I strode across the room to the light switch, Laurie's eyes glued to my leather and lace clad body. I flicked off the overhead light, leaving just the soft red glow of the accent lights. 

“Take off your robe,” I commanded. She complied slowly, sliding off her robe to show off the outfit I'd picked for her. Tonight I had her in all black, just like me. It really suited her, even if she wouldn't wear the color out regularly. She had a skimpy black lace lingerie set with garters. The bra pushed her ample tits up, perfectly shaping them to accentuate her already stellar appearance. To top it all off, I had her wear leather cuffs at her wrists - their shiny silver D-ring buckles ready and waiting to be hooked to something. 

I strode back over before her, my footsteps loud against the wood floor. I leaned down close to her, practically nose to nose, and she leaned forward to kiss me. God, I was fucking addicted to the feeling of her soft cherry lips against mine. I would do anything to have her kiss me like that every day, every hour, every minute even. But tonight...

I let her finish her kiss, fighting my urge to grab her and make out passionately like I dreamt of. 

“Did I say you could do that?” I whispered after she finished. She immediately flinched and darted her eyes to mine. 

“Um..” she stammered. She had put me in this exact position so many times, it was beyond delicious to turn the tables.  I grinned widely as I smacked the crop lightly against her thigh. 

“Oh!” She flinched, sucking in a breath. “S-sorry...”

I smacked her thigh again, this time a little harder. She flinched again.

“Every sentence you say to me should have ‘Mistress’ in it. Do you understand, Laurie?”

“Yes... Mistress...” She let out a heavy breath. 

“Good girl,” I kissed her forehead. I immediately saw the telltale pinkness in her cheeks, and knew this was going to be a fun evening. I chuckled and pushed her backward onto the bed. I straddled her, making sure she felt my body pressed hot against her. I stroked my fingers along her flawless skin, as entranced as ever by her divine beauty. I guess it didn't matter who was master or slave - I still worshiped her perfect body. 

She sighed into my touch as I let my hand roam free, exploring the curve of her hips. One of our rules when she dommed was no touching back without permission. Of course, I broke this rule every goddamn day because I just can't help myself around her. I was always punished for it, but it was still worth it. Now that I had her under my grasp, I was going to seize the opportunity. I ran my hands down her slender sides, over her wide hips, down her toned thighs ... Everywhere I could reach I stroked, tickled, or caressed. God, I could never get tired of her. 

I looked at her when she giggled, smiling at me as I slid my hand down her chest over her lacy lingerie bra. 

“I bet it's nice getting to do this freely. Remember how much you would beg for me to let you touch me? Must be a dream come true,” she snickered. I paused, and she dropped her smile and realized her mistake right away. 

I hopped off of her, and roughly flipped her onto her front as she squealed. I stroked her beautifully round ass for a second before I SMACKED! it with my hand. 

“Eep!” She flinched at the sting. 

“What did you do wrong?” I questioned, my hand still hovering threateningly over her ass. 

“I- um-” she stammered, flustered. “I- I didn't say Mistress.”

I raised my hand and gave her another SMACK! That made her squeak again. 

“I didn't say Mistress, Mistress!” She shouted.

“There you go. That's not so hard, right?” I laughed. 

I flipped her back over, smiling at how her flustered face had turned pink, how her facade of perfection had already begun to crack. I wonder how far she could be pushed before I cracked through her shell completely. Underneath all that makeup and fashion, under the cool aloof exterior... Who was there?

I kissed a trail down her long neck, taking my time working down her body with my lips. I slipped my hand into her bra, finding her nipple and playing with it as I continued to kiss her body. She sighed and leaned into me and I felt her shift her legs beneath me and I knew she was getting wet for me. 

In her pleasure, Laurie laid a hand on my shoulder, breaking another of the many rules she had enforced on me. I grabbed her wrists and held her down to the bed roughly. 

“What rule did you just break?” I hissed at her. 

“I! Uh, I-” I held back a smile as she stammered. God, this was fun. 

“What did I do?” She whined.

I smacked her thigh again with the crop, another stinging reminder to use my proper title. 

“Ah! I-I-,” 

Smack! Went the crop again and she squirmed under my grip. 

“If you don't know, I'll just have to lock you up until you figure it out...”

