Things had gone smoothly for most of the evening until the last quarter when Andrew had come over to their table and more or less sat down pretty much uninvited. It had galled her but she had held her tongue until her Master had left and Andrew had made to her a suggestive remark along with what to her was also an unwarranted touch. Her response was immediate and for her harsh as she stood up and openly slapped Andrew hard across the face with enough force to knock him to the side and spill his drink all down the front of Him. Her immediate response was one of regret and she proffered up an apology to Him that was not accepted when her Master returned with fresh drinks for them. Andrew had stood up visibly upset and mortified by her actions and had at once demanded that she be dealt with within the groups protocols. Her Master had after the facts were presented agreed and it was decided that she would be punished the following eve with Master Andrew as witness. The arrangements were made and she & Master left and went home.

She sat in the small white ante room the following evening wearing the punishment gown prescribed by Master and waited. She dreaded this form of punishment having only had it applied twice in the 5 years she had been with Master, but dreaded it more this time as Master Andrew would be allowed to administer it under the watchful eye of her Master. The fact that He would be allowed to take her through the entire process from beginning to end did not sit well with her and made her flesh crawl. She sat and fidgeted with the draw string at the bodice trying to calm her heart & thoughts about what was to come when she heard the distinct footsteps sounding across the marble floor that led to ante room and then the punishment room. Master had deemed this room for that as it served two functions, the ante room for her to sit in quiet and contemplate her actions and the punishment room beside it where the results of her actions would be dealt with. With a rattle of the key the door was unlocked and both Master & Master Andrew stood in the doorway a slight leering look across the face of Andrew as Master stepped into the room followed by Andrew, walking to her and with a snap of his fingers she rose hands behind her head bowed.

“Now tell me,” he said “what have you to say about your behavior the other night then Miranda, toward Master Andrew here, eh” He finished eyes upon her. She stood head bowed listened to his words thinking of a response that would appease Him but could find none as her dislike for Andrew was that intense, but instead opted out for the truth as she saw and felt it, knowing that it would put her in further disfavor of Andrew and possibly garner further punishment from Master, but if nothing else she had been taught by Master to be honest and speak her mind and she was about to. She looked up at Master, her small pink tongue flitting quickly between her soft lips then in again, eyes on him as she spoke, “Master, I will accept my punishment as you dictate, but I will never wish or desire to curry favor or desire with Master Andrew.” He listened to her his eyes searching hers, then nodded when she was done saying, “ Very well then Miranda I will accept this from you as I know your heart and mind and you do speak the truth as you see it and I respect that. However you did break protocol and you are aware of the consequences of that and also aware that as a Master I cannot allow such while you are under my hand.” Miranda listened to him as she stood straight and proud, said “Yes Master I do.” Then bowed her head as He stepped aside, speaking to Andrew quietly. Inwardly Miranda shuddered at the very thought of this man touching her but then looked up and turned to her stoic resolve deep in her, faced them and waited.

Master Andrew nodded to her Master then stepped up to her giving her a smile that she found unpleasant and a touch that made her flesh crawl as she felt His hand slip about her arm, turning her toward the door of the ante room and the few steps to the punishment room saying softly to her as they walked that He would derive great pleasure from this. She walked the few feet to the door hearing His words making her mind focus on her resolve to see this through and put it and Master Andrew behind her. Miranda closed her eyes for a brief second focusing on her internal core then opened them as they stepped up to the punishment room and Master unlocked it opening it and stepping aside allowing Master Andrew & Miranda to enter the room first.

It stood large and imposing off to the side of the room just in front of the two barred windows, light pouring in illuminating the device clearly. It was a large heavy cast iron wheel held in place atop two very solid concrete pillars and it was imposing to see and it was functional. Miranda took one look at the device, shuddered inwardly as she felt herself being led across the room to it, then around behind it, the hand of Master Andrew gripping her arm firmly, hearing the Master close the door with a soft thud, the silence of the room suddenly seemingly to be overwhelming. He let her go and moved to the wheel, unlocked it and turned it so the restraints were set to receive first her wrists then her ankles, unlocking them, then locked the wheel and turned back to her as Master pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the wheel to see in plain view her punishment yet able to view the proceedings behind the wheel.

