i’m still in a whirlwind of euphoria. i’m sure i’ve been thinking of my first session and more importantly of You even when i’m asleep. To use some words from an old song, “i can’t get You out of my head” or “You’re always on my mind.” i’ve waited so long for a really new experience and now it’s happened.
my first session is so indelibly printed into my mind. The breasts!!!!!!! Others have used wheat filled stocking sacks to fill the void in the bra, but OMG the sensous feelings one experiences with the silicon breast forms. Firstly, to touch them they feel sooooo much like real breasts and i’m sure that i could feel them being pressed and squeezed – my nipples were reacting. Ohhhhh what a feeling.
Goddess, i was in Your hands – my body was alive, feeling every sensation and You were deftly plying Your magic with each step that You took me along. On reflection, it seems was all part of Your allure. i was like a piece of clay and You were moulding a new shape for me. Using the information that You had gleaned about my fantasies, how i justified my needs, the way i resolved my ‘newly’ found tendencies.
The pinch of the corset, hmmmm. The sweet caress of silky stockinged legs tantalising one’s mind to release one’s manhood ties and become bent to My Mistresses ways. And, i succummoned so easily, so completely and even more to willingly to Your allure. A potency i have never experienced before.
From the outset i aired my dislike for pain, cringing at the thought of a caning. Yet, perhaps at the point between being bound and wrapped i was so deep within ‘the zone’ i believe i would have endured any for You, my Goddess. i believe that was my true turning point. i was so overwhelmed with what You were doing with me, i seem to recall saying to You “i give you my mind, my body and my soul” or at the least that is what was going through my head. You could have instructed me to do anything and i would have obeyed instantly.
The experience of being bound by You with rope is so ‘containing’ so ‘restrictive’ and evolves as being so addictive. That experience alone would have been enough. My Goddess, as You removed the lattice, the work of art that held me tightly confined and vulnerable, i was wishing that You would leave me bound for much much longer.
But then ‘the wrapping’. i have always experieced powerful erotic feelings when i have watched a spider catch and wrap its prey and then wait and watch the prey succumb to the will numbing drug from the spiders bite. Then watch as the prey awaits to be drained. But then the whole image changes in my mind to be likened to a caterpillar – wrapped and left to metamorphise until it emerges changed into a butterfly or moth.
me, i emerged as Your new slave, created with a mind consuming and unrelenting need to serve my Mistress, my Goddess, to be forever subservient, forever unquestionably obedient.
Oh how i yearn to start my training…