A Night to Remember

Nervously she dressed, for an evening with her Master.

Are you sure you’re ready for this Angel? He sweetly asked her.

She steeled herself, just enough, to look at him and say,

I’m a little shaky, but I’ll calm down on the way.

She needed to be strong for him, she had asked for this.

Then it’ll be a night to remember, he said with a kiss.

They climbed into the car and headed toward the club.

Where he would put her on display, his Angel, his sub.

One foot in front of the other, they started to the door,

He stopped her, once again asking, Angel are you sure?

Her reply a simply, I’m ready Sir, made him step back and grin.

Then let us go and do this, our evening is about to begin.

You’re so beautiful baby, I want them all to see

That you’re my sweet Angel, you belong to me.

With that he produced a beautiful collar and placed it on her neck.

He attached a matching leash, and lead her on their trek.

Happily collared and calmed she no longer has to think.

Now all feels natural, she’ll perform on pure instinct.

The room full of strangers, she doesn’t seem to care

Her Master seems to love the way they all stop and stare.

He leads her all around the room, conversations abound.

When they reach the center, no one makes a sound.

He backs her up and positions her against St. Andrews cross

He removes her robe, casts it aside with a causal toss

There she stands, fully exposed for the room to see.

Now listen to me Angel, show them what a good girl you can be.

Each arm is fastened to the cross by a strap around the wrist

Ankle straps anchored to the floor, Master tightens with a twist.

Once finished he stands before her, looking her in the eye.

She saw the transformation, no way she could deny

He was full on and in his element, ready for the show.

She’s oh so ready to please him, however far he’ll go.

He reaches for the table behind him, grabs the tasseled whip.

Brings it forward, touches it to her skin gently, right across her hip.

A smile on his lips as he raised the whip in hand.

She gasps in a breath not knowing where it will land.

The sting comes hard and fast along her hip and thigh,

Followed by a warning, “Do not let out a cry”.

The blows keep coming, across her breast, stomach and legs.

Show them how it’s done Angel, show them how good girl begs.

Please punish me Master, remind me of my place.

The lashes continue even as a tear rolled down her face.

I see that tear Angel, so we are going to stop and see,

If that pussy is in pain or if it’s dripping wet for me.

Reaching down between her legs, he slides his fingers in.

Then rubs her juices across her lips, down on to her chin.

Nice and wet for me as usual, my dirty little cunt.

He grabs at her whip marked breasts, letting out a grunt.

They’re going to watch me fuck you now, I want them all to see.

You are perfect, you are special and you belong to me.

With that he drops his pants and steps between her legs.

Please own me Master, fuck me hard, she begs.

With that he pushes his cock inside of her wet slit with ease.

If she weren’t attached to the cross, she’d drop to her knees.

He fucks her hard and fast, he feels too good and soon,

The sound of his voice, breaks through the silence with a boom.

Are you ready My Angel? Master needs to cum

Show them how we do it together, how we become one.

With that he thrusts even deeper hitting her at the core.

They cum together with such force, juices spill on to the floor.

Both sated and spent, he pulls out and releases her bindings.

You did wonderful Angel, you needed no remindings.

She had obeyed all commands and been put on display.

Please tell me you enjoyed it, tell me you’re ok?

It was wonderful Master, I enjoyed it very much.

Every lash, every kiss, your every little touch.

It didn’t bother you much that everyone could see?

I saw no one but you master, it was only you and me.

With that he grabbed her robe, scooped her up in to his arms.

Carrying her towards the exit so fast she was alarmed.

Did I say something wrong? She asked, afraid of what he’d say.

Oh no my Angel, I want to get you home and again I’ll have my way.

Sydney Taylor 2014