I am ready to get dressed for work Mistress

Yesterday morning, I was done with my usual morning routine.  I had showered, shaved my face balls, ass and cock after my long weekend away.  I was in the kitchen, naked, having just finishing the morning dishes when Mistress K. walked in the door from taking the kids to school.  I walked over to her and we canoodled for a few minutes.  Those moments of embrace are just so very special.  Just holding each other, my face buried in her neck, taking in her aroma in deep breaths. 

Like I do every morning, I told Mistress that I was ready to get dressed.  As many of you know, I have conditioned myself not let Mistress know I am waiting for her instructions on what to wear under my clothes by asking if I can wear this, or that, or ......?  Instead, I only advise her that I am ready to get dresses, offering her the opportunity to determine what, if anything I am to wear under my clothes.  Anything from panties, to cock rick, balls separator to butt plug.

On this particular morning, Mistress took my hand and led me into the bedroom.  I first thought she was going to take me into the closet where that collection of items is so we could look over them together, like she sometimes likes to do.  Instead, she took me to the edge of the bed and had bend at the waist, face in the bed.  her instructions were to not move.  I heard rustling in the closet for a minute or two then heard her walking toward me.  I didn't know what to expect.  Was she going to punish me?  Did she have me in this position because she was going to fuck my ass?  I didn't have any idea and not knowing was so very erotic.  Suddenly she slipped a blindfold over my eyes, stood me up straight, grabbed my hand and led me blindly behind her.  I knew we were headed in the direction of the bedroom entrance or the bathroom.  After banging my shoulder on the wall I couldn't see, Mistress stopped. I heard the double doors to our bedroom close.  Mistress pushed me against the door, facing it with instructions to put my feet together and keep my wrists together with my arms stretched fully and placed on the door above my head.  Mistress began to use bondage tape to tape my ankles together.  Then she had me turn around and present my wrists to her for the same reason.  Once my wrists and ankles were bound together, I was again turned to face the door and pressed against, while Mistress put a ball gag in mouth and securely fastened it to my head. 

I began to get a little nervous about what might be my fate.  Was this the time that Mistress felt that a good hard maintenance spanking was in order?  Was it going to hurt so much that Mistress felt like she need the ball gag, even though we were alone in the house?  I was pretty certain  that with the way I restrained and the way I was positioned, facing and pressed against the closed door,  that I was about to receive a severe punishment.  For what?  I didn't know, but there doesn't really need to be reason, now does there?

I was left in that position while Mistress attended to something else.  I couldn't tell what she was doing but being bound in that position.  I was certain that I was merely waiting to be punished severely.  That Mistress was in a particularly sadistic mood and wanted to see me suffer from infliction of a little bit of pain.  (Mistress a little sadistic streak in her.  Nothing serious, but she can genuinely get off by watching me accept a little pain from her).  Still facing the door, my cock still hard as rock for the delicious mixture of anticipation and fear, I felt one hand on my as and one wrap around my cock.  She fondled me for a minute or so then turned me around so my back was against the door.  I felt lube being applied to my cock and then something being pressed onto it.  At first I was certain that Mistress was placing my cock sleeve on me so that she could get a good fucking.  I soon realizes that it was Mistress herself.  She had removed her pj's and panties and was sliding her pussy up and down on my hardness.  It didn't take long at all before I was on the edge and told her so.  She immediately removed herself, quickly turned me around, pressed the front of body to the closed door and proceeded to paddle my ass with her bare hand for not being able to control my cock better.  Then she turned me around and climbed right back on.  Again, same result, quickly brought to the edge, a quick warning that I was about to cum and another turn at facing the door and receiving 5 -10 rapid, firm spanks.  Mistress turned me again, mounted me again and this time, before I could get near the edge, she stopped and simply said ........... "that's what your wearing under clothes today.  Now get dressed."  She removed the bondage tape from my wrists and ankles and pointed to the closet ordering me to get dressed.  Then she turned on her heels and walked to the bedroom door, smiling at me and kissing me on the cheek on the way.