1 comments/ 28650 views/ 11 favorites A Strip Whipping! By: Bi_Siamese My name is Mistress J. I reconnected with an old boyfriend named M who in the past was quite submissive but took quite good care of me orally. I got a surprise call from him one day and catching me in a good mood I decided to try a few experimental dates. I wasn't surprised finding over the phone that M had fallen into female domination and discipline. The day I left him I sucked his cock spitting his semen all over his bare cheeks and proceeded to spank it off with my bare hand until his entire cheeks were bright red. He was still squirming as if he was still getting spanked long after I stopped. Making him submit to this harsh spanking almost talked me into staying but I decided I had to leave for the good of both of us. The day I left I always had regrets because I never found another man whom I could trust. M openly confessed that he has had several Femdom relationships and to my surprise this happened because of his first initiation into the spanking that I gave him. He told me he had deep regrets the very day I left knowing that if I only incorporated female domination into our relationship things could have got better. I actually agreed with him but suggested we cannot do anything about the past only in the future and since both of us are free I suggested we have a few trial dates and start over. We agreed over the phone that it would be appropriate for me to give M an over the knee bare bottom spanking with M giving me a blank check on how hard I could spank him. I told him that he shouldn't worry because by the time I was finished spanking him his ass would be toasted hot. Truthfully both of us were quite hot to perform this coming home ceremony. We actually decided over the phone just to give each other a quick hug and a kiss at the door and immediately start the spanking. M gave me directions to his house and actually moved his car so I could have his parking spot in the carport. I quickly drove over to his house and parked in the empty spot walking up to the second floor condo and knocked on the door. Greeting me with a big smile on his face was that a handsome sexy mustached stud with a ponytail. As planned we gave each other a kiss on the mouth and a hug pressing my huge breasts into his chest. I was a little nervous but I was also excited at the same time. M was wearing a pair of blue jeans where he had cut out the cheeks perfectly for giving a spanking. I had told him I wasn't interested in looking at his cock on our first date so this little idea of his solved the problem perfectly bearing his buttcheeks which I was only interested in punishing. He had placed a chair in the middle of the living room as planned so I sat down and pulled him over my lap so that my stronger right hand could do all the spanking. Thinking about what could have been actually made me want to give him an even more intense paddling. I wanted to sear into his very being how much I wanted to dominate him. Telling him to lie still I began the spanking working on his tender lower cheeks snapping my fingers as I spanked. I have a technique of hand slapping using my fingernails scratching and digging as I spanked him. I was glad the door was closed because after about the fourth swat he was already crying out and didn't stop until I was finished. I loved watching him bouncing up and down on my lap as I swatted him. I could see my hand disappearing into his flesh and as it rose away a new red handprint appeared along with some scratches from my nails. I actually enjoyed spanking M who more than deserved everything I could give him for punishment. I think I spanked him for a good ten minutes before I allowed him to slither on the floor crying in tears. We went to dinner that night finding a private booth to talk about our new arrangement. I decided I didn't want another relationship like we had before scarcely considering being his fulltime Mistress. The idea of being paid to give my ex-lover a whipping turned me on. I really didn't want to be paid in cash but preferred fancy dinners, clothing, and gifts instead. I told him that I would take him shopping where he would buy me whatever I wished and in return we would have a private session one he would never forget. M agreed with a nasty smile on his face. I told him the spanking I gave him today would cost him today's dinner and another one next week. After the initial introductory spanking I began disciplining M twice a month. We usually would go out shopping first deciding on what to buy and the amount which more than paid for the session the following night. I decided that being a lady I wanted to go to dinner the night I disciplined my slave because going out to a nice restaurant made the event even more special. I didn't want to just go to his place to give him a beating and leave without celebrating. I wanted both of us to feel special even though he suffered through a whipping. I found that men are just like children and have to be nurtured after good whipping. Spending time afterwards is important for the relationship and for both of our well being. I didn't want M to think it I was just in it to beat the sins out of him every week and not establish a real loving relationship. We both enjoyed talking about the whippings afterwards as well as consequences and things we both could do to improve our lives. We actually got a lot closer even though we were not having sex. Every whipping I watched a strong handsome man strip naked for me putting his total trust in whatever way I chose to punish him. This was a real turning point for me because now I had M even though he was my slave I became more loving and caring for him because of the trust he put in me. M liked the idea of being whipped before an altar and candles with me being the representative of the goddess. I liked the idea of him being respectful and worshiping fact that I was the goddess in human form and then I was a representative of female superiority. I didn't want to get into a set a way of doing the same session over and over again because I liked to use surprise and variety to make the sessions more exciting. Both of us liked talking over the phone to do some pre-planning for the session so that I could decide before and whether I wanted to a specific thing or not. M was quite open to most anything giving me quite a variety of nasty things to choose from to do to him. The more I learned about his past experiences the more I regretted leaving him because even though all those nasty things were in my mind I thought I was living with a fairly straight guy and come to find out he was quite open to almost anything. I decided to take on the Biblical named Delilah and call my slave Samson. I worked out several hair removal scenarios that worked well with the Biblical theme of removing power whenever you remove Samson's hair and slowly shaving my slave until he was totally under my power. M knew I wasn't interested in having sex with him because of my chosen lesbian background. After my last relationship ten years ago I decided that the lesbian lifestyle was more to my liking and I turned butch. I found out that having a woman eating your pussy to orgasm was a lot easier than having a stud pretend he was eating your pussy just so he could stick his cock inside of it squirting you full of his slimy semen. I never let M know who my girlfriends are or who I sleep with but I am getting plenty of sex from the mouths of beautiful lesbian women. Being a butch I love strapon fucking my younger girlfriends to orgasm. I also enjoy fucking there buttholes just because I can. In my nursing job I work with a lot of lesbian