I allow my silk robe to to fall from my shoulders and gently down to the floor. Exposing my attire of red leather pumps, fishnets held firmly in place with my garter belt, bustier hugging my waist so tightly my breast seem like they could explode out of the top any moment. Your eyes meet mine then start wander down, you marvel at my breasts and as you scan further down my body, you realize that I’m not wearing any panties. You see my neatly shaved lips and Your pulse starts to quicken, in an instant, you are hard as a rock. Your hand naturally start to make it way down the front of you pants when I calmly but firmly tell you that you are not to touch it until I say so. I then instruct you to take off your clothes. Happily you oblige my wish and start to undress yourself, when I further instruct you to get down on your knees. You drop down as I request with out hesitation. As I start to approach your nude body, your eyes draw back to mine and you place your hands in prayer. That’s when you realize that I am still holding the strap to my robe. You start to smile and reach for my legs to pull me in closer to you, but then slap to your left cheek leaves you stunned. I wrap the silk tourniquet around your neck and start to pull back in a light choking manner as I tell you to place your hands back in prayer. Feeling a bit disoriented, you pause and I slap you again, but this time harder and on your right cheek. Your natural instinct was that you were in danger, yet your carnal curiosity leads you mind my words. You quickly clasp your hands together raising them up as if in worship. I cinch the strap tightly around your wrists. You’re not sure what’s coming next, but one thing is for certain, you have surrendered your trust to me and you are ready to be my servant. I place the tip of the heel from my shiny red pump on your shoulder, digging it firmly into your skin. You feel the sharp pain but the distraction of the beautiful fragrance emanating from between my legs lifts your consciousness from your body, the piercing pain is replaced with a burning desire to taste heaven. Please, you cry out. Let me taste you or at least untie me so that I can touch myself! I smile warmly, place my fingertip over your lips, shhhhh. I dig my heel a bit deeper into your skin, the pain brings you back into awareness of your body. You feel the heat from my thighs warming your face and realize that your cock is pulsing. I command you to watch me for now, as I lick my finger and trace it down my body, down my breast past my navel until I reach the the opening of my labia. I twirl my finger around my clit while you watch hands bound cock throbbing dripping with anticipation. You start to beg for me to untie your wrists so you can touch yourself, but your permission is not granted. I run my my fingers through your hair, pulling it tight. You gasp in Ecstasy as I pull your face in closer to my body. Now you will be allowed to taste me. As you drive your tongue deeper you breath in my essence, god... you want to be inside me! With each thrust of your tongue you imagine your cock entering me, you kiss, suck and lightly bite my clit then allow your tongue to make its way up and down the length of lips. Your devouring me like a hungry beast. Moaning, I rock my hips and grind your face, the pain of my my heel in your shoulder starts to excite you now to the point of release and you still haven’t even touched yourself. You cry out that you are going to cum. Like a patient guru, I tell that you must wait. With that, you dive your face back between my legs and my moans turn to screams, I release the tourniquet around your wrists, a splash baptizes you in my love and as you drink from my body, I grant you permission to touch yourself, with one mighty stroke you experience a full crown explosion as if you’ve been touched by god herself. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven