First Tribute

I could feel her hot breath on the back of my ear.

"Are you ready for your first scene marcus?"

She said so no one else in the room could hear her.

I started to speak but I felt her hand cover my mouth.

"No speaking cute one, just nod your head."

I nodded an affirmative.

I felt her move back and heard the leather strips swirling about behind me. The first strike hit the back of my thighs. The second and third hit the inside of my thighs. There were easy targets as I was strapped spread eagled face down to the Rosewood Saint Andrew Cross.

I counted the strikes. When I counted twenty I used our safe word.

I heard Mistress's heels clicking on the gray marble floor. She leaned into me again.

"How are you doing cutie?" She asked.

"Fine Mistress!" I replied my forehead covered in sweat that dripped down to the end of my nose. Making it itch like crazy.

"Could you not take it anymore or did you miscount?" She asked me.

"I counted twenty as I was instructed Ma'am."

"You must have misunderstood my instructions pet, when I said twenty I meant for each side. 'Tisk , tisk , tisk." She said and I heard her walk away again.

The flogger hit me twenty more times and then an extra five for my mistake.

"You will learn to listen to my instructions better next time boy!" Mistress growled.

"Yes Ma'am." I said.

I was taken down and allowed to relax on the padded table. The air conducting blew cold on my hot ass. It stung.

I looked up and noticed it had been over an hour since I was placed on the Cross and flogged.

I went back to thinking about the past month.

How I had found Mistress Melody on "Fet Life" I had commented on one of her photos.

We started exchanging notes to each other. This progressed into skyping. She gave me chores to do. This is a test to see if my devotion to Her was real or just a bedroom fantasy.

I got to the BDsm store and pickup the items on Her tribute list. A red, white and blue flogger. Some paddles.

Then I head to Macy's and buy her a bottle of her favorite perfume. along with an $500 Gift card for Her to buy shoes.

The girl behind the perfume counter looks at me and smiles. "Is this for Your wife?

I say "No, for a special lady in my life!"

"Oh she is very lucky to have You.!" The girls say.

"Sometimes it is I that is lucky to have Her!" I say

She smiles but I don't think she understands.

Would she freak if I told her it was for my Mistress?

I take the items home and take photos of them, with me holding them. I send the photos of Mistress Melody's email.

It isn't long and I get a text back. "Good boy! 'I will call you later. "

I set about my next task. I am to have it done by the time my appointment is at Mistress's studio.

That night just before I get ready for bed, Mistress calls my cell phone.

"You did very well today pet." She compliments me.

"Thank You Mistress!"

"I have an hour in my schedule tomorrow afternoon at 2, can you make that?" She asks me"

"Yes Ma'am I can!"

Good I will text You the directions after I hang up. And boy you better have Your last assignment done when You get here." She hangs up not waiting for a reply.

I take a hot shower and complete the last of my chore. I feel very giddy.

I go to bed and fall asleep, dreaming of meeting my Dear One in the flesh tomorrow.

I wake up and give myself a fleet enema. One of Mistress instructions to me was, to cleanse myself out. For if I made a mess I would have to clean it up. And She knows that is a hard limit for me as well as for Her.

I would not even think of soiling her beautiful studio.

I hit 19 North around 1 and arrive about 10 minutes before my appointment. I pass by the studio but do not stop.

One thing Mistress hates worse than tardiness is someone who arrives 10 minutes early. I drive down to the 7-11 and get myself a bottle of water.

I than head back to the studio. It is just a few seconds before 2. I park my car in the gravel parking lot and get out. I head to the Green door and press the intercom button exactly at 2.

The intercom comes alive. "Right on time pet, come on up to the 2nd floor. "

I hear the magnetic strike release and enter the brick building. I walked up the metal stairs to the 2nd floor landing. When I reached the landing I took off all my clothes and placed them on a small wooden credenza.

I knelt in the doorway and said quietly "Mistress Melody, may this one have permission to enter Your space please."

Her voice came from somewhere in the loft. "Yes You may My pet."

I stood up and made sure my posture was correct.

No slouching!

When I first saw Her, she was standing painting a canvas. She was dressed in a bright orange leather vest and black tight leather pants, with calf high black boots. The pants hugged Her very shapely buttocks.

I knelt about 7 feet behind Her. I held out the wooden box with Her tributes inside them. I had taken the liberty of tying an orange bow around it.

She turned around and put the palette and brush down.

She walked toward me. She took the box from Me and tore the ribbon off fast. She opened the box and smiled.

"Yes these will do find sweetie" She said. And did You complete Your other chores I gave you?

"Yes Ma'am, I did!"

"Then stand for Me and show me!"

I stood and She smiled. She reached between my legs and grabbed my cock cage.

"And where is the key?" She asked.

"Tis in the box Mistress!"

"Good boy!" She said.

"Pet?" I heard Her voice .

I felt something hard jab me in the ribs.

I woke up from my nap. Again something poked me in the ribs. I found out it was Mistress Melody's cane.

"Did you have a nice little nap?" She asked.

"MMM yes Mistress. It was how this all came about a dream come true." I informed her.

"Well was it everything you thought it would be?" She inquired.

"Oh yes Mistress and more!" I exclaimed.

She smiled down at me

"Same time next week then?" She asked.

I just nodded an affirmative. She laughed as she left the room.

I got off the bed , put on my clothes , left the building and headed home . Still in my own little space , smiling like I was stoned.