I’m getting ready for work in the morning. I’m nearly ready, wearing a tight black pencil skirt and a white blouse. I’ve just slipped into my 4 inch black heels and finished my hair. I’m putting the finishing touches on my makeup when you walk in behind me. You love to see me dressed for meetings, so I’m not surprised when you step behind me and grab my ass. You murmur in my ear “You look so hot. Bend over the counter now. I want your ass.” I don’t think quick enough and my response is out before I can think better of it. “Sorry - can’t this morning! I have an early meeting and I need to leave.”

Your hand moves to my lower back and presses down firmly. “Bend over now” you whisper with the deep tone that means no-nonsense. I bend over the counter and you lift my skirt. Then you pull down my lace panties. I hear you reach for your belt and pull it off in one swift motion. The first whoosh sounds and then the ‘crack’. The pain takes my breath away. You don’t stop for me to catch my breath, though. The strokes keep coming, hard and fast. By the third stroke, I’m thinking that taking it in the ass was clearly the better option. By the fifth stroke, I can’t think of anything but the pain. By the tenth, I’m nearly in tears. By the fifteenth, I’m apologizing profusely. “I’m so sorry, sir! That was unacceptable. I’ve agreed to free-use and I should never deny you my ass. It won’t happen again sir!” Finally, after stroke 20, you stop. You step back and say with a smirk “Better get to work then. Don’t want you to be late.” I pull my lace panties back up and they burn as they touch my hot red ass. Pulling my skirt down just makes it worse. It increases the pressure on the lace against my reddened skin.

I rush out the door and wince as I sit in my car. The rest of the day follows with much of the same. I squirm in meetings when I have to sit on a hard chair. Even my plush office chair offers little relief. My ass is so red and tender that every movement chafes the lace panties against it and I almost yelp. I spend much of the day wishing I’d just taken it in the ass. An ass fucking is much better than a hard belting. On my drive home, I find myself looking forward to seeing you so I can apologize again. I know free-use is a cornerstone of our dynamic and I was wrong to deny you. I feel bad for denying you and I’m relieved to have my punishment over with.

I arrive home to find that I was wrong. The punishment is not over. You wait for me at the door with a wooden spoon. I’m barely in the door before you turn me around and bend me over. You have a large butt plug already lubed up and you slide it into my ass with no warning. “If you want to deny me your ass, maybe you need to get used to having it filled. Each workday will end like this for the next 2 weeks.” Then you start with the paddle. I’m whimpering immediately because my ass is already sore. You don’t stop until I’m crying softly and telling you I’m sorry. Then you speak. “You need to remember who owns your body. And you need to get used to having your ass filled. Your on anal only for two weeks. Complain at all and I’ll add another week.”

Anal only isn’t new, but it’s my least favorite of all the consequences you impose. It’s also never lasted two weeks before.

Each morning I will present my ass to you and you will insert a large plug. Then you’ll give me 20 hard swats with the belt. Then I’ll suck you off on my knees. Finally I’ll get ready for work. You will remove the plug right before I leave for the day.

Each afternoon when I return, you’ll put the plug back in and give me 20 hard swats with the spoon. I will not be allowed tv or phone in the evenings but I will have extra chores to fill my time. At 9:00 each night, I’ll present my ass to you and ask you to please fuck it. You’ll remove the plug and fuck my ass for as long as you please. It’s often a long time considering you cum twice per day during this time. After you cum, you’ll put the plug back in and give me 20 more strokes with a paddle. Then I get corner time for 15 minutes. I reflect then on why free-use is important. Finally, I must kneel and apologize. Only once you feel I’ve apologized enough will you remove the plug. Then I am to shower and go straight to bed. I will not be allowed any pleasure or orgasms during the whole two weeks.

Anal only is a consequence I try hard to avoid, but it’s also very effective. It trains my ass to be more used to getting filled. And it reaffirms my role as your submissive and your free-use toy. For those reasons, I am thankful for this consequence. I am grateful to be able to provide you pleasure while I’m being punished.