The sweet fragrance of meadow flowers, among wild garlic stimulates the senses, while the mid morning warmth from the early summer sun generates an uplifting mood, putting a spring in my leather booted step! As I stroll through the long grass, my gentleman’s eyes gaze upon the leather tail trailing behind. Thoughts awash his mind of vivid pleasures, as he begins to imagine what I have in store for him. Knowing how I love to brandish my brown leather bullwhip in my leather gloved hand, he wouldn’t be too far wrong to think I may be flicking it’s tail, to listen to it’s signature crack as the leather connects.
I continue to walk along the track until venturing up to the black wrought iron gate. It’s time I had some fun! As I mount the bars, I lean over flicking my long brunette hair to one side. My breasts bulge, accentuating my deep cleavage! As my slave looks up, he sighs, the vision before him takes his breath away, gazing longingly in the hope he’ll be permitted to bury his face deep into my breasts. The wait feels an eternity, as I continue to tease and torment his throbbing erect penis! It’s so hard it hurts! Thwack from my leather crop, thwack, thwack, thwack!
Well, that hasn’t worked, the thwacking just makes him harder! Whilst he grits his teeth absorbing the sting from it’s tail, he continues to look up, and sighs, there’s no place like home!