wannabes whom I introduced to oral and strapon sex. I have plenty of women ringing my phone off the hook to go to bed with. I told myself I should've forgotten about men all along and I would've had a lot more fun and sexual pleasures. Not long after we started seeing each other M confessed that he had really enjoyed strapon sex. I almost fell off my chair but didn't let on that I had been screwing women for quite some time with a strapon. It was quite exciting to hear that his ex-wife had been strapon fucking him during the entire marriage and M totally enjoyed getting it in the ass. I never considered him a gay because when we were together I fingered and licked his asshole and he enjoyed it then including licking my own asshole. I wanted to give him an experienced that none of the other women had done before so rather fucking his asshole as for pleasure I told myself I was going to teach him how to suck cock with a strapon and test his humiliation level. I really didn't want him to know how good I was at strapon fucking because then he would want that all the time and truthfully it is more enjoyable to fuck woman because her pussy is already lubricated from excitement so I can easily pull out of her pussy and directly push into her asshole without using any jelly. I love showing off my body to M just to get a rise out of him. I think M loves being naked especially at the beach. I'm little reserved in public but I surely like showing off my naked body as well. M Loves sucking on my nipples so I gave him an occasional suck is to keep his interests. During our private sessions I have no problem being in various stages of undress other than keeping my panties on so he doesn't get any ideas about fucking me. I think swinging a whip bear breasted without the limits of my tight bras gives me the freedom to with him even more intensely because I can take a full swing without my bra chafing my skin. I do enjoy wearing something sexy every time we have the session and never were in the same thing twice. Sometimes I actually like to be fully clothed denying my slave any chance of seeing my flesh during the whipping. Whenever I want to masturbate I do it when I'm behind him so he cannot see. Sometimes I even blindfold him so that I can play with myself as I whip. When we were lovers he learned how to eat my pussy to my liking and actually learned how to last long enough to fuck me to orgasm. I liked teasing him because I have the ability to stall my orgasm forever making him stay beneath the sheets for hours to satisfy my lusts. Many times M would fall asleep with his head in my crotch only to wake up and continue eating my pussy until I was satisfied. That was my first sign he loved to be dominated enjoying the comfort of being trapped between my legs. I even taught him how to lick my asshole so that I could climax. He will never forget the times I licked his asshole until he shot his come all of the sheets without even touching his cock. Even though he has a nice velvety mouth I think it is better to deny him any oral pleasures and enjoy my girlfriends. One night after a fun shopping trip M had bought me an expensive watch I told him that I was going to give him a special "Strip Whipping" where every time I removed in article of clothing I would use a different toy to punish his bare flesh. I decided to use my bare hand for warm up, a riding crop, a wooden paddle, a razor strap, a flogging whip, and finally a fresh cut cane. M was in for a big surprise because my pussy was completely shaven which is what I have been hiding from him all along. Three days before the session I decided to come over to his place and give him a full genital shave as well. I was surprised that M didn't balk when I told him I was going to shave his genitals as smooth as a baby. He had a dildo that had a suction end which could stick to the side of the shower. I impaled him on the 9in. dildo so he couldn't move and proceeded to shave off his pubic hair with several safety razors until every last hair was gone. He liked the fact that I was playing with his dick at the same time but to my surprise he never got hard because of the dildo that was completely buried in his butthole stifled his ability to get hard. When I finished I made him start fucking himself pushing on and off the dildo attached to the wall. That was the only fucking he was going to get that night from me. It actually turned me on to watch my slave fucking himself making me wish I didn't keep my promise to myself because I wanted to strap it on force him to bend over and screw his ass off. On Saturday morning I took M shopping at a posh lingerie store where I purchased a black tight skirt with a matching black top. I also had him buy me string of pearls so that I could wear reminding him that I would allow him to come if he took the whipping well. For my undergarments I purchased a black silk slip, a beautiful flowered lace bra with matching panties. I also made him buy me a black garter belt and stockings along with a pair of shiny black paten leather pumps with 4in. heels. I didn't let him see me dressed up but my girlfriend who owns the shop told me I definitely had the dominatrix look and would drive my slave crazy with lust. After my shopping trip I seduced more money out of my slave's wallet to have my hair done as well as a manicure and pedicure. I wanted my nails nice and sharp and painted bright red reminding him of blood. My hairdresser Glenda is a lesbian and always gives me a good butch haircut shaping it close to my face but leaving enough to cover my ears. Glenda has a soundproof room in the back where she can give her favorite clients "the special". This includes a washing, haircut, a pussy shave, and afterwards a hot oral licking. We are already lovers so she doesn't charge extra but I always leave Glenda a good tip. I love feeling her luscious lips wrapped around my clitoris and her long tongue pushing deeply inside my vagina. This is why I prefer a woman eating my pussy because no man has ever gotten me off like Glenda can. After my hair cut she pulled off my panties and started delicately shaving my pussy. Every flick of the shaver was turning me on making me hot for her mouth. After the shave she washed me off and started eating me right there in the chair. I was in heaven as she fingered my G-spot sucking on my clitoris making me squirt all over her face. I kissed her immediately afterwards licking my juices from her mouth and cheeks. We kissed passionately and exchange tongues stroking each other's breasts pinching our hard nipples. I told her all about my strip whipping for my slave and she was quite excited. Glenda invited me over to her place on Sunday afternoon to spend several hours making love lazily in bed. My mouth was already watering thinking about licking her wet shaven pussy. I gave her a $50.00 tip thanks to my slave promising Glenda multi-orgasmic pleasures Sunday afternoon. Let me tell you a little bit about how M and I got to this point. In order to feel safe I had to make M promise me on paper in his own writing that I could totally enslave his body, soul, and spirit giving me complete ownership and use of his entire being. The only law behind closed doors would be whatever I ordered or made him do. I do not like safewords and I show no mercy. I wanted his complete trust in whatever I did to him or made him do for me. I wanted him to know that I can take him all the way to the point of hell and back with his full trust in whatever I did. He signed in his own blood on the night of the new moon. In total darkness we went for a walk to the beach at midnight finding a nice intimate secluded spot away