As you walk in the door I slap your face
"How dare you, you bastard, you know that when you go out you take me with you. You do not pull anyone without me being there to enjoy it. Get down on your knees."
You kneel before me surprised at this change of roles but loving it.
"I'm going to do to you what you do to me, you cunt. By the end of this you will be worshipping me like you make me worship you."
I slip a leather collar round your neck and attach a chain to it.
"Come on doggy, follow mistress like a good doggy."
I walk in front of you my stiletto heels clicking on the stone floor. I open the door to the cellar.
"Go down the stairs backwards. I want you to look up at me while you do it."
As you start to work your way backwards down the stairs you obediently keep your eyes on me. I take off my silk blouse revealing a black leather peephole bra and as my skirt drops to the floor you gasp appreciatively at the long black leather boots and lack of panties. Once you're at the bottom of the stairs I command
"Stay."
and you obey.
I walk slowly down the stairs your eyes on me all the time. I pick up the chain again and lead you over to the wall.
"Good boy, now sit and stay."
I love having you obey my commands and have to stop myself from asking you to roll over or play dead. I sit on the large oak chair, casually putting a leg over each arm, spreading my pussy open for you to see. I still hold the long chain loosely in one hand.
"Strip."
And I watch as you slowly undress, I gasp with pleasure as I see your hard cock released from your jeans,
"Good boy."
I say with a smile once you are naked. I walk back towards you and as I get close your hands come up to touch me
"Bad boy."
I say slapping your hands away. I lead you closer to the wall and pull you to your feet with the chain. Pressing my body hard against yours I take each hand in turn and slip them into the manacles on the wall.
Once you are chained up I walk away to appreciate your helpless state. I am so wet I'm surprised it's not running down my legs. I return to the chair and collect the nipple claps and a long leather strip. I return to you swinging the leather strap as I go.
"How bad were you?"
"Very bad." you whisper.
"Good."
I reply as I bring the strap round hard against your stomach. God the noise it makes turns me on so much.
I take another swing at you and enjoy watching the welt rise across your chest. I run my hand over the wound and lean down to kiss it. You taste so good I work up your body to your neck. I nibble gently and then using my incisors bite down hard letting out a gasp of pleasure as I break the skin and leave two beautiful puncture marks. It feels so good I do it again and again working down to your nipples. They are so erect and feel so good on my tongue.
I stop myself from drawing blood there and instead attached the nipple clamps, running the leather strap between the rings attached to them. As I walk away the leather tightens pulling your nipples out. Once I at back at the chair I resume my previous position.