A Day To Remember Part 2 by Steven

This is the second part of a Trials Punishment (Guilty of being on the victorious subs' "Name that Tune" team)
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Last week's Confession:  Puppy had been sent to his room to await further instructions from his Mistress after she had explained to him that he will be trying something new and that this day would be a day to remember.

Part Two

He placed the apron back behind the door before he put his head in his hands. Despite his best efforts he knew that his one small mistake was going to be paid for somehow.... but how?. She said that it would be something new.  Something unknown...

The excitement and nervousness flowing through him at this point was incredible.  He began pacing slowly back and forth across his room wondering what it could be.

"Puppy, i can hear you up there.   Calm down" she shouted

He knew that his pacing would be uncontrollable and since the excitement was killing him, he knelt down in his Mistress's preferred kneeling position for him -- on the cushion close to the bedroom door.

A few moments later he heard Her begin to come up the stairs. His ears perked up and his smile grew wider...eager like a dog upon hearing its owner's car door shut as she returned home from work.

"I'm glad to hear that you have settled down, but I was actually quite enjoying the fact that you were squirming up here, Puppy.  I'm going to place you in your cage for a while and let you ponder further.  I'm nice like that, aren't I?."

He simply replied "Yes Mistress"

His cage was a custom build, put together by one of his Mistress's other pets, a skilled designer and craftsman, of wood. It was a good two meters in length and one meter in width. A thin red cushion ran its length, and it opened and locked from the top.  The only position possible whilst in this cage was on all fours.

He stepped inside and assumed 'the position', awaiting the sound of the door shutting and of the lock sliding into place. It was always a shock when he felt the initial brush of cold steel against his back, but this soon left his mind. He raised his head to see out of the cage.

"I'm going to place a few items in front of you here, Puppy. Your cage will give you some nice thinking time to ponder some possibilities."

He nodded intently before replying "Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress"

She laid the following items out neatly in front of him:

One blindfold
One ball gag
One set of cuffs
Two zip-lined rows of pegs (each containing six pegs)
Two wax candles and a lighter

"I'll be back in a while.  Just remember, Puppy, that If you do good for me, I'll be inclined to reward you and perhaps also I will forget your little mishap earlier."

He didn't know how long he would be left to ponder and to wonder, The hourglass of excitement and nervousness seemed to turn in the favor of nervousness. He of course knew what each item was used for, but how would she use them -- and where would she use them?

What felt like an hour passed.  He didn't know for sure...

He heard the door unlocked above him. "Okay! Out you get, Puppy!"

He stood as instructed and stepped out of the cage, placing his hands behind his back. He stood in a complete state of vulnerability -- just as she liked him to stand.

She grinned.  Then her soft yet commanding voice said..., "Someone seems to be happy to see me, Puppy."

Her gaze was focused directly on his throbbing hard cock. It was good that he was naked because his clothes would have had a tough time attempting to keep it contained.

He had been hard the whole time he was in that cage, his perverted mind continually crawling with ideas. Any state of mind that he was in was, of course, intended by his Mistress.

She pointed at the floor without saying a single word.  He instantly took his place, kneeling in front of her. She attached the leash to his collar and the cuffs to his wrists before leading him out of the bedroom.

"Now, Puppy, you know that I have had this room locked for a good week or two whilst work has been on going. You'll be happy to know that the work is now complete."

She proceeded to pull the tape covering a sign on the door, revealing the words "Correction Room".  She entered, with her Puppy following close behind.

After entering the room, She yanked the leash upwards signaling to him that he should stand. He stood up and looked around. His jaw dropped, Every corner of the room, every single inch, was arranged cleverly -- organized but not cluttered.  It was obvious to him that this had been custom-made for her needs.

The center of the room was bare (or so it appeared).  A strong steel hoop was fixed to the ceiling. She attached both cuffs above his head through the hoop. He was nicely secure, tight and not going anywhere soon.

"You've seen enough for now, Puppy", she smiled.

As she tied the black blindfold at the back of his head his last sight was that of complete delight written all over his Mistress's face.

He then only heard her heels -- tapping against the floor as she walked around him. He tried to keep track of where she was in the room; it was no use.

She would pause nearby for a moment and then trace her nails across his chest (or back) every so often, and then grope his ass or slap his erect cock.

His moaning becoming louder and more frequent. He replied to every slap with a groaned "Thank you, Mistress."

