I was super tired this afternoon because I had gotten up early to go swimming topless at the beach. So I was lying on the couch and texting with master, telling him how tired, but also horny and needy I was. He said that he would love to play with me too but not super long, since he was tired too.

The prospect of being allowed to play with myself gave me the energy I needed to get up and go to my room. I messaged sir to let him know that I was in bed now, to which he replied "what for?" I said that I thought we were going to play, but he said that he didn't tell me to get into bed and told me to stand up immediately. Then I made a mistake again.

Sometimes I forget how a slave should talk to its master. The bed was so comfy and I didn't want to leave it again, so I wrote back "Really?" Of course master wasn't pleased by that, and unfortunately there had been some other situations lately where I hadn't been on best behaviour.

So he told me that instead of playing with me, he was going to give me a reminder to put me back in my place, because I definitely needed it at that point. He said that I was going to get my nap, but it had to be on the floor, with my ankles and wrists tied, my pussy stuffed with a dildo and my ass plugged. And because that wasn't enough yet, he made me put deep heat on my nipples and clit and listen to porn, which I had suggested.

I tried to get comfortable on the floor, but I noticed soon that a slave doesn't deserve a lot of comfort. Lying there, super horny of course, my pussy getting so wet around the dildo that it started to drip a little, I started to think about my behaviour. Master was right, of course he was, I do forget my manners too often and don't show him the respect he deserves. Being a brat is fun, but being his slave, his object and his sex toy is my purpose and what fulfills me. My burning clit and nipples and the restraints reminded me of the power he has over me, even when he's far away at the moment. Then, after a while, I dozed off.