Soon to be Branded

He groaned as Her 4 inch heels pressed on his chest.

His eyes focused on her recently pedicured feet. The florescent orange looked so sexy on her sexy feet.

She turned around and he looked at her firm ass encased in the tight latex. When she moved down his chest , her ass did not giggle for one second. It was ultra firm.

She moved down and placed a heel on his plastic cock cage and pressed down hard. Again he tried to bit his lip but it was no good. He moaned.

"You moan a lot!" She said in her silky smooth voice. "I think we can cure that.

She looked at him and crooked a finger at him. He crawled behind her on all fours. She had him stand and then locked him into place on the Saint Andrews cross.

She went to Her cabinet and opened the cabinet doors. Rummaging around, she finally found what she needed.

She kept her hands behind her back as she approached him. She reached up and pushed the ball gag in his mouth and then grabbed him by the hair. She ran straps over the top of his head and locked it in the back of his head. A chin strap kept his mouth close.

"Too tight?" She asked.

He nodded.

"Good!" She smiled at him.

She went to the rack on the wall near him.

She returned to the handmade crop that she made. It had a piece of leather attached on the handle. A dragon was craved on the stock of the crop. Fire was coming from the dragon's nostrils.

He stared at the beautiful artwork.

This was Mistress's hobby; she had such an artistic eye. As it was once said a true artist can see artwork in every piece of stone.

She walked around him, holding the crop in her right hand. Letting him see it flicking as she walked.

His legs and arms were spread eagled on the Saint Andrews cross . CRACK! The crop came down on the back of the cross. His body jerked as the noise assaulted his ears.

Click, click, and click. Her heels echoed in the room as she walked on the wooden floor.

She stood in front of him.

Her hazel eyes spoke volumes to him.

He knew that he was about to received his punishment.

WHOOSH! The crop came down on the inner part of his left thigh. The area was tender and a welt rose rather quickly on it. The gag prevented him from screaming out. But tears formed in his eyes.

WHOOSH! Again the crop bit into his thigh except it was the right thigh this time.

Eighteen more times the Crop did strike him. Nine more hits on each side.

Mistress went to Her cabinet again and brought out some salve for cropped area.

She released him from the cross and led him to the exam bed. She applied the salve to his thighs.

"You should have known better then to sniff my panties without my permission.boy!" She scolded him.

He lowered his eyes and felt ashamed. She removed his gag.

"Did you learn anything from your punishment?" She asked him.

"Yes Mistress I did." He replied.

"And what was that?" She asked him.

"To never take Your underwear from the hamper without Your permission Ma'am." He said in almost a whisper.

She patted his face.

"Good boy, I think you have learned your lesson." She said.

"Now stay here and rest for a bit." She said. "I have some duties you must do before my guests arrive tonight."

She went off to take a shower and shave Her long legs.

He lay there, the pain from the welts kicking into full gear. The house was clean, the hor d'oeuvres were made and in the fridge waiting to be set out for tonight's guests.

She called out to him to come dry her off.

He slide off the bed and grabbed a big fluffy towel from the linen closet.

He knelt down in front of Her and patted her dry.

She walked into the bedroom and the walk in closet and pulled out the red dress that came just above the knee and exposed her bosom. She slipped into some red stilettos and examined herself in her mirror.

"Well what do you think boy?" She asked as she put on her earrings.

"Mistress You look spectacular." He said in all honesty.

She stood and patted his smooth ass.

"Thank You pet!"

The doorbell rang and he asked to be dismissed to answer it.

"Good boy, please do so!" She smiled as she watched him walk from the room.

"I just might keep You after all pet!" She laughed.

His three month training period was almost over.

He was to be branded Hers tonight.