Sir refers to me as his saucebox— his sassy little imp— and, for the most part, he tries to harness that side of my personality rather than quashing it. Lately, however, I’ve been sassier than he will tolerate, so it was not a surprise when, almost as soon as I came over on Friday, he had my cuffs and ball gag handy as he took off my dress.
I was expecting to be reprimanded; perhaps hog tied on the bed while he finished up his work, but that wouldn’t be so bad. I would still hold his attention, struggling on the bed beside of his desk, moaning at my discomfort— I could make for some convincing theatre. He may even be so aroused by my struggle, I thought, that he decides to fuck me before we meet our friends at the movies. But, of course, that’s not what happened because, for any idea I might have, he’s already ten steps ahead.
After undressing me, he opened the door to his closet, which is usually cluttered with miscellaneous belongings, to reveal an empty space, a chair, and a sign which read “The Saucebox.” He ushered me to the seat, cuffed me to the closet rod, and gagged me. He explained to me that he had some calls to clients left to make, and that I was to sit in quiet contemplation on my submission until he was done with work. Then he shut the door.
Eventually he opened it to check on me, still on the phone with a client. He made hand signals to ask if I was okay. Though my hands were starting to tingle from being too short for my bondage and I was drooling all down my breasts, I shook my head in the affirmative. He left the door cracked open enough so that, when he leaned back in his office chair, he could flash a smirk to his property stowed away in the closet.
After about half an hour, he unfastened my cuffs and removed my gag. I was even allowed to put my legs together while he massaged the sensation back into my hands. He explained that this was only the first phase of his so-called “Saucebox Plan” to correct my errant behavior, but I’m hoping that the omnipresent threat of this time out will keep me from encountering the unknown Phase Two.
