Colden awoke. At least, he thought he was awake. There must’ve been a blindfold over his eyes because he couldn’t actually see anything.
His senses were heightened in this new darkness, though. The smell of the damp permeated his nostrils and he could hear the slow clicking of stiletto heels walking across the tiles.
He asked for this, an agreement formed with his new mistress. Now that it was finally here, he wanted to soak in the sensations. The way the leather felt against his wrists and ankles; the smells; the sounds.
His new mistress approached him with the first flogging implement. Feeling the leather against his skin heightened the anticipation. As the implement was brought down whack the pain stung his skin but left it feeling tingly. He wanted more. He needed more.
“Thank you mistress, may I have some more?”
A smile spread across her face, though Colden couldn’t actually see it.
She wanted to tease him some more. Running the implement slowly across his skin. Having him team with more anticipation for that surprise whack that would send shivers down his spine.
Tilting back the table Colden was strapped to, he knew he was being geared up for the next phase. He began struggling against the leather straps, just to have the psychological reassurance that he was fastened in tightly. Making the sensations even deeper as he knew he was unable to escape.
He felt his cock being thrust into a cage. The click of the lock echoing off the walls. Instantly I was more turned on.
Slowly, I could feel my mistresses hands move up my bare chest and up to my face. The leather gloves felt so amazing against my skin as she clamped her left hand across my mouth and her right hand plugged my nose cutting off my air supply.
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