I'd had a bad day in class. The teachers were disappointed in me, telling me I wasn't working hard enough. So I figured that I'd be able to relax with my boyfriend, who was visiting me that week.
When I finally got back to my room, I found him still asleep on the bed, still naked under the covers. That just made all of my frustration from the day boil over. I wanted to be in charge. I wanted to punish him for sleeping while I was struggling in class.
I called his name to see if he was half awake, or completely asleep. When he is asleep, it is hard to wake him up. He was sound asleep.
I tied him spread eagle to the bed, but left the covers on him, and went to go change. I put on a purple satin bra that is too small and pushes my breasts up and some super tight green satin pants with no underwear on underneath. Then I pulled the whip out from my special drawer.
I walked over to the bed and slowly began to pull the covers down to the end of the bed, careful not to wake him. When I had the covers completely off, I began to caress his thighs with the whip. He started to grow hard, but was still sleeping. So I crawled onto the bed and started sliding my hot crotch up his leg to his hip. I slowly pulled my thigh along his balls, rubbing the satin on them. I then straddled him, so his hard cock was rubbing against my already burning clit through the satin. He started to moan and tried to move. The restraints woke him quickly and he looked down to see me slowly moving myself up and down on his cock. He didn't notice the whip, and put his head back down and began to moan again.
Whack!
I slapped him with the whip on the inside of his thigh. He arched his back and look at me again, this time seeing the whip and wondering what he did wrong.
"Now, is that any way to greet your Mistress? Sleeping after she's had a hard day in class?"
He shook his head.
I slapped him hard on his thigh again.
"What?"
"No Mistress!"
I raised my eyebrows at him in approval and continued to move myself along his shaft. I began to push my clit onto the head of his dick because it gave me the best stimulation. His breathing quickened.
"Oh, you like that don't you slave?"
"Yes Mistress, I like it very much."
I slapped him again. I was in a mean mood.
"I did not tell you you could speak. And I don't care if you like this or not, I am doing this for MY pleasure. Do you understand?"
He nodded. He was trying to be so good, I almost felt bad whipping him. Almost.
"Good boy....." I started caressing his chest with the whip, and then I reached up and draped a piece of blanket over his face as a blindfold.
"Do not let that come off of your face. Do you understand?"
He just barely managed to nod without letting it fall off. I was going to enjoy this.
I was still stimulating my clit against the head of his cock, so I began to slide up and down the shaft again. He whimpered and tried to move his arms. I simply watched in amusement and put one of my legs betweeen his so that he would also have satin on his balls. Every time I slid up his shaft, my leg would push against his balls, and when I slid down, it moved back again. His legs started to shake a little with his effort to move them.
"Mmmmmmm...................Feels good, doesn't it slave?"
Again he nodded, but the blindfold slipped down to his cheeks.
"Dear oh dear. You just want to be punished today, don't you?"
Realizing he was already in trouble, he began to speak.
"Yes Mistress, punish me, abuse me, use me! I am your slave. Do with me...." I whipped his nipple hard while he was speaking and he yelped and cut himself off.
"I did NOT tell you you could speak. I guess you really do want to be punished." When he saw the look in my eyes and how serious I really was, he started to moan and whimper. But it was too late to back out now.
