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Master had been gone almost a week, and I was feeling sorry for
myself. I had not been allowed to go on the trip with Him because
I was being punished for mouthing to Him earlier in the week.

I had pouted and sulked alot the last few days, and then, in an
act to defy Him, I had gone and gotten my hair cut, knowing He
would be furious. I had also had my ears pierced again, and
without permission to do these kind of things i knew i would be
in trouble. Sometimes, i think my fiesty part does not let my sub
part think.

Master came home about 5 pm on a Friday night, and when He walked
in, I was waiting, in the kimono He loved so much,no panties or
bra, and sitting in the position at His chair He loved.

I heard him close the door, and my heart skipped a beat. I Knew
He most likely would be upset, and now regreted what I had done,
but that was all too late to worry over.

He came into the living room, and His smile quickly changed to
disbelief and then to anger in his face. “Why bree?” He asked
me. “Why?”

I sat there and lowered my eyes, trying to find words to explain
my total lack of obedience. “I don’t know Sir” is what i managed
to get out.

He stood like a tower …strong and not bending. Finally, He told
me to go and get myself dressed as we were going out to His
favorite D/s club.

I knew I was going to somehow pay for the wrath of this before
the night was over. I quickly changed clothes, and stood ready at
the door. Master came out of the bedroom and told me to go and
change the collar i had chosen, a simple almost necklace type,
for my training collar. With tears I did so, now humilated to
have to wear a beginners collar, and we drove without talk to the
club.

After we went in and sat at the table, several of Master’s
friends came over. Master was quick to tell them of my total lack
of obdience and defiance toward Him. I sat humilated and wishing
the night were over. But it had just begun.

Before long there were several Doms standing at our table, along
with several sub sissys. Master finally said…”Tell me what is
to be done with one who shows such defiance?” About 4 started
all talking at once, and what they were saying was not what i
wished to hear.

Master stood and called for John Ray…a “local” there at the
club and well known for his talents in many areas of training
subs.

When John Ray came over, Master quietly talked to him..as several
Doms who were close by began to laugh and stare at me.

Master turned to me and said “Get up bree”. I rose, but my eyes
were still downward. Master hooked the chain to my collar and
handed it to John Ray. “She is all yours.” I was terrified and
looked to Master to see if I could plead mercy…but He had turnd
his back on me. John Ray led me to the side of the club, and told
me to get onto the table there, and sit quietly. I was so
afraid, but did as told. The “table” was unlike the rest. It had
attachments on it with straps and even sliding leaf to make it
larger. I sat up straight, determined to not show fear to what
Master had in store for me. John Ray quickly had my wrists and
thighs in retraints, and then i realized what was going to
happen. Master came to stand before me, and quietly said,”Since
you are unhappy with your hair bree then perhaps you would like
more taken off.” With that John Ray came at me with clippers, and
i tried to free myself as a scream rose deep from within me. As i
cried and begged Master to stop, John Ray shaved completely one
side of my head. I watched the hair falling round me, and sobbed
begging Master to end this. The other Doms were laughing and
cheering.shouting of what a GOOD lesson this was.

When one side had been shaved, Master said “enough”. The clippers
went off, and i quietly now sobbed. Master quietly said,”now
bree, each time you look at yourself, you will be reminded of the
long hair, which i love, and the bald side…which is what YOU
did. I cried out i was sorry to Master, and prayed the lesson
done. But this night was not over yet.

Master told John Ray to continue with the lesson. Before I
understood, I was laid back and held by Masters arms at my
shoulders. John Ray came over and unbuttoned me blouse, and
exposed my breasts for all to see.”Continue” is all Master said.
John Ray came and stood above me, and pinched hard on my nipple.
Then I saw the needle. The one that was used to pierce things
that required a large hole. Master said,”Since you like piercings
so much bree….I will put one on your nipple that will not come
off. It will be sodered on, with a reminder to you from this day
forward you did not get permission to mar your body in any form
without first receiving permission from Me.”

The piercing was hot and i could feel my nipple being pierced. I
cried again and again, begging Master to do anytihng but this.
John Ray simply continued to do as Master had ordered, and within
a few minutes I had a very large, thick gold ring on my nipple,
that was sodered shut.

As i lay weeping, I was undone and felt Masters arms lift me up.
He carried me to the car, and drove home, still not speaking.

Master carried me into the house, and lay me on the couch. “I
want you to think of what you have done bree, and how you
humilated me in front of A/all by your actions. I can only hope
you have learned by this.” Then He went into the bedroom, and
closed the door. I lay the rest of the night in my tears, praying
for God to help me hush…and learn.

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