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.
The only reason your hands are free are so you can undo my pants and you know this, so you unbutton my pants, unzip me, and take my cock into your mouth.
"Take it all you fucking slut. Choke on it." I pull your hair, forcing me deeper into your mouth, down your throat. Your lips move further down my shaft as you choke and cough on my cock. I'm so turned on by your choking that I jam my cock down your throat and hold you there until you wheeze and gasp for air. I pull your head off my cock so you can see my erectness and I slap your face with it a few times before forcing your mouth onto me again. Saliva running down your chin, and choke tears running down your face. I love the way my cock looks in your mouth and I love the look in your eyes as you try to take it all, but can't and still try for more.
"Slave, go get your collar and leash."
You crawl on all fours over to the chest of sin, open it and bring me your leash and collar by picking it up with your teeth. You crawl back with your sweet ass tantalizing me as you crawl towards me. The black leather and chrome collar sparkles as the leash drags across the floor.
"Assume the position" I demand. You drop the leash at my feet, bow your head and keep your ass up; ready for me to do with as I please. I kneel down and clasp the collar around your neck. Gazing at your body pleases me and I accidentally tighten the collar too hard and you cough and choke. You look so sexy there with black and chrome around your neck. Your ass up, just yearning to be played with.
You know you are not allowed to move in this position. At least not until I've allowed it.
I see you've brought me my favorite leash. The one with the wide leather grip. Wide, but lighter leather that provides a nice sting rather than a heavy blow. I give your ass several whips just to make sure you're paying attention. I like to slide the leather down your back first so you can feel it. So you are forced to wait for it. Then a pause. Then a quick flip of the wrist and a sting to your ass. Welts rise up and your body quivers after each whipping.
You re-adjust your position slightly, thinking I won't notice, but hoping that I do.