"Come with me my pet, there’s something I want to show you."

I was excited as I followed Master into the bedroom. Being ordered to the bedroom by Master usually meant that I was in for an invigorating session ending with several life affirming orgasms.

But today I was in for a surprise. There laid out on the bed was a selection of floggers, whips and paddles. I hung back not quite sure what to think and wondered what Master was planning. Master sensed my hesitancy and came towards me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and my steps faltered a little as he led me to the bed.

"I think it’s time we began exploring some of these implements," Master said his tone gentle but firm.

He must have seen the worried reluctance in my expression because he kissed me lightly on the lips and taking me into a hug he said, "I know you’re ready little one, from the way you’ve responded to regular spanking. You do like being spanked, don’t you?"

"Yes Master," I said quietly looking up at him, my eyes betraying the sense of panic I was feeling.

"Don’t worry, we’ll take it slowly, at your pace. Trust me. You do trust me, don’t you?"

"I do Master," I nodded.

He kissed me on the top of my head and once again turned me to the bed.

"We’ll start with one. Any one. You choose," Master told me, "get a feel for them and see which one appeals to you."

I looked at the items on the bed. There were five items: a leather paddle with studs on it, a cane, a suede flogger, something that looked like a riding crop and a wooden paddle.

I immediately rejected the wooden paddle, the cane and the crop; they looked like they would really hurt. I took the leather paddle in my hand, smoothing it over my skin and then slapped it in the palm of my hand. I hardly used the type of force I imagined Master would use and I winced at the sting. It was painful and the studs really pinged against my skin. Next I picked up the suede flogger, I ran the strands over my skin, feeling the sensations it was creating. Master was watching me as I inspected the implements with a curious fascination. Again, I smacked the palm of my hand with the flogger and although I felt a bit of a bite, it wasn’t nearly as bad as the paddle.

Still holding the flogger, I turned to Master and whispered, "this one."

"Excellent choice," Master smiled as he took the flogger from my hands and put it back on the bed. He then removed the items I’d rejected hiding them from view. Out of sight, out of mind.

He then came up behind me, slowly lowered the zip of my dress and then slipped it off my shoulders letting it pool on the floor at my feet. I was standing in front of him in just my bra and panties, something I’d done countless times before, but this time I was nervous and I shivered.

Master, still standing behind me, kissed my neck and whispered into my ear, "I’m not going to hurt you," and then with a smile added, "unless you ask me to." He unhooked my bra and slid it off me.

"Lie down," he ordered.

I climbed up onto the bed and lay down just the way he expected; hands above my head and legs splayed apart.

Master brought out some scarves and tied my hands to the headboard and then using the Velcro cuffs restrained my ankles. Finally, he produced a satin blindfold, "I want you to focus on nothing but the sensations you will be feeling," he said as he gently lifted my head and covered my eyes.

I lay there in just my panties, tied up, restrained, unable to see, completely at Master’s mercy with his new toy. I was scared, terrified even, but I also felt safe with Master. I trusted him. I was ready to submit to whatever was about to happen and prepared for the new sensations.

The first thing I felt was Master’s mouth on mine, his lips soft and rough at the same time, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth, gently probing, intertwined with mine as he kissed me. His kiss reassured and relaxed me. I felt my body let go of the tension and now I was truly ready.

I felt the suede strands of the flogger on my face and it was almost like it was caressing me. They were like Master’s fingers only softer stroking my skin as he moved the flogger downwards, letting it pass lightly over my lips as he moved it down my neck and towards my breasts.

Master passed the flogger over my breasts like a gentle touch. He teased them with the strands, slowly circling my nipple, letting me get used to the soft sweeping sensation. I gasped softly as I realised I was getting aroused, my nipples hardening beneath the strokes. He ran the strands over my stomach, slowly, deliberately and I felt every titillating movement as it fluttered over my skin.

Master was moving the flogger lower right towards my pleasure centre. I was wet with desire by now and I was sure Master could see my arousal on my panties. But Master ignored my pussy and ran the suede fronds over my hip, down the outside of my leg and then brushing it softly up my inner leg. He did the same with my other leg and I could feel my whole skin tingling at the sensations.

My desire was pooling inside me, I could feel the need rising within me and I now felt Master sweeping the strands over my wet panties. I moaned and arched my back as the stimulation coursed right through me. And then I heard a feint swish as Master brought the flogger gently down on my wet cunt. I gasped, more at the surprise than at the sensation. I bucked my hips towards him asking for more and he brought it down on me again, a little harder this time. I panted wanting more and Master brought it down on my wet panties again three times in quick succession. I moaned loudly, the overload of sensation completely taking over my body.

Master removed the flogger from me and I expected to feel it come down on me again, instead Master leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "cum." I let go of all the passion that had accumulated by the assault of sensations and released it all with a loud moan of ecstasy. I poured out with my juices all the tension I had felt and surrendered to the new experience.

Master removed my blindfold and looked at me, "not so bad, was it?" he smiled.

I shook my head, smiling somewhat coyly.

"Next time we’ll take it for a spin on your ass. You’re ready little one," Master said as he untied my restraints.

"Yes Master," I answered softly.

And I was.