Perfecting technique
She made me practice for hours.
Fear of the unknown
There is never an end to my humiliation. i was alone, in a spare room at the dungeon, naked, on all fours, and collared. When the door opened, i dared not look or face the wrath of my Mistress. i heard the sounds of leather slapping against unprotected flesh and, soon after, the male cry of pain. The door closