Kitten,

I know the belt hurts more than my hand did. It certainly leaves your pretty little bottom a brighter shade of red. And I like that I can whip you with the belt while you kneel with my cock in your mouth; I like feeling your body shudder when the belt hits you, feeling you gasp around my cock.

I want a better strap, one easier to hold, one more flexible. But I like the flatness of it, the way it leaves a wide red stripe on your bottom. I’ll find something just right, something supple enough to use on your bottom and your pussy and your breasts, and that I can loop around your hips when you’re on your hands and knees to pull you back against me.

Next time, after you’ve knelt to service your dom, I’ll have you stand at the foot of the bed while I beat your bottom until it’s red. Then I’ll take you while you stand there, still striking your bottom and your thighs while I fuck you, until I slip the belt around you and pull you hard back against me.

Want. I am consumed by want tonight. I need my kitten, naked and aching and moaning, obediently servicing her dom, obediently swallowing. Obeying.

My sub.

Love,
YOUR Dom