As The Thunder Rolls

She loved evenings like this one. It was only 6 but it had turned dark with the storm coming into the city. The thunder rumbling across the sky gave Her goosebumps.

he was on his way over and could already tell by the time he left his car and ran to Her door he would be soaked. No matter, he always knew to take his clothes off as soon as he entered Her presence.

As he pulled up and parked, thankfully close to Her place the rain intensified and claps of thunder rolled across the city. his heart beat faster as he chose his time, flung the door open and ran to Her place. As always the door was slightly open inviting him inside.

The wet shirt peeled off his chest. Her voice cut through the darkness and told him to wring out his shirt outside. He opened the door and squeezed as hard as possible to get all the water out. 

Back inside he folded his wet clothes and placed them neatly in a pile on the floor. Clothes were always folded in Her presence.

he was invited into the living room which only had 2 candles for light.  Her eyes were well adjusted and She looked over the flesh that was about to become Her canvas. She walked slowly around him dragging Her nails across his flesh, feeling him flinch as She dug in deeper.

When She was behind him She reached around and collared him , the thick black leather stretching his neck. Always good forcing a slave to keep his chin up She thought.

She attached the leash, told him to kneel and greet Her properly. She felt his warm breath on Her foot as he kissed and licked around Her shoe. How She loved to be worshipped. After he was told to stop She pulled on the leash

Her setup in the playroom was simple but extremely effective. Single pulley on the ceiling and a slightly raised platform on the floor with 3 rings secured to it. Enough to quicken the heart rate of most subs when they realized what was about to happen. As he stepped onto the platform a huge thunderclap shook the house and made him jump, much to Her amusement. 

What followed was a blur to him, wrist cuffs secured, ankle cuffs secured and then the rope pulled down from the ceiling.

She made him look right into Her eyes as the rope was tied off to his wrist cuffs, his breath quickening as She pulled the rope up slowly stopping when his hands were just over his head.

A sigh of relief swept over him prematurely thinking it wasnt that bad.

his legs were then secured to the two outside rings on the platform. Then She took the thin rope and looped it around his cock and balls and he remembered the third ring on the platform.  After tying off his toys to the middle ring She moved back to the overhead rope and slowly pulled his arms up, the higher She pulled them up, the more the lower rope pulled his balls down, stretching his sack until the rope was taut.

She tied the upper rope off to a hook on the wall , turned, and let out a giggle at the trembling piece of flesh.  he now regretted being so cocky with Her over their text messages, which She certainly remembered.

Laying the whips and paddles on the table in front of him, She described the impact type each one would have on him.

He barely heard Her voice his head was spinning  so fast thinking about where all this was going. Then darkness as he felt the blindfold slide over his eyes, he was hoping for a small crack to remain once it was secured, but to his dismay , it was complete darkness.

She ran Her nails over his balls, watching him flinch at the touch, then squeezing firmly. The long moan he let out ,exciting Her as much as the thunder. Then She flicked a finger on one of his very sensitive balls and his knees buckled slightly. She thought to Herself that it really didnt take much to bring a man to his knees. Multiple additional flicks brought moans and whimpers from his lips .

Picking up the first impact toy, She told him that the descriptions She gave him before were actually a test. Guess which one I am using on you, and i will strike softer , with fewer repitition's she said, Guess wrong, and your exposed flesh will be colored to my liking, including your cock and balls. he was physically trembling as She chose one of Her favorite floggers and ran it over his skin. One hit across the ass was all he got to be able to guess.

'Black leather flogger'. his voice was trembling so bad She made him repeat his answer.

'Are you positive' She whispered in his ear.

'Yes, Mistress'

Very good guess. slut. She proceeded to warm up his flesh with it slowly. If this was gentle he knew he better guess right on the others. his flesh was pink already

She laid the flogger to the side and picked up a paddle that had a heart shape cut out of it. She loved the heart shapes it left with firm impact. One smack across the cheeks and She waited for his guess, the faint heart shape appearing on his ass. he struggled to remember Her descriptions.

'Split leather paddle'

'Are you sure? Do you want one more to make sure you dont want to change your answer?'

'No Mistress, i'm sure'

'Well, you are sure, and wrong'

his knees weakened as She brought down multiple lashes on his ass, the hearts starting to pop up on his ass. he struggled against the ropes but everytime he moved his balls got pulled harder .

She continued on his ass and alternated with his upper back and the fronts and backs of his legs. Heart shapes were everywhere.

When She was satisfied She put the paddle down and grabbed Her cigarettes. She lit one and admired Her designs on his body, running Her nails over him.

his hard cock gave away his excitement and without warning She slapped it, watching it bounce with each hit.

'Open your mouth, tongue out'

She flicked Her ash on his tongue and told him to swallow.

As She circled him She leaned over and whispered in his ear

'I wonder which toy is next?'

his legs trembled as the thunder shook the house again.