Obedient By Tristand

I wrote a story for confession and my Mistress Thalia told me to submit it.

He stands motionless, his wrists bound to each post. Darkness is his vision as the blind fold is fastened tight around his eyes. Her soft delicate finger tracing around his neck following the out line of his collar. He shivers at the sensation, his body tense with anticipation. Hearing her, smelling her fragrance, hearing her take a deep slow breath slowly releasing it allowing it to flow over his bare skin. Pulling on the binding wanting her, feeling her he stops!, listening, feeling nothing....has she gone? Did she leave him there?.....a delicate finger slowly runs down the middle of his back. Inhaling sharply he turns his head his unending darkness torturing him, longing to see her beauty to touch what can not be touched to want more of the pleasure the only she can give him. Digging her nails in to his ass she drags them up red welts following in there path. He flinches let out a grown of pleasure.

A few moments pass, nothing. His head tilting from side to side trying to hear her, has she gone, no she would not leave him, but where is she, he takes in a deep breath....Feeling the tip of her whip drag across his ass he flinches his heart racing, his breathing heavy with excitement not knowing what she will do next. Her hand griping the cheek of his ass squeezing hard, with a quick flick of her wrist she strikes his ass hard with the thin rod like whip a long red welt building up where the whip had struck. Letting out a cry of pain his body shuttering pulling against the bindings. “Thank you Mistress” he wimpers. Her hand gently soothing the sting, again she flicks her wrist striking his cheek again just below the first mark, a third strike harder. Letting out a screams of pain, his head lowing as tears begin to form. “Thank you Mistress” he says in a soft subdued voice. She unties the binding as he slowly falls to his knees before her, his head lowered to her in submission.

She removes the blind fold from his eyes. Blinded bye the sudden light of the room he blinks tears still filling his eyes. Pulling out a long delicate chain from her belt she clips it to his collar. “Come my boy” She whispers to him gently tugging on the chain. Leading him to the bed she sits on the edge him kneeling at her feet his head still lowered to her. He places his head apon her lap his arms wrapped around her legs hugging his Mistress. Her fingers gently running through his hair. Smiling....”you are a good boy and may have your Mistress tonight”. Smiling knowing that he has pleased his Mistress he looks up at her....”Thank you Mistress” lowering his head back down on to her lap.