drive took all but 2 minutes before we were back where we started, doors opening and closing before I could register who, when, what and why. Slowly, I’m escorted back up the marble stairs and through the big black door, only to head straight up the red and black flooring to my right. Tony waiting at the top of the stairs, arms folded across his chest, as the fabric of his shirt pulled tightly against his muscles.

Once at the top, am I brought to a stop. Tony in front of me as he held something black. A cloth, as it dangled in front of my eyes before being placed securely around my eyes, a sharp tug behind my head as a knot is made. The fabric soft like silk yet thick. Preventing me from seeing where I was going.

As soon as I’m blindfolded, strong arms move to loop themselves around my upper arms, before leading me down a hallway that I could only presume. The pace not fast, even though their legs were significantly longer than mine as we continued walking, careful not to pull me as they did.

As we walk, no one says a word. Only silence.

That is, until I hear the sound of a door opening, the sound of movement could be heard before the sound of a door closing comes next. Soft clicks come next. Locks. Then suddenly I'm ushered further into the room. My shins hitting against a cool leather surface. My handcuffs being the next to be removed only for my arms to be placed in front of me, my body being pulled so that I’m now resting against a leather edge. My arms being fastened in front of me, by a thicker restraint and in a downward angle, my ass pointing up.

Soon, I feel hands as they move to pull my legs apart, the fabric of my dress rising as they did. The same thick restraints are used for my ankles. A firm hand now touching my ass before rubbing it.

Shuffling, while whispering I begin to feel my heart race, pulling on my restraints in an attempt to escape. Please don’t kill me, I panic.

The sound of footsteps can be heard as they slowly make their way towards me, a cool sharp tip hitting the base of my neck. My breath stopping. Please… I think, Don’t kill me.

Not even a minute later, I feel the metal against my dress, running down the full length of it. Fabric ripping before being forcefully pulled from my body, cold air hitting my skin as I shiver. My bra also unclipped and torn, before joining the dress.

Audible groans soon follow. The only thing left on me were the black lace panties from this morning. A second hand now moving to touch my back, before moving towards the lacy fabric, pulling it higher into my ass, exposing it. Trying to mutter a protest or word I’m carefully shushed by a finger to my lips.

“You will count and say ‘Thank you Kyrios (Master)’. If you don’t and lose count, we’ll start over from the beginning” comes the voice of Lucus his voice in an authoritative command.

Then without warning, I hear it. SMACK!

A few hours later…

SMACK!

“Holy Fuck! 93. T-Thank you Kyrios (Master)”.

“Language Bambina (Baby)” scolds Lucus.

SMACK!

“94. Thank you Kyrios (Master).” Fuck, did he hit harder than the last one?

SMACK!

“95. Thank you Kyrios (Master)."

SMACK!

“OW! 96. Thank y-you Kyrios (Master).” With my mouth dry and my head fuzzy. I find it increasingly difficult to whimper out my responses.

SMACK! SMACK!

“9-97. 98. T-Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I whimper.

SMACK!

“99. Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I squeak.

SMACK!

“AHH! 100! Th-Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I whisper, just barely my voice now completely raw from all the counting I had to do.

I’m also pretty sure Alex made that last one hurt more. But I also deserved that for tripping him like I did outside. Assholes. None of them even tried to hold back. And clearly Mercy wasn’t a part of their vocabulary either.

“Good job Neonata (Baby Girl). We’re so proud of you” coos Tony in my ear as he moves to remove the blindfold, kissing my forehead as he did. My hair now sticking to my face as tears stain my cheeks. My body screaming at the intense pain like being burned by a fire.

In the onslaught of my punishment, I received 20 spanks from each of the guys just from their hands alone and then another 5 spanks from their tool of choice. Tony choosing a leather riding crop, Alex a wooden paddle, Grant on the other hand decided on a wooden ruler, and Lucus chose a hard fucking cane. Alternating between my ass, back and sides of my thighs, hips and anywhere else they deemed fit including my pussy. Yet the worst part of all, my body decided to betray me, my legs now coated in the juices of my pussy as it slowly dripped from my body.

Fighting to stay awake, my body feels numb. My skin ablazed like a fire as even the lightest of touches felt like thousands of tiny needles against it. Shivering, they continue to touch their marks left upon my body.

The sound of clinking comes next as the warm pressure of my bindings come off. Sighing, I crumple towards the floor only for strong arms to wrap securely around my waist, holding me up. Wishing for that exact moment that the ground would just open up and swallow me whole.

“Woah, easy there. I got you. Easy, Agapi (Love)” says Grant, his voice soft against my ear. Almost tenderly. Picking me up, he moves to take me towards an extra large, extra huge king size bed which sat vacant within the middle of the room. Placing me down gently I can’t help but scrunch my face in pain as soon as it touched the fabric. Hoping to ease the pain, does he gently move to roll me over, laying me now on my stomach. Sighing, I feel the bed dip down next to me.

“Don’t sleep yet sweetheart. Only a few more minutes. It’ll be okay, you did well Agapi (Love)” comes Lucus’s melodious voice as he gently strokes my head, trying to comfort me. Tears silently falling from my eyes as I sniffle.

“Shhh” whispers Lucus as he continues to whisper sweet nothings to me, his hand still caressing my hair as a cooling sensation hits my back, removing the harsh burning sensation I was feeling. Hissing, then a moan, it slowly begins to help. “It’s a healing cream. It’ll help numb the pain” explains Tony.

A tap to my head moves to signal for me, as I move to lift up my head, a bottle of water with a straw now in front of me. Taking a few deep gulps I mutter out a thank you before dropping my head back down. Too weak to fight and too weak to move.

“Fuck Neonata (Baby Girl)” grunts Alex. “You look absolutely gorgeous with all our marks” wincing I can all but hear his dirty thoughts, my body both disgusted yet surprisingly turned on by it. Burying my head towards the sheets, I move to close my legs.

Feeling the bed dip again, I feel my body move. Closing my eyes at feeling weak, a soft fabric slowly moves over my head, my arms getting placed gently through two holes before being tugged down into place. My now drenched panties being removed only to be replaced by a drier fabric. Another fabric soon follows as it’s pulled up and along my legs and over my ass before resting against my hips. Grunting, my body stiffens in pain.

Lifting my head, I try to look around only for the bed to dip for a third time and warm skin moves to touch mine. My eyes noticing all four men stripping down to just their boxers before climbing in next to me on the bed.

Strong arms pulling on my waist as my body is forcefully turned on its side, my now bruised back now resting against a warm smooth body. The feeling of something poking at me in the small of my back registering. Large warm arms covered in tattoos securing me tightly. Lucus.

Grant moves to lay in front of me, his head now close to mine. Kissing my nose gently he hums. A hand moving to rest on my hip. I know I should fight them, but I can barely keep my eyes open, too tired to try. The feeling of more hands touching me as Alex and Tony move to rest their calloused hands along my stomach, just beneath Lucus’s arm.

Yet, just as the darkness attempts to consume me, I hear it, sweet nothings hitting my ear as my four strong, yet powerful fiances move to embrace me.