He was on his hands and knees, like a dog.
"Swish!" Even though the miniature whip was only 15 inches long, I knew that it stung like hell when I lashed him with it across his bare buttocks.
"You'll do what I say, when I say it!"
"Yes, Mistress." He whined a little but knew better than to argue with me.
"Come over here, I want to go for a horseback ride."
He dutifully crawled across the garage until he was sideways in front of me. I threw my leg across him and lowered myself on to his back until I was sitting on his middle like I was sitting in a saddle. I leaned back a little and gave him another whack on the ass with the whip. I balanced myself with one hand on his shoulder blades, leaving the other, with the whip, free.
"Gettyup." I knew that his cock would be as hard as a rock; it always was when we played this game. I wrapped my legs around his waist so the heel and sole of my bare foot would come in contact with it as we moved around the garage. I was right, it was rock hard! I rubbed it with my foot a couple of times to make sure I had his attention. I wondered if I could make him cum that way. I wish I had a picture of me sitting on him, nude, with his solid penis sticking straight down like a horse.
"Mistress, can we go inside? The concrete is cold and very hard on my knees."
"Yes, but I'm not dismounting. Be very careful that I don't fall off or I will whip you again."
I clinched my legs hard around his middle but still had to help him a little as he negotiated the three steps up from the garage floor to the kitchen. We crawled across the kitchen to the carpeted dining room. I balanced myself with my left hand on his shoulder, leaned back and gave him another little switch with the whip.
"Ouch, now where to, Mistress?"
"Into the bedroom and be quick about it! Look what you have done to me! You've made my pussy sloppy wet with your game." That was the truth. I could feel the juice from my snatch all over his back. "I want you to clean me up. Take me to my bed."
He did as I instructed. I dismounted and sat on the very edge of the bed, my legs spread wide with my heels still on the floor. "Now, come and obey me, lick me clean and don't miss anything!"
Like a submissive servant, he crawled over to me and, still on all fours, gently touched my cunt with his tongue. "Hurry up, I don't want to get pussy juice on my bed." Although he was sucking and licking for all he was worth, I knew it was a lost cause, because the faster he lapped, the better it felt and the more liquid I made. I just sat there and enjoyed it for a few minutes before I said, "Let me move further up on the bed so I can lay back."
