He enters the room silently. I can sense my Master's presence. He is the air that I breathe, the food that I eat, he sustains my life. I am naked and kneeling on a pillow as I have been for what seems like an eternity. "Hello my little one." Just his voice makes me shiver. "I have been waiting for you Sir." I say. He walks silently behind me so that he may run his hand through my hair; this sends shivers through my body. He places my formal collar around my neck and cuffs on my wrists.
"Rise my little one."
"Yes Sir." Doing as bid I rise up to the relief of my knees and legs. He reaches down to fondle my hard nipples which pulls a moan from my lips. My One knows what pleases both of us.
"Did you miss me?" he asks.
"Always Sir." I answer
"Let's see how much you missed me." He says as his hand slides down between the lips of my freshly shaved cunt. He finds me wet from his touch and he snickers. "You feel like you wish for your Master to please you." He whispers.
"Whatever pleases you Sir." I say with my head bowed.
*SMACK* I feel the sting across my backside. "That pleases me." is his response.
"I am going to warm your rear and anything else that I want to do you will be done because you belong to me! Do you understand little one?"
"Yes Sir." I fear what may be coming for his interests are varied and all excite me.
He bends me at the waist placing my elbows on the window sill. He begins smacking my ass with his hand first. 10, 15, 20...o the beautiful pain. He abruptly stops and my un-asked question is answered when I feel the ice. It takes my breath. I feel the ice rubbing all over my ass roaming lower until I feel him slide it between my cheeks to tease my asshole with it. He then slides it lower yet to my dripping wet pussy, the heat has it rapidly melting and he sets it aside.
"Not yet little one." He chuckles. "There is much more to come."
"Yes Sir. Anything for You sir."
I hear him step away from me and over to the armoire where the toys are kept. There is no way to guess what he may choose, for the armoire is more well stocked than some sex stores and since we chose them together all are a pleasing idea. He takes his time making his selection. When I feel his hand on the small of my back a smile crosses my face.
"O my precious little one, what fun I have in store for you. I don't want you to hold back. I want you moaning, screaming and cumming as much as possible until I tell you to stop."
"Yes Sir!" This is an odd request from him but I never question.