This fantasy haunts me. It visits me when I go to bed. It greets me when I wake up in the morning. It pervades my dreams. And it is real.
SHE has played with me before. Trying things, testing me like an experienced driver assesses a new sports car. But the last time I saw HER, SHE took it to another level. When I arrived, SHE immediately pushed me down and hit me repeatedly with one of those multi-tailed floggers. SHE yelled at me to stay down and shut up. Wow, I had never seen her so stern and forceful before.
SHE really meant it and kept me down until I was cowering and silent on the floor. Then SHE sat on my chest, put HER hand to my throat, and told me that SHE was going to make me HER real-life slave tonight. That I was here for HER pleasure and that my only option was complete obedience. My first task was to strip naked so she could truss up my cock, balls, and torso with rope. Then I was told to put my clothes back on and we went to dinner like that so I knew who was in control at all times.
When we returned to her dungeon, SHE once again threw me down and flogged me. Stripped me naked and pushed me to my knees. SHE secured my head between her ankles and heels while flogging my ass and calling me all sorts of really nasty names. Well then a bunch of things happened in so quick and in forceful succession that I really couldn't keep up. At one point I was manacled to HER cross and tormented as each squirm prompted a delicious grin from MISTRESS.
When SHE felt I was fully compliant, she sat on the coach and squeezed my head between HER thigh-high clad legs and made me sign a slave contract which basically affirmed that I was her obedient slave and fuk-toy to use whenever and however SHE pleased. With that ritual complete, SHE secured me spread-eagled on the bed with arms and legs bound tight. I was completely helpless and vulnerable, but that was not enough for MISTRESS. SHE put her panties in my mouth and wrapped this crazy tape stuff around my head until I was completely mute. Then SHE proceeded to ravage my body for her pleasure in many ways that I was completely helpless to resist. Nevertheless SHE put her hand over my mouth, stared me in the eyes and told me that SHE owned me, would do anything SHE wanted to me, and was raping me for HER pleasure.
When sated, MISTRESS had another surprise for me. SHE said I was her captive for the evening and that I would learn to be her totally obedient slave tonight. SHE kept a collar and leash on me all evening, and while the conversation and movie-watching was cordial, SHE would occasionally jump into ultra-bitch mode, yank my leash, and torment me. When night-time came, SHE padlocked my ankle to a steel cable which SHE secured to the bed frame, leaving just enough slack for me to get to the bathroom and back. I was her captive slave all night.
In the morning, I was again trussed up and this time butt plugged as we went out for some breakfast. SHE said every breath I took and every squirm would clearly demonstrate HER ownership over me. After breakfast, I was again thrown into HER lair, collared, and forced to service Mistress once more. When fully sated, MISTRESS released me back into the world. A world which knows not of this encounter. Until now, and at great peril....
SHE has played with me before. Trying things, testing me like an experienced driver assesses a new sports car. But the last time I saw HER, SHE took it to another level. When I arrived, SHE immediately pushed me down and hit me repeatedly with one of those multi-tailed floggers. SHE yelled at me to stay down and shut up. Wow, I had never seen her so stern and forceful before.
SHE really meant it and kept me down until I was cowering and silent on the floor. Then SHE sat on my chest, put HER hand to my throat, and told me that SHE was going to make me HER real-life slave tonight. That I was here for HER pleasure and that my only option was complete obedience. My first task was to strip naked so she could truss up my cock, balls, and torso with rope. Then I was told to put my clothes back on and we went to dinner like that so I knew who was in control at all times.
When we returned to her dungeon, SHE once again threw me down and flogged me. Stripped me naked and pushed me to my knees. SHE secured my head between her ankles and heels while flogging my ass and calling me all sorts of really nasty names. Well then a bunch of things happened in so quick and in forceful succession that I really couldn't keep up. At one point I was manacled to HER cross and tormented as each squirm prompted a delicious grin from MISTRESS.
When SHE felt I was fully compliant, she sat on the coach and squeezed my head between HER thigh-high clad legs and made me sign a slave contract which basically affirmed that I was her obedient slave and fuk-toy to use whenever and however SHE pleased. With that ritual complete, SHE secured me spread-eagled on the bed with arms and legs bound tight. I was completely helpless and vulnerable, but that was not enough for MISTRESS. SHE put her panties in my mouth and wrapped this crazy tape stuff around my head until I was completely mute. Then SHE proceeded to ravage my body for her pleasure in many ways that I was completely helpless to resist. Nevertheless SHE put her hand over my mouth, stared me in the eyes and told me that SHE owned me, would do anything SHE wanted to me, and was raping me for HER pleasure.
When sated, MISTRESS had another surprise for me. SHE said I was her captive for the evening and that I would learn to be her totally obedient slave tonight. SHE kept a collar and leash on me all evening, and while the conversation and movie-watching was cordial, SHE would occasionally jump into ultra-bitch mode, yank my leash, and torment me. When night-time came, SHE padlocked my ankle to a steel cable which SHE secured to the bed frame, leaving just enough slack for me to get to the bathroom and back. I was her captive slave all night.
In the morning, I was again trussed up and this time butt plugged as we went out for some breakfast. SHE said every breath I took and every squirm would clearly demonstrate HER ownership over me. After breakfast, I was again thrown into HER lair, collared, and forced to service Mistress once more. When fully sated, MISTRESS released me back into the world. A world which knows not of this encounter. Until now, and at great peril....
