My Diary

By Al Lynch

Published on Jun 6, 2009

Authoritarian

On Punishment Written by: Black Ass Slutty Ho (truphillyman@yahoo.com)

Today, I am on punishment. It is Thursday night, and I am home early. T left a message saying he will be in by 10pm, but I am to do my normal duties. Most would say it does not sound like I am on punishment, but I am. T does not leave punishment notes on the mantle, he leaves them on our bed.

We understand colored letters placed on the bed. If I have a blue P, then I am on punishment, but not for long. A pink P is punishment too, but because I forgot to wear underwear garment (bra or panties) or I was not color-coordinated in my underwear garment choice (a pink bra and blue panites). A red P indicates I did something drastically wrong and I will be dealt with harshly.

This time it was a blue P on the bed. I started to review, between Tuesday and now, what did I do wrong. Why Tuesday? Tuesday is our go-out night. We usually hit a spot for a meal, and than go to the movies or some type of local entertainment. Tuesday was uneventful. We went to Five Guys, drove to the movie theater, found out what time the movie started. We were 80 minutes early, so he drove to a secluded location, and we had good sex for about 60 minutes, before we drove back to the movie theatre.

We watched the movie, and I sucked on his dick, and he intermittently sucked on my right tit. When the movie was over, he dropped me off at the house, and went to meet his brother. Not typical, always, but sometimes he will go out for drinks with the boys. Sometimes, I will come, but I guess with a load of nut dripping out of my ass and stained panties; I needed to get cleaned up.

I did not expect T home, until 2am, maybe 3, so I washed his clothes and my clothes. It was 10:30pm. I put the clothes in the dryer about 11pm, and took a bath. I used the body gel flavor that T likes, and dressed in a negilgce that I know he likes. It covers me, but if I bend over, you will see all my booty. If I squat, it will cover, but if I stretch you see some booty meat.

I lay on the bed, and watch some videotapes we made, but soon I am out cold. About 1:30a, T 2-ways me, and ask what I am doing. I wrote back I was sleep in the light pink teddy, and waiting for him. He writes back thats good - My Dad may come over. Prepare the room in the basement for him. Make him comfortable.

The basemrnt bedroom is nice. A king-size bed with 42" flat screen with DirectTV, plush carpet, two recliners and its only bathroom with shower stall. I grabbed two pillowcases, a towel, and a washcloth. I got downstairs and set the bed, and dropped the bathroom stuff on the tiolet seat. Just then the doorbell rang. I checked the video surveillance and saw it was T's Dad.

T's Dad is an interesting character. When he met, he did not like me. He did not like his son, messing with me. He called me a bitch, and to get out of his house. T told his Dad to calm down, and his Dad allowed me back into his house. On another separate occasion, T asked his Dad, "What do you not like about Alia?" He frowned and said, "She is a faggot ass bitch." T smiled and laughed, and said, "Yeah, but she is my bitch and you right she got a fat big ass, with a tight ass hole." I was wondering why T threw out that information. No sooner than that was said, T's Dad walked up behind me and slapped the shit out of my ass, and said, "Bitch" I turned around and said, "Thank you" Just like that, me and T's Dad were cool.

T's Dad - Larry - was no stranger to my bitch ass. He plugs me often, spanks me whenever he gets a chance, and has me polish his knob, wherever and whenever, so this stopover was although highly unexpected but also very natural.

No question I sucked Larry, and he fucked my ass good and hard, bout that time. T came downstairs, after I drifted off to sleep. He tapped my shoulder. I try to grab my teddy, but it was laying under Larry. T told me to forget about it, and get my slutty ass up to bed.. He usually will slap my ass, but he did not want to wake his Dad. We ascended to the kitchen which is where the stairs of the basement, bring you out to. I stopped in the kitchen to get a Smirnoff Ice, and he lit up a L and after I took a gulp he passed the L and I passed the Ice. After 3 bottles of Ice and the same L; I was loose and tipsy, T was just catchin his second wind.

We did not stay in the kitchen but for 30 minutes. We are hooked drunks and smokers, so I got high and was giggly and tipsy. T was horny and ready for a BJ and some asspussy from his bitch. Not willing to disappoint. We adjourned to the bedroom. He locked the door, and I sat on the side of the bed. I know T likes to fuck my face, and I love it also, so assuming the position is just what he wants and what I need.

By being horny and two times lit, his nut came quick. I swallowed it, and got him hard again. "You want some more dick in your nutted up pussy, huh?" I smiled, and said, "Yeah, but its not nutted, your Dad used a coat, and I want my baby's nut again. I like that." He told me, he was going to take a shower, a dump, and a piss, and he will be back later.