from people. Stripping him completely naked I forced him to lie over a flat rock face down flogging him with his own leather belt until his back, ass, and legs were covered with welts. Shaken and in tears I forced him to hike naked all the way back home. This was his first taste of finding out what he had signed. It was now Saturday night and time for me to perform my "Strip Whipping". I had taken a shower at home making sure that my pussy was freshly perfumed and powdered. I even tasted my own juices making me wish I could give my own pussy a good licking myself. I was thinking that if M played his cards right I might even allow him to eat my pussy. I was willing to take a risk taking our relationship up another notch at least allowing him to orally satisfy my insatiable appetite for cunnilingus. I spent a lot of time doing my makeup making sure my eyebrows were properly plucked to a fine line. I used dark colors for the dominatrix look and even applied extra long eyelashes. I used ruby red lipstick matching my nails and some pink blush on my cheeks. As I did my makeup all I could think about was my pussy which was still tingling from my oral treat at Glenda's. I couldn't stop thinking about allowing my slave to eat my pussy after I gave him a good whipping. For me I believe pussies were made for licking rather than fucking except when it comes for procreation. I have a girlfriend who got pregnant by sucking off her husband passing his sperm in a kiss and forcing him to go down on her spitting his sperm into her pussy. It must have been pretty potent semen because they only did it once and nine months later she had a bouncing baby girl. She has never given her husband any relief since that last sucking having turned totally lesbian. He wears a cock cage to keep him from masturbating and once a week she screws him with her strapon allowing him to come during the fucking. This is a fitting fate for a male slave married to a lesbian. One thing I knew for sure M was going to get a real thrashing; one he would never forget. I had called him on the phone and told him to get himself squeaky clean and shave his cock and balls like I trained him. Tonight I wanted to give him the whipping first then go out to dinner afterwards because I knew I could convince him to go out to a more expensive restaurant with a freshly whipped body. I think both of us were quite excited about this ritual whipping. I was more excited than him because I knew exactly what I was going to do to him and what I was going to give him for being such a good slave. I convinced myself that getting my slave of the my pussy juices was going to draw him deeper into my web desires. I made M slave drive over and pick me up. When he saw me all dressed up he couldn't believe how beautiful I looked. To get his motor running I reminded him how much more beautiful I would look once I started stripping naked for him. M constantly complemented me all the way to his condo making me feel quite the lady of the night. I told him not to be too complementary because he still has to look forward to a very painful whipping before we go out to dinner. This seemed to shut him up making him very quiet contemplating his fateful whipping. M parked his sports car in the carport escorting me into his condo. On the way to the door of the nosy neighbor lady caught us giggling and laughing so I just blurted out to her we didn't have time to talk because I have a spanking to attend too. She is quite religious turning red immediately running back into her house slamming the door. Little did she know I was telling the truth? M nervously opened his front door allowing me inside first locking the door behind us. I told him to open the chilled bottle of champagne and pour myself a glass. I could tell he was nervous because he finally realized he was going to get the promised whipping I had been planning for the last week. I had already decided that the reason for the whipping would be out of my slave's obedience to my word. The whipping would not be for any other reason other than my asking. I wanted my slave to prove his loving obedience to me by taking a serious physical whipping for no other reason but to satisfy my own sadistic need to punish him. M handed me a glass of chilled champagne filling another glass of water for himself because I forbid him to have any alcohol which would deaden the pain of the whipping. I decided to make his promise as a toast. Clinking glasses I looked deeply into his dark brown eyes seeing the fear speaking directly to his subconscious telling him I was going to enjoy making him pay for every single piece of clothing I removed by whipping his bare flesh like never before. I could see my slave trembling knowing what he was going to receive because I never show mercy once I start a session. I took my newly purchased pearl necklace twirling it around giving M something to look forward to promising him I would allow him to shoot his own pearls after the whipping. I could see that this quickly got his imagination into high gear putting a smile on his face. I always like to throw my slave a crumb even if I rarely keep the promise. I didn't want him to know I was actually going to sit on his face and make me eat my pussy until I came instead. A Strip Whipping! I finished my glass of champagne set down the glass telling M it was time. I unzipped M's pants pulling out his genitals seeing how excited he was because he was almost totally erect. Taking him by the balls and painfully squeezing I escorted him squealing into the living room. As I demanded over the phone he had all the toys laid out on the arm of the couch. I saw a riding crop, a wooden paddle, a razor strap, a leather flogger and a cane freshly cut from the beach. The footstool was placed before the altar so I complimented M for having everything in order. Giving his balls another death squeeze causing M to cry out I let go watching him holding his balls and cringing. I ordered him to strip completely naked standing before me so that I could inspect his body. Watching a man strip completely naked before his Mistress who is fully clothed is a ritualistic way for the Mistress to prove her dominance over him. Even though my slave has freely disrobed I stood before him fully clothed as his owner and Mistress. I reminded him when Adam and Eve or tossed from the garden and forced to wear clothing so that they could not see each other's nakedness. I told my slave that he was going to have to pay that price and suffer to see me remove all of my clothing. I brought a pair of leather gloves that I could massage his naked body with so I put them on giving his bare bottom a SWAT! M almost flew to the ceiling from being startled like that. I actually started stroking his cock with one hand and continued squeezing his balls with the other working his cock until he was rock hard. I made sure he had shaved his cock and balls clean for me and not surprisingly he did a good job because I felt no bristly hair. I started massaging my slave's shoulders to get him to relax just a little bit because he was so nervous. He was trembling so bad he couldn't even stand up straight. I think I had my slave exactly where I wanted him in total fear and trembling before me. Ordering him to kneel before the altar I lit the double red candle and took the statue of Venus for him to kiss. I forced him to kiss the breasts on the statue which was completely naked reminding him that I would be stripping naked for him as well and be much more beautiful promising him that soon he would be sucking and kissing my real breasts. I placed the statue back on the altar and grabbed M by the ponytail pulling