Dangerous Smile Part 3

Dangerous Smile Part 3

Janey had indeed punished me severely. The spanking had been the worst one so far in our still-new FLR, and I had cried very sincere tears and begged her to stop. Of course, she’d only mocked me for asking, knowing that I was naked and handcuffed and certainly couldn’t stop the spanking.

Following the spanking, she had put me back in my “naughty corner” for an hour, then hogtied me on the floor and rested her feet on my punished bottom for the rest of the night, reading and watching her phone, ignoring me completely as the hours passed by, giving me strict orders not to talk.

Finally, it was late, she said (I couldn’t see a clock) and she informed me she was going to leave me tied up all night, just not here in the living room. 

“I am going to move you,” she said. “Do you promise to be a good boy, or do I need to spank you again?”

“I promise I’ll be a good boy,” I answered.

Janey untied my feet and led me outside, much to my surprise, to our private stretch of beach. To my amazement, she laid me down in the sand and hogtied me. 

“You’re not leaving me out here all night, are you?”

“Of course,” she said, shoving a pair of her bikini bottoms into my mouth and then tying my mouth closed with a scarf. “I promised you severe punishment. Relax, and hopefully the crabs won’t bother you.”

She left me, alone, tied up, on the sand all night. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, and was dreading two things - anyone happening to pass by or animals picking at me.

The night passed slowly, and the sun had been up for quite some time when I finally saw Janey’s feet approaching me. She turned me onto my side to look up at her and smiled down at me.

“I hope you learned something,” Janey told me. “From now on, you’re not to pretend to be some macho, manly man. You will be who you are, my bitch boy and chastity slave, and if you get out of line again, you’ll spend two nights out here. Do you understand why you were punished?”

I nodded miserably, unable to move or speak. She smiled again. “Do you promise to be a good boy?”

I nodded again, meekly, wanting to send her the message that I accepted my place and would do my best to be her obedient slave forever.