One set of images has been staying in my mind since our recent call.

you are on your knees, sitting back on your heels, each ankle is tied tightly to its thigh so you cannot straighten your legs, and your knees are spread very far apart. The insides of your thighs show the marks from the paddle and pin wheel. The crotch of your panties is soaked through already.

your head is held high by the collar as I ask you to take you breasts out of your bra. your hand reaches inside a cup, cradling the soft breast and lifting it out. The same graceful movement is repeated with the second breast. you settle them on the shelf formed by the bra and say “I scooped them out for you, Master”.

How beautiful! you know how much I enjoy your breasts and now you are giving them to me, knowing full well that my attention to them comes with a great deal of pain for you. Yet you present them to me, chest heaving slightly from the anxiety of what is to come, breasts framed on three sides by the black of your bra, nipples standing proud.

I compliment you on the beauty before me and then instruct you to pick up the rubber band and pin wheel. Time to begin on those erect nipples…..

you did very well during the call and you pleased me.

Until next time,
Master Steve