Collared!!!

We met again yesterday, and as always, it was wonderful.

But this time it was different.

He was different.

He is always interested in me, concerned for my well-being. But this time it was different.
He had me kneel beside Him and describe my day, it felt uplifting to do that, and also took away all the work related hassles, and help me focus entirely on Him.

And focus is what was needed, as with me standing blindfolded in front of a huge mirror, Master put a beautiful silver collar round my neck.

He removed the blindfold, and there I was, a collared slave -HIS collared slave.

Then followed the most intense 90 minutes of my life.

A ritual caning - each stroke symbolizing an element of my enslavement. A hard, intense, focused caning. Without warm up, and with me standing in front of the mirror.

I lost count of the strokes, I was in that place - the place that only slaves go to, and it was wonderful.

With the ritual over, He then used me repeatedly, with more pain, new pain, pain I hadn't experienced before.

I was lost in the pain, completely absorbed by it, consummed.

It was amazing.

Afterwards, when He held me, stroking me, telling me lovely things, all i felt was completely loved, completey treasured, completely cherished.

And Joy - pure Joy!!!

WOW!!!