Run

Back inside the house he carried me downstairs into the basement. Back into the 'playroom'. After shutting the soundproof door he tossed me down onto the bed in the middle of the room. I let out a grunt as I landed with a hard thud. The cold touch of the red satin sheets on my exposed skin sent a shiver over my body. He wasted no time heading over towards a large black wardrobe. I was all too familiar with that wardrobe. It was where he housed the various clothes he made me wear. It was where he kept all his whips. Everything from nipple clamps to butt plugs I had seen come out of that wardrobe. Except for the top drawer. I watched as he slid it open and gazed inside. He took off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, before retrieving from the drawer a large white cotton sack.

He returned to the bed and faced me, before lifting up the sack and emptying the contents onto the bed. I watched in horror as out of the bag fell what had to be more than 30 dildos. Among them was just about every variety you could imagine. There were small ones and there were big ones. There were large black ones and there were smaller, realistically detailed ones. Some were made of silicone, others were made of glass, and almost half of them vibrated. He had no shortage of choice. "Now Josephine, an act like this cannot go unpunished." He reached over to me and brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. "For every piece of gravel I stepped, you're going to take one of these." My eyes opened wide as I realized the magnitude of this punishment. "And unfortunately for you I wasn't counting how many I stepped on, so I'm going to have to estimate" he said with an evil grin. As I lay on my back with my legs almost touching my face, he slid down my panties and I knew I was in for a long night.

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The drive home went a lot quicker than I had expected. The abrupt return from the beautiful countryside to my noisy suburban apartment is always a little depressing, no matter how many times I had done it.