He pulled me to my feet and we walked back down the hall towards his suite. On the way there, he thanked the staff and then we entered his private quarters.

Oh my He took me to his playroom and bound me to the vertical ladder rack. After being stretched gloriously tight, he picked up a flogger and worked his way down my body, from shoulders to ass. I was tingling from it, and he had me primed for more.

I couldn't see the implements he was choosing, as he had bound me facing the rack and he was also being fairly quiet when he switched tools on me. I did hear water dripping, then a couple of swishing noises. The first strike landed and I hissed and tensed all my muscles. Each stroke made me gasp and hiss. I was floating in a haze of sensation when he stopped and stepped in front of me. He picked up some jeweled nipple clamps. Oh my they match my collar! My heart swelled as he applied them to my nipples. Weights were added to the clamps, sending shocks of pleasurable pain shooting through my nipples.

Sir picked up a crop and playfully tapped at the clamp weights, making me moan and sigh. I gasped at the first snap of the crop on my clit. The second snap made my orgasm start it's launch, the third snap shot it to the moon. I shuddered and shook, my eyes rolling back as I tried to ride the orgasmic wave. He gently played with my breasts and caressed my pussy mound as my orgasm subsided.

I watched through half closed eyes as he raised the crop and brought it down sharply across the tops of my breasts. My eyes flew open and I cried out, "Uuuhhhh" He did it a few times on both tops and bottoms of my breasts, making them burn.

He tilted the rack to a more comfortable position, and let me rest a bit. I smiled and leaned my forehead against the wooden rung by my head, waiting for Master's next desire.