Ambers torment

Suddenly the command calls out, "Enough, back to the other boot." Amber whimpers as she stops and carefully extracts herself off the cock and humbly replies "Thank You Master", and returns to the left boot. The eagerness is still present as Amber continues the boot worship in an eager manner. Stiff and firm blows of the crop randomly strikes her back, thighs, and butt so she is kept in line and in position.

"Stop, crawl to the bench and mount it." Amber stops licking of the boot and moves back composes herself briefly and moves quickly to the raised bench with the spread legs and large platform as her sore nipples press into the cool leather of the bench. Positioning herself over the bench keeps her in a slightly extended all fours position and is at the right height for a horizontal blow. The bench was custom made for Master's height and leaved the buttocks and thighs exposed and the perfect height for spanking and other forms of discipline play.

The cuffs are attached to the quick connects located on the bench. Leather straps are placed about the calves, thighs and back to further hold a person in place and helpless. Steadying her mind as she tries to concentrate on the pain that will soon follow. Thinking what will it be, razor strap, Arkansas prison strap, the dragon's tale, the tawes, paddles, canes, crops, braided floggers, stiff leather floggers...what will be used. Suddenly in front of her hanging head and the log locks of hair, his cock appears. Amber strains to suck on it and to get it in her mouth as he teases her with it. It is quickly with drawn and the penis gag forced back in her mouth and the straps pull her hair back and it is buckled about her head. The plug is pushed and played with making sure it is still in place and secured.

As Amber steadies herself and prepares for the blows to come, his hand reaches and moves over her body and touches the current light marks over her body keeping her off guard and relaxed.