Role Reversal 2

We decided to do a little role reversal. Here’s Part 2 of our story started two weeks ago.


He undressed slowly, undoing each button with an almost exaggerated motion. She watched him, amused. Did he think that prolonging his punishment was going to make it less severe? She hoped he wasn’t that naive. In fact, the longer it took, the more aroused she got, the more she would like using him.

When he finally worked his way down to the bottom of the shirt and slid it off, letting it fall to the floor at his feet.

He reached down and undid the belt on his pants, not taking quite so long to remove it, before folding it in half and holding it out for her. “Wouldn’t want you to be without a toy for your toy, Mistress.”

She nodded her approval but stayed silent as she watched him continue undressing. She gripped the belt tightly in her hands, feeling the tension in her muscles as she ached to begin unleashing pain on her pet.

He buttoned his jeans and slid down the fly, revealing the bulge in his boxers. He had to hook both fingers into the waistband and wriggle his ass, but he eventually managed to shimmy them down. “Underwear too, Mistress?” he asked.

“Yes, pet. I want to see the welts forming on your bare ass when I beat it.” She slid the leather belt through her palm and then slapped the two halves of the belt together. It sounded impressive.

He pouted a little but slid his underwear down as well, letting it join the pile on the floor. He slowly turned, letting her see him from every angle, then returned to his original pose, facing her, eyes at her feet.

The crowd around them had started to gather, and it spurred her on more, arousing her as she showed off her pet. She reached down, gently taking his cock into her hand. He was already half-hard. She addressed the gathering crowd, “Doesn’t he just look so perfectly pathetic?”

There was a murmur of assent and some chuckles. His cock twitched in her hand.

She leaned in close to his ear and lowered her voice, “Does it turn you on to know that all these people are about to watch you get punished, slut?”

“Almost as much as you being the one doing it, Mistress,” he squeaked, his voice cracking slightly as his cock throbbed in her hand.

“Good,” she whispered. She squeezed his cock just a little and then let it go. “Let’s get you up on the rack,” she said louder. The crowd near the rack on the wall parted, giving them space. In no time at all, she had his ankles and wrists attached so that his legs were parted and his ass was presented to her and the crowd. She moved up behind him and cupped his balls between his legs, squeezing until he whimpered. “Now pet, do you remember what you did to earn this punishment?”

“I jerked off while you were on vacation, Mistress,” he said, cheeks flushing. She’d just sent him so many sexy pictures and told him so many fun stories about the people she’d met. He couldn’t control himself. That was why he needed her.

“Louder, slut. I want to make sure everyone can hear you.”

“I touched my Mistress’s cock without permission!” he said loudly enough to be heard over the music. “And I wasted her cum.”

“That’s right, slut. You are lucky that I own you right down to the cum in your pathetic little balls,” she said, and she squeezed harder.

“I am,” he said. “I don’t deserve you, Mistress. I’m lucky you take the time to punish me.”

“That’s right. See, you do know how to be a good boy. But,” she said as she stepped back, “let’s just make sure you remember who owns you.”

She took the belt in her hand, pulled back her arm, and laid a nice stripe across his ass. He moaned loudly, and she could hear some in the crowd gasp. Normally, she would warm up her pet before hitting him that hard, but this was a punishment, so he didn’t get that luxury.

“Remind me how many times I said I was going to hit you, slut,” she said.

“I think it was thirty, Mistress. But you know how bad I am with numbers when I get excited.”

She chuckled under her breath. “You’re lucky you amuse me. I’m pretty sure I said twenty-five, but thirty is fine by me. Count them, slut.”


Thanks for checking out our story! Come back for more next week, and tomorrow, we’ll be answering some more Submission and Domination questions.

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