Her Dom was still asleep so Jenna snuck out of bed. She loved early mornings when she could relax and have a cup of coffee without him breathing down her neck. It was her quiet time to relax and read the paper. She slipped on a soft flannel gown thinking it would be a while before He was up and she wanted to be comfortable. She knew she was breaking a rule wearing clothes without permission, but she thought she knew his habits well enough to risk it. He would not be up for at least another two hours.  She was sitting in her favorite chair by the window when some one knocked on the door. She knew she wasn’t allowed to answer door either, but she did not want her Dom to be awakened. He was grumpy as a bear in the morning. Opening it she saw their neighbor Rob. She’d never actually met him as her Dom was very jealous of his property and didn’t ever let her show herself when someone was over.

“Ah you must be Jenna,” he said leaning nonchalantly against the doorjamb. “Mark has told me a bit about you, but not how pretty you are.”

Leaning over Rob ran his hand along the upper part of her breast. She jerked back quickly in shock. Turning to shut the door in his face she ran right into her Dom’s wide chest. He shoved her behind him toward bedroom. One look at his face and he knew she was in trouble.

“Can I help you Rob?” He said with deadly intensity.

Jenna didn’t wait to hear more; she quickly poured her coffee down the sink and returned to the bedroom to wait for His return. Quickly she took off her gown and kneeled facing the corner. She heard the door shut and footsteps thumping heavily toward the bedroom. He didn’t say a word but she heard him behind her breathing. Her heart was thudding loudly under her ribs. He picked up the gown and she heard a rip- pieces of her favorite gown floated around her. She said not a word, nor did she move. She was afraid to enrage him more. She heard him pacing back and forth from door to just behind her. Finally he reached down and yanked her head back painfully by her hair.

“What where you doing?” He practically growled.

“Please Sir,” she practically whined, “this girl apologizes, won’t ever happen again.”

Shoving her down, he said, “And we’re going to make sure it never happens again aren’t we?”

She didn’t respond, knowing that it wouldn’t matter if she did or didn’t when he was like this. She just hoped he’d get his anger out quickly before she really got hurt.

“Assume slave.”

She stood up and leaning over grabbed her ankles leaving her ass up in the air. This was a very difficult position to maintain and he hadn’t asked her to in a long time. She heard the sound of his buckling being removed and she cringed. She wanted to fall to her knees pleading, but knew the punishment would be even worse if he had to ask her to assume the position again. She’d barely registered the whoosh as the belt was whisked through the air before the pain of its hard slap across her buttocks shook her. Tears sprang to her eyes from the stinging pain. She knew his belt well- it was hand tooled, leather, very thick and wide, but it had been a long time since she had felt the pain it brought. Blow after blow rained down with barely a