“How’s the kitchen cleaning going, slave?” I’m looking at his ass hanging out of the oven.
“Good,” he says from deep inside the metal box. He’s scrubbing hard and the oven is looking great! I love when my slaves do a good job. They get treats when they are so good. What kind of surprise will I do for him?
“How much longer, sweetie?” I tapped him on his butt.
“A couple of hours at least.”
“Okay, come and get me by the pool when you’re done.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
I went out to the pool, turned on the waterfall, took off my yoga pants and tank top and laid down on the towel-covered chair. The sun felt wonderful on my flesh. I allowed it to dunk me deep into its heat and I started to doze.
I remembered when my oven-cleaning slave and I met… it was during a spanking phone sex phone call and we had a great deal of fun, even though it was over the phone. In chat, he said he wanted to serve me. We talked several times and I discovered the depth of his desire to give. The first phone assignment I gave him was to serve me Japanese Tea, a complicated and time-consuming experience that required education and learning online. He was very excited to please me and when we did the Tea Service, he did please me greatly. It was time to show him my pleasure.
After talking so often, I learned that this sub loved spanking, sometimes appreciating it as punishment, but even just enjoying it for the sensations it offered. I had him gather a few things together (a hair brush, a wooden spoon and a spatula) that I wanted to use on him. (And yes, I was aware this was spanking phone sex! But he was going to spank himself for me. And love it, too!)
I made sure he was naked and asked him if he was hard. He said he was excited, but not hard yet, but didn’t think it would be too long before he was. I began asking him to use the spatula and then the wooden spoon on his inner thigh… gently, just enough to get the blood flowing. Then he could start hitting harder… and harder still. I talked to him, telling him I was hitting him, standing in front of him with my corset and heels on… occasionally touching his cock to show him pleasure with the pain. I took the brush and used the bristles on his balls, jamming the brush into his flesh, then quickly lifting it and dropping the brush’s back hard onto his inner thigh. I left a red welt this time. Mmmm. Delicious. I began smacking each inner thigh… I wanted him to feel me tomorrow when he walked… until they were red and raised with pain. When my sweet pet started getting tears in his eyes, I knelt down before him and took his cock in my mouth, rocking back and forth to make him cum. I dug my nails into the redness on his thighs, drawing blood, but he just sat gently, hands on my head, as he breathed deeper and deeper.
“Yes, Mistress! Yes!”
And he finally came in my mouth. He looked down and thanked me profusely for allowing him to cum in my mouth. I smiled happily and told him he had turned me on so much with the Japanese Tea Ceremony, how could I resist? Soon, after, we hung up the phone, but I slept sweetly thinking of our spanking phone sex call; it was delicious!
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