I saw the image below on DevaintArt and the emotions of the moment of the characters it broadcasts so reminds me of a common occurrence in my life. A common occurrence I so adore.

It is a frequent occurrence that happens in many locations, at many times of day, but it has even happened as in the image; outdoors me dressed in a see-thru white dressing gown, although only on very hot mornings at home, or more often, when holidaying in a hotter country. But the expressions and juxtapositions apply regardless of indoors or outdoors or clothing.

He sees me naked but for heels, or dressed very provocatively, and his gnawing, desperate, grinding, intense, sexual desperation gets the better of him, and he drops to one or both knees, and he begs and pleads, quietly, with a sorrowful and meek and defeated tone. ‘Please, please can he have an orgasm, or just be allowed to get an erection, just for on-minute, please, please, please Mistress. please Mistress.. Please Mistress.’

I look down at him, registering his deeply emotional state, and the sincerity and intensity of his pleading. However, I feel no guilt, no pity, no compassion. What I feel is a pleasurable and totally pervasive power-rush; and I feel content, and I feel decadently cruel; and I feel all is right with the world. I feel no pity, or guilt, or compassion because whenever I ask if he wants domination my way or no domination at all, he always answers, ‘domination your way Mistress‘. So he cannot expect me to feel guilty or merciful because his life is: Domination my way.

My tone is calm and cool but implacably firm. “No bitch. No orgasms for you for the rest of your life; no erections for you for the rest of your life. You know I have made that decision and it will not be revisited; not ever. You are no spring-chicken and I want us both to experience this extreme lifestyle I am enforcing. I love being so cruel, it brings me a delicious power-rush and sexual arousal and intense orgasms. It is the constant background to all the other cruelties I impose and inflict. It is the background white-noise that is always there. I love that it is so bad for you, especially when you see me dressed, or undressed, provocatively. You’re just going to have to cope as best as you can. Now, obviously, I am going to make it worse for you and pull a few poses for a while; poses that I know send you insane with sexual desperation. And then you can listen to me having a huge orgasm with my Sila. The helpless, despondent, sincere nature of your begging has got me so turned on!” I begin my routine of poses.

I am not sure, dear blog follower if my journals properly deal with things that occur again and again in my life, over and over, as the journal entries tend to focus or new or novel or extreme events and activities, but the image below really brought to life for me, a very common scenario and set of emotions I thought worthy of description.

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