Role Reversal
She opened the door to her dungeon and was happy to see her favorite male slave waiting patiently for her.
He sat in his knees with no clothing on, a blindfold and both hands outstretched with palms up, holding a flogger.
"Afternoon Peasant. One moment while I prepare myself." She said as she made her way to the walk-in closet to get ready for this afternoon's delight.
"Yes Mistress." He responded.
Once ready, black knee high heels, leather pants and black bra, she made her way to him.
"Thank you Peasant." She said as she grabbed the flogger from his hands.
"You're welcome Mistress." He said, his hands dropping to his sides.
She took the flogger and slowly glided it across his back from one shoulder to the other as she walked around him to admire his physique.
As she walked around again he felt the flogger softly slap his neck before she dragged it down his chest.
Repeating this same movement on the other side.
She walked around and repeated the movement only this time caressing down his back. This made him shutter with anticipation of what was to come.
"My dear Peasant, please rise." She said to him.
He did as instructed.
"Hold out your hand Peasant."
"Yes Mistress."
He did as instructed. She grabbed his hand and lead him across the room to the bed.
She made him stop just at the side of the bed.
"Today your Mistress has had a bad day. And you my dear Peasant will make me feel better." She explained to him.
"As you wish Mistress."
"You're such a very Good Boy Peasant."
"Thank you Mistress."
Suddenly a smacking sound echoed into his ears as a stinging sensation rose from his ass.
"Bend over!" She ordered.
He did as instructed.
Smack! Smack! Smack! The sounds of the flogger hitting skin was music to her ears.
Smack, smack, smack!
He gritted his teeth as the strikes came slightly harder and more frequent.
"Do you like that Peasant?"
"Yes Mistress!" He answered through each stinging pain that came over him.
Over and over! Again, again and again!
The sounds ringing in her ears.
The redness and welts forming on each ass cheek.
She slowed her tempo to allow him time to recuperate. She slowly and softly caressed his ass.
"Spread your legs a little more Peasant."
He did as instructed.
He felt the flogger hit between his legs at his scrotum. Three light taps before the flogger caressed up the crack of his ass.
Three more, caress.
Three more, caress.
"Good Boy Peasant."
