Victoria, a successful businesswoman, had always been drawn to the power dynamics of BDSM. She met Alexander, a man who understood and accepted her desires, at a local kink club. Their connection was instant, and they began to explore their boundaries together.
One evening, Victoria invited Alexander to her private playroom. She was dressed in a form-fitting leather corset and skirt, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she approached him. Alexander, already naked and kneeling, looked up at her with eager anticipation.
“Good evening, pet,” Victoria purred, running a gloved hand through his hair. “Tonight, we explore impact play. You will address me as Mistress.”
Alexander nodded, “Yes, Mistress.”
Victoria selected a leather paddle from her collection, its smooth surface gleaming under the soft lighting. She ran it gently over Alexander’s back, feeling the muscles tense beneath his skin. “Count for me, pet,” she commanded, bringing the paddle down with a sharp smack.
Alexander gasped, “One, Mistress.”
Victoria continued, each strike landing with precision, the sound of leather meeting flesh filling the room. Alexander counted each one, his voice growing hoarse with desire. After twenty, Victoria paused, running her gloved hand over the reddened skin. She could feel the heat radiating from his body.
“Well done, pet,” she praised, unzipping her skirt to reveal a leather harness and strap-on. “Now, it’s time for you to serve me in another way.”
Alexander looked up, his eyes widening with excitement and a hint of nervousness. Victoria smiled, “Don’t worry, pet. We’ll take this slow.”
She guided him to her favorite chair, sitting down and spreading her legs. Alexander leaned in, his tongue tentatively exploring her, finding her wet and ready. Victoria moaned, her head falling back as she enjoyed the sensation. She guided him with her hands, showing him what she liked, until she was writhing in pleasure.
“Enough,” she gasped, pulling him up to kiss him deeply. She could taste herself on his lips. “Now, pet, it’s time for you to fuck me.”
Alexander positioned himself, the strap-on pressing against Victoria’s entrance. She guided him in, gasping at the sensation of being filled. They moved together, Alexander’s thrusts steady and strong, Victoria meeting him with equal force. Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their pleasure filling the room.
Victoria came first, her orgasm ripping through her, her nails digging into Alexander’s back. He followed soon after, his body shuddering as he emptied himself into the harness. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat.
Alexander tested his bonds, a slight smile playing on his lips. “Comfortable, pet?” Victoria asked, running a gloved hand down his chest.
“Yes, Mistress,” he replied, his voice steady.
Victoria picked up a riding crop, running it lightly over Alexander’s body. She started at his neck, tracing the line of his collarbone, then down his chest, his abs, his thighs. Alexander shivered under her touch, his breath coming in short gasps.
Victoria brought the crop down with a snap, the tip landing on Alexander’s inner thigh. He jerked, a moan escaping his lips. “Count, pet,” Victoria reminded him.
“One, Mistress,” Alexander panted.
Victoria continued, alternating between light touches and sharp strikes, building a rhythm that had Alexander writhing in his bonds. His skin was flushed, his cock hard and leaking. Victoria ran the crop up his length, making him buck his hips.
“Please, Mistress,” Alexander begged, his voice hoarse.
Victoria smiled, putting the crop aside. She picked up a leather flogger, the tails soft and supple. She ran them over Alexander’s body, the sensation making him shiver. Then she began to flog him, the tails landing with a soft thud, the impact sending waves of pleasure through Alexander’s body.
He lost count, lost track of time, lost himself in the sensation. When Victoria finally put the flogger down, he was a quivering mess, his body covered in a sheen of sweat, his cock aching.
Victoria undid the cuffs, massaging Alexander’s wrists and ankles. She lay down beside him, pulling him into her arms. “How do you feel, pet?” she asked softly.
“Amazing, Mistress,” Alexander replied, his voice dreamy. “I feel…floaty.”
Victoria smiled, “Good. Now, it’s time for you to make me feel good.”
She guided Alexander’s hand between her legs, showing him how to touch her, how to make her writhe and moan. When she came, it was with a cry, her body convulsing in Alexander’s arms.
For their final session, Victoria wanted to combine everything they had learned. She dressed in a full leather catsuit, the material hugging her curves. Alexander was already naked and waiting, his eyes widening as he took in her appearance.
“On your knees, pet,” Victoria commanded, her voice firm. Alexander complied, his eyes never leaving her.
Victoria picked up a leather belt, running it through her hands. “Tonight, we explore impact play with a new implement. You will count each strike, pet. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Alexander replied, his voice steady.
Victoria brought the belt down with a snap, the leather landing on Alexander’s ass with a sharp crack. He jerked, a gasp escaping his lips. “One, Mistress,” he counted.
Victoria continued, the belt landing in a steady rhythm, each strike leaving a red welt on Alexander’s skin. He counted each one, his voice growing hoarse with desire. After twenty, Victoria paused, running her gloved hand over the reddened skin.
“Well done, pet,” she praised, unzipping her catsuit to reveal the strap-on. “Now, it’s time for you to serve me again.”
Alexander looked up, his eyes filled with desire. Victoria guided him to the bed, pushing him down onto his back. She climbed on top of him, positioning the strap-on at his entrance. She teased him, pressing in slightly before pulling back, making him beg for more.
Finally, she gave in, sliding the strap-on deep inside him. They moved together, Victoria setting the pace, Alexander meeting her thrust for thrust. Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their pleasure filling the room.
Victoria reached between them, her fingers finding Alexander’s cock. She stroked him in time with her thrusts, feeling him grow harder in her hand. “Come for me, pet,” she commanded, her voice firm.
Alexander obeyed, his body convulsing as he came, his cock pulsing in her hand. Victoria followed soon after, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shuddering as she emptied herself into the harness.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat. Victoria undid the strap-on, discarding it before pulling Alexander into her arms. She held him close, her heart pounding in her chest.
“I love you, pet,” she whispered, her voice soft.
Alexander looked up at her, his eyes filled with love. “I love you too, Mistress,” he replied, his voice steady.