it hard with my left hand and slapping his face back and forth with my right until he got my attention. I warned him that the whipping had already begun by slapping his face and that there would be no mercy until I finished. Yanking him by the ponytail I made him crawl to the couch. It was time to begin. I sat down removed my leather gloves and placed a clean white towel over my lap. Tapping my lap I ordered him to lie over it facing my left side so that I could spank him with my right hand. I could see that M was excited because his cock was rock hard and already dripping pre-come which is why I needed the towel to keep my skirt from getting soiled. I opened my legs a little so that his cock could spike downwards between them. I took my left hand and firmly pushed it into the small of his back to keep him from bouncing around too much. M had a perfect spankable ass nice and curved with enough meat to give a good blistering. He also had a strong back and thick thighs to whip. I think today I am going to whip his calves and even his chest just to test his obedience even farther. I learned that you have to give a good warm-up spanking to get your slave prepared to receive pain. The warm-up gets the pain endorphins flowing so that my slave can withstand a good whipping. A hand spanking is all about the sound of my hand bouncing off his bare flesh instilling fear into his very spirit as he experiences the quick snapping blows on his bare bottom. The warm-up spanking is all about instilling fear and getting the brain to start producing chemicals that fight the pain which enables me to give a more intense spanking. Note that these chemicals are only temporary because M is going to feel the effects of this whipping for several weeks afterwards. Having M over my knees like this is like bringing a lamb for the slaughter because he really doesn't know what I'm going to do to him. Raising my hand high in the air I began the bare bottom spanking slapping both cheeks evenly working my way from top to bottom making sure I especially covered his tender lower cheeks which made him cringe every time I struck them. I didn't hit him too hard because I didn't want to listen to him crying out as yet. I wanted to give him a false sense of security luring him into my trap. I didn't want him too afraid until I brought out the major toys. Sitting down with my heels made me noticed that my slave could easily stay over my lap because they pushed my knees a little higher up giving him and even platform to lie over. Sometimes when I spank my slave he falls off my lap and it pisses me off. I didn't bother counting the blows I just wanted to give him a nice red bottom making a nice base for the rest of the whipping. I spent a good ten minutes spanking his bottom giving him more intense blows at the end until he was finally crying out after every spank. Taking the spanking well except for occasional squirm attempting to avoid the blows my slave obediently lie over my lap taking the first part of the spanking. I was quite satisfied when I finally finished giving him a nice burning red butt to contemplate. I could tell that his respiration and heart rate had increased sending the ever needed pain endorphins throughout his body. Ordering M off of my lap I let him slide to the floor and kneel before me. He was busy rubbing his sore behind looking sadly up at me knowing he was about to get another spanking. Standing up I unbuttoned my black a flowered blouse allowing it to slowly slip off my shoulders revealing half of my see through black slip showing off my sexy brassiere beneath it. This dramatic view took M's mind off of his sore bottom until I sat back down placed the damp towel over my lap inviting M to lie down once again. This time I could tell M was a little hesitant to have his bottom spanked once again. To my surprise M regained his erection showing me he was definitely turned on to my domination. Standing up I grabbed him by his erection forcibly pulling him to my lap. It took a minute to get him settled in to finally volunteer for another paddling. Before I picked up the paddle I gave his sore ass a little massage watching him wince a little as I squeezed his freshly spanked flesh. Picking up the wooden paddle I began looking at it contemplating giving my slave another spanking. What I liked about the wooden paddle is that it got into the deeper muscles below punishing the muscle tissue which will give him a reminder message of today's spanking for a good week instead of just a few days. I picked up the wooden paddle and I could see M begin to cringe. I began rubbing the surface of the paddle all over his bare behind telling him to try to relax the muscles in his behind so the sting will not be as much. Truthfully in my own personal findings is that a good relaxed behind allows me to tenderize the muscle tissue all the way to the bone almost like an athlete working out for an entire game. When M relaxed his ass I began the paddling. I started out smacking him softlyt sucking him into my fault sense of security once again. His body swayed back and forth as I traded off cheeks making sure I not only covered the top of his cheeks but the sensitive bottom as well. After a good twenties swats I increase the intensity making M cry out after every pop of the paddle. I actually enjoyed the sound it made echoing off his bare flesh. I have experimented in the past and found that spanking with a cadence is better than a few pops here and there. I pressed my left hand down hard into M's back and started bearing down with the paddle counting out a new swat every two seconds. He couldn't take it at first but as soon as he figured I wasn't going to stop he settled down and concentrated on taking the paddling crying out to god after every blow. I reminded him that I was the goddess so I determined the length and the amount of punishment he is to receive because I was sure that god was actually enjoying watching this sinner finally getting his just punishment. I found that a lot of slaves have a guilty conscience and actually enjoy getting spanked thinking that they're paying for their misdeeds by allowing a dominant woman to punish them. M is one of these slaves grown up quite religious so I take advantage and love punishing his bottom for past sins. Even though today I'm punishing him for no reason at all I'm sure in his mind he has plenty of things to be whipped for. I actually enjoy hearing his confessions because he allows me to judge him and pronounce a just punishment which is usually a lot more severe than asking god for forgiveness because I make sure of that. Even though it was his fault for our breakup when I finally allowed him to come back he pled my forgiveness volunteering his flesh for several beatings thinking it would make me feel better. But truthfully it actually did make me feel better getting me hooked on the idea of being his Mistress. Thinking about this made me want to beat his ass even harder. Biting my bottom lip I began raising the paddle as high as I could in the air giving him full swats. It was so powerful that M's entire body pushed forward on my lap after every blow. It was all he could do to keep from putting his hands over his ass trying to block the blows. I love the wooden paddle because it can literally blister the flesh which I have done on M before but I still had plenty of other implements to whip him with so I had to stop even though I was enjoying. I decided to give him ten real hard whacks sending lightning like shocks throughout his entire body. I was sure that M's eyes almost popped out of his sockets when he felt the blows. He was screaming with every pop of the