Master's correction of an uppity slave
This morning, for the first time since Master allowed deidre to return to His home almost two and a half years ago, deidre was willfully disobedient. she was disrespectful, bratty and rude. Master punished her as she deserved for being such a bitch.
It started yesterday morning. deidre had just woken up and headed out to the living room to kneel down beside Master. He told her about an e-mail that came through that needed a response drafted. He asked deidre a question or two to which deidre did not know the answer. Instead of simply telling Him that she didn't know, she gave Him this long and drawn out answer. It irritated Him slightly. deidre has a tendency to make things harder than they are. But there is a reason for that.
deidre hates giving the wrong answer. she always has. Sometimes deidre can only give part of an answer because that’s all she knows. There have been times where deidre has given the answer that was simplest only later to have it blow up in her face. Now deidre's gut reaction is to give the answer that contains the most detail to avoid misunderstandings. For some reason lately Master and deidre seem to be having a lot of those. They are little things, but they pile up and work on deidre's psyche.
On with the story....Master began to direct her in the kind of response that He thought would be appropriate for this e-mail. At this point there was another misunderstanding. deidre took a deep breath and put her head down against the front of the buffet cabinet that is Master's entertainment center. This action was seen as more frustration and anger on deidre’s part. Since deidre hadn't yet had any coffee, Master told her how He was seeing her actions, told her to make coffee and to leave Him alone. One of deidre's responsibilities is to make sure that she never appears to be anything other than a devoted, eager to serve slave. Displays of anger are not a part of that presentation.
So, she left, her feelings hurt, and started on her day, making sure that she left Him alone. In a half an hour or so Master gathered up some things, and left to go to the hardware store. This ended up hurting more of deidre's feelings which mutated into actual anger. He had left without saying goodbye, without a kiss or a touch or a single word. In deidre's world this is a huge no-no. Yeah, deidre’s a slave right? Who says she gets to make the rules. No one, but what if something had happened to Him? What if He had gotten in a car accident or been mugged and shot or who knows what else? deidre's last memory of Him would be that she had pissed Him off, that perhaps the accident had been caused because He was upset etc. deidre would have to live with that for the rest of her life, knowing that she had been instrumental in her Owner's death. Maybe it’s selfish, but really no one deserves to feel that way.
Eventually He came home without a scratch and continued on with His business. deidre had hoped that He wouldn't be upset anymore and that We/we could talk about it. Finally, after hours went by, deidre made some comment about something that was on the radio. Poof. Everything was back to normal. We/we still hadn't discussed anything, but His tone was no longer one of a disciplinarian.
At some point during the day deidre had drafted the note as Master instructed her to. There was another misunderstanding that prompted a discussion on why Master seemed upset this morning. It turns out that He was under the impression that He had told deidre to come back and talk to Him when she could do so without being angry, not to just simply leave Him alone. deidre begged Him to please not ever leave the way that He did again, and explained to Him why. He told her that if she was going to behave the way she was that He would continue to leave without saying anything to her no matter what she thought. Again, this hurt deidre's feelings. Before the conversation could be finished the phone rang and deidre ended up on a 3 hour long phone sex call.
When she was done, Master was already asleep.
This morning everything seemed fine. deidre was still hurt and didn't understand why Master wouldn't promise not to leave that way again but deidre didn’t want to push the issue. she just wanted to get through most of the day without any miscommunications. We/we started working on a project together. At some point deidre needed to make a call, but the phone didn't want to work right. deidre got frustrated, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Master saw this as another sign of anger. The phones in this house have actually been a major point of frustration for the past few weeks.
deidre’s reaction irritated Him, but He suggested that she use His cell phone instead. she got the phone, opened it and discovered that it was off. Master’s cell phone doesn’t have a button dedicated to turning it on and off. It’s designed to have some mysterious way of doing it, which deidre now knows. deidre’s only done it once or twice and couldn’t remember how to do it. So she asked. Master looked at her and said something like, “You don’t know how to turn on the cell phone?” deidre read too much into His comment and it translated as, “Hey you stupid cunt. Aren’t you smart enough to even turn on a simple cell phone?” That wasn’t His intention, but at that point it didn’t matter. All of the frustration that deidre had felt from yesterday spilled over it all combined and deidre let it all out. she started shouting at Master that this is the very reason why she can’t just give Him a simple “she doesn’t know” answer, because He gets this tone that makes her feel like some kind of fucking dumb ass stupid worthless piece of shit. This is that point when kaya’s fairy would be hiding behind something say, “oh girl, you have done it now!”
The rest is kind of a blur. He grabbed deidre’s hair in His fist, yanked it hard, told her to come with Him. He had her lie down over the ottoman. He came back and started to beat her ass and thighs with His belt. At first deidre refused to react. she wasn’t about to give Him the satisfaction, but as He continued it became more difficult to ignore. Soon she was whimpering then screaming, the screaming as loud as she possibly could. That’s when He stopped.
He told her to kneel down in front of Him. she was still angry of course and it was written across her face loud and clear. He began to explain that He didn’t want a little bitch like that in His house. He told her when she came to be His that He would never send her away, He would still never get rid of her, but that doesn’t mean that He can’t just lock her away in the cage for the next week until her behavior improves.
At some point deidre was given the chance to talk, to explain what had led up to her tantrum, which is basically what it was. We/we talked and came to some conclusions. When Master gets “that tone” it doesn’t mean He thinks she’s stupid. He knows His slave is not stupid. When He gets the other “that tone” it doesn’t mean that He is pissed at her. Usually it means He’s just frustrated, mostly it’s directed at something other than deidre, but the way she is wired, she tries to take responsibility for everything. Hearing either of those 2 tones normally makes deidre want to just hide, to shrink inside herself and not come out until everything is happy again. We/we agreed that deidre needs to make sure that if she feels that anything is wrong she needs to talk to Him. If Master sees an action as meaning one thing, when it doesn’t she needs to explain it to Him in a properly submissive manner.
For a while He just held her in His arms while she cried and apologized. He told her that she is not a bad slave, that He loves her, and that sometimes even good slaves need to be corrected.
Afterward He took deidre into the bedroom and allowed her to worship His cock with her mouth until He came into her throat, then allowed her to just cuddle up in a fetal position down between His legs for a while.
Now everything really is all better. Well, except deidre’s butt. It has some nice red marks and welts across it to remind deidre to contain herself.
