Desire

DESIRE – another erotic bedtime story by Catherine

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Is it fear or desire that trembles your hand as you pass me the cane? I tilt your face towards me, look into your eyes and the answer is there. You swallow visibly. Your heart beats so hard, so fast, that it too seems palpable as you kneel there, naked. Well, not quite naked. The stiff leather collar chafes your neck and I can tell you’d like to adjust it, to relieve the irritation even just a little. But you don’t. You don’t dare. And here we are again – back to that age-old paradox. If you disobey or displease me, you know your punishment will be harsher. And yet you seek that punishment, crave the pain. So what would the punishment be? Would it be more intense pain, or would it be pain withheld? You never really know do you? Of course at this stage you can think of little else but the desire to be bent over my knee, your hard cock pressing against my firm, smooth thigh; your arse throbbing from all the welts arranged there by my cane. Your body becomes one all-encompassing throb doesn’t it? The pain and the desire mingling until your heart, your cock, your burning buttocks throb in unison. But perhaps today you’ll be denied the warmth of my lap. Today your additional punishment might mean that you’re tied to the whipping bench. That cold leather offering no comfort, but perhaps an added piquancy to the agony inflicted by my cane. But for now you are content to be under my control. Your ego included in the power-exchange pact. How is it that when you become this little boy, awaiting punishment and absolution at the hands of your Mistress, you feel more of a man than at any other time? Perhaps there’s no need to solve this mystery of desire, perhaps you need only take a deep breath and allow yourself to be swept away. I sit, flex the cane and give you the signal to bend over my lap. When you’re in place, I trace the tip of my cane down the length of your spine, lightly marking the outline of the welts I plan to make on your bottom. Your cock pulsates against my stocking top, making me smile, and your balls tighten as you take that deep breath and surrender yourself completely to me and to desire.

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