Her body trembles as she remains still. Her mind races to the corners of the darkness that he shines light on every time they are together. His belt is still snug around her neck, reminding her that he is in control.

As instructed, she remains on her knees. Ass in the air, legs spread, and face down on the bed. He pushes her hair away, “Turn your head to face me, baby girl.” She does so. He leans in and kisses her cheek, then traces the tip of his tongue on her lips. “Mmmm… you taste so sweet.” His lips move down her body, over her neck….moving painfully slowly, as she can feel the heat from his body brushing over her bare skin. Trailing over her shoulder and down her back, he kisses her red ass, very tenderly. Deliberately hovering over her, his breath so warm on her tender skin. Without warning, he bites her ass cheek, then spanks her again, asking “Who is my pain slut?”

Breathless, she answers; “I am.” He spanks her harder this time. “What did you say?”

“Sir. I am your pain slut, Sir.” He rubs the spot where he just spanked her, smiling softly as he says, “Yes. That’s a good girl”.

He moves between her legs again. She knows better than to push against him, she wants so badly to invite him back inside her. The skin on her ass stings…. it burns….. her wetness drips between her thick thighs. With his hands on her hips, he pushes her ass higher in the air, spreading her open. He dives into her, burying his face into her sweetness, drinking her in. She tastes like summer peaches, coupled with a shot of whiskey….making an indescribable recipe to bring him to his knees. His slides his tongue into her, licking and sucking every drop he can. Listening as she moans, he knows she wants to cry out, to beg him to fuck her. He also knows she will obey him, because she is such a good baby girl. He pulls away quickly, reaching for the belt around her neck. He raises her head off the bed, so she is on all fours. “Arch your back, baby. Pull up your shoulders and your hips.” She does as she is instructed, her back sinking in the middle, head held high, looking straight ahead. He steps down off the bed, still holding on to the end of the belt. She looks so perfect, his angel. He stands next to the bed, simply admiring her. Her tits hanging, simply splendid. Her nipples are tight…hard, like little pebbles. Her ass still red from the spankings she just accepted.

She looks over to him, his cock is stiff. Throbbing. She can see a shimmer of pre-cum oozing from this tip of his impeccable shaft. Biting her lip, to keep her from smiling, she thinks how badly she wants that deep in her throat. She loves how he throbs for her.

He pulls on the belt, carefully as he spanks her, hard. She jumps, just a little. Surprised, as she wasn’t expecting that. He then asks, “Did you get permission to look at me that way?”

Shit…. “No. Sir. I did not.”

“You do know what I have to do, now. Don’t you.”

Damn it…. she just needed to see him….every beautiful, delightful, marvelous part of him. “Yes. Sir. I know.”

He pulls the belt from her neck, removing it. No…. please don’t take that from me, she thinks. He uses it again to spank her. Leaving a welt this time. “Don’t move,” he demands.

She is perfectly still. The skin on her ass is burning. She wants to cry out, but refuses. Looking straight ahead once again, she listens as he moves about. She can feel her body weeping….her thighs glisten with her excitement, with her pain, with her pleasure. She feels his weight on the bed again. And he kneels in front of her. His magnificent cock now mere inches from her mouth. He holds her chin, tilting her head back to look up to him. He looks into her heavenly blue eyes, holding her there. He then leans down, kissing her forehead tenderly as he says, “This will be your punishment. Because you had to see… I’m taking that away from you.” In his hand is a blindfold. Carefully, he slides it over her head, covering her eyes. He hates doing this because it’s when he looks into her eyes that he knows he is where he belongs. She must learn her lesson. “Do you understand, baby girl?”

“Yes, Sir. I understand.” she sighs heavily. Although she loves when he takes away her senses, being blindfolded is her least favorite. She loves watching him, looking at him, witnessing every move he makes. Hanging her head, seeing nothing but darkness, she tries to prepare herself for what’s to come.

He lifts her head once again. “Open your mouth.” As she does, he slides his cock into her mouth. She so warm, and knows exactly how to suck his cock. Long, deep, penetrating strokes. He holds her hair back, pulling it just a little, as he moves in and out of her mouth. She tightens her lips and rolls her tongue around him as he moves. He oozes excitement, she loves how he tastes. Pushing deeper, he feels her gag. Knowing she can take it all, he pushes her further. With his other hand on her throat, he can feel his cock finding the depths of her mouth. The moment he sees tears slipping from the blindfold, he stops. Pulling his cock from her, he leans down and kisses her mouth….hard…. her lips full and swollen. He bites her lower lip gently, then lets go of her hair. Her head drops, and her breathing is deep. As he moves off the bed again, he tells her to lay on her back and be still.

She does as she is instructed. She can feel the wetness under the blindfold, knowing how much he loves to gag her with his cock…. she gets even more excited. When he is pleased with her, she is content and happy.

She listens again. Wondering what he has in store for her. She can hear him at each corner of the bed. He’s tying ropes to the steel rings. Her body begins to react. She starts to squirm, but quickly stops herself. The coolness of the satin sheets on her bare ass reminds her of what happens when she does something that permission isn’t given for.

He reaches for her left hand, wrapping the rope around her wrist. Then does the same to the right side. He pulls the ropes, just tight enough that she can move slightly, but no more. He secures the knots, “Does this hurt, baby girl?” He always makes sure that she is safe and the pain she feels is never more than she can handle. “No, sir. It doesn’t hurt.”

She feels his weight on the bed again. He’s between her legs now. He spreads them wide. She is fully open to him, feeling his shaft teasing her, throbbing against her as he leans over her. He lifts her head carefully, and she feels the worn leather of his belt around her neck again. Sliding the end through the buckle and making sure it’s tight, he kisses her swollen mouth again. He moves the belt, to insure that the buckle is far to the side. Any marks left behind must be able to be hidden. He lets the length of the belt fall between her superb tits. The dark brown of the worn leather seems to glisten against her sun-kissed skin. Kneeling between her legs, he leans back and just takes a moment to admire her incredible body. Her breath is ragged, but her chest rises and falls softly. Her nipples, so hard. Her skin is soft, glistening with tiny beads of sweat….these surfacing from the pain and the pleasure she feels…. and of course from the thoughts racing through her beautiful mind. He is aching to be buried deep inside her. Painfully so….but he has so many pleasures to give her before he can allow himself reach his own threshold.