4 The Room

I step into the room, the latex on my tight corset dress with thigh high stiletto boots, squeaking as I moved. Kim sat in a plush pleather love seat, drink in hand, talking with Lance about our previous scene.

Upon the sound of the door closing, Lance was in position on his knees, hands resting upon them as well.

The scene has started.

I walk around Lance on his knees, resting his average sized body weight on his toned calves, keeping his lips tightly closed, appearing docile, with his brown eyes down at the floor, following my footsteps.

I smack my hand with my crop, letting the bite of the leather be heard as a snap on my skin, making him and Kim both start at the sound. This reaction pleases me, they are already on pins and needles.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk.... I am disappointed... I remember hearing promises of worshipping me not long ago and now that I have arrived, I'm ignored?" I give my best pouty sounding voice, tossing my hair over my shoulder as I turn and face away from Lance and towards Kim, revealing only to her my wicked smile.

Lance quickly begins to try and appease me, "Apologies! Mistress!.…"

*Swish-Whack*

"Ahhh!" He cries out from my crops stinging bite across his ass.

"Do you need to speak to worship me?" I turn looking down on him.

"No mis..." He catches his mistake and shakes his head.

*Whack*

Lances groaning moan that escapes his mouth tells me that I connected just right against his skin.

"What are you waiting for?"

*Whack, swish, whack*

"Service already started sweetheart..." I remind him, giving him a few more strikes as he begins kiss my boot, licking slowly up to my thighs.

*Whack*

The sound of the crop connecting with the skin is tantalizing to my ears. It sends a rush of adrenaline through out my system as Lance moans.

"Thank you mistress, may I please have another?"

My hand connects again, making him groan against my wet lips between my legs.

I wait for three seconds before I pullback his head viciously from my cunt, "Such a greedy,.... ungrateful,.... little,.... pain slut. "

I enunciate clearly before tossing him away from me and walk over to the table of items Lance assembled for us to use.

I eye each one, smiling at the restraint and spreader bars. I pick them up and walk to Lance who sits back on his knees again, eyes downcast.

"I'm sorry Mistress, I was inconsiderate and ungrateful of your gift to me."

"It's too late for all that. ... now stand up, move to the pole jutting from the wall and spread your legs and arms." I uncuff the spreader bar as I command him.

He snivels, "Yes, mistress."

Once he's in position, the scraping of the metal, the click of the cuffs, and jangle of the chains, excites me. My nipples tingle at the thoughts of the fun and possibilities about to happen.

*Smack*

My palm stings from the impact on his ass, a red welt forming instantly as Lance wiggles around, hissing at the sting.

"You didn't think I'd take it easy on you now, did you? I'm going to have to teach you manners all over again since last time." I strut to the table, my legs rubbing together, becoming excited as I reach for the cat of nine tails.

Feeling the rough leather handle held firmly in my grip, I look up at Kim. She stares right back, a curious smile etched on her face as she tries to figure out what I'm doing.

I blow her a kiss, grabbing a surprise that I did not expect to be on the table. I push it down in between my tits before turning around.

"Are you comfortable, Lance?" My query is answered by his head nodding.

"Yes?" I nod with his movements, cocking a brow at him.

"Alright then, shall we get started...?" I walk around his naked body, red marks still evident from earlier on his ass cheeks.

"First of all, we are going to work on your gratitude. Every time you receive a sensation from me, you will say Thank you. Do you understand?" I command.

"Yes, Mistress!" Lance responds clearly.

"Count for me, my little slut."

The swish sound is heard before the flogger hits his back.

*Whack*

My insides quiver at the sound.

"One! Thank you, Mistress!"

*Whack*

"Two! Thank you Mistress!"

I get a little more momentum going for this next one.

*WHACK*

"AH! Three! Thank you mistress!"

His body spasms away the best it can but he's stuck spread bad only able to duck waddle an inch away.

*Whack*

"Oh, Four!" He groans, " Thank you mistress!"

My pussy clenches in response.

*Whack*

"Five! Thank you mistress!"

*Whack*

"Six! Fuck! Thank you mistress!"

His cock is hard even with the red welts that form in cris crossed lines across his back.

"Fuck, Lance, you're making me wet listening to your little cries from your disciplining. You should be proud of yourself, your cock is still hard too I see. " I reach around his body as my hand caresses his cock, jerking him off, as I kiss softly along his welts on his back.

I smack his his welts with the flogger, making him cry out.

"AH! FUCK! Seven! Thank you mistress!"

His hard gasps of air make me giggle as he sounds confused between the pleasure and pain, not knowing which one to focus on.

Tossing the flogger to the side, I pull out my little surprise for Lance.

It's a vibrating cock ring that tickles his balls as well.

I stretch it out and slide it over his hard cock, making sure everything is lined up where it needs to be. I flip it on and instantly you hear the buzz as his balls quiver.

"Thank you mistress." Lance looks longingly at me, desire rising farther in his eyes.

"Your manners are improving again.... But your not out of your punishment yet, my little whore. "

I cross my arms and clutch my chin tapping my cheek with a finger in thought.

"Hmmm ... What to use on a dirty little pain slut that'll really get my point across. We have thirteen more lashes to go..."

Anticipation and fear cross Lance's face at my words. I can not stop my face, giving him a smug smirk as I flutter the three steps to the table, like a kid skipping to the candy store.

"Hmmm....." I hum in thought to myself as judge my other tools. The rubber paddle catches my eye and so does my favorite tool, the riding crop. Another toy catches my eye surprising me.

What is this doing here? Is it for me or him?

"Oh Lance..." I use my sing song voice to ask him as I turn around, "have you started using these kind of things or is this for me?" I hold up the average sized vibrator, curved up slightly like a banana.

"It's for you, Mistress, but I ... I trust Mistress to do anything she pleases to me."

He visibly gulps hard, showing his fear of being pegged. I knew Lance well enough now though that he was giving me a big leap of trust. A year ago, he had a bad experience with a Femdom who pegged him with a ball gag and was able to use his safe word to get her to stop. Since then, he's very careful about who he lets dominate him.

I'm touched that he trusts me that much.

Placing the vibrator between my tits, with a bottle of lube, before I grab the paddle and walk towards him.

I smile and kiss his cheek, giving it a firm slap right afterwards.

"You're such a good boy, so compliant, so willing...."

*Smack*

"Ah! Eight! Thank you mistress!" Lance gasps and moans as I start letting the paddle continue to connect with his skin.

*Whack-whack-whack-whack*

"Nine! Ten! Eleven! Twelve! Thank you mistress!" He's panting, moaning, struggling to keep himself together as the pain sets in.

I spare a glance down at his cock that's leaking precum.

"What's this?" I exclaim getting down on my knees to fondle the head of his cock that twitches in my hand. "You're so hard.." I moan, drawing out my words as I stroke him.

"Ah! Yes! Only for you mistress! Thank you mistress!" His heated gaze into my eyes, tells me he's loving this. I grip his cock harder stroking it, loving hearing his vocal sounds of pleasure.

"Oh.. ah.. yes ..."

*Whack*

"AH! Fuck! Thirteen! Thank you mistress!"

My pussy clenches at the sound of his twisted pained cry of pleasure as I bring the paddle down on his ass again, hard.

*WHACK*

"FUCK! Oh fuck... Fourteen Mistress!" He holds his breath from the impact on his skin.

"Breathe Lance, my little pain slut, you wanted this...." I laugh as he starts panting.

*Whack, whack, whack*

"Oh damn it! Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen ... Thank you mistress!"

He's grunting and moaning his hard cock still getting stroked as his body twitches from the confusing emotions at play.

I stop stroking and go behind him, placing the paddle down and pulling the lube out of my corset top.

I squirt some on his ass cheeks, making him hiss at the sting, before he moans from me rubbing his red swollen ass. I cup his balls from underneath him, sliding my lubed hand all in between and across his taint, to fondle them gently. His whole body tense and twitches as I play with them.

Whispering in his ear, I ask him, "Do you like this, my little slut? Do you enjoy the pain and pleasure, that I provide?"

His hair stands on end, as he moans out, "Yes, thank you mistress. You're amazing, mistress."