NakedguyitkitchI love keeping him naked

He comes in after a most trying day at work and I’m there waiting to greet him. “You know the drill,” I say to him as puts his suitcase down. I look at him and see his whole demeanor relax as his tie, shirt, suit jacket and pants all come off and are neatly folded on My couch. His naked form crawls over to Me and I place his collar around his neck. He lays his head on My lap and lets out a sigh as if he had eons of weight on him that had been lifted by My touch.

His naked communion with Mistress

I run My hands over his head curling My fingers softly around his ears then down the length of his back. Goose bumps raise where the trails of My fingers touched. He sighs deeper and I feel him collapse into My lap while I give the gift of My wordless communication with My hands. I could feel the tension radiating off of him like beacon. Being a naturally empathic Mistress I stood up and attached the leash to his collar and lead him back to the bedroom.

A touch says so much

I tied him to the bed spread eagle and decided to rub My naked body all over his. I had him in denial for two weeks and I could see the benefits.  His cock was saluting its owner and I smiled approvingly while I took My fingertips over the head watching the precum dribbling out.  I laughed at him and stuffed My bare toes in his mouth. I watched as his eyes closed and I could feel his entire being letting go……..(to be continued)