I worked Friday night, when I got home brat arrived a few minutes later. I greeted him with a hug and a kiss and instructed him to run my shower for me.
While I showered he stripped and was waiting for me naked on my bedroom floor playing with my cat. It was kinda cute.
After my shower I locked his collar on him and attached the beautiful new leather leash he had bought me for my birthday. He crawled on his hands and knees behind me into the living room and kneeled on the floor infront of me.I had him rub my feet as I relaxed and listened to some Sara Brightman. It was wonderfully relaxing after the hellish night I had at work. I began to torment his nipples as he buried his face in my chest and begged me silently to kiss him....

After my lovely foot rub I instructed him to help me dress. Like a good boy, he helped me into my corset and then gently slid my boots on and zipped them up to my thighs. And promptly began to kiss and lick them like a good boy.
After a while I had him tied up from my ceiling. I started back on his nipples intermingling some spanking as he moaned and whined with every blow I laid.

I eventually untied him and laid him across my bed as I lit into his ass with my new paddles. By the time I got done with him his ass was cherry red and he found himself bound in a lovely hog tie I learned. I continued to torture his nipples with my fingers, nails, teeth and tongue. He whimpered and moaned in pain when I twisted and bit them. And he begged for more when I kissed and licked them gently.

I also enjoyed using my nails on his back. Honestly it looked like he got into a fight with a cougar and lost.... I was still scraping his skin from underneath my nails the next morning. He groaned and moaned every time I dragged my nails up his back. I honestly couldn't tell if it was because of pain or pleasure... I think it was a combination of both.
After a few hours of wonderful torture I had him back on his knees and told him that before he removed my boots he had something else to do. He looked a little worried until I told him to worship my pussy. A big grin crossed his face as I forced his head between my legs.When all play was said and done, we were laying on my bed relaxing and he thanked me for a wonderful evening. Needless to say I told him he wasn't done.
I asked him if he remembered what the other thing was that I wanted for my birthday. He smiled. I told him there were only three rules. Rule number one: He doesn't cum with out permission. Rule number two: If he wants to cum he has to beg for it. Rule number three: He has to get me off. He grinned at the last rule.I can smile and say... it was a great night. I got both of my birthday wishes and had a wonderful evening with my brat.
The next morning I had a conversation with my lil boy. My newest submissive. He is very sweet and well mannered. He admitted to some jealousy when he saw the pictures from friday night posted.
He said he wished it was him... Frankly I don't blame him one bit.... I feel slightly bad that I may have hurt his feelings but he was aware of my other boy when we started talking. He told me he was ok with everything but that it would take some time for him to get used to me playing with someone else.Over all, I had a wonderful evening and am looking forward to seeing both of my boys again... I wonder what will happen when I get them both together at the same time......






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