Master Andrew stood in front of her His eyes on her face reached up and caressed her cheek then slipped down to the draw sting on the front of her bodice, giving it a slight tug, as she lowered her head, her mind racing as she felt His touch on her flesh the tie coming loose as the string slipped through the stays and opened up more allowing the front of the gown to slip from her shoulders a bit shuddering slightly as he felt his fingers slip into the shoulder straps of the gown, grip them and gently yet firmly work them from her shoulder the material slipping down over the fullness of her ample breasts, down, shuddering again slightly eyes closed as she felt His hands touch the flesh of her sides and hips as He worked the gown from her letting it fall in a pool at her feet then stepping back to admire her His eyes roaming over her slowly taking in the beauty that was Miranda. In His mind Master who owned her was an extremely fortunate man indeed who had captured this beauty her charm and class evident by everyone who had met her and knew her. He looked a few more long seconds then stepped up, took her arm and turned her saying in a low whisper, “Turn Miranda.”

She had stood silently as she undid the draw string, stood silently feeling His touch on her flesh, stood silently as she felt the gown slipped from her shoulders, slid down over her breasts, down past her soft smooth belly, shuddering softly, her heart and mind racing, down over her hips and to pool at her feet, then stepping from it as she felt Him take her arm hearing His words, she obeyed.

She felt herself turned than made to step back feeling her wrist being pulled up, a slight gasp escaping from her soft mouth as she felt the coldness of the iron touch her flesh, never she felt had she gotten used to it, gasped again as she felt Him slip the restraint about her wrist, the coldness of it making her quiver, then again feeling her arm raised up the feel of the cold iron on her wrist, the bite hard of the restraint as He enclosed it. She gasped a bit louder this time as she felt the wheel being drawn up by Him, felt the cold iron support dig into the tender flesh of her shoulders, shuddered, a soft gasp escaping from her as she looked down at Him as He went down on one knee grasping her slender ankle moving her leg apart and securing it to the fixed shackle on the wheel then closing it over her ankle doing the same with the other. She watched as he stood up His dark intense eyes on her as He stepped back to the wall, reached for and pressed the button, the room instantly filled with the sound of water running. Under the wheel there was a large wooden tub that was fed by a pipe that pumped cold water into it from the artesian well somewhere on Masters property. To Miranda the sound of running water had always made her feel unsettled and now secured to the wheel for the now third time the sound of the running water as it echoed about the room made her feel more unsettled and filled her with seemingly more dread. She let her head fall back, eyes closed internally steeling herself for soon what was to come hating this, her intense dislike for Master Andrew growing.

The sound of the running water slowing to a trickle then stopping brought her back, lifting her head up eyes opening to meet His leering glare, blinking as she saw Him step closer to her His hand reach out and cup her breast giving a firm squeeze then quickly letting His hand slid down her breast, thumb & finger closing over her semi erect nipple giving a firm yet tight roll to it then a hard tug as He smirked at her, then let go stepping back His finger moving to the button saying quietly with a decided smirk.

“I asked for 8 turns of the wheel Miranda but your Master said 3 was suffice, I did not concur but will accept that from Him.” Then with a almost cockeyed smile on His face He moved closer His voice lower almost a whisper as He spoke, “If it were me I would have you flogged severely and then put on the wheel for many turns, but alas it is not my dictate precious Miranda.” He concluded His hand reaching to caress her soft cheek then slip away as he turned to press the button on the small white panel on the wall.

She lifted her head up looking at Him the dislike in her eyes for him not secret anymore, and then bit her lower lip as He reached over and pressed the button to start the wheel. She heard at first the click of the button, followed almost immediately by the low soft hum of the enclosed motor as it built in speed and pitch, her eyes closing, her small fists clenching, unclenching as she steeled herself for this, letting out a gasp as she felt the pitch of the motor changed and then the sudden jolt as the wheel was moved up in a arch positioning her at the top of the wheels apex. She stayed there, her heart racing as she blinked looking down at Master as He sat in the chair, seeing out of the corner of her eye now the shadowy figure of Master Andrew as he stood just off to the side, closing her eyes again as she seemed to hang there for to what her seemed an eternity, then let out a broken shrill gasp, blinking as she felt the wheel jolt again to begin the downward turn of the three cycles that Master had ordered for her punishment.

The wheel started its downward traverse, Miranda feeling herself tensing up more as the wheel made its slow descent, the shackles on her ankles tightening to compensate for her weight positioning as the wheel did its slow descent.

