Session with Fettish

Session with Fettish

I crack my whip
Pulled with determination and a flick of the wrist
from tall black boots of death
Its leather tongue snaps hard against taught pink flesh of his derriere
WHACK!
He shouts...
Bad boy!
Giving root to my hard reckoning
Bringing his comeuppance swift
I lay him rough over a saw horse
Binding him tight ankle to wrist
His round bottom high and exposed
Streaked in reds from my leather kiss
My mark looks to me like a Monet
Sex Art
Speckled with blues and purples
I circle with intent and command him beg
As my heel clicks against hard floor
Each tap an exclamation of power
Perverting his weaknesses
Until his prick twitches with every thought of me
My name taking penthouse residence apon his lip
Mistress Jen ....puisant
Large and in charge
HBIC IN THIS HOUSE ASSHOLES!
Ne's plus ultra femme domme of the obscene minded
Who shiver my malice aforethought
Causing maddened height to their erection
And twisting sexual psychology
Until their kink is tied in knots
I poke and prod my crop at taboo
Releasing them by causing surrender
To my will
And my way
My every diktat followed to a T
Or suffer the concomitant end!
He shakes under my stone gaze
Adamantine in its unwavering
He breaks and yelps like a little puppy
My admonishment comes on wing
I berate him and then
I place a candle between his cheeks
And command him to hold this cross erect
Or feel its burn
He holds the candle with quivering cheeks
While I rest my Boot apon his head
Until delirious tremble causes wax to drip....drop...singe
And I blow gently across tight flesh of his buttocks
Raising gooseflesh
The wick out...his dick now on
I reach under grasp him firmly and stroke
He cums in 5
As i taunt him and call him a little pig
He squeals his appreciation
And is dismissed