"I plan on caressing you slowly. Letting my fingers wonder around your naked body, until you can't take it anymore, all the while your hands are bound.. You will be blindfolded. After my fingers have wondered your beautiful body; my lips shall explore. I'll whisper in your ear what a dirty girl you have been. Then take my belt across that pale ass of yours and will turn it a nice rose color. The pleasure will be your heaven. The pain my desire."
The message says, as I read it in the airport waiting for my plane to board. I am dripping wet and can't do a damn thing about it. Master knows his slave all too well! I have been away from him for far too long. I miss his gentle yet brutal touch, the punishment he administers, his degrading, the gag in my mouth, and his teasing. I know what's in store when I gets back. His message was elegantly clear. I had broken a rule, but I didn't care. I craved his punishment and body. Suddenly a terrible thought popped into my head! What if that message was a ruse? Master has done it before to me and it made me go insane!
"Now boarding Flight 8907 from Portland to Chicago." A long trip back to Florida to ponder and fear the horrifyingly wonderful threat.
She should be boarding her plane now. Hopefully she got my message I want her mind distracted and her to long for my embrace to the point that it drives her crazy. I want her here now, but I have to wait a multitude of hours before I am able to see my sweet and delectable slave. She has been out of town on business and this is always when she misbehaves the most. It's almost always with women, as is her preference when she has had a few, and every now and then men. She has her rules and she knows them well, but she likes the punishment so she will break a rule every now and again. How do I know that she breaks the rules you might ask? Simple, she likes the consequences of her actions and calls me to let me listen in. Do I always punish her knowing that she broke the rules on purpose? The answer is yes. How you might ask? By ignoring her wants and desires. This drives her pass the point of insanity.
But this time is different, I have missed the way her ass turns different shades with each hit of my belt, the way she pleads for it to end, the sounds of her silent moans as she gets aroused more and more by the pain, and the shear way her body twitches with each hit. The feel of her hair gripped tightly in my fist, my teeth sinking into her soft flesh, and the way her pussy drips with each passing moment of me doing as I please. God it has been to long since my slave has been home but that all ends tomorrow.
The hour has come! My slave's plane has landed and I am at the gate to pick her up. Her face lights up as I catch her gaze. I try my hardest to keep my delight off my face. She is a vision of ecstasy. Her radiant blonde hair and her tan soft skin. She struts her way over to me puts down her bag, and wraps her arms around my neck. Gives me a firm kiss on the cheek. I in turn give her a firm embrace still trying to hide my glee. I kiss her soft lips. I pull back and stare into her blue eyes they capture me. Her voice frees me from their spell, "We have to go collect my bags." I nod and take her bag in my hand. I hold my other arm out for her to take. She wraps herself around my arm, and rest her head on my shoulder. A gleeful smile across her face. I ask her to tell me about her trip as we wait for her bags to come on the conveyer belt.
After waiting a few moments, the belt starts to move. A few bags later hers appear as if conjured up by our eagerness to be alone with each other. I take her bags in my hands and lead the way to my truck. Moments later we arrive at my truck, and I load her bags into the bed. She is behind as I lean over to place her last bag in the bed. She wraps her arms around my stomach and kisses the back of my neck. Tickling me and arousing me just a bit. I turn around to face her and give her deep kiss. Walking her to the passenger door. I break off the kiss and open the door for her. She puts on a face of happy disappointment and reluctantly gets in. I close the door behind her. I walk around to get in once I do that is when the real fun begins.
She sits there staring at me seductively biting her lip playfully. I want so badly to take her there and now, but alas I can't I remind her of this, "What are you doing?"
She replies with an innocent look, "Whatever do you mean?"
"You know what I mean." I declare, "We still have your punishment to take care of when we get home." My face twist into an evil smile.
As she responses, "I was hoping you would forget."
"Why would I forget my dear?"
She shrugs, "I don't know." Our conversation shifts back to her flight and she finishes her story of her trip. Along with various other topics. Her head is in my lap and she is teasing me. I have been running my hand through her hair and give it a good pull back. She smiles a devious smile I played right into her hands. Damn, its a good thing we are almost home. I pull the truck into the drive. We get out I grab her bags.
