Sitting there naked and exposed, Master D looking straight at me with those confronting eyes, everybody else in the room quiet and still waiting for the decision, waiting for the punishment of pups.
I felt as if I wanted to scream, to yell at them tell them that it was not my fault, tell then that they too played a part in this and it was not just me, yet it was me. I had created this, I was the one responsible for the case, and I now had to accept whatever punishment Master D and Ms D deemed appropriate.
As I looked over at Master D, I felt the fear build deep inside of me, I already new what my punishment was, I had created it outside it the hallway, I had wrote down exactly what was going to happen. I was going to be sent home, I knew that this was the end of the relationship as we all knew it, it was the end of puppygirls ownership.
However I just sat their daring Master D to do his worst, even though this fear of loss and abandonment was growing inside me I knew it had to be this way. Embracing this punishment accepting the rejection was the final step of my training as a submissive, I had to be taught this lesson to continue on this journey, pups journey of life...