"I've heard enough, Puppy," she said placing the trusty leather ball gag into his mouth.  She fastened it with the buckle at the back of his head, nice and tight.

"Ah, that's much much better. Now I said that I wanted to try something new with you, Puppy...."

He drooled and responded in the best possible way "mshlurp yesh Mishtresh".  Her infectious laugh pealed out, obviously caused by Her pet's predicament.

His sense of hearing had been heightened by his loss of sight.  He clearly her pick up the two zip-lined rows of pegs. He remembered every last detail of those pegs as they had been part of his only possible visual memories of the past two hours.

Each row of string contained six wooden pegs with metal springs.  The loose ends of the rope had been tied together.

She traced her nails down his chest and onto his cock for a while longer, bringing the nerves to the forefront.  She then began placing the pegs.

As she placed each peg, he shuddered as he felt the initial sting.  He then, attempting to manage the pain, replied to her with a progressively aching "Thank you, Mistress"

From what he could feel, the pegs had been placed in two vertical lines beginning at each nipple before running down towards his lower half.

Once all twelve pegs had been placed She decided to resume pacing the room, leaving him to squirm for a little while longer. His head tilted back as he embraced every last ounce of pain.  He moaned further and deeper.  He was however unable to beg because of the gag, She grabbed the tied ends of the rope and tugged softly, teasing him, between her bursts of pacing.

"I have already learned today that you are quite a pain slut, Puppy.  This pleases me."

She then yanked the zip-lines from his body with one swift, strong motion;  his body kicked back before he let out one big groan.

"Owwwww! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Oh," she said, "we're not done just yet. Gather yourself together and hang in there." She laughed.

The only other items not yet used were the two wax candles.  These were the things he had questioned the most in his thoughts.

Another few minutes passed......

He heard the click of the lighter.  He could only imagine what was happening; this was driving him crazy., A second click. Both candles were now lit.  The tapping of her heels began once again. He suspected that this time it would  be different.

She resumed teasing him in his sensory deprived state.  She drifted the candles up close to and across his body. He flinched several times as he felt the heat.

"Place your feet flat on the ground, Puppy.  Then lean back slightly, and remain that way until i tell you differently."

He did as he was told.  He arched his back slightly placing his feet at an angle in front of his body as if he were a backslash on a keyboard.

She stroked his cock a couple of times to ensure it was fully alert -- before slapping it firmly.

"Good boy." she said in a pleased tone.

The candles had been burning for quite a while at this point.  It was time for this experience -- completely new to him --  to commence. He now knew what would happen but he couldn't even begin to imagine how it would feel.

She gently poured the hot wax up, down and across his firm shaft. Each drop stung before settling into blissful pain. His body was positioned in such a way that his cock acted as a shelf containing the wax.

He felt it harden, firmly encasing his shaft in its grasp. She then removed the blindfold from his eyes to allow him to see the hot mess she had created below him as well as a huge grin upon her face.

Finally she removed his ball gag.  This release was followed by a trail of drool and with relief.

"You won't forget my morning routine in the future will you?"

"No, Mistress.   I won't make the same mistake again." he promptly replied.

She let him down from the steel hoop, then  motioned for him to hug her. It was a huge reward and was extremely meaningful to him.  She did not over-use this and it signified just how special the moment was.

He knelt in front of her and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling in close.. "Thank you for the happiest day of my life, Mistress."

She patted him on the head gently. "I told you it would be a day to remember, Puppy."

The End.

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I just wanted to add a note to say that Miss Noirran has been the most influential person in my life. Many things are better for me as a result of knowing her and i will always respect and admire her. I have made positive life changes to ensure my quality of life is better than it was.  I did them as a result of having her backing me throughout.

She has always been totally open and honest with me.  That is something i can't say has been too common a theme over the years;  she will always hold a special place in my heart.

Today we spoke and she decided that it was best if we change to a friendship status. She has always had my best intentions in mind. Thinking things through logically she felt that we would be better as friends -- a decision i respect.

I'm fighting back tears as i write this but i don't want this to be viewed in a negative light. It is the opposite of that.  It's a very positive thing.  To have a life long friend such as Miss Noirran means an awfully lot to me.   I will be eternally grateful for everything she has done and I remember lots of great memories.

Thank you so much for everything.

Steven