I am the submissive slut of a gorgeous Dom who is artful at pushing my training with ever more inventive and debauch torture. We are fully committed to exploring all the delights and shades this arena offers.
I arrive at the hotel, a text has just arrived indicating the door to the headmaster’s office.
I hesitate as I get out of the car, checking my socks are regulation length, my White knickers are tight over my arse beneath my grey, short skirt and my shirt is pressed, although I know the undone buttons exposing my full breasts will no doubt elicit more punishment .
The steps up to the room seem interminable, my heart is beating as I remember what I have been told….
He opens the door at my first knock and invites me in.
He demands I stand in front of him, facing away with my legs apart, forced to look at the selection of canes lying on display in front of me as I feel him run his fingers across my already damp knickers, teasing my cunt for a brief moment before stopping and instructing me to choose which implement will provide my first experience of his discipline on this particular occasion…….