Amazon Mistress’s Loving Cruelty
When this Amazonian Mistress Owner returns home, her male slave is kneeling at the door. He bends to kiss her boots. She reaches down and ruffles his hair.
She sits. He brings a drink. As she sips, he finishes preparing the evening meal.
He is rarely allowed to sit in her presence. He either stands, head bowed or kneels at her feet. During meals, he waits her table.
Finished, Mistress Owner goes to her relaxation room. The male brings a fresh drink. He returns to the kitchen to eat.
If she expressed pleasure in her meal, he can barely swallow. Praise makes him dizzy. Pleasing her is the center of his life, reason for being.
After washing the dishes, he crawls to her. He must remain on hands and knees until bidden to rise or sit.
On the night depicted, Mistress Owner’s mood was joyous. There was no specific cause. It was a random jolt of delight. She needed an outlet for the energies of superfluous pleasure.
She smiled at her male. He was soft and small. Wanting to share her joy, she attached the leash to his collar. He shudders in pleasure. The leash makes him feel owned, secure.
The walk was brief. Only downstairs to her playroom. She chained him in place. He was soon to suffer. His pain pleased Mistress Owner. Not a masochist, he was grateful to serve even this need.
For hours, he whimpered and wept. Mistress Owner was an adept sadist. She used only her fingers that night. She always finished with the whip. But her fingernails had been the real source of pain.
She carried her gentle male to the bedroom. He slept on a thick carpet at the foot of her bed.
Seeing the red marks for the night’s play, his slim buttocks, she was overwhelmed with lust.
Grabbing a strap-on, she rammed into his body. Fast and forceful, she had never enjoyed penetrating him more. He had a rare orgasm. This was the only way he was permitted to come. Mistress Owner took as a tribute to her power.
Exhausted, she collapsed at his side. She fell asleep with him in her arms. This had never happened. He was afraid the pounding of his heart would wake her.
Eventually he drifts into sleep. Waking in an empty room, he crawled to find his Mistress Owner.