We have a light dinner with some wine and talk of the evening ahead, building the anticipation. While you clear the table I prepare the bedroom. Candles, incense, soft music. When you enter you see the restraints hung from the bed frame, the toys laid out nearby.
We've already set the rules for the evening; "yellow" means to slow down a bit, "red" means stop that and "watermelon" means stop everything now. You will only address me with those words unless spoken to first. You will answer me only with "Yes my lover" or "No my lover."
I sit on the edge of the bed and beckon you to me. Gently pressing on your shoulders I force you to your knees. "Your first duty tonight is to suck me," I tell you. "Yes, my lover," you answer and unzip my pants. You lightly kiss my penis, holding it gently the way you know I like it, slipping the head in and out of your mouth. I watch you at your task, enjoying the sight of my cock sliding between your lips. You look up at me and smile slightly, happy to be pleasing me.
I stop you, telling you to get up. You rise and I order you to undress for me. You obey, rapidly piling your clothes on the floor. Your body is so beautiful; it is almost a pity I must treat it so harshly. But that is your desire tonight as well as mine.
I lead you to the foot of the bed where the shackles hang waiting. In moments you are bound, arms and legs spred wide. A soft silk cloth covers your eyes, and now you are in my power. Your breathing deepens as you tense in your bonds, waiting.
I turn the music up a bit so you cannot hear my movements. I have my toys to prepare for you, and I want the suspense to heighten your other senses. Hot, cold, soft, hard, rough, smooth: so many sensations for you to experience. What will I choose for my slut tonight?
I start with nipple clamps, light pressure at first. Your nipples arouse me as they always do, you have such great breasts!! I lightly flick my tongue across one, squeezing your breast in my hand and apply the clamp to the stiff nipple. You wince and gasp at the pressure, at the surprise. I do the other nipple and you shudder slightly. A sudden slap on the ass brings a sharp cry from you. And another, then another. Such a gorgeous ass. Another stinging slap leaves a red handprint on your cheek. I take an ice cube and rub the spot with it, cooling the fire for a moment. But only a moment. The next smack is louder with your ass wet, and your back stiffens as the blow lands. I ask if you are alright and you whisper "Yes, my lover." You are learning well, and that pleases me. More spankings, more ice, and your ass is a deep red now. Such a lovely sight, it must hurt so.