Alex kneeled waiting at the foot of the bed for her to come in. She had left him there, collared, leather & buckled wrist restraints on but free, leather cock ring wrapped around his manhood, head bowed. She had promised him a surprise tonight.
She was such a good Mistress he thought as he adjusted his knees on the thick feather pillow his Desire laid out for him. Her discipline seemed harsh at times, making him suffer for want of her, but in the end she had taken him to places he'd never dreamed of before.
His cock hardened as he remembered the first time she had him completely subdued. He lay on the bed, spread eagle, chained, helpless and hard as a rock. She had blind folded him after binding him. He remembered the shock as the sensation of extreme cold touched the top of his foot. Slowly she left a blazing hot/cold trail up his leg, weaving from the outside of his thigh to the tender inside of his groin. Pausing momentarily to trace his balls with the lightest touch, water from the ice cube dripping slowly between his legs. God how he almost came when she reached his nipples and tortured them so sweetly. Then she was gone.
How intense his pleasure had been wondering what she would do next.
God, what would she have in store for today?
A few more minutes passed and he heard her coming down the hall to his room. Alex lowered his head but kept his eyes lifted so that he could see what she was wearing today. His first glimpse of his Desire was always the highlight of his sessions with her.
"Ah, my pet" Desire purred as she stood in the doorway, "it's time for more training."
A shiver ran up his spine as the image of his Desire was burned into his mind. Today she was in black leather. An erection was immediate as he gazed upon her.
Black leather calf high boots with 3" heels bringing her total height up to a 5'5". Black fishnet stockings hugged her shapely legs as they disappeared under the leather mini skirt. A matching halter top flaunted her perfect 36B breasts. The leather trench coat, open and draped along the curves of her body projected her aura of complete power.
And if she wasn't beautiful enough, today she wore long, straight, jet black hair - complete with a black leather cap adorning her head and in her hand was a leather riding crop.
"Rise and go to your bench, slut."
"As you wish Mistress." He responded then crawled on all fours over to his bench and assumed the position to wait for her to secure his restraints.
"Such a good slave. I'm in need of release slave." She said as she latched the sturdy restraints to the eyebolts on his bench. He was naked and the bench had been lowered so that he was lying on his stomach, knees on the padded foot board, arms extended and secured, and spreader bar now in place at his ankles. Shivering in anticipation.
"No gag for you today, luv. I want to hear you today. Today you will make me cum with your voice. Understand slut?" She barked as she straddled his lower back so that she could sit comfortably on him while she beat his helpless tender ass.