paddle. When I finally finished I tossed it on the floor and told him to kneel before me. Quickly he fell off of my knees and knelt looking up into my beautiful blue eyes shaken with fear. Staring at me with tears in his eyes holding his well punished bottom I stood up from the couch and stuck my thumbs into my skirt pushing it down my shapely hips and off completely removing it showing him my see through slip. His cock actually got hard once again as he saw my garter belt beneath holding up my black stockings. My panties over the garter belt were see-through just like the slip so he had full view of my shaved pussy. I stood there for several minutes slowly undulating my hips as if I were fucking giving him time to breathe in the site. I was sure if that his cock was wishing it could be inside me like many years before and I was sure as hell determined never to allow him entrance to my pussy ever again. I ordered my slave to stand and when he got up I grabbed his cock squeezing it until a gob of pre-come coated with a palm of my hand. I wiped it all over his mouth thanking him for getting so excited about seeing my body slowly undress by enduring the whippings. I pointed to the footstool ordering him to lie over it. I decided to play game with my slave giving him the choice to stop and I would leave immediately but the catch would be I would never have another session with him ever again. With a tear in his eye falling down his cheek M told me he wanted to finish because he never wanted me to give him up. Wiping the tear from his face I told him to get over face down on the footstool because there was plenty more to tears for him to cry today. I decided to give his ass a break so I picked up the flogger and as soon as M was in place I started giving him a scourging by methodically whipping his back up and down and across never stopping for relief spending a good 30 minutes tantalizing and tenderizing his flesh. This flogger was not meant to sting or break skin but merely keep the slave interests in further punishment when I will use something more painful. I used the flogger on his sore cheeks making him squirm all over as I smacked his well punished bottom. I even began whipping his thighs flicking the sensitive insides as well. Once again the flogger is perfect for seducing a slave into that false sense of security because M was surely enjoying the leather massage from the whip emitting pleasured moans with every flick. I even made M roll over on his back so that I could flog his bare chest and nipples. I even flicked his ball several times just to wake him up to the fact that this definitely was a whipping. When I finished I dropped the flogging whip on the floor and moved around to the front of the footstool where M could watch. M Was still on his back so that he had to watch me disrobe upside down. I immediately removed my slip by letting the thin straps fall off my shoulders so that the slip fell to the floor revealing everything underneath giving him a luscious view of my body wearing only my bra, garter belt, and panties. His dick really got hard when he saw me like this. I moved back around so that I could straddle his hips. I actually told him to look at me allowing him five minutes to masturbate as I slowly rotated my hips standing over his cock so that it was only inches from my pussy. He forgot all about the whipping and I definitely knew he was fantasizing about fucking me. I kept watching his mouth as his tongue licked his lips which was turning me on because I knew that after the whipping my pussy would be all over his mouth instead of being penetrated by his useless cock. M's hips were lewdly thrusting as if he was having intercourse with me. I decided to give him more of a show pushing two fingers into my pussy and began lewdly masturbating myself. When my fingers were nice and sticky I took them out of my pussy licking them off as he watched reminding him of my lesbianism. I could tell he also wanted a taste so I pushed them back into my pussy finger fucking myself for a full minute pulling them out and offering them to his lips as he hungrily sucked them clean. If there is an aphrodisiac it is surely pussy juices because both of us were reinvigorated. Ordering M to roll over once again I grabbed the razor strap. I was quite turned on and ready to have my pussy licked but I wanted to finish the whipping I had started giving something he would never forget. The razor strap was similar to the paddle because it exercised as all the muscle tissue beneath the skin making sure that your slave was nice and sore for some time depending upon the severity of the blows. Having already taken my bare hand and the paddle I was sure I was going to get some good screams when I started strapping his already sore bottom. He had told me he picked up the razor strap from a cutlery store and ever since that day his x-girlfriend used it on him on a regular basis. I was determined to wipe that memory clean and give him a new taste of what a real strapping feels like. I learned that if you whip the same spot several times that pain intensity multiplies so this was exactly what I was going to do with the strap. I was going to give him three quick snaps all on the same spot and make him howl. I decided to trade off from left to right and quickly started on the top left part of his bottom. On the third blow M cried out and just as I was starting to whip the right side. I had him crying out for blows I had already registered as I continued whipping back and forth. The good thing about the razor strap is that it's too wide to break the flesh enabling me to continue whipping without worry other then adding more time before he could sit down again which turns me on. Being free of my slip enabled me to swing faster making the strapping more painful. I wish the neighbors could hear but I didn't care. The lady on the other side of the wall was also into female domination having had a drink with her at a lesbian bar before and she revealed it to me. When I told her that I give her next door neighbor an occasional whipping she actually got excited and told me to give a few licks for her because he surely deserves it. I had seen the woman next door walk in her house so I knew she was home so I decided to really make M scream just for her. She had given me her cell phone number so I grabbed my phone and decided to call her up. M had no idea what I was doing because I kept whipping his bare bottom with the strap as I called Renee. She knew what I was doing as soon as she heard my voice. Renee wanted to come over and watch but I told her no promising another time. I told her I wanted to give a few licks in her honor and I was going to hold the phone in M's ear so that she could say hello and wish him the best. I placed the phone so that M could hear and to his embarrassment he heard his next door neighbor lady tell him that I was going to administer 30 more licks in her honor and that someday soon she would be helping. M's bottom was already quite sore but I was willing to do anything for my lesbian sister. Embarrassed and further humiliated M raised his ass high in the air telling me to go to work. I kept the phone on so that Renee could hear all his cries. We talked as I struck him and actually made a date to spend some bedtime together. Renee was quite an attractive woman ten years younger than myself but made it a point at the club to buy me a drink and give me an open mouth kiss goodbye symbolically telling me Renee wasn't afraid to invite me to bed. Renee was definitely enjoying listening to my slave screaming as I gave him the strap. She told me she could hear through the walls but only