Taking his calloused hand in her's she led him into the room. Pausing next to the bed she gave his hand a squeeze before releasing it. "Strip."
Obediently he began to remove his clothes, lifting his shirt over his head as she dropped back onto the bed watching with a gentle smile. As the clothes dropped to the ground revealing the smooth surface of of his well muscled body she began to hum softly.
When he stood before her naked she met his eyes before leaning forward to place a gentle kiss against his navel. He shivered at the light touch.
"Kneel pet."
Dropping down to his knees brought them eye to eye and she stroked his cheek softly.
"Left wrist." He brought it forward as she picked up one of the cuffs resting next to her on the bed. Wrapping the leather around his wrist and pulling the strap tight, then placing a kiss on his palm.
"Behind your back. " Tapping his left wrist firmly. "Right."
He brought his right hand forward for similar treatment again earning a kiss on the palm and the tip of tongue.
"Hands behind your back, eyes forward." Rising to her feet, the heels of her boots making indents in the carpet she moved around behind him, a collar trailing from one hand.
Bending forward she placed a kiss on his shoulder before bringing the thick padded collar around to encircle his throat. Bringing the ends together and feeling the pull across his throat, the tug as he swallowed, muscles contracting. Allowing him to feel her control in the physical pressure.
"Close your eyes" The smooth silk of the blindfold pressed against his lids. Taking his sight and placing him in a place where sensation took the fore. A hand to the back of his head forcefully lowered his chin towards his chest. Her words whispered next to his ears, "Don't move and not a sound."
Coming to stand before him, running one nail from his shoulder down to the center of his chest, then pressing in with all four and digging deep, leaving pretty red marks behind.
"Be a good boy pet, and you get to come. Bad boys..."
The sound of a crop landing on the shiny vinyl of her knee high boots cracked through the air.
Taking her time circling him, his head bowed, lowered to his knees
A gentle touch here, the press of nails, the slap of a palm, until she came to stand in front of him. He felt her presence sucking the air from the room. Another shiver as the cool air moved against his over heated skin.
The tip of the crop ran up the length of his manhood, coming to rest on the head...
"Left hand pet, play with yourself for me."
He moved slowly wrapping his fingers around the shaft, careful not to knock the leather away from his flesh. A moan began to build in his chest. The crop flicked forward against his left forearm. "Switch hands." Releasing his shaft he brought his right hand around, replacing the left. Starting again, palm moving faster. Again a gentle touch along his chest, tracing the flex of his arm as he worked himself
The sting of the crop along the back of his right hand. "Switch." Left taking over the movement. The blows became more frequently. The right thigh, the left hip, shoulder, chest.
"Switch."
Back and forth, alternating hands. Until his Mistress came to stand behind him and the blows increased in intensity. His breath was heavy. So close...
As she moved in behind him, pressing herself to his back, lips at the base of his neck. "Switch." He groaned as the change broke his rhythm. Soft lips, the tip of her tongue, and then teeth digging deep and sharp as he came. A moan pushing past his lips. Riding the high of his release feeling her hands on his skin, calming and sweet. Then the pressure of the collar being gripped and pulled tight. A teasing voice in his ear, warm breath against his skin. "Did you have permission to come?"
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