She sits and waits again for Him... His last words come back to her now as she sits waiting and wondering what will be His pleasure tonight. She smiles as she thinks of the pleasure He gives her. Her heart and mind reel with the promise of what is to come tonight.
Tonight He has told her she will get a big surprise. He said she has been good and He will reward her obedience and service with a special treat. She wonders now what that will be.
She sits now her mind wandering and her hands too, stroking over her own skin as she thinks of Him. The feel of her own hands excite her as she thinks of Him, almost as if His own hands touch her now. She sits back, her eyes closed now and her hands run through her hair and down her neck. Her fingertips lightly trace over her soft skin and trail down between her breasts. They linger there, nestled between them caressing the warm skin there.
She drifts off in her mind as she sits now, her hands caressing gently as she sits. She wanders inside of herself wondering dreaming of what will come to her tonight... What will He bring tonight for her she wonders... What will He dream up to pleasure her... Mmmm, the possibilities excite her as she dreams of special things.
She listens to the sound of the door as it opens and hears his footsteps as He comes down the hall. She glances at the door and sees Him standing there, a smile on His lips for her...His hands held behind Him as He hides His treasure there. She smiles at Him her eyes bright with the excitement she feels, childlike she begs Him to tell what He has.
He stands in the door and smiles at her, His heart aches to watch this woman so full of excitement and wonder as she begs to know what He has. He tells her to kneel for Him, to beg Him properly as a good slave should...
She slips from the chair she sits in to the floor and inches the way to His feet. She kneels in front of Him, her back straight and chin down, she sits back on her heels in front of Him, a slight smile sliding across her full lips. She sits kneeling there in front of Him, poised like a good kajira, waiting for her Masters word of release.
He pulls one hand from behind His back, reaching for her He gently lifts her chin until her eyes, sparking and full of the passion her soul holds, gaze into His own. He smiles down at her His eyes full of a lust born from the power and pleasure He takes from her. His heart aches at the thought of the pleasure to come tonight with her.
She looks up at Him, she craves Him stronger with every beat of her heart. She smiles as He smiles and between them they feel the pleasure as it stirs and rises from deep inside. Then He pulls from behind His back what He has been hiding....
She smiles as she sees what it is. A paddle made of red leather, a special one, so soft and supple it will be kind to her as she feels the sting of the pleasure it will bring as He uses it on her. The very center of the leather has been cut out in an "S" she will wear the mark of slave this night for sure.
He smiles at her as He slaps the paddle on the palm of His free hand. She hears the sound of it as it meets His skin and it makes her flinch. She smiles at the thought of it slapping against her ass...
She bows her head back downward again, still kneeling at his feet she begs now, "Please Master, Please...have Your way with me tonight" The smile on her lips gives her away, she has need for Him tonight more powerful than He knows. And she knows His need for her is just as strong, His need will drive Him tonight.
He looks down at her once more, and smiles, He tells her to raise her hands for Him... He reaches out and snaps the cuffs she wears together her hands bound together now He lifts her gently from the floor in front of Him.
As she comes to stand in front of Him He takes the paddle and rubs it gently up the outside of her arm, she shivers as the leather tickles her skin as it moves over her. Her breath catches in her chest as she smells the leather.
He watches her face, her eyes almost closing, her chest heaves once more and then He sees her body tremble ever so slightly. He knows she craves His touch, it is time...
He grasps her cuffed hands and walks backwards towards the bedroom, pulling her with Him as He goes. She follows Him, anxious to feel the pain and pleasure He will bring to her. Her mind racing her heart pounds in her chest as she nears the bed.