After my training session, my slut greeted me as ordered, wearing his new fancy dress and shoes. After such a long time, he first gets a little caress with the flogger. The sight of him standing before me in his new outfit is both impressive and arousing. The dress accentuates his figure, and the shoes give him an elegant posture. But the real pleasure begins when I take the flogger in my hand. Every stroke of the flogger on his skin makes him moan with pain and pleasure, and his eyes are wide open with excitement and shame. The mix of elegance and pain is thrilling, and he knows he’s completely at my mercy. It’s a moment of total control, where I dictate the intensity and rhythm of the strokes and push him to his limits.

Today, my slut got to practice licking. There’s definitely still room for improvement. The sight of him kneeling before me, trying to use his tongue skillfully, is both amusing and arousing. His eyes are wide with concentration and uncertainty as he tries to interpret my every reaction and refine his technique. Every movement of his tongue, every attempt to give me pleasure, makes him moan with exertion and desire. It is a moment of complete control, in which I determine the intensity and rhythm and give him feedback to push him to his limits. He knows that he is completely at my mercy and that every one of his movements is being monitored and evaluated by me.

My loser had the honor today of feeling the weight of my body. It was a wonderful feeling to make his ugly mug disappear beneath my butt. To cut off his air and watch him squirm. The sight of him lying beneath me, with my weight on his face, is both satisfying and arousing. His eyes are wide with panic and excitement as he gasps desperately for air and tries to free himself. Every movement, every attempt to break free, is suppressed by my weight, causing him to moan with frustration and desire. It is a moment of complete control, in which I dictate the intensity and rhythm and push him to his limits. He knows he is completely at my mercy and that every breath he takes depends on me.

Today I’m giving my slut a little anal action with a small dildo to warm him up. For a first try—and considering he supposedly doesn’t like anal—he’s gotten pretty wet. Such a horny little pig. The sight of the small dildo slowly penetrating him and his reactions are both arousing and amusing. His eyes are wide open with pleasure and uncertainty as he tries to relax and enjoy the sensations. The way he’s leaking clearly shows how much he’s actually enjoying it, even though he claims the opposite. Every movement, every thrust makes him moan with pleasure and surprise. It’s a moment of complete control, where I dictate the intensity and rhythm and push him to his limits. He knows he’s completely at my mercy and that I’m watching every one of his reactions.