I had a plan. It was a good one too, something we had discussed but I had been wary to try before we talked it out. But not tonight, tonight I was so ready for this. No fear, I thought as I set out my tools for the night: douche, lingerie set for him, dildo, paddle, nipple clamps, and pinwheel. When he comes in I hand him a towel and the douche and send him for a shower.
"Squeaky clean." I tell him. Once he's gone I slip into my tight corset style suspender belt and seamed black stockings. I slick my hair back into a tight bun and stain my lips with red lipstick then slide on my tall black boots and eye myself in the mirror. Damn, I look good. I think. I hear the shower turn off and I ready myself on the bed.
As he walks in I can see a visible bulge under the towel, he is definitely ready for me, I think smiling. I can feel my own slippery, wetness running down my thighs and I let my fingers play over my perky nipples. He stands in front of me holding the douche, his rock hard cock tenting the towel; he has a sheepish smile over his lips.
"Did you enjoy that my love?" I ask. He nods as I hold out my hand for the douche, he hands it to me and I grab the towel.
He stands naked before me, breathing a bit hard, his cock throbbing in anticipation. "Mistress..." he moans and starts toward me. I dodge out of his grasp.
"Not yet, pet." I smile at him and reach into the drawer to reveal a set of black polka dot stockings, a black suspender belt, a flimsy pair of knickers and a pair of black heels with red ribbon. "I told you I had a surprise for you...it's time for my little slut to dress the part."
His eyes widen and his cock grows even harder, his hand moves to grab it but I grab the paddle and swat it away. "Hands. Off." I tell him, I lay the garments on the bed and stroke his face..."baby, you're gonna look so pretty all dresses up for me. Are you excited?"
"Yes, mistress." he moans reaching up to touch my face. "Please, mistress...will you help me get dressed?"
"Of course, baby." I have him sit on the bed and slide the stockings...he moans and his breathing grows more ragged. "How do they feel, baby?"
"Oh fuck me..." he breathes, "...so so good, mistress." I kiss up his thighs and he reaches out a tentative hand to stroke my cheek.
"Hands off, baby." I tell him, "otherwise you'll be punished." I stand him up and snap the suspender belt around his slim waist and clip on the stockings. His hands slide down the suspender belt and stockings, savouring the sensation. I help him pull the flimsy fabric of the knickers over his throbbing cock and tuck him into a bulge that reaches around his hip. I can feel myself getting more and more wet, my juices starting to run down my thighs. I take a bit on my fingers and hold the dampness in front of his lips...his tongue pokes out to taste but I stick my finger in my own mouth instead and he pouts. "Don't pout baby, behave and mistress will give you a treat."
I notice that his hardness has gone down a bit with the chill in the room so I use the opportunity to pick up a small box, "what...what is in the box, Mistress?" He asks, tentatively. I smile coyly and open it.
"Oh just something to make sure that my little slut won't be so naughty while he's pleasuring his Mistress." I see his eyes widen as I withdraw a shiny silver cock cage. I work it over his cock and cinch it closed with a padlock. "Now...I suggest you behave because it will hurt if you try to get too much of a hard on."
"Yes, Mistress."
I stand him up and have him slide his feet into the heels and lead him to the mirror. "One final touch," I clasp a thin collar around his neck, the word 'slut' emblazoned on the front, "for my dirty little slut so you don't forget your place." I smooth my hands down his chest and belly around to cup his hardness with one hand and his tight ass in the other. "How do you think you look baby?"
"So good, mistress...do...do you think I look pretty?" he moans as I gently probe my fingers between his ass cheeks.
"Yes, baby...you look so beautiful and sexy. Just like my little sissy boy." he reaches behind to try to touch me. I dance out of his way and shake my head. "You were doing so well baby. But you've been naughty...and naughty sluts get punished."