Blood Stained Collar BOOK 2 of The Collar Series #Wattys2017 ( BDSM )

Chapter 5

"Strip! Drop your clothes by the door" Crystal said as she walked into the playroom.

Cirrus was caught off guard by her demand. He did as he was told without question. It was time to play and he knew she meant business. He would not dwell on the past or even think about the future. He was in the hands of a professional Dominatrix. Sheena had done well. He must remember to thank her.

Lost in thought Cirrus did not see the leather whip as it whirled through the air and skilfully wrapped around his wrist. He gasped as the leather cut into his wrist.

"We are not here to stand and day dream. Get your skinny butt over here now." Crystal  kept a serious look on her face as Cirrus walked towards her. It was the first time she saw his naked body and was impressed with his physic and his very sexy bum. But she was not here to compliment him.

Speechless for a moment he stared at her. Surely his butt was not skinny. He worked out in the gym every day and was proud of his well-toned body, not an ounce of fat, all muscle. His thoughts vanished when she tugged on the leather wrapped around his wrist.

"Yes Mistress." Cirrus walked rapidly towards her.

Crystal pointed to the ground at her feet as Cirrus approached.

He knew what was expected of him and dropped to his knees with head bent low. From under his lashes he caught the slight movement of her hand and waited for the slap. He was surprised when she caressed his cheek and was not prepared for the sudden tug on his hair as she tangled her fingers in it. Yanking his head back she looked directly into his eyes. Unable to lower his eyes, as was the sign of respect from a Sub, he closed them.

"Open your eyes and look at me when I talk to you."

"Yes Mistress." He said, in shocked surprise.

"When I am your Mistress, you will forget what you have learned. You will soon learn my ways are unique to only me."

"Yes Mistress."

"To begin with, you will address me by Mistress Crystal ."

"Yes Mistress ... Crystal ." Cirrus struggled with this as it was unheard of to use the Dom's name.

"You will always look me in the eye when I talk to you or when you talk to me."

Cirrus frowned. This was very unusual. Maybe she was not the Dom he had anticipated after all.

"Do you understand?"

When he failed to answer she tugged his hair making his head jerk back. "I need your full attention at all times. There is no time when we play for drifting off into day dreams. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Mistress Crystal ."

"Good, then let us begin."

She let go of his hair. Turning away from him, she walked across to the side of the room where the St. Andrews Cross stood. "Come Cirrus."

As she closed the cuffs around his wrists, she touched the broken skin on his wrist she'd caught with the whip. Looking into his eyes she said, "have that seen too when we are done."

"Yes, Mistress Crystal ."

She knelt down to close the cuffs around his ankles. As she stood up she took hold of his shaft and squeezed it.

An unexpected pleasure ran through Cirrus and he looked down at her hand and watched as her other hand took hold of his balls and squeezed. A guttural sound escaped from his throat.

Pleased with the effect she was having on him, she squeezed his shaft tighter as it grew and throbbed in her hand. When she saw the dreamy look in his eyes she immediately let go.