She watched the room move at an odd angle to her as she was carried down on the wheel everything upside down, Master sitting in His chair observing very carefully her punishment the strong consolation she had was knowing that He would never allow anything to happen to her under any circumstances, period. She blinked her eyes again as she saw the wooden tub of water came into view shaking a bit now as she slowly moved toward it feeling that gut tightening unease over take her a she drew in a large gasp of air, closed her mouth and her eyes as she felt her head being immersed in the cold water then felt with definite heart stopping “thunk” the wheel stop.

Miranda felt the water cover her head, shoulder and breasts, felt the coldness of it engulf her making her shiver almost uncontrollably, knowing that she could not lift her head up from it, knowing that she would have to hold her breath for that 45 seconds of time that Master had set the dwell on, knowing that by the way and manner she was splayed on the wheel that by the third time her entire body would be taxed and that the 45 seconds on the last turn would be the hardest to do. She dared not open her eyes finding that instead by keeping them closed she retained a semblance of control over her punishment which made it in a slight way easier for her to contend with something she had never told Master nor would out of respect for Him. The coldness of the water had always amazed her, something that she never got used to even when she would drink the water from the tap and now, again being immersed so in it she felt that same awe of it. She waited ticking off in her head the seconds as she felt, then on her count of 38 she felt again the sudden lurch as the wheel was moved, drawing her head & shoulders from the coldness of the water, allowing her to exhale, then gasp as she sucked in air shuddering, feeling her entire body being drawn through the cold water brought up to the apex of the wheels height then stopped. It was here that now she felt the chill setting in, the coolness of the room adding to the coldness of the water making her start to shiver as she hung there for what seemed her an eternity then the sudden jolt of the wheel as it started to descent for the second time. Miranda’s heart raced and again she steeled herself for the process to come.

At the end of the third evolution as she was drawn up from the coldness of the water, the wheel stopped, as she gasped for air as, her eyes opened to see the countenance of Master Andrew in front of her as calmed and breathed a bit easier, seeing the leering look of satisfaction on His face, His eye searching hers as he stepped to her, went down on one knee and undid each ankle letting her feet come to rest on the coldness of the stone floor watching Him stand up again His eyes searching her, seeking something that she could see and sense He wanted , looking back at Him her expression flat and almost devoid of any sense, certainly none that she would give to Him at all as He reached up and released her slender wrists from the restraints allowing her to step away from the coldness of the wheel turn and walk to where her Master was sitting kneeling a she shivered slightly from the coolness of the room, head bowed, legs parted palms up as she waited for His words of release from her punishment.

He had sat and kept a vigilant eye on the proceedings making very sure that the Punishment was carried out to the letter and that resolve was put to this and put behind His Miranda. He watched a she came from behind the wheel and knelt assuming the position, looked down at her His eyes traveling over her soft curves and supple flesh smiling slightly as he spoke, “ What have you to say to Master Andrew, Miranda.” His eyes attuned to her awaiting her response. She knelt in her own inner quietness hearing Masters Words then lifted her head slightly and spoke in her slight soft voice, “Master this one is sorry for having dishonored you in such a manner and will strive very hard Master to not repeat such again.” She ended letting her head bow again. He listened, nodded His head then said, “And of Master Andrew, what have you to say to Him?” She listened again then lifted her head slightly turning it His way and saying in a soft voice, “I am sorry Master Andrew, for the dishonor.” then turned away, lowered her head awaiting Masters Order. He stood up stepped to her touched the top of her head bending to her ear and saying quietly, “ Your dismissed Miranda.” then stepped away from her and over to Master Andrew talking in almost whispers.

Miranda gracefully stood up picking her gown up as she did faced the door and walked silently out of the room feeling the warmth of the hallway as she made her way to the stairs and a hot soak in the tub sought most assuredly now, a slight smirk came across her pretty features as she recalled the look of disappointment on Master Andrews face as she had come up after the third and final evolution, a look that informed Him that she had given Him of His loss as she had completed as her Master had asked the punishment meted out to His satisfaction and His alone. She climbed the stairs and made her way to the Masters Bed chambers, drew the bath went to the small adjoining room, putting 2 glasses in the chiller, took out a bottle of Masters favorite wine then went back to the tub, tested the water, a soft smile on her face that she knew that she would make things up to her Master as He had always allowed and she had always done. It was the very reason He was her Master. She slipped quietly into the warm water of the tube letting her heart and soul unwind, her mind float away and the warming waters soothe.