faintly but over the phone it was definitely like being there. I decided to allow Renee to listen to the entire strapping telling her how much I was looking forward to eating her pussy. I love talking dirty to my lesbian girlfriends over the phone informing them in explicit details what I'm going to do to them. Being a dike I promised I was going to sit on Renee's face and possibly piss down her throat after finding out she enjoyed golden champagne at the bar. After listening to the spanking she told me it was getting her turned on making her fantasize about getting spanked by me on our next private visit. I think M's adrenaline had kicked in because he was getting used to the powerful snaps of the strap making his rear end a deeper and deeper red color. I told Renee I had to finally stopped or I would beat my slaves ass completely off. Understandably she made me promise not to miss our date next week. I told her I wouldn't miss it because I was also looking forward to getting my pussy eaten and licking her smart bottom with my strap. When I met Renee at the bar she had noticed that I was wearing a thick leather belt asking me coyly if I use it on bare bottoms knowing I was a dominant butch. I promised her I would definitely use it on her bare bottom when we got together. Before I hung up I told Renee to masturbate about today and fantasize about our next meeting. I also told her to call me tomorrow because I would love to chat when I was alone. M was quite shaken and out of breath from the strapping. His face was hot and sweaty covered in watery tears from crying. I went and got him a cold glass of water to drink as he lay over the footstool as I massaged a healing ointment into his sore buttocks which actually makes the flesh tingle and burn but giving some relief. I reassured M that I was done with his ass tonight so I'd have to rely on the rest of his body to punish. I reminded him that there was a payoff for taking such a hard licking with the strap. I stood in front of him and slowly wiggled my panties down slowly to my feet taking them completely off. M's eyes were popping out of the sockets having finally been given the right to view my sacred goddess pussy. This was the first time he saw me naked from the waist down since the three months we have been playing. A Strip Whipping! I began rubbing the crumpled up panties up and down my shaved slit collecting as much juices as I could from my wet crotch. To his surprise I even held them in front of his face and began pissing on them so that they were nice and wet. Grabbing him by the ear I pulled it hard enough forcing him to open his mouth pushing the wet panties inside. M hesitated momentarily knowing that he was going to get a real taste of my golden champagne. Once he bit down on the panties and started sucking I slapped him back and forth across the face for hesitating promising him a belly full of urine after the whipping. Angrily I told him the price he was going to pay for me removing my panties was some CBT time because I was going to whip his balls like never before. M has a spaghetti whip made of thin diameter leather with about thirteen strands 12in. long. This is a perfect whip for whipping useless balls and punishing a slave. And Grabbing the spaghetti whip I ordered M to stand with his legs wide open keeping the panties in his mouth so that he could enjoy all the flavors during the whipping. Taking his cock in my left hand I began stroking it slowly until he was rock hard. I wanted him to know even when his cock was hard he was going to be punished and never get to use it in my pussy. With his nuts nice and a hard drawn up tightly as if he was going to come I began snapping the whip painfully upward connecting with both balls at once. Each time that I whipped his balls I could see him wince biting my panties even more intensely squeezing more of my urine down his throat. I have a technique that I prefer with a whip rather than just kicking my male slave in the balls I prefer making him suffer through at least 50 blows where he is finally so painfully bent over as if he had received a single kick. This stretches out the time and I can look my slave into his pathetic face watching him suffer from every blow. When I first took M on as a slave he always had an erection so to teach him that I was not interested I would grab the spaghetti whip and punish his balls so well he could not get another erection for the entire night which is exactly what my plans were tonight. As I whipped his balls I could feel his cock slowly losing hardness and length until after all 50 licks of the whip he was completely flaccid bending over painfully crying and holding his sore whipped balls. This was my favorite look of my slave having just volunteered to have his balls painfully whipped knowing the outcome. I told him for being such a brave but idiotic slave for allowing his balls to be whipped I was going to reward him by beating his back after I removed my luscious brassiere. I decided the price that M was going to pay for seeing my breasts was a beating with a riding crop. It will definitely leave nasty marks and welts for several weeks and teach him a lesson he will never forget. I was going to blindfold him and force him to crawl as I beat him with my crop. Blindfolding him first before I removed my beautiful black lace bra because I wanted him to pay a steep price before he actually got to see my beautiful bare breasts. I was also going to make him pay a stiff price just to be able to suck them. After I blindfolded him I wrapped my body around him giving M a long French kiss feeling his shaken whipped body slowly relax at least momentarily while I tongue fucked his mouth licking the insides of his lips and tickling his palette with the tip of my own tongue. I even allowed him to push his tongue into my mouth so that I could suck it like a cock. At the same time I was squeezing his balls and fondling his cock kissing him until once again he was rock hard. I was startled because the spaghetti whip did not stop him from getting another erection. I think the adrenalin flowing was definitely giving him and erectile boost. I was having so much fun making out I forgot all about continuing with the whipping. I could see the skin on his chest getting goose bumps from my hard nipples rubbing against it. I even made sure that I rubbed up against his nipples causing them to get quite erect from all the stimulation. Finally I put a stop to the kissing and made sure the blindfold was very tight so that he could not see putting pressure on his shoulders telling him to get down on his knees honoring his Mistress. I made him get on all fours straddling the middle of this back I sat down and slowly eased my full weight down on his back. Grabbing my discarded bra I decided to place it around his neck like a harness being careful not to destroy it. While I sat on his back making him quite encumbered I'd delicately tweaked my nipples until they were rock hard getting me quite turned on for another whipping. I was describing how beautiful they were getting my slave's mouth watering and willing to take another beating just to suck them. I actually asked M if I gave him an extra long beating perhaps maybe even 100 snaps of the crop for an opportunity to suck my nipples and he actually in a weakened timid voice agreed. I had beaten M a lot harder before over a period of about two hours but this time I think he was more excited because of new opportunities to touch and caress me. What he doesn't know is as soon as the whipping is done I'm going to be pissing down his throat and making him eat my pussy for several orgasms. M is a strong man so