A tribute
So i had this dream last night of being driven down a long, dark road deep in the woods. It was a brisk night under a clear blanket of bright stars lighted only by the half moon overhead. A house appeared through the trees and as W/we broached the clearing the classic rustic setting was before U/us.
Inside were some warm, jovial people intermingled in conversation & laughter. The same faces W/we had dined with just an hour ago. The chatter was lively and lightly sprinkled with friendly barbs & kinky threats of fun. An erotic mood began to fill the atmosphere.
Mistress turned to me, "Take your clothes off" She instructed. While i undressed, a disconcerting array of floggers, paddles & whips were laid out and i shivered at the sight of such a display of pain inducing implements. She approached me with Her sexy swagger and a pair of leather cuffs; that devious twinkle in Her cool blue eyes that reminded me of the last time W/we played. From that look i knew instantly Her intentions.
The cuffs, now buckled on my wrists, were secured to a single link of heavy chain dripping from the thick wood beam that stretched across the vaulted ceiling. Previously i had only experienced Her while attached to a St. Andrews cross. This would be a new adventure for me as Mistress had full 360 degree access. i stole another glance at Her beautiful face and trembled at the wry smile that now curled Her lips. With a handful of my chesthair in Her grasp She inquired, "Are you ready, My pet?". Whether i was or not, i didn't have much choice. Looking up, i quickly tested my bonds with a firm pull & tried to prepare myself for what i was about to endure.
For an interminable amount of time, i was overwhelmed with a mixture of the heavy thuds of floggers, the sharp sting of paddles, and the biting caress of whips. Clothespins that were attached to my nipples and various other tender places are flicked away by a whip wielded with the skill acquired only from years of serious attention and practice. Interspersed with the strikes Mistress cooed with laughter as She reddened my skin and raised vicious welts, all to the sound of my pain and agony.
At session's end and before She allows me freedom from the chain, Mistress comes close. Pressing Her body against mine, She takes my face in Her soft hands. The same soft hands that moments ago subjected me to levels of exquisite pain i had never before experienced. She looks into my eyes deeply, warmly, lovingly. She is still smiling but the wry smile that had adorned Her has become one of pleasure, care and pride. She whispers, "you did very well, My pet. I'm so proud of you. This is the most you've taken so far and I'm very pleased!"
Now, as my breathing slows, as my mind returns from space, a sensation stirs inside me. i am honored that i have pleased my Mistress. my heart swells with emotion and pride as W/we share this private moment in this public space. Suddenly there is no one else, Just She and i. my Mistress and her pet. She reaches up and relieves my sore shoulders by releasing the cuffs from the chain overhead.
She embraces me with a warm blanket and her strong arms. She runs Her fingers through my hair as i lean into her and i feel a connection i have never before felt with anyone else.
i woke up this morning and as i rolled over a twinge of soreness emanates from my back and butt. i turn on the light in the bathroom and turn to see the stripes and bruises glaring back at me. No, it wasn't a dream. It is very real !!!
As i turn again to now face myself in the mirror, A realisation overwhelms me... i am a man, i have a Mistress, i am whole.
This gift, as everything else, is for You, Mistress.
Inside were some warm, jovial people intermingled in conversation & laughter. The same faces W/we had dined with just an hour ago. The chatter was lively and lightly sprinkled with friendly barbs & kinky threats of fun. An erotic mood began to fill the atmosphere.
Mistress turned to me, "Take your clothes off" She instructed. While i undressed, a disconcerting array of floggers, paddles & whips were laid out and i shivered at the sight of such a display of pain inducing implements. She approached me with Her sexy swagger and a pair of leather cuffs; that devious twinkle in Her cool blue eyes that reminded me of the last time W/we played. From that look i knew instantly Her intentions.
The cuffs, now buckled on my wrists, were secured to a single link of heavy chain dripping from the thick wood beam that stretched across the vaulted ceiling. Previously i had only experienced Her while attached to a St. Andrews cross. This would be a new adventure for me as Mistress had full 360 degree access. i stole another glance at Her beautiful face and trembled at the wry smile that now curled Her lips. With a handful of my chesthair in Her grasp She inquired, "Are you ready, My pet?". Whether i was or not, i didn't have much choice. Looking up, i quickly tested my bonds with a firm pull & tried to prepare myself for what i was about to endure.
For an interminable amount of time, i was overwhelmed with a mixture of the heavy thuds of floggers, the sharp sting of paddles, and the biting caress of whips. Clothespins that were attached to my nipples and various other tender places are flicked away by a whip wielded with the skill acquired only from years of serious attention and practice. Interspersed with the strikes Mistress cooed with laughter as She reddened my skin and raised vicious welts, all to the sound of my pain and agony.
At session's end and before She allows me freedom from the chain, Mistress comes close. Pressing Her body against mine, She takes my face in Her soft hands. The same soft hands that moments ago subjected me to levels of exquisite pain i had never before experienced. She looks into my eyes deeply, warmly, lovingly. She is still smiling but the wry smile that had adorned Her has become one of pleasure, care and pride. She whispers, "you did very well, My pet. I'm so proud of you. This is the most you've taken so far and I'm very pleased!"
Now, as my breathing slows, as my mind returns from space, a sensation stirs inside me. i am honored that i have pleased my Mistress. my heart swells with emotion and pride as W/we share this private moment in this public space. Suddenly there is no one else, Just She and i. my Mistress and her pet. She reaches up and relieves my sore shoulders by releasing the cuffs from the chain overhead.
She embraces me with a warm blanket and her strong arms. She runs Her fingers through my hair as i lean into her and i feel a connection i have never before felt with anyone else.
i woke up this morning and as i rolled over a twinge of soreness emanates from my back and butt. i turn on the light in the bathroom and turn to see the stripes and bruises glaring back at me. No, it wasn't a dream. It is very real !!!
As i turn again to now face myself in the mirror, A realisation overwhelms me... i am a man, i have a Mistress, i am whole.
This gift, as everything else, is for You, Mistress.
13 years ago