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He is instructed that he is to begin immediately by his Mistress. It is so important that he should do what she wants, when she wants, without the permission of the Mistress. And for this, he will be severely punished. He sees the paddle curling again. He begins to squirm and feel his cock rise to the occasion. His Mistress uses her hands to hold his body stiff as she caresses him. And as she does, the paddle begins a slow but steady beating that rips at his ass. In and out, in and out, she does this slowly and methodically, each time a little harder, each time he flinches, a little harder. By the time she has him groaning aloud, she know that he wants to cum. She tugs hard on his nipples, and he arches away from her hand. But he does what she says, so hard and forced that it is nearly painful. So she begins a slow, steady rise in speed. "Tittlettttttttttttt!" she shouts, and the strokes become harder. Then suddenly he begins to move his hips slightly forward and back, his legs open slightly. Before long she feels him cum, the fiery intensity of it a little surprised. She grabs his hair, and pushes him to the ground, his face buried in her tight arse.

Then she grabs another paddle, and proceeds to beat his body more, every smack seeming to rain down on his body until he arches his head up and his eyes roll up. In this way, the punishment of the beating slowly but surely builds to a frenzy, and the final smack sends him into orgasm. It is over. The spanking subsides. He has become the hit-man in the castle. And he is loved. The spanking subsists. He feels no pain. In the midst of all this, the mistress suddenly rises and pulls off the covers. And the servant returns, untying the slave and untying the bedsheets. And she quickly removes the plug from his rectum. She removes his hood. And her eyes smile. He looks her in the eyes and recognizes her. Fondness surrounds them, but she will not give him eyes. Instead, she takes his blindfold off. He is startled, but knows what she wants.

She has seen him in her fantasies. He has seen her willingness to take risks in sex. She tells him to straighten his bed. And with mild urgency, he straightens it. And she moves over to the king sized bed, and gently lays him down. She stands by the edge of the bed, and strokes his body. Stroking his chest, she brings his face to hers. Her kisses come less then a fingertip, and they linger, softly touching, and insistent. He opens his mouth, allowing her to kiss him. And in the distance, he hears the rustle of silk. The mistress lowers her mouth to brush her lips upon his. And he feels her soft, smooth teeth, roll over his tongue. Those soft smacks of her mouth are both a blessing and a curse. They dry out his strong hands. They dry out his passion. And they breed in him..