I decided to play cowgirl whipping him as I rode on top of his back. Grabbing my riding crop I told M to start circling around the living room cracking the crop across his bare asscheeks, muscular thighs, and strong shoulders marking them each time I smacked. Never hesitating he kept slowly moving in my prescribe circle giving me one hell of a ride. I wanted to take M to one of the special BDSM ranches and put him in a harness making him drive me naked as I rode in a buggy snapping a whip on his bare bottom. After several times around the room I got bored and ordered M to lie completely flat in the middle of the room where I had placed a large bath towel so that I could whip him with full swings at will. I told him that the ride was just a warm-up but now it was time for the real test of the crop. I like protecting the carpeting with towels in case I want to get real nasty and today I was in the mood to do things that I don't normally do. With M on his back I stood with both of my high heels right next to his face squeezing his cheeks together so he could not move his head. The riding crop had a rubber dildo shaped handle that was perfect for masturbating with. I opened my pussy lips with my left hand and began fucking myself with the handle rubbing my clit at the same time. I was already turned on from whipping my slave and it didn't take long and I started squirting all over his back. It was a mixture of my own come and urine. I didn't want to get him too wet so I was forced to stop the flow with my expert muscle control. For sure I wanted to save my golden champagne to give my slave another drink later on after he eats my pussy. I took my left high heel pushing the stiletto point into the back of his neck until he cried out. Warning him to hold still I began furiously striking his legs with my crop stinging all over like a swarm of bees. Only my stiletto heel sticking in M's neck kept him from squirming all over as I pushed even harder whenever he tried to avoid the stinging blows. I made sure I covered every square inch of both his muscular thighs and calves. I was actually enjoying punishing my slave as he helplessly lay on the floor for me. Taking a moment to force him to kiss both of my shoes I even made him suck on my heels pretending they were my cock. After having all this sadistic fun I started getting nastier with my slave. I forced him to arch his back so that I could push my high heel into his butthole making him moan as I fucked him with it. I was fucking myself with the dildo-like handle of the crop at the same time getting it nice and gooey with my juices. Pulling my heel from his asshole I replaced it with the handle of the crop giving him a big surprise. M let out a loud gasp but didn't fight the fact that I've just buggered his asshole with my crop. Pushing it in a good four inches I began using the ball on the end to massages his prostate gland something I've done many times with my middle finger as I masturbated him to orgasm. He was already forgetting all about the whipping and was actually enjoying my anal prodding. I was sure that even though he was being raped from behind he was in no hurry to call anyone for help. I continued fucking his butthole and fingering myself at the same time. I mentioned to him several weeks ago when we were watching an adult female domination movie where the Mistress buttfucked her slave with a strapon that I wanted to do the same thing to him and fucking him this way reminded me of how much fun it would be to take him like a woman. After about five minutes of prostate prodding I got bored pulling the handle out of his asshole. I grabbed his ponytail pushing the handle into his mouth ordering him to clean it up for me. To my surprise he didn't even balk at where it had just been sucking and licking it clean for me. I knew I had a defeated sissy slave in my hands. I told myself I was going to have him eat my nasty asshole after all of this. I walked over his back with my heels stopping at his feet and began whipping his back with the crop. M was crying out and squirming all over pounding the floor with his fists. The more he ranted and raved the more intensely I whipped him marking his shoulders with deep red welts every time I struck. I finally had to force myself to stop before I endangered my slave's health. Having licked the handle of the dirty crop I had to take my slave to the bathroom forcing him to wash his mouth out with soap and then use mouthwash. I didn't want him sucking my nipples with a filthy mouth. Once his mouth was completely clean I untied his blindfold forcing him to kneel once more. I told him to take a good look at his Mistress breasts thanking him for taking such a beating just to see them. I bent over pushing them into his face but didn't allow him to lick or suck them. I even pushed his face into my crevice so that my breasts were on each side of his cheeks comforting him. M worshiped my body especially my breasts telling me often he wished he could suck milk from my succulent nipples. Sometimes I actually poured milk over them giving him a taste of what it would be like. I told M I was going to slap his face silly for a nipple suck. Standing back I told him to relax then I back handed him across the face and followed through with another full slap reddening both cheeks. Looking scared I slapped him a little softer using fear to add to the pain making him wince and cry out as I used my long nails to scratch as I slapped. I bopped both ears too until he saw stars finally stopping to allow him a suck. I spit on my left nipple and stuck it in his mouth which he eagerly sucked. I actually enjoy my nipples sucked giving me the nurturing feeling. M had nice full lips which can knead around my nipples as he sucks. It makes me feel loved and respected by him. I massaged his head as he sucked. I pulled my nipple out with a pop spit on my right nipple and pushed it between his open lips. As he sucked I deviously planned the last part of his whipping with a cane. M's sucking made my pussy wet. I pulled him off my nipple and kissed him passionately grabbing him by the balls. I vacuumed his tongue into my mouth and bit down to the point of pain but not causing him to bleed. I could feel his whole body tighten in my arms as I reminded him who was boss. I enjoyed my garter belt and stocking so much along with my heels I decided to keep them on for the remainder of the whipping. I was going to make my slave pay in other ways other than stripping completely naked I could tell by his revealing eyes how much he was enjoying seeing my hips encased in black lace and my shapely legs covered with black stockings. This look made me feel very sexy and alive knowing I was so attractive to my slave. When I play with the girls they usually prefer everyone being completely naked so that their mouths can lick and suck every square inch of each other's bodies. M who is very visual enjoys the fact that I could wear something sexy just for him and his eyes only. Leading M by the balls back to the living room I opened a plastic bag with a new butt plug vibrator ordering him to bend over legs apart and open his ass for me with his hands. With some spittle dripping from my mouth into his asshole I easily pushed the vibe into his anal cavity. Taking my cock and ball choke chain I wrapped it around his genitals and added a chain leash enabling me to pull it tight from his head. The leash ran over his crack and the vibe helping to keep it in place when I pulled on his balls. The vibrator works from a remote control and also there is a steel band at the top which touches the outside of his anus which can give the entire ring an