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My offering for this week. The pairing is left open so you can imagine whoever you want here.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 400
Warnings: light D/s
He was in deep trouble. His Master was going to be home any minute and then he was going to suffer. He didn’t have many responsibilities but it seemed he couldn’t even take care of them properly. All he needed to do was to keep himself clean for his Master and be ready for his use. He had just bathed and was all ready for his Master except that he had lost his collar. He wasn’t supposed to take it off but he had thought it would be good to wash his skin also from under it so he had taken it off only for a while and now it was gone. He was sure he had left it on the living room table but now it was nowhere to be seen.
Then there were already noises of the door opening and he didn’t have any other choice than face his Master without his collar. He had no idea how to explain losing it so he just kneeled in the middle of the room, his head bowed and waited patiently. Finally the Master walked into the room.
"Boy, have you been a good boy in my absence?"
"Yes, Master."
"Boy, are you missing something you should have?"
"Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master."
"Boy, what has happened to your collar?"
"Master, I lost it."
"How can you loose something that should never come off from around your neck unless I decide to take it off?"
"Master, I wanted to be clean for you and wanted to wash even from under it. I only removed it for a minute. I swear I put it on the table but when I came back it was gone."
"It doesn’t matter what your motive was, boy. You knowingly disobeyed me and now you have to bare the consequences. You know what that means, don’t you?. Go prepare yourself. I will follow you in a minute."
"Yes, Master."
He gets up from the floor and walks to the playroom. The whole time he can feel his Master’s eyes watching him. The Master waited until the boy had disappeared before retrieving the collar from his breast pocket where he had put it when he had discovered it on the table when he first came back to the house, not that his boy knew that. Now it was time to teach his boy what happened when he disobeyed.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 400
Warnings: light D/s
He was in deep trouble. His Master was going to be home any minute and then he was going to suffer. He didn’t have many responsibilities but it seemed he couldn’t even take care of them properly. All he needed to do was to keep himself clean for his Master and be ready for his use. He had just bathed and was all ready for his Master except that he had lost his collar. He wasn’t supposed to take it off but he had thought it would be good to wash his skin also from under it so he had taken it off only for a while and now it was gone. He was sure he had left it on the living room table but now it was nowhere to be seen.
Then there were already noises of the door opening and he didn’t have any other choice than face his Master without his collar. He had no idea how to explain losing it so he just kneeled in the middle of the room, his head bowed and waited patiently. Finally the Master walked into the room.
"Boy, have you been a good boy in my absence?"
"Yes, Master."
"Boy, are you missing something you should have?"
"Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master."
"Boy, what has happened to your collar?"
"Master, I lost it."
"How can you loose something that should never come off from around your neck unless I decide to take it off?"
"Master, I wanted to be clean for you and wanted to wash even from under it. I only removed it for a minute. I swear I put it on the table but when I came back it was gone."
"It doesn’t matter what your motive was, boy. You knowingly disobeyed me and now you have to bare the consequences. You know what that means, don’t you?. Go prepare yourself. I will follow you in a minute."
"Yes, Master."
He gets up from the floor and walks to the playroom. The whole time he can feel his Master’s eyes watching him. The Master waited until the boy had disappeared before retrieving the collar from his breast pocket where he had put it when he had discovered it on the table when he first came back to the house, not that his boy knew that. Now it was time to teach his boy what happened when he disobeyed.