I suddenly dragged her by the arms to the head of the bed, binding her cuffed wrists with a silver chain to the bed frame. She tugged against her restraints with no hope to escape. She tugged again and again, as if the thick leather and hardened metal would give way to her. I straddled her again, leaning down close to her anxious face. I held the crop at the ready, just waiting for her to break another rule.

“You'll have to learn the rules, Laurie. It's nothing you didn't do to me,” I grinned wickedly  down at her. “Who's to say I won't pay it all back tenfold?”

I smacked the inside of her thigh with the crop again and she squirmed beneath me. Even though she stood nearly a foot taller than me, it didn't matter when we were like this. 

“Mistress!” She cried out. 

I gently traced the tip of the crop against her skin, gentle and smooth. 

“Ah, that's a good girl. You know, good girls call their dommes Mistress. They also get rewarded,” I gently kissed her on the lips. She arched up, her body begging me for more. “But what happens to naughty girls?”

“Th-they get punished. M-Mistress!” She added on quickly before I could strike her again. 

“That's right. Now, do you want to be a good girl for me, Princess?”

Her cherry red lips parted at my words, drawing in a gasp. She stared up at me cheeks turning as red as her lipstick. She nodded.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” I kissed her forehead. She let out a little moan. God, seeing her like this was almost too much to bear. 

I reached into the bag of toys and pulled out a strap on dildo. Her eyes lit up with a hungry lust, assuming that it was for her. She was so wrong, and yet so right, not that she knew it yet. 

She eyed me greedily, a smug smirk on her face. She immediately pouted with furrowed brows when I strapped it around her hips, not mine. I could see the question in her eyes answered when I stripped down my panties, leaving my pussy exposed. I had it trimmed into a neat blonde strip, just the way I knew she liked it. I wordlessly crawled over her and hovered my cunt over the silicone cock around Laurie's hips. 

Disappointment and desperation were written across her features as she realized it was me who'd get the pleasure first, not her. Her still bound hands strained against her cuffs, longing to touch my body. She licked her lips hungrily as I slowly slid myself down into the dildo, making sure she could see exactly how amazing it felt. How I was getting to feel this, and she'd just have to wait like a good little princess. 

“Mmm, oh that feel so good, Laurie,” I said with exaggerated enthusiasm as I impaled myself on the dildo. She glared at me and squirmed, still unable to escape. 

“Mm,” I moaned as I fucked myself on the dildo.

“I honestly don't know how you- mmm,” I interrupted myself with a moan as the dildo hit my G-spot. “How you go a whole session without without getting fucked.”

I leaned over her to pull her bra away, exposing her tits. I had purposefully bought her a bra that could unclip from the front for this exact reason. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue around the sensitive skin. She let out a quiet moan and shifted underneath me, longing for what I was feeling. 

“Mm you like that, Princess?”

“Yes, Mistress...” 

I raised and lowered my hips faster now, sending the dildo deep into my dripping wet pussy. I was one of the lucky ones would could easily cum several times in a night. This was going to just be the first of many. I reached behind me and grabbed the magic wand vibrator, a favorite toy of ours. She stared at me as I turned it on and held it to my clit. 

“Mmmm... Oh yeah,” I moaned. She looked intensely envious, no doubt wishing she could have that too. 

“Oh, Princess- oh!” A wave of intense pleasure shot through me, signaling I was close to my first orgasm of the night. “You didn't think you'd get fucked so easily, did you?”

I smiled condescendingly down at her, the vibrator humming away at my clit. I rode the dildo hard, bringing myself to the edge, and moaned loud as my body was wracked with orgasmic ecstasy. 

“Ohh! Mmm,” I came hard, my cunt quivering around her strap on, filled deep with fake cock. I let out a loud breath, flicking the vibrator off. “Mmm... That was nice.”

“Mistress,” Laurie said in disbelief. She pulled again against the bonds, again not moving anywhere outside where I allowed. “I-”

“Oh, did you want some of this?” I pointed to the dildo, slick with my juices. 

“Yes Mistress,” she gasped, wrapping her legs around mine. 

“Say please.”

“Please.”

I raised an eyebrow at her and struck her slim belly with the crop. 

“Ugh! Please, Mistress, can I have some of that too?”

I smirked, and her smile faltered. I unstrapped the dildo, still soaking wet from my pussy, and brought it to her lips. 

“M-mistress?”