electrical shock. M and has never experienced this before so he's in for quite an anal opener. I'm going to be able to control his asshole, has balls, his cock, and his mouth at the same time while I enjoy his sweet tongue pleasuring my pussy. I am very proud of the fact that in California we grow our own weeds such as "Arundo Donax" a special cane that was brought from France during the eighteen hundred's for building materials. It is now growing out of control in creek beds, riverbeds, and especially by our beaches. What especially got my attention was that this kind of cane was used to make Pan Flutes for beautiful music for a goddess and I could also use it to discipline my slave. What some people see as an innocent looking plant waving in the breeze, a trained dominatrix sees this as an opportunity to grab several switches to train and discipline her slave with. A large cane field also gives people a place to hide for ritual caning sessions. M first introduced me to caning and how erotic it is to perform a punishment ritual by the ocean. He took me to a stand of cane teaching me how to cut a switch, strip off the leaves so that there was a nice long cane perfect for whipping. I was so excited I forced him to get naked immediately and gave him a whipping right then and there stripping his bare ass and back. I fell in love with the swishing sound battering his bare flesh. The second I first used a switch I knew it would be part of my discipline regimen. M and I got on the floor and I opened my legs wide giving him for use my pussy. Grabbing M by his ponytail I pulled him into my crotch inviting him to begin eating me. When I felt his tongue separating my labia lips I almost melted telling myself what took so long to allow him to give me pleasuring again. For the first time in ten years I was allowing a man from my past to put his tongue on my sacred pussy. Taking charge I gave his balls a yank pulling the cock and ball harness tightly cinching around his genitals taking away his breath. Starling him I gave his anus a shock causing his hips to lift off the ground reminding him to make sure he did a good job eating my pussy or he would get more. I then picked up my favorite cane and slowly began snapping it all over his body. I didn't want to give him his earned stripes until after I had an orgasm. I planned on giving him thirteen licks across both cheeks that would take several weeks to heal so that all my girlfriends knew where he had been. I was fortunate to have a male slave who could eat pussy like lesbian. (Several of my girlfriends when I told them about the whipping afterwards have called me liars until I allowed M to eat their pussies making them all believers begging for more. They know how lucky I am telling me I should take more advantage of his mouth.) I gave M several more shocks warning him to stop tongue fucking my pussy and get to work it licking and sucking my labia lips doing my stretching exercises. Whenever I receive oral sex my partner lightly bites and pulls my lower labia lips to stretch them so I can brag about my appetite for oral sex. M and I started this technique a long time ago and he hasn't forgotten. I'm sure he has just witnessed the fruits of all the oral laborers because my inner labia lips are twice the size. With the vibe buzzing in his asshole M was quite content to keep pleasuring me even as his body continued to get painful licks as I continued snapping the tip of my freshly cut cane over his bare flesh. I needed a break from my fingers frigging myself as his velvety tongue took care of my lustful pleasures. It was exciting playing pick a spot to welt with the cane as I randomly struck his body making a mark each time. I could hear a faint moan from M as I whipped him muffled by my pussy. I zapped his anus several times to lick me harder electrically stimulating him to give me more pleasure. Whenever he stopped I turned the vibe off as a tease taking away his own pleasure. As I gave him the caning I was basically filling in spots I hadn't punished before flicking the tip of the cane just to tantalize his flesh. I knew that after I warmed his belly with golden champagne and forced him to lick my asshole I was going to make him get on all fours and cut him with thirteen more full strokes of the cane for my dessert. It's hard to punish a slave who was so masochistic actually enjoying a good whipping. I have to add some extra energy to the session to make sure I can take him well beyond his kinky limits. As M ate my pussy I began thinking about what my girlfriend told me last week as I was fucking her in the butt with my strapon inquiring when I was going to take my male slave the same way. It was a legitimate questions something I've been thinking about for several months. My lesbian lovers never denied me there back door entrance whenever I rolled them over because they felt it was the ultimate domination from there butch lover. I actually never take a woman to bed without fucking both of her orifices with separate dildos of course. I was actually getting excited fantasizing about fucking my slave in the ass which began triggering my climax. Sensing that I was about to come M was busy sucking my clitoris licking the tip with his tongue. I stopped whipping him grabbing the back of his head and pulling him deeply into my crotch. I started screaming and coming at the same time squirting all over his face. How a man who took such a beating could give me so much pleasure I don't know but I'm glad he's my slave. I stopped him from pulling away telling M to start simulating my pee hole with his tongue. During our interview phone conversations M told me his desire to drink my pee. I promise him when the opportunity came he would surely get his belly full. Once I relaxed I started filling his mouth with golden fluids. I could feel him sucking and swallowing rhythmically to my control of the flow stopping whenever his mouth was full so that he could swallow the contents. I had no idea where he got so experienced with drinking pee but now that I know how good he is I'm going to make him my potty mouth. I didn't want my slave to drowned otherwise I would lose my human toilet. He was trained him well as I felt him sucking and swallowing until my bladder was completely empty. M moved his lips back to eating my pussy like a good slave and soon I was turned on once again rotating my hips rhythmically with his tongue undulating inside of my pussy. I have a hard time getting a girlfriend to spend this much time pleasuring me orally which is why I keep M just for his magic mouth alone. I decided before I give him his final stripes I was going to reward him with a hot cocksucking swallowing his semen in my secret ownership ritual. Keeping me on the orgasmic edge M performed his multi-orgasmic magic giving me at least five orgasms before I forced him to stop. Rolling him over I sat on his chest bending forward I grabbed his balls twisting them in a knot until he cried out sucking his cock at the same time. I have trained my slave to retain his erection even during painful ball torture. I never allow him to feel my lips around his cock without providing a painful reminder that I own his entire being. Sucking only on the head it didn't take long and my slave was feeding me the contents of his full balls. I counted a good twenty squirts as I sucked and swallowed taking full ownership of every single sperm cell which I safely imprisoned in my belly. I'm fully aware that my slave has the ability of looking elsewhere possibly impregnating a new Mistress. Keeping him unable to get an erection or shoot a single sperm keeps my slave happy and free from other women.