It's 6pm on Friday and you are late. You've hurried as much as you can, but you made me wait for you and I am pissed. You run through the door, out of breath from trying to get home quickly and avoid punishment.
You fail.
I'm waiting in my chair, watching the door, belt folded in half in my hand. Slowly slapping the leather armrest. Whack, Whack Whack.
I rise to my feet as you open the door. I can see the fear in your eyes as you rush through the door. "I'm sorry Master", you bleat breathlessly.
"Be Silent!" I roar. "On your knees my pet."
You freeze, standing there defiantly.
A slow grin spreads across my face. You little bitch, you're going to get whats coming to you.
I move into you, grab your waist with one hand and grab your throat with the other hand. Fuck I love choking you. I love to watch your eyes as you feel me controlling you. I lift you up by your throat. Not too high, but enough so that you need to be on your tip toes. I can feel your heat beating in your throat. I can feel your life in my hand.
My lips are inches from yours, so I give you a hard kiss and end with a forceful lip bite. I can feel you wince and hear a muffled whimper.
"Strip you slut." I give your throat a quick squeeze to make sure I have your attention. You unbutton your blouse, take off your bra and wriggle out of your skirt. Looks like it was "No Panties Friday.".
My eyes dance over your body, over every curve.
Bitch, you're going to pay for making me wait. I grab your hair and snap your head back. You gasp with pain as I slowly pull your hair down, forcing you to your knees. Once down, I slide the belt across your face. Draw it down your neck. Stroke your breasts with it.
Then a quick slap across your tit with the belt that leaves a stinging red mark. "You little Slut! Never make Master wait!" I slide the belt across your shoulder and down across your other breast. Then a backhanded slap across your breast. I love the little gasps you make as I punish you. Slowly drawing the black leather across your face and neck, then a sharp stinging whip across your breasts. Holding your head up by your hair so I can watch the pain in your face as I whip you over and over.
You nipples are erect and hard now, so I pause and give them a long hard pinch and a quick twist. Your moans are making me hard, so I force your head into my crotch so you can feel my hardness in your mouth.