I tell her, "Go inside and get comfortable." She scampers off into the house with glee. This scares and thrills me. A moment after she went into the house I follow suit with her bags in tow. I take them to the room as I reach the bedroom I drop everything in stunned shock. Bent over naked on the bed there she is. My belt lay across her bare ass. Well so much for making her wait on her punishment. She may be the death of me but I love it. She presents me with an opportunity might as well take her up on it. I took up my belt and my position behind her. I raise the belt and bring it down furiously on to her sweet little ass.
As the belt hits across my bare ass, I let out a quick yelp. I plead, "Master I promise, I'll be good!"
As I hear those words I become erect, and reply gently in thy ear, "Four more for my misbehaved whore." To be sure my slave is silenced except for the sound of her breathing in exhilaration I put in the gag.
My mind starts to wonder as he places the gag around my face and into my mouth. The sensation of the anticipation starts to make my heart race faster and faster. As I lay across the bed, I turn my head trying to lock eyes on to him. Trying to predict what will happen next. Eyes being wide, I breathe out really deep. Shaking with anticipation.
Amused bewilderment clear across her face, and the tremble of her body I have her right where I want her. As I raise the belt to bring it down a second time. A lustful smile dances across my face. Fully erect as I look at my beautiful slave and the art I have created. Her once pale cheeks now a rosy red. Her once placid body trembling with anticipation. Her innocent eyes now wide and lusting staring into my soul. The belt meets her ass, "Thwack!" Her cheeks ripple growing a deeper shade red and her body recoils. "Three more," I say bringing the belt up again. "Thwack!" it sounds as it makes impact. "2 left," I say as I draw the belt back I pause and take a moment to enjoy the view of my slave's ass a bright red now and a glistening from her pussy. My smile deepens with renewed craze. "Thwack!" One left, but I rest the belt across her ass.
My mind wonders is he gonna be a generous master and not administer the final blow, or will he strike down with a furious vengeance. I look into his eyes and they say it all! Crazed and deadly they pierce my soul telling me exactly what is going to happen. The belt slides across my ass. As he draws his arm with the belt in tow slowly up.
My excitement builds as does her anticipation. My arm pauses at its pinnacle and then in an instant. The belt hits her ass hard "Thwack!!" It almost echos throughout the room. Her spankings are over yet she is not able to get up just yet. I drop the belt, and my lips and fingers start to explore. I remove the gag and kiss her gingerly with ravenous passion.
I start to slightly make small moans of satisfaction. Grabbing him by the face I bite the side of his neck to reissue the pain he faced me. Feeling his pulse and watching him squirm makes me feel so powerful at this moment. As he sits with his legs on the side of the bed. I get to my knees and start unbuckling Master's pants. Running my hands softly up his thighs. I lean over and breathe hot air into the bulge of his pants.
I moan deeply and lustfully forgetting the world around me. I have now become the slave. Slave to my desires and wants. Slave to my slave as she rises to the power of Mistress. But I have some fight left in me. I grab her by the hair and pull her face up to stare into my eyes. Bringing my lips down onto hers and work my way to her neck. My vampiric instinct takes over, but not fully giving her a firm euphoric bite. She moans right in my ear, and the taste of her soft radiant flesh is an aphrodisiac. Making me press my body deeply into hers. Her hands are fumbling with my pants button and zipper. I halt her hands assault on my pants by seizing both of her wrist in one hand. My free hand grabs the belt and uses it for shackles. I forcefully throw her over on her back to begin an assault of my own creation upon her naked flesh.
I glide my lips over her entire body stopping every now and then to bite and kiss. I make my way to her gushing pussy and tease it ever so slightly. Starting from the inner thigh near the knee of her right leg slowly kissing down to the valley, and hovering over her clit breathing ever so slightly. Driving her completely wild. "Why doesn't he just attack it? It is what I want!" her body language cries out to me. Then I move to inner thigh of her left leg. Slowly making my way up and back down. As I approach her pussy for a second time. I pause there for a few seconds. Slave thinks, "This is it I get what I want!"