Chapter 2

In no time at all, he commanded me to strip down to nothing but my heels. I immediately turn and obeyed, unclasping the dress, releasing the wonderfully sensual lingerie I had brought while he fix a drink. His cock hardens as he looked at the lingerie I was wearing. Then came his booming voice in the quiet room, "Face the door and wait".

I felt my nipples harden while I placed my hands on the door not knowing what to expect,only that I had his assurance that the punishment I receive will be delicious.

Silently, i feel his presence behind me, his scent and the brush of his beard against the crouch of my neck enhancing my delicate senses.

A  gruff request; "Close your eyes, Ms."

Waiting….I felt a smooth black, silk blindfold firmly tied around my eyes.

"Now…turn around and free my zipper" A wide smile crosses my face, while my smooth hands search and find. My hands move past his belt and find my master's doorway. Once his zipper is free, I attempt to grasp his hardening shaft. But my hand is not permitted.

"Noooo!  You can only have that when I tell you. Now, take my belt off, for this will be your pain and pleasure in one"

Pulling his belt free from its slacks I offer it to him, patiently, silently,  awaiting instructions.

"Now, face the door" he growl.

I pout...longing to wrap my hungry lips around master's firm glistening head and make him lose control. But, without hesitation, I obey, turn and place your hands against the door. My breathing has moved to a silent pant… waiting ….wondering…

I feel him grasping and guiding my wrists firmly, I allow my hands to be raised to the wrist restraints hanging from the door.

I hear him take a deep sip of bubbly, I can't help but speculate what is next and feel a hot thirst building.

A tug of hot desire reawakens deep inside of my core making it wet as I feel his dominance, my pussy begins to tingle with desire, while he ever so slowly strap my willing wrists to be bound. I smell the sweet tang of cologne mixed with champagne, The whiff is intoxicating my senses further while he tugs the restraints tight and high. Was that just the smooth tip of his randy cock sliding against my ass cheek while being hiked up? Such a tease! So smooth and hard! By the time he has me, the tingle I first felt has now become slick with my warm nectar coating my inner thighs.

"Will master give me a sip of champagne",

"Only in due time,! " he snap.

"Now, spread your legs"

I cannot see, but now only feel the curve of the leather belt against my cheek. It slides ever so painstakingly slow along my naked body;  from the curve of my chin, along my neck and shoulder, down to the small of my back, over my buttock, then briefly in between my legs. I arch my smooth ass, to move my hungry clit against the curve of the smooth leather, where I squirm with pleasure and delight. My moist elixir easily coats the leather, but he quickly pull it away and move along the inside of my thigh.

"Ohhhhh...." A soft moan escapes my lips.

He lovingly lick the end of the quirt, tasting my nectar.

Now, the belt has moved lower to my ankles. I can feel the tap…tap…tap as I'm coerced to spread my heels further apart. I am now trussed firmly and beg,   "How will my Master punish me tonight,?"

"With pleasure," he growl.

Immediately i feel the business end of his belt lash against my ass. Once, twice, three times. I can't help but cry out as the searing lash first burns, then my body convulses, bucking beautifully against the door while my skin prickles and the marks turn a nice rosy red!

Then to my surprise, I hear him say, "Enjoying the sting?"

"Yes, …my master " I respond with obedience.

"Something to cool it down?"

"Ohhhh….yes Master , please!"

Then I feel the cool surprise of chilled champagne splashed over my cheeks. My ass tingles as it runs down the inside of my legs,  and then to your surprise, you feel my tongue's wet tip licking the delightful drink from your thighs, my moist ass cheeks, and then ... He stop just short of passing across my clit!

My move, twist, and contort to satisfy my hot hunger, longing, pressing against this wonderfully wet tongue that lathes my most sensitive areas. My wet pussy gushes afresh as this delicious sensation, now reversing the initial brief lashes of torment and with each successive lick and tease my arch of my hips and demanding cunt to be satisfied with more succulent tongue lashings.

Then I hear him ask, "Mmm….ready for more  Ms.?"