In Seclusion [Str8] [bdsm] [fdom] [msub]

He eagerly fastened up the last few laces of the back of her corset, rejoicing in it, as he didn’t know the next time he’d be allowed to get this close to touching her. ‘’Nearly done?’’ she questioned, causing him to jump slightly, as he was afraid of upsetting his impatient Mistress. ‘’Al…Almost ma’am’’ he nervously stuttered, knowing that this answer was not good enough. ‘’Quickly now!’’ she demanded, as he hasted in looping up the last few links. ‘’Finished ma’am’’ he muttered, as his arms and head sank back into the only position she allowed him in without instruction.

She stood gracefully and slowly turned towards him, seductively stroking the sides of her body, tucked into a tight white corset. ‘’Good boy. How do I look?’’ she asked, as she gently moved her hand to straighten the bowtie she made him put on, as he took everything else off. She then made her way to his soft cheek, rubbing it with the side of her thumb. Knowing better than to gaze upon her without permission, he replied ‘’You always look beautiful ma’am’’. ‘’What a good little puppy’’ she stated, as her hand lifted from his cheek, and quickly swung back, slapping him across his face.

The only way he’ll learn [MF] [Fdom] [bdsm]

He stopped in his tracks as soon as he heard the keys turn in the lock of the front door. He knew that noise anywhere, and it always made his heart skip a beat. He quickly made his way towards that particular spot near the sofa and dropped to his knees, putting his hands behind his back, and bowing his head, making sure to avoid eye contact until given permission. He wasn’t going to make that mistake again…

She made her way through the hall, swinging the door closed and dropping her bag down any old place, as she knew her sweet little piece of ass would get it for her later anyway. The clicking of her heels across the wooden floor echoed through the house, letting him know she was coming straight for him, causing a small shudder. But he wasn’t sure if that was due to the thought of what would come next, or simply the cold getting to him, as it had already made the small hairs on his back stand on end. Just an apron and a hood doesn’t keep one very warm.