Mistress Isabella Strikes Again

This morning when Thierry woke up in my bed after a long night and a lot of expensive champagne, I had a little surprise for him.

He was completely nude and a little hung over,while he was sleeping, I carefully tied him spread eagle across the bed with some of his ties. Luckily for me, Thierry is a very heavy sleeper. I knew the only thing that would wake him up would be:

Lady Gaga!

Let’s have some fun,
This beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick!

Let’s play a love game, play a love game!

Thierry’s eyes shot open and he looked up to see me standing above him in a black latex corset and mini skirt with a whip crop in my hand.

“Mornin’ dear” I said. I picked up a selection of whips from the table and presented him with a selection. ”Choose your pain…”

“What the hell are you doing?” He asked.

I put down the whip and went to pick up my special bondage duct tape (yes, really, there is such a thing, they sell it here). I ripped off a piece and pushed it over his mouth.

” Shhh.” I said. ” And since you don’t want to choose, I’ll choose for you.”

I looked over at the selection whips and crops and picked out a black flog whip. I presented Thierry with it, his eyes grew wide, he actually looked scared.

I cracked it across his bare skin as the Lady Gaga continued in the background. Behind the duct tape, he let out some inaudible French curse.

I whipped him again, and then again. And then something happened, as I was kicking his the crap out of him, there was the biggest erection I had ever seen, the thing was like a flag pole standing straight up. Thierry unfortunately sometimes has a little trouble getting it up, but Mistress Isabella’s help, apparently that was not a problem this morning.

I leaned down to whisper in his ear.

” I knew you were a dirty little sub under all that, isn’t that right?” I whispered in his ear.

I heard him try answer.

” I have no idea what you are saying. You need to speak up.” I said.

I heard him try to answer again.I said running over the whip softly over his erection.

” Oh well, I guess I’ll never know.”