My pet was more than 10 minutes late and I was feeling distinctly put out, when she finally walked through the door. Even in My anger, the sight of her nearly stopped Me, but lust and anger are a powerful combination so I twined the two emotions together as she approached.

"I apologize for being late, My Lord," she said, kneeling in front of Me. "Mr. Wrien had me stay late for a board meeting. I left as soon as I could." I could tell she was worried about the consequences of her tardiness, but kept My plans well in mind.

"Stand, pet, and kiss Me. I'm vexed that you were late, but we'll get to that when the time is right. Come." We kissed, and I felt her lips trembling as a combination of anticipation and fear melded in her soul.

We went downstairs to the Playroom, and I turned quickly on her. "Strip," I commanded, "and prostrate yourself on the table of reconciliation."

As always, she obeyed My Command, but I saw a little hesitance. I know how important Valentine's Day is to her, and that she was expecting today to be a day of pleasure, but My mind was set. Her nipples were fully erect as the faint chill in the room seeped into her, and she lay down on the leather covered, padded table in the center of the room. I blind-folded her, strapped her arms down, but left her legs free this time, and I heard her whimper, arousing me all the more.

Walking around the room, I touched all the familiar instruments we had used Playing in the past. The leather crop, the bullwhip, handcuffs, ball gags, vibrators, and various other objects hung, each with several memories attached to them. I could hear them calling to Me, but carefully picked out only the ones I would need to fulfill My plan for the evening.

She flinched a little as I touched her side, and I lay a hand on her, reassuring her. "Relax My pet. Your punishment is one you will enjoy tonight." As I said this, I let a drop of wax fall in between her breasts from just high enough not to burn, yet still low enough to sting a little. I set a finger in the wax as she winced and drew a line up to one nipple, and roughly grabbed her tit to remove the excess from My finger tip. She arched her back, enjoying the sensation of both the heat and the faint pain as I repeated the process to the other breast.

She gasped, as I lowered a piece of ice between her legs, yet I knew she was enjoying it. Slowly, so as not to cause too much discomfort, I slid it down her clit and into her wet and waiting lips. I could see water running out from her pussy, and I knew she was almost ready. I peeled the wax off from her chest, enjoying her moans as it came off her nipples, leaving a red line between her perfectly formed breasts, and slight bumps on her areolas. Gently I took one tit into My mouth and sucked on it like a nursing infant and grabbed the other tit hard with one hand. As she arched her back again at the mixed sensations, I lowered My free hand between her legs with a vibrator and teased her clit briefly before shoving it into her hungry snatch. I could feel her pussy lips trying to pull it deeper into her as she begged me softly, "May I cum, my