Sunday

Gagged, with your hands tied behind the chair to which you are bound....

...you stare at Me, I am stripping off My soaked running suit. you hear the sound of the shower,  the room is filling up hot steam.you can't recall if you have ever being this excited.As you entered My flat, I immediately went for your tie. Pulling it firmly, and then loosening it skillfully, while I told you to 'get comfortable'. I ordered you to remove your shoes first, then the suit, your shirt, and eventually even your glasses. 

Now nothing matters, you have left your world and entered Mine. Here you are allowed to strip off everything, not only physically, but emotionally, mentally, spiritually. Everything. Leave it with Me. You are safe. .All your inhibitions and worries are slowly replaced by fantasies...the need to submit grows. You can't think of anything other than to serve the perfect goddess standing in front of you.  Dropping to your knees you are assuming a position which feels much more natural. 

After placing a collar around your neck, I attach your tie, with which I lead you to a chair. Without saying a word, just slightly pulling on your leash I point to the chair. Content to have found the female authority you have long yearned for, you comply docilely.

Minutes later you are inescapably tight to the simple wooden chair. The comfortable desk chair which you usually inhabit has long been forgotten.. It not longer matters anyways. Who you are, and what you did an hour ago no longer matters.you are Mine now,  here to serve and please Me.

I am here to take total control.

Mistress Leona Stern

6 comments:

  1. I love it! The most adorable little piggies in all of NYC... I was once so lucky and so privileged as to kiss and massage those majestic and perfect feet... the feet of a true Angel, a true Goddess. Ich liebe dich Ubermensch, DH.

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  2. Do you recall me. As you remember I was totally
    taken by your beauty and caring aditude.
    Then you left for boston with no notice,

    Should I again beg to be at your feet?

    Let me know...wolf

    your admirer,
    wolf

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  3. When you describe it in that manner, everything that transpires seems so natural and nothing else seems to matter. No matter what the current situation and as the warm steam from the shower fills up the room, all I can think about is your pristine skin and how much I want to serve this perfect Goddess that stands before me.

    -Downinit

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  4. I cannot describe how much I want to serve you

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  6. What an amazing piece of writing. I just closed my eyes and imagined being right there with you and being your total Slave. Look forward to..

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