Well later turned into 3 hours. The shower was running. He was in the shower stall, sitting on the bench. I came in. turned off the water, and kissed him. He kissed back, and I said, "Baby, your high ass went to sleep in the shower, come to bed." He agreed and stumbled into the room. I stumbled tired, also. He grabbed my ass, and said, "What would I do without you?" I replied, "Fuck me good, and send me on my way." He laughed and said, "At least you know."

The next morning came and he is off to work. I slept in, but he did not have his work clothes. I did not know, but I soon found out. T pulled the covers back exposed my butt cheeks to the bedroom. He raised the Lexan paddle and slammed my butt cheeks once, with a smile (from me) and a slight yelp, and then 3 more in succession. Bout this time, I was screamin out obscenities.

"Where are my fucking clothes? I am not only late for work, but I don't have any ironed clothes and I am late for work." He yelled. I scurried out of bed, and found his clothes in the dryer. I asked him, "Do you want breakfast? I am sorry, I forgot to iron and place your clothes on the hangar." He did not accept my apologies.

"Turn on the iron, and lean over the ironing board. You are getting five more, and 10 whips from the belt." T was mad, late and serious. I would lie, if I said I never saw him this mad. He was this mad two weeks ago, when I did not iron his pants, and he overslept. Larry came up when I had just got the 7th slap on my ass. "Son, stop whipping Alia's ass." T turned around, and said "I deserved it."

"Bullshit she did not. She sucked you and me last night. You fucked her good, I fucked her good, and she still takes care of you. So your punk ass should have got your clothes and put them out for her to iron, but you punish her like you had no responsibility. Alia, iron his shit. I will rub some baby oil on your ass, soon. You mistreating your bitch and someone will treat her better."

After Larry calmed him down, I had ironed his clothes, fixed him a breakfast sandwich, and packed his lunch for him. "Alia bring the baby oil, and lay across my lap. Kiss you man, first." I kissed T, T kissed me again, and apologized and said we will go out, tonight. Two nights in a row, that is an apology.

T locked the door on the way out, and I laid across Larry's lap to get my ass massaged with baby oil. Larry left afterawhile, and I cleaned up the house. Collected the dirty sheets in the basement, towel, teddy and stuff, washed them and dried them. I was still naked when T walked into the house.

He took me out to a nice restaurant. I chose to wear my white bra and thongs set, and wear a nipple chain to accessorize. T liked my choice. We laughed and joked all throughout the night. Came back to the house lit up and smoked and drunk until I was high. All clothes were folded. His clothes were ironed and folded for weeks to come. I apologized while I showed him what I done. I told him I love to be erotically spanked, and he knows this, but being spanked as hard as I was I was traumatized.

He said, he was mad and that it was partly his fault. We kissed and got in the bed. He fucked the daylights out of me on Wednesday, until we drifted off to sleep.

Still the blue P is on the bed Thursday what for? He came in from his job, they called him back to work. I asked him about the blue P.

He said, "Oh, I wanted to try something different. Pleasure mixed with some punishment. Put these on." He handed me some magnetic nipple clamps, and a paddle with five large holes in it.

"What do I owe this punishment for?" He smiled as he helped me attached the nipple clamp and walk me over to the recliner, where I was told to lean over the back. "You told my Dad, where I worked, and he got me my job back, plus I heard, that you agreed to blow my boss for a tradeoff. My job for a blow job. While I applaud your efforts, because I am working again. You crossed the line. Your slutty ass sucked my boss's dick and you did a good job." With that he slapped the shit out of my ass with the paddle, twice. I had tears rolling down my face, and my nipple weights were adding to my frustration, by shifting and swaying.

"Second, my boss said, that my hiring is conditional on you returning and treating him to some services on the regular. I doubt very serious if you would turn down his dick banging your slutty ass, so you are on punishment for today, and this shit is going to continue for as long as I know, you are on your knees sucking his dick on a regular, and since my employment is based on how good you fuck and suck. I guess you need to know, how I feel about this. What a good way to show you. Oh, I forgot to mention, he asked me to do this, or pick up my last paycheck."

"I expect to see you sucking his dick, tomorrow. Boss fuck this bad ass, tomorrow, too." As a video recorded my punishment for T and his boss's liking.

Ouch! What the fuck....FUCK OUCH!!!...did I do?

Alia

Next: Chapter 2


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