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	she sits holding the phone. Her Master has hung up on the other end but she still sits holding it, not quite believing what has just happened. she so wants to please Him, to be a good submissive to Him, but it’s hard when they are apart. She had put the nipple clamps on as ordered. She had continued to stimulate herself, but after only ten minutes she came, she was so turned on. Her Masters had ordered her to continue for half an hour before she was allowed to orgasm, but after her Master had turned her on over the phone for the past hour, it was to much. she had not been able to last. She had lay there, her nipples crying out to her. She touched them, the pain was too much for her to take alone so she slowly removed them. The sensation of pain and relief, as the blood flowed back into her nipples had made her gasp. Master had ordered her to wear them for the half hour she was to stimulate herself, she was to focus on their relationship, the pain from the clamps was to represent the pain of their separate lives, the pleasure from her fingers working on her already highly stimulated clit, was to symbolise their love. She had accepted the instructions. She had been so turned on talking to her Master, playing with her own body as He had ordered, that when she placed the nipple clamps on just before her Master had gone, she had felt the delicious rush of pain. She had controlled her urge to orgasm there and then, but her Masters voice had been at the other end of the telephone and with His support she felt she could do anything. Alone it was so much harder. She bowed her head, she knew she was disobeying her Masters orders. She would tell him, there was no question of that. their relationship was based on honesty, it had to be. They were only able to meet for a few hours a week, they talked on the phone all the time, and met in the BDSM chatroom, the place where they had first met and of course they emailed each other. Beautiful romantic emails. She would tell him and ask for forgiveness, He is a kind Master, she knew He would not mind. But then the phone call. Just 10 minutes after he had hung up. He had caught her out. He somehow knew she had disobeyed. And now she was to be punished. She thought about her punishment, and smiled. He wont punish me, He will be a little angry but then she will smile at Him, give Him the sad eyes, do the "I'm sorry" bit. He will come round. She will say she has been so so sad after disobeying Him and that is punishment enough. Yes that’s it she knows her Master will accept that, He is kind and He loves her so much. She starts to think back over punishments she has had in her previous relationship. NO her Master would never do that to her. She feels a pang of fear at the thought of things in her past. NOT from her Master. He is a holding Master, a loving Master. She touches her nipples again, the clamps put back into place. Now the pain in her heart for disobeying her Master is greater than that of her pinched nipples. She had disobeyed, she must learn, be taught and yes she will accept what ever punishment her Master sees fit. He is the one training her to be the best she can be. She disobeyed a direct order, it can't be left unpunished. She will not try to get out of it, she will be grateful that He loves her enough to spend the time training her. She knows that to try to get out of the punishment is futile, that her Master is always one step ahead of her. she thinks of the last punishment, where her Master stopped her having an orgasms, keeping her on the brink, but not allowing her to cum. Yes that is what He will do. A vision of His leather belt across her backside, across her legs, as threatened in the e-mail of a few nights ago flashes into her mind. NO. Then she stops. If that is what He sees fit, then she will take it and thank Him for it after.She loves her Master and is proud to be His submissive. She must learn that she must obey Him even when they are apart.

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