He knelt at my feet and told me his dark secrets, desires and his fantasies. They are safe with me. He kisses my feet and calls me Mistress. I put his collar and chains on and he crawls to the table as I guide him with his leash. I used some of my rope to tie him to the table and we began our session. A good warm up with a flogger and some other implements. He thanks me. He is such a good slave. When I finished with him on the table I strapped him to the chair. The chair of no escape. He moaned, his breath became louder. He was in the chair, enduring what he had coming to him. I think he loved every second of it.
Wouldn’t you like to be him?