DOMestic Bdsm and Female Domination

Saturday arrived and my Queen told me to wait until she called
me into the bedroom. After what seemed like an hour of waiting
for her to summon me, I heard her voice quietly calling my name.

I entered the bedroom and was overwhelmed by what I saw as I
stood before her. She was dressed in a silky black gown and was
wearing black leather boots. With her legs crossed so the boots
were prominent in my field of vision, she sat in a wicker chair
with a large round back. She held a riding crop in her right
hand which she tapped against the open palm of her left hand.
She ordered me to take off my clothes, and I quickly obeyed.

"Get on your hands and knees and crawl to me slave," she said.

I crawled over to her and she pushed her booted foot into my
face.

"You are to be my footstool - assume the proper position."

Again, I quickly obeyed her, offering my back to her, and she
roughly kicked me in the side with the heels of her boots.

She then administered 50 harsh strokes to my ass and legs with
her riding crop, requiring me to count each stroke out loud. If
I didn't speak the stroke number loud enough, she commanded me
to say it louder and did the stroke over.

Then she ordered me to my knees and quickly snapped a clothes-
pin on each of my nipples. She led me over to the bed and said,
"You will now beg to taste my pussy. You may sniff it first."

I begged my Queen to let me taste her pussy, "Please, my Queen,
please let me lick your pussy."

She eventually relented and I was permitted to lick her to a
shouting-out-loud orgasm while wearing the clothespins on my
nipples.

After she rested for a few minutes, my cruel and beautiful Queen
took the clothespins off of my nipples and informed me that she
knew that I had masturbated earlier in the week without her
permission and that I was to be further punished for this.

She put me on my back and attached a clothespin to the head of
my cock - over the urethra opening and the frenum.

I wailed out in pain. It was both intense and exquisite. She
then stood over me so I could see her beautiful ass towering
above and she began to mercilessly swat my cock with her riding
crop, hitting both the sides of my penis and the clothespin
which dangled to and fro. I became totally lost in the sensation
and was crying, practically sobbing for her to please have mercy
and stop.

Eventually one of her swats with the crop knocked the clothespin
off the head of my cock and I shrieked out in pain while my
sperm shot out all over my stomach.

Then my Queen did something that surprised me even more - she
rubbed her boots in the come on my stomach and shoved them in my
face.

"Lick my boots clean, you worthless slave," she commanded.

This was so difficult to do, but I wanted to please my Queen so
I began to lick her boots until all of the come was off them.

It's later in the week as I write this and I'm reminded of this
dark and sensuous session my beautiful Queen treated me to. I
frequently get tingles in my nipples, but especially on the tip
of my cock while I sit at my desk in the office and wonder...
when will my Queen have me in her thrall once again?