Free Fall

There has still been no contact.

I do now, consider myself free, and am adjusting to it.

It is strange, I got used to having Him in my life, and now there is a void.

I am sure I will survive.

But what does one do with a redundant collar???

The end.

There has been no contact, no replies to emails, and a dismissive response to text messages.

It has been weeks, no wait, months since I have heard from Him.

I think it's pretty safe to assume we are done.

Don't you??

Alone!

We met, we went to "our place" The Dungeon - and it was so so good!!!

Hard, intense, deep and very, very welcome.

Both of us, having very stressful "real lives", needed it to be that way.

I was whipped, flogged, and used - completely!

And for two blissful hours, He was all that mattered to me, and I was all that mattered to Him.

But all that seems so long ago now, real life has taken over, and consumed both of us.

And I am alone.

Not sure if it is permenant, time will tell.

And when it does, I will tell all.

Therapy

I am so lucky.......

Even with all the hassles my Master is having to deal with at the moment, He is taking time to help me deal with some seriously bad karma of my own.

I am losing myself in my own troubles, and it is hurting me.

So Master has decided that therapy is needed. In his words He will replace my emotional pain with the kind that suits me better!!!

So next week we return to the dungeon!!

Oh thank you Master.

I hope I don't disappoint you.

Something's missing, something's lost...

We met as arranged, and it was good to see Him.

It had been a long time.

We entered the hotel room, and I proceeded to go through my usually required ritual, only to be stopped, before my clothes were removed.

He was moving us a long at a furious pace, and in an instant paddle blows were raining down on me.

Hard and fast, harder and faster.

That describes our encounter completely.

Something had changed.

And I'm not sure it will change back.

Time will tell!!!

Well it has been a while since we last met.

Lots and lots of family and work commitments have severely limited our fun.

We are however, due to meet tomorrow.

So hopefully I will have something more interesting to tell you when I next post!!

Thanks for sticking around.

De ja vue!!

Well we met again, and it was 8 weeks since our last meeting.

8 weeks!!! It wasn't until I consulted the calendar that I realised it was so long.

Of course, I had felt every minute of it, but I really didn't think it was that long.

Real life had got hold of us both and was refusing to let go. So much of our meeting was taken up with catching up.

A quick run down of the latest news, and then into our usual ritual. Ending with me kneeling for Him to fasten my collar.

And then as His hand smoothes my hair, my slave self comes to the fore.

And as the first stroke of the paddle lands, real life is lost. All that matters is standing behind me,

paddle in Hand.

The "play" was intense, without warm up and at full force. Pure bliss, as with nipples clamped hard, and labia clamped too, He "reminded" me of our purpose.

He asked me "how is the pain?" - I wanted to say "exquisite "- but I could only moan.

"Do you want more ?" - I wanted it to go on forever - but I could bearly breathe.

He was exhausted and so was I, We parted earlier than usual, real life has a lot to answer for.

Whilst every meeting is complete joy, the time in between is hard. We both have busy careers, and family committments, so every minute we manage to spend face to face is precious, and I am grateful for every one. But real life is taking its toll. And sadly, I have been here before.

Real life sucks!!!!

Scaredy Cat!!!!

We met way out of my comfort zone, I was so nervous I felt sick!!

Wearing my collar in public, and with a vibrating bullet inserted as per Master's instructions, I had travelled to the city by train.

Thankfully Master was waiting, when I got off the train.

He kissed me warmly, then offered me His arm, and led me out to the car.

We then drove to our location.

We found our way to the entrance, and were welcomed inside.

Made to feel completely at ease, and as our "Host" showed us round the Aladdin's cave of Kinkiness, I felt my stomach flip over, but in a nice, excited way, as the terror began to leave me and the thrill of what was about to happen took over.

Our Host then retreated and left us to explore and experiement in complete privacy.

Master's eyes were as big as saucers, He was like a kid let loose in a sweet shop.

Then followed 2 hours of seriously intense fun!!!!

Lots of things were tried, lots of new, exciting things.

If I had to pick favourites, then being attached to the St Andrew's cross was everything I had dreamed it would be.

Master had me cuffed to it facing out towards Him, I felt something different, something deep inside, as I watched Him flog my naked breasts. It was the first time I had watched His face as He beat me, and as He did so, a warm glow of contentment flushed over me.

Oh it was amazing!!!

Our two hours went so quickly, and although I felt physically sick all yesterday morning, it was so worth the anxiety and the apprehension.

I knew Master would never let me come to any harm, and that I would be completely safe, and I am sorry I doubted it, even for a second.

I feel deeply, deeply honoured that Master chose to take me there.

Thank you Master.

An outing

Tomorrow, Master is taking me to a professional dungeon.

It is the first time I have been anywhere like it, seen anywhere like it, until recently I didn't even know such places existed.

How am I feeling???

Absolutely terrified!!!!

Not sure why!!!!

But, although I know everything will be completely fine, I am anticipating a night without sleep.

Will report back!!!!

Time flies

We met again, quite a time since our previous meeting.

Work committments, family crises and a slave disappearing on holiday, meant that meeting was difficult.

But meet we finally did, and as usual within minutes, His control over me was complete.

I followed His instruction, and taking Him into my mouth, immediately began to sink into complete submission. His touch, His voice, His presence my only focus, my reason for being.

He then proceeded to "re-inforce" my submission, with crop, cane and leather belt.

He has also become quite attached to a gift I bought for Him.

A leather studded paddle, it is a pretty inoffensive looking thing, but in His hands, and when it lands on my body, it takes on a whole new persona. The studs bite, when it lands, and then the leather thuds, and the burn begins.

And as all this happens, my body craves more, and I need Him to use me.

And He does. Over and over, until I am exhausted, and so, so happy!

Thank you, Master.

Happy New Year

We met again, the first time for a while, work, family and deathly plagues having taken their toll on our meeting times, but within seconds of being in His company, I was His slave.

I had been given a task, a task designed to have me aroused and ready for Him, and it worked!

I was desperately on edge, I wanted Him touch me, to use me, to own me, and as His hand stroked my naked shoulder, I began to float.

He tied me, clamped me, blindfolded me, and beat me.

And it was exquisite.

Pain, intense pain, interspersed with intense pleasure, pure intense pleasure.

Over and over again.

And with the promise of much more to come, I belong to Him

Thank you Master,

Happy New Year!