Domme

So this was new.

I was stretched out
Arms and legs reaching to the four corners
Of the A-frame

The scent of leather from the cuffs filled my lungs

I didn't know how I should feel about this
Nervous?
Exploited?
Vulnerable?
Horny as fuck?

People sat at the bar, ordering drinks
People wandered around looking for someone to play with

She pressed her body against mine and reached round
Cupped my balls
Squeezed them just hard enough to get my attention
Then reached up to confirm what she already knew

Hard enough to break ice with

People sat around, looking bored
People watched us play, looking intrigued
People found prospective playmates, looking eager

When she suddenly stepped away from me, I wondered how I should feel
Abandoned?
Lonely?
Deflated?

The soft caress of leather on my back let me know she was still there
Another caress, light enough to wake up the nerve endings
Another caress, slightly harder
Gradually building in intensity
Before I knew it, I was straining to escape
Bowing in the middle
Pushing my body away from the sting of the leather

How should I feel?
Scared?
Intimidated?

People were smiling at me, licking their lips

The flogging stopped and she pressed herself against me again
Reached round
Stroked me back to hardness

Should I feel emasculated because this was necessary?

She stepped away again, but I could see her this time
Rummaging in a bag, selecting a new toy
It looked longer, harder, scarier

She smiled wickedly, as she turned to me once more
Flexed the whip
Stared pointedly at my cock

The intent was... painfully clear
I deflated once more