Cold mix of feelings – A mistress from another world – part 14

It’s a bit unclear of how I got like this, stuck to the cold wall, no clothes on and well tied on my hands and feet. The last thing I remember was sharing some giggles and drinks with my mistress, after we came back from a pet walk. Perhaps I had too much and fell asleep…

I can hear her behind my back, walking across the room. Her high heels are really loud, every step gives me the impression that the floor is gonna crack. How come she managed to do this to me? She’s so fragile and gorgeous, I always have the impression that even the slightest weight can break her. Its perhaps because in my eyes, this creature is always worth protected even from the wind blows.

She gets close to me, pushes my back harder and listens to my breathing, to see if I’m awake. Her big perfect breasts are against my back and I love this touch, almost wanting to move a bit, increasing the skin surface that they cover. But I can’t she’ll now I’m up. Her breath in my year makes me bite my lip and breath harder, but this is also a “no no”, I just want her to think that I’m still sleeping and see how this goes.

The coldness of the wall mixes with the warmth of my body and makes an unbearable mix of discomfort appear inside me, like an ice wall trying to swallow me with its sharp claws while I fight back. I know my mistress is behind me, but at this point she’s not my friend, but the one that pushes me in the cold claws…

“I know you’re awake Slave”

She wonders her fingernail on my back slowly, pushing it just enough to leave scratches and watching my reaction. I flinch on every covered inch, biting my lips. I have nothing on me, so she can go everywhere, leaving marks and giving me sweet pain.

“You know why I did this?”

How could I know? I never know why she does all this things to me. I always assume that it’s her pleasure, but sometimes it’s just a lesson for me. I’m really confused of what could this be about, so, as usual, I’m trying to remember what was before this, what could’ve triggered my mistress’s anger and determine her to put me to the wall, literally.

I hear the whip behind me, whistling in the air, threatening and closer to my skin with each rotation. Here it goes… but still it doesn’t. The anticipation is making me squeeze my butt cheeks, waiting for that sharp touch. Instead, I feel all her fingernails on my back again, even harder pressed and slower lowered towards my ass. I warp my spine and touch the cold wall with my belly hard. The mix of coldness from my front and the pain from my back confuses me terrible, I don’t know which is worst but I must bear both of them in the same time.

“You don’t remember, do you… maybe this will help a bit”

She grabs my legs and pulls me backwards, spreading them wide enough to leave my manhood unprotected. Only my cheeks touch the wall now and this lets only the stinging from my back be felt through my bones. The whip starts its swirls in the air again. My position can host the splashes ANYWHERE. Swings and swings near me with no hit, she knows how to bring the element of surprise in me and make me shiver like the last leaf on a tree. I hear a blow and I feel the wrath of her hit right between my legs, so strong that the whip’s fibers got stuck to my skin. A scream comes out of my mouth but it gets braised by her hand in the next second.

“Shut up! You are not allowed to scream or make any noise Slave”

Another blow pushes my skin backwards, leaving deep traces and hot pains on the surface. As I hear her spinning that damn pain bringer again, I try to tighten my center so I can get as less possible on my nuts and junk. She probably saw that, putting the strike right on my back. Only 2 seconds have passed since I got the strike and until I opened my legs again, and in this time another hit came between my legs.

It hurts really bad, but I don’t do anything. I deserve it for sure, she never punishes me without a reason. I just want to know why…

She gets close to my ear, sticking to me with her naked body. I wish I could say that her soft skin is a bless for mine, but I’m scratched and whipped all over, so this is no pleasure journey for me now.

“While we were talking before, you had the nerve to stare at me and get a boner… and now that we just warmed up, it’s time for your real punishment…”

By Savvy Femina