Please Sir

I stand alone in the candle lit room waiting for him. My nerves are tight, I know he will come but I have no idea when or what he has planned for me. I feel the air stir and know he has come. I start to turn towards him.

"No pet," he murmurs in my ear, hands on my shoulders holding me still even though his words had stopped me in my tracks. His hands sliding along my arms, his breath on my neck causes me to try to draw a deep breathe thought I know the corset I wear won't allow it.

"I've missed you pet, how could you have left me for so long?" his deep voice growling along my skin.

I whimper longing to tell him how I've missed him, his voice, his touch, the sweet pain he inflicted but the shame of my actions holds my tongue. I shake my head refusing to answer him. I feel his hands tighten on my arms,

"you will tell me before this night is through pet. I have waited to long to have you at my mercy again." His hands release my arms only to place a blindfold over my eyes.

I stiffen, he has never blinded me before and though I trust him fear starts to creep in to my mind. Feeling the tension that has seized my body, his lips graze my neck,

"I would never harm you pet and you have only to say your word if it gets to be too much for you."

I sigh at his words letting my trust in him envelope my mind and tamp down the fear. Soon fear and trust are drowned out by desire. His hands have brought my skin to life. Kissing, kneading, biting, he consumes my mind and makes my body sing for him. Taking my hands in his he leads me to the bed stopping me when my legs brush against the soft satin sheets. His hands move over my shoulders and with a gentle push he bends me over the bed. Leaving my bare ass and stocking clad legs the only things in his view. He pushes my arms above my head and moves away from me.

I begin to push up to ask where he has gone when a growl greets my ear, "stay pet stay" then strong hands encircle my wrists and pull me back down. Leather wraps around one wrist and then the other binding me tightly into place. I moan knowing that soon he will beat me, soon the sweet pain only he can inflict will begin.

Leather brushes my ass, teasing me causing me to wiggle in the bonds that hold me. Then comes the whistle and the thudding sting of the flogger against my skin. Over and over the blows rain down on me. I moan, yelp, wiggle and cry out as the thud sinks into my skin and soon I am floating in that magical place where I have so longed to go.

"Why pet? Why did you leave? Where have you been?" His questions slam through me making me weep.

Hearing my sobs, his blows lighten while he checks on me. "Please Sir please punish me how you will but don't ask me to answer that." I beg through my tears. I hear his sigh, his acceptance that I will not answer him. I tense waiting for the blows to begin again. Willing to take whatever punishment he deems reasonable. But the blows never come. Instead I am treated to his hands stroking me, freeing me, holding me close and loving me.

"Its ok pet its ok" he whispers "you don't have to tell me. The important thing is that you came back to me." He lifts my chin and gazes into my eyes as he wipes away my tears before kissing me.

His kisses rain down on me as the blows had before and fire my desire for him once again casting away all thoughts of my grief over disappointing him. Kisses turn to bites as the fire between us grows. Soon he has me writhing beneath him begging for a different kind of release. He whispers dark longings to me as he teases my desperate body. Keeping me on the edge of ecstasy but never allowing me to cum for him. He tells me how my body and I please him. How he had longed to see me. Lost in the haze of desire and senseless I am helpless to do anything but offer him anything he wants. Without warning he thrusts into me deep and hard causing me to gasp and arch against him.

Wrapping arms and legs around him, I give him all. As we rock against each other to the primitive rhythm pounding through our veins, I long to tell him how I love him, how he always makes me feel like a goddess, how I long to please only him but words fail me as pleasure sweeps over me making me scream. I hear his growl of pleasure, feel him thrust deep inside me once more and tense sending me over the edge once again know that I have pleased him.

As I lay in his arms, my feelings overwhelm me once again but looking at his peaceful face I can not find the words to tell him but I know that one day soon I will