Mmmm..

yes...

he has pleased me, my pet.

And so now I offered him something that he could not possibly deserve....

I told him to move his hands from my feet to my thighs...

gently spread my thighs apart....move the black lace that hid my wetness to the side so that he can see all of me... Can you envision the beautiful pink folds of skin that will be open before his starving eyes? He had been such a good and obedient pet since his last act of disrespect that I was going to have him serve me in a way that I know he would most desire. As I sat above him, my legs parted and my beautiful drenched softness open in front of him, I allowed him to lean in close to me. His fingers pressing against the flesh of my inner thighs....his breath hot against my skin as he placed the first kiss upon my warm swollen lips.

And as his tongue plunges inside me, I looked affectionately down upon him....stroking the back of his head. He is such a sweet and serving pet....

I close my eyes as I relax and enjoy his service to me. As he hungrily lapped up my juices, I lie back so that I could shower him in my pleasure. I instruct him to move his lovely fingers inside me, and gently I feel him pressing against my inner muscles...

pushing past them, he can feel the soft folds inside me...the velvety flesh that grips his fingers tightly. With the curve of his finger he delves more deeply to find that magic place inside me that pleases me to the depths of my being. His mouth continues to devour my wetness, and his finger moves rapidly in time with my heaving body...

and as he does these things to me...pleasing me...

I tell him to move his other hand to grab my flesh.

To open me gently with his fingertip in my naughtiest of places....the muscles there so tight that he has to run his fingertip up through my folds to moisten it so that he may enter me there as well. When I feel him entering me a second time, the breath leaves my body for a moment. He was so pleasing his mistress. I can feel my body tensing up in anticipation of the erotic waterfall that is about to erupt....

drowning him in my pleasure. I cannot help but let the moans escape my lips...

to pant and writhe with pleasure...

he removes his finger from my velvet folds, leaving only his lips upon me and his finger barely moving within my tightest of muscles....

this sends me into the ravenous throes of heavenly release....

I feel every muscle in my body tighten and then it begins....

the flood of my juices covers him..I moan as I hear the sound of it flowing from my body...splashing against his lips..

over and over my body pushes the juices out of me and into his mouth...drenching him....

the evidence of my pleasure is teasing from his face...

his chest...

his hands.... As I finally slow my movements, he rises to share his gift with me...kissing me deeply and slowly opening his mouth to fill mine with what he has saved for me...

I drink it quickly and devour his kisses for what seems like an eternity and an instant all mystically rolled into one.

I push his body off of mine, "Thank you, my pet..but now you must receive your punishment.

" He looks at me like a frightened animal. Yes, although he has pleased me tremendously--the evidence still fresh on my tongue and still warm and wet on his skin--and yes, my body is still quivering inside from the pleasure he has given me, but he still must receive his punishment. I gently push him back onto his knees...Once again I instruct him to not make eye contact with me. I ask him if he if he enjoyed his service to me. "Yes, Mistress, " he replies. I ask if he is willing to take the punishment that I deem necessary. "I will do so gratefully, Mistress." And this pleases me. I rise up off of the bed and circle around him...he quivers as my fingers gently circle his neck...

I stop in front of him and forcefully push his head back. He quickly closes his eyes, knowing how displeased I would be if he were to meet my piercing glance with his unworthy gazing eyes. This pleases me, as well, but I've wasted enough time petting him, and I tell him move to the end of the bed. Obediently he lowers himself onto his hands and knees and crawls slowly as I walk beside him. "Put your knees here." I point with my foot to an area just a small distance from the edge of the bed. "Yes, Mistress, " he replies quietly. I then tell my pet to lean onto the bed with his arms outstretched.

He clasps his hands together, as if in prayer, and carefully stretches his torso out before me. I place my hand on the back of his head and push his forehead down onto the edge of the bed.

I leave him there for a few moments as I slip into my favorite pair of black stilettos. I see his bodyweight shifting as I gingerly fasten the large metal buckle around my ankle. "Do not move, pet, " I order sharply. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry, Mistress." After I finish with my shoes, I return to his side, and place the cold pointed tip of my stiletto between his knees. He feels my heel brush against his calves as I stand behind him and motion with my feet for him to spread his legs for me. Once he spread them accordingly, I slowly run the point of my shoe all the way up his thigh...

he shivers as I press against his aroused body with the cold shiny leather..he feels the buckle around my ankle pressing between his cheeks, and then slowly he feels the sharp tip of my shoe running all the way up between them. I place the smooth plastic of the bottom of my shoe upon his lower back. My heel digs into his flesh and I ask my pet if he is ready.

"Yes, Mistress." I pick up my little whip from the bed, and run the leather strips down his spine.

I let them dangle down between his soon to be burning cheeks. The soft suede leather tickles his skin, and I begin to gently move the toy back and forth so that the ends curl up underneath him. The sound of the leather pieces making contact with his skin is very pleasing to me indeed.

I begin moving my arm further back each time, watching my obedient pet jump every time the leather touches him. I move my aim a little higher so that I can begin his punishment with more intensity.

The leather tails whip against his soft place slowly. I have not yet begun to inflict any pain. But I enjoy toying with him like this. When one of the strokes of the whip lands hard enough to register a slight twinge of pain to him, he involuntarily raises his head from the bed.

Quickly, I shove him back down and drop my sweet little toy. "Do NOT move, pet!" "Yes, Mistress, " he whimpers softly. I lower myself to my knees beside him.

Slowly and lightly, I run my nails down his spine. My fingertip gently runs down his back, across the slightly pink mark on his soft place, and down between his cheeks to the tightening skin surrounding his balls.

I grab them firmly in my hand, and he moans quietly. Then I quickly pull away and spank his soft place.

"You will not misbehave again, will you, my pet?" "No, Mistress.

" "I do not believe you, " I whisper to him with my lips so close to his ear that he can feel my hot breath against his skin. I rub my hand over the pink imprint of my fingers on his skin.

I reach underneath him again and, as he holds his breath, my fingers slowly curl around his throbbing ck. "Does the idea of displeasing me excite you like this, my pet?" My fingers tighten their grip as I move my forearm against his soft place...

pressing into him and pulling him even closer to me with my other hand that is gripping forcefully onto his shoulder. "No, Mistress. Pleasing you is what excites me, Mistress. I only want to please you." His voice is low and jagged as I tighten my grip. "I believe you, my pet." I loosen my grasp and slowly begin stroking his ck. Just as his body begins to relax, and as I hear his breathing becoming more rhythmic, I move my hand from his shoulder to the back of his neck, squeezing his neck as I press him down hard against the bed.

At the same time, I release his ck and spank his soft place again...this time harder.

I continue this pattern for some time...

pressing my breasts against his side as I lovingly pet him and stroke his raging hard ck. Breathing gently against his neck at times...tickling his flesh with my gentle touch...

and then, catching him by surprise each time, I wield slightly more painful blows to his now glowing backside. When I feel like he has been punished enough in this manner, I rise from his side and return to him with a cube of ice in my mouth. I let the ice fall from my lips into my hand so that I can cool my sweet pets steaming flesh and soft placeure him that his punishment is almost complete.

As he melts the ice, he thanks me for allowing him to repay me in this way. I instruct him to get upon the bed...

reclining with his head upon a pillow and his arms placed outward. I bring the cup of ice to the bedside table, so that I can reach it without leaving his side. I get another piece and let it melt slightly in my fingers..I let the tiny droplets land on his lips...then on mine. The cold feels so good against our burning skin. I take the ice in my mouth and slowly remove my teddy.