Yesterday, was the first time, but it was done clothed as instructed. Today was done for the first time naked. A completely different experience than the first.
I set my timer, knowing Mistress is very particular about exact amounts of things She asks for. I turned off my ringer on my phone. I shut the door to the room. I turned off the lights. I stripped. I prostrated myself to Mistress. It was religious and filled with small details that will no doubt become routine. A habit.
As I sat there bowed to the ground, thinking about my Beautiful Mistress, I swear I could feel Her there. I felt Her hand on my head - a reassuring pet. My neck, my shoulders. HER head, neck and shoulders. HER body prostrated and on display.
I felt Her feet walking around me, stopping in front of me inches from my head. I felt Her hand slowly run the length of my back to my ass.
In those moments this body that belongs to Mistress began to shake. I wondered if Mistress would smile when She saw that. Would She get a devilish smirk knowing the effect She was having on me? Would She reward Her sweet with a punishment or gift? Would I be able to keep my eyes fixed to Her feet as instructed and not steal a glance at Her beautiful body?
My heart, Mistress' heart, was racing and breathing was heavy.
As these thoughts poured through my mind, the timer went off. I dutifully stood up, put my clothes back on and went through the rest of my commanded activities. But the thoughts of Mistress still lingered in my head. My owned mind. Property of Mistress.
My sweet delectable morsel,
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful thing when one can 'feel' the presence of a body that's not physically there. The psyche is so much more powerful than we allow it to be most times. In surrendering control and allowing that part of your mind to be vulnerable you have opened it up to boundless possibilities.
your Mistress, Myself, is there beside you, watching you closely even when I'm not physically present. you will come to see this more and more as time passes.
I'm impressed and pleased with the level that you've come already. The devilish smirk, would have been replaced shortly after with a nibble to My lower lip.... it typically is. I would have reached out laying a soft gentle hand to your trembling body to feel it under My touch... barely noticeable yet in the dark meditation it would have seemed the weight of the world with enough electricity to light your skin afire within it....
I would probably whisper softly as well... sometimes sweet encouragements such as 'you're doing so well, My sweet. you are such a handsome man for Me to treasure, not just in looks but in character and integrity as well' other times I'd stretch you or challenge you, still speaking softly ' this orgasming two or three times a day is ubsurd... you really must get a better grasp on controlling it... perhaps two or three weeks without an orgasm will show you how little you actually need it to feel satisfied'
No matter what it is I would say, I would do it with genuine love and care for the one who's made his Mistress smile in such ways that only Her treasured sweet can.
Your sweet, Mistress, is beyond the moon by Your response to this entry. Thank you my Beautiful Mistress.
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