With careful, yet purposeful determination, he rose out of the water, up the invisible steps, head low but looking forward using his eylids for shade from the spot lights about. His pursed lips moved with the sureness of an acomplished master of of his "art". As he left the water, water dripped from his body, muscles moving like oiled coconuts. On the way up, revelaing his naked body, one hand grabbed a whip. ..the other. ..a paddle.
The paddle, or rather. ..The Paddle.. had embossed in leather, on one side BITCH, the other WHORE.
Many pools of water on different levels contained all sorts of writhing, slippery, moving bodies.. ..in some parts is was hard to make out which body parts were which. Moaning and exstatic growning filled the room with a drone like a beehive.
He reached the top and deftly moved his Whip-hand in a circle, he shouted "HERE!" in a commanding voice that coincided with the sonic-boom-CRACK of the whip.
Everyone stopped, the writhing became ice-like, the moaning turned into sharp gasps.. ..and whimpers.
His mouth straightened, and a wry curve ofan evil grin formed on one side of his mouth.
Around the pool ahead, two seated figures stood in the shadey dark, around the curvey path. two identical pairs of shapely stockinged female legs strode slowly, aluringly towards their clear and present master.
Each wore collars and catlike facemasks of leather, and nothing else save for their suspenders, stocking and feline features.
One of the women mouthed the word "meeeooowwww" the other pured quietly, but audible to the now silent room.
They stood at either side of Him. He clicked his fingers, and a lowly stooping figure presented the master with two chained leads. He clicked the ends of these to each of the catwomen's collars. A whip and a lead in one hand, a paddle and a lead in the other.
"Dooown" he said in a deep voice. The women dropped to their knees and onto all fours.
HE swapped his paddle lead to the other hand, looked carefully and the rear of the lady on her right, moved his head from side to side, flipped the paddle to BITCH side down, raised his hand slow and high. ...and brought it down with unstoppable force.
The sound of the smack echoed around the hall and the feline lady meowed in paiiiin. ...but concentrating to turn it in to pleasure.
Her rear, clenched and tightened a quickly the letters appeared, B, I, T, C, H, in glowing painful red.
He raised is hand again, the smacked cats eyes filled with tears, and the unsmacked cat quivered in the dimly lit room. ...her feline rumps tensed. ... 3 or four times.. ..as he twitched his arm in the air. ..teasing her. ...temping that pain, he flipped it round to the WHORE side.. ..and brought it down with menace.
Although this cat, shouted "Nooo".. ..and the Master smiled, and shook his head... She momentarily lost her place. ..forgot herself, slipped back to human qualities. ...it was a mistake. ...but.. .it was to be one she would regret.
The paddle, or rather. ..The Paddle.. had embossed in leather, on one side BITCH, the other WHORE.
Many pools of water on different levels contained all sorts of writhing, slippery, moving bodies.. ..in some parts is was hard to make out which body parts were which. Moaning and exstatic growning filled the room with a drone like a beehive.
He reached the top and deftly moved his Whip-hand in a circle, he shouted "HERE!" in a commanding voice that coincided with the sonic-boom-CRACK of the whip.
Everyone stopped, the writhing became ice-like, the moaning turned into sharp gasps.. ..and whimpers.
His mouth straightened, and a wry curve ofan evil grin formed on one side of his mouth.
Around the pool ahead, two seated figures stood in the shadey dark, around the curvey path. two identical pairs of shapely stockinged female legs strode slowly, aluringly towards their clear and present master.
Each wore collars and catlike facemasks of leather, and nothing else save for their suspenders, stocking and feline features.
One of the women mouthed the word "meeeooowwww" the other pured quietly, but audible to the now silent room.
They stood at either side of Him. He clicked his fingers, and a lowly stooping figure presented the master with two chained leads. He clicked the ends of these to each of the catwomen's collars. A whip and a lead in one hand, a paddle and a lead in the other.
"Dooown" he said in a deep voice. The women dropped to their knees and onto all fours.
HE swapped his paddle lead to the other hand, looked carefully and the rear of the lady on her right, moved his head from side to side, flipped the paddle to BITCH side down, raised his hand slow and high. ...and brought it down with unstoppable force.
The sound of the smack echoed around the hall and the feline lady meowed in paiiiin. ...but concentrating to turn it in to pleasure.
Her rear, clenched and tightened a quickly the letters appeared, B, I, T, C, H, in glowing painful red.
He raised is hand again, the smacked cats eyes filled with tears, and the unsmacked cat quivered in the dimly lit room. ...her feline rumps tensed. ... 3 or four times.. ..as he twitched his arm in the air. ..teasing her. ...temping that pain, he flipped it round to the WHORE side.. ..and brought it down with menace.
Although this cat, shouted "Nooo".. ..and the Master smiled, and shook his head... She momentarily lost her place. ..forgot herself, slipped back to human qualities. ...it was a mistake. ...but.. .it was to be one she would regret.
