I like My slaves naked, immediately. I like to watch you strip and I
laugh and enjoy the wimpy and scared look on your face as you are
wondering if perhaps you have made a very wrong mistake, but are now
realizing that your body has taken over and you are weak and pathetic and
you cannot nor, want to leave. Nasty little tramp with your nasty little
male lump! I bet that deformity is bursting already. Huh, SLUT? Bad, Bad
Boy!! Take a deep breath, bitch. You're going to need it.

My doorbell rings and a young man in his late 20's arrives. He is a
good looking, athletic boy next-door type, yet so submissive sometimes I
want to hurt him instantly. He has been to Me several times and knows what
Mistress requires. He has fresh, beautiful flowers and one of my very
favorite candles. As soon as the door shuts, he is down on his knees,
bending and kissing My lovely black, leather boots and thanking Me over
and over for giving him this wonderful opportunity. I know the little slut
is richly enjoying the smell and feel of the soft leather against his lips
and face. His hands are roaming and feeling the top of my foot, My ankle
and My calf. He knows better than to go any further!! I generously allow
this for one minute and then realize he his having way too much fun. I
take the bottom of My boot and put it firmly in his face and with one hard
shove push him off and away. He knows to kneel quietly, look only at the
floor and wait for My next move. The room is very, very still and I know
he is dying to look at Me to see what kind of a move I may be thinking of
next but he is afraid to cross Me. He has made that mistake before. After
10 minutes of watching him squirm on the floor, struggling so hard not to
look, I break out in laughter at his ridiculous predicament. I then
instruct him not to move that I need to put My flowers in water. I also
give him a blindfold to wear just for My fun of it!

I return 30 minutes later to find him sitting in the same spot as told.
I'm sure he hated waiting, but boy do I love building and playing on his
emotions. All he can hear is the rattle of a chain and the thud of My
boots coming across the room. I move directly in front of him and instruct
him to look straightforward. I am now so incredibly close to his mouth and
face that if he wasn't so whipped, he could stick his tongue right out and
lick My creamy thighs. So then I ask him, "You like this, slut"?
"You like your Mistress this close even knowing you can't touch
Me"? "Or is it more like torture for you"? A groan escapes
his mouth. He knows I don't like when he is having too much fun. I raise
My hand and with him blindfolded and not knowing what is about to hit him,
My hand whips down and slaps him full force across the face!! He is thrown
off guard and falls over. "I demand an apology, you dog"! I
state firmly, yet quietly. After he is made to apologize 10 times in a row
(the first 9 just didn't seem sincere enough) I collared him and put him
on a leash. I then removed the blindfold and instructed him to follow Me
on all fours.

We go to a room, dimly lit by many candles with nothing in it except a
desk and chair, a closet, a lovely, red, velvet throne and one very hard,
cold, wooden floor. Slave boy immediately kneels in his place at the
throne. I first go to the closet and decide I'm in a rather harsh mood so
I need a very strong, long, thick, wooden paddle. I move to My throne and
sit. I stare at My slave and the first words I finally utter are, "I
want all of your clothes off now, slut. I watch as he slowly takes one
piece at a time off, just the way I like it. When he removes his underwear
his cock springs out disgustingly hard. This really annoys Me. So I
instruct him to go to the closet and bring back 5 clothes pins, two nipple
clams, some icy hot and a butt plug. I can tell he is displeased... Good
for ME.

He returns and puts the items at My feet as he kneels. I bend over and
place the nipple claps on each nipple. He immediately shuts his eyes and
takes a deep breath. I then order him to stand. I pick up the clothespins
and as I put the first one under his cock onto his balls I ask him if that
male lump will stay so hard with this bit of pain. I then put another on
and ask, "you like that, don't you, slut"? "How about
another one, whore"? After all five are placed, I sit back and stare
at My lovely work as I see the pain on his face, but his still erect cock.
I tell him to kneel and in one quick move I jerk off the nipple clamps. It
takes his breath for a second. I then open the icy hot and put a big dab
on each nipple and rub it in so tenderly. What a lucky slave I tell him he
is, this will hurt you so good. I then replace the nipple clams and
instruct him to stand again and turn around and bend over the chair.

I tell him he is very naughty and needs this discipline and spanking. I
want so much to give it to him. I can hardly wait. I want to break him and
watch him cry. He bends naked over the chair and I rise from My throne
with My paddle. I firmly grab his hair and tell him not to move and to
thank Me after every smack. He is afraid, but of course says, "Yes,
Mistress".

I give him one good whack and he of course thanks Me. This one was
gentle I tell him, but don't expect them to all be that way. "You
deserve much worse, slave boy"!! "You do understand this, don't
you My little slut toy"? He replies helplessly, "Yes, Mistress.
I beg for it"!!

I am now in "My" center and I spank him with that hard wooden
paddle at least 10 times as I hear him beg Me for it more and more and
thank Me again and again! I then turn to his front and yank off those
nipple clamps again as I look him squarely in the face to see his reaction
and watch his jumping pain, but pure pleasure. He yells out which annoys
Me yet again so I go to My closet and find a gag for his mouth and I jam
it in so I don't have to hear his whimpering anymore.

I then immediately turn back to his ass and whip him harder and harder,
since I can now no longer hear his cries, oh, at least 30 more times,
loving the fact that his ass is getting redder and redder for Me! I am so
pleased. I want to spank him all day but know that I would push him past
his limit. His ass is now so red and sore I know he is at his limit after
at least 60 strokes. Finally, I remove the gag so I can hear his sexual
pleasure from what I have done to him and I instruct him to release that
male deformity right in front of Me as I spank his naughty ass for it. He
can't help himself and minutes later as I hear his screams of delight with
the paddle on his ass and his hands on his cock I see his purge of
maleness and I know he is totally now under My spell. Mistress is pleased,
but ready for another harsher spanking.