I was unsure if newbie D had really felt the benefit of My touch last week but he applied for another session.  Although he did make a couple of cheeky, presumptuous comments by email that needed addressing when I had him at My mercy.

Arriving at the dungeon promptly he couldn’t resist a glance at My cleavage for which he recieved a sharp grasp of the balls and reminded to avert his eyes.

Naked he stood before Me. I wanted him to tremble and show fear. I wanted his whole world to be vulnerable to Me.  Circling him with My crop I examined his by now hard penis. Placed him in cuffs and bent him over the bed where I vented My annoyance at his suggestions…. slave would like Mistress to session with him without underwear? thwack….. followed by whimper. Mistress will explain to you ….thwack…. as to why even having such thoughts ….thwack…. are unacceptable. ….thwack…. let alone voicing them….thwack…. all be it by text message….thwack….

Mistress is a GODDESS ….thwack…. not someone to be ….thwack…. mixed up with someone you would chat up ….thwack…. down the pub.

Anything Mistress wears is for HER pleasure ….thwack…. and not that of the slave ….thwack…. who should be well aware ….thwack…. of its place in the pecking order or Domination….thwack…. where subs are indeed ….thwack…. just lowly creatures to be toyed with ….thwack….

….thwack……..thwack……..thwack…. Is that understood? ….thwack….

Yes Mistress D murmered as his bound body was unable to defend itself.

Next to demonstrate My Power I put on a small strap on and popped his virginal cherry. Riding him as his face was burried in the bedding, legs spread wide apart…… until I was quite satisfied by his submission.

CBT next where he voiced the colours of the rainbow in such a way that I thought he must be colour blind. The metal whisk with the steel ball ends was his downfall. The thing that got the better of him.