Part 2
I waited naked in the dungeon and wondered if I would hear Mistress Vixen coming down the steps…
I was wondering how to be when she arrived and decided that kneeling with my hands behind my back, facing the door, but head bowed would be best; as I got in that position I heard the unmistakable sound of high heels on the stone steps and then the door opened..
“Look at your Mistress when she enters the room”
I lifted my head and saw absolute perfection – She stood legs apart.. dressed in tight black leather – mini-skirt, top, and long gloves, all in black leather – and those Dominatrix Boots… black, thigh-high, with 5” stiletto- heels and side zips…
“Stand Up”
I got to my feet
“Walk towards me”
I walked and stopped in front of her, hands behind my back
Without any warning She lifted her right hand and gave me a very hard slap on the side of my face which really stung…
“Stay still” she said and walked past me to the sideboard, she took a durex from the dish and threw it as my feet… “Kneel down and put that on .. I do NOT want any mess”..
I opened the foil and rolled it on and waited..
She said “Kneel and hands behind your back .. look up…” – I knelt there looking up at her, too late I realised what was going to happen… another hard face slap.
“How dare you have an erection” She said.
“Now get across the bench and I will give you the first part… 25 strokes of the Spanking Paddle”.. I bent over and she slowly gave me all 25 strokes without stopping.
I said “Thank you Mistress” and waited to be told what to do next.
“Stand up and face the wall – hands above your head”..
I stood in front of the mirrored wall .. and watched as she selected a black leather tawse..
“Right 25 strokes of the Tawse . no talking – no sound”
I managed to take the strokes, but my bottom was by now on fire.
“Now it’s time for the cane; but for this you will be secured in the stocks”
I was made to pull the wooden stocks from where they were at the side of the room and position them in the centre; she then placed me in them and locked me in.
I watched as She went across to the rack and took out several canes, laying them out on the bench.. finally She selected the one she wanted to use and walked in front of me holding it. She bent down and very slowly placed it on the floor and as She bent over, her skirt was stretched so tight across her neat bottom… every stitch was straining as the soft black leather went skin-tight..
She went to her drawer and got something but I could not see what it was. She walked back and stood right in front of me, pushing her skirt into my face… then I felt her hands.. Oh my goodness, she was putting a ball gag on me.
I was by now terrified, I could not move, could not speak and I know what was going to happen.
She very slowly bent down and picked up the cane..
“Right – time for the first 6 strokes”
She started, the noise was a harsh swish and then the blinding white hot pain as the cane struck; then again and again… SIX stokes, each just 5 seconds apart.
You will now wait and I will give you the next 6 strokes after 2 minutes…
I watched the clock as the second hand crept round.. finally it was time.
She stood beside me, raised the cane and again the same blinding pain, the same 6 hard strokes.. Tears were beginning to form…
You are now half way through and I am going to take a break before the final 12 strokes….
She placed the cane back in the rack and walked out of the room…
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