"Take a hot bath and freshen up for me." You tell her. "I'll be home in an hour."
On your way home, just thinking about the plans you have for tonight gives you a raging hard-on. When you walk through the door, she meets you with your favorite cocktail, a vodka cranberry. Her hair still damp from her recent shower, her nude body glistening in the light, she wears nothing but a thin diamond studded collar, the one you had bought for her birthday last year.
You linger for a moment, enjoying your cocktail.
"Submit." you say.
Quickly she turns from you, standing up straight; she spreads her legs to just beyond her shoulders and places her hands, fingers locked, behind her back. You slowly move around her, looking her up and down. You love the way she looks in this position, her head held up, but eyes locked to the floor, her large breasts jutting out from her body, her sizeable ass just begging to be touched.
You deliver a light smack to her ass as you say "Released."
She jumps slightly from the smack and moves towards the kitchen.
"Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes Sir."
Before you arrive at your favorite spot on the couch she returns to you with a fresh cocktail.
'Good girl.' You think to yourself.
A short while later she returns, again, with a fresh cocktail.
"Dinner is ready Sir." She says.
You realize just how famished you are as your stomach grumbles. She follows you into the kitchen. As you sit down she quietly moves and kneels at your side. Well taught by you over the years, she knows better then to assume she will be dining with you. You begin to eat, enjoying your meal.
A few minutes pass and you ask "Are you hungry little one?"
"If it pleases You, Master" she whispers in reply. You feed her from your fork as she remains on the floor at your side.
"I'm going to freshen up. Clean up in here and then go to the den and get ready, I have plans for you tonight." You say as you move from the kitchen.
She quickly cleans the kitchen, and moves to the den. The den has always been the play room. Years ago you had modifications made, to suit the various activities you enjoy. The custom four post bed and a modified massage table are your favorite pieces.
Looking around she realizes the leather wrist and ankle cuffs are missing. 'They must be in the bedroom' she thinks to herself. Quickly she runs to the bedroom and finds them on the floor by the bed.
Moving back to the den she places them on the nightstand and drops to the floor, knees spread, arms behind her back, and eyes on the floor. A moment passes and no sooner then her mind begins to wander, your footsteps bring her mind back to the present.
You quietly move into the room. "Stand and submit." you say.
Quickly and silently she moves to the position. You move up behind her, your hands begin to explore her wonderfully curvaceous body. Your hands glide like feathers over her flesh, sending unimaginable sensations through her body.
"Bring me the cuffs." The tone of your voice confuses her, as you seem slightly upset, she ponders what she may have done wrong. Quickly she moves to the nightstand and returns to you with the cuffs in her hands.
Fastening them around her wrists and ankles, you waste no time and order her to the bed. "On the bed, belly up." Moving with her to the bed you fasten the cuffs to the short chains on each post.
You admire your slave, lying spread eagle, her arms and legs pulled taunt over the sizeable bed. You move to the chest of toys, her eyes glued to the ceiling, she wishes she knew what you were planning. You return to her and sensually slide the silky black blindfold over her eyes. You move back to the chest, all she can do is listen to you rumbling and rummaging around, gathering the necessary equipment for your plans.
"You have been such a wonderful slave to me little one, so tonight is not meant to be punishment, but simply a reminder of what can and will happen if you fail to obey me." You say, as you watch her body respond to your words. Her breath quickens slightly and you see her brow furrow in concern as to what will come.
You begin with the violet wand, one of your favorite toys. Slowly moving it over her body, she twitches and you can hear her breath continue to quicken as the tingling sensation starts to become more painful. You love seeing her body in this state, her muscles pulsing in reply to the wand, her skin just beginning to glisten as her mind attempts to keep her body calm for you.
You move away from her, picking up the electric dildo and coating it with the conductive lube. You climb on the bed between her feet, moving up to her body. Teasingly you move your hands over her mound, just one finger touching, light as a feather. Her body tenses and strains, trying to move closer to bring herself more pleasure.
You quickly smack her square on her pussy, and hard. As her yelp subsides you say "You know better then to move when my hands are on you slut! You will be punished for that later."
A quiet moan escapes her lips as she regrets her movements. Roughly you push the dildo into her ass. You had planned on playing with her more first, opening her a bit, but her disobedience has changed that. She looses her breath for a moment as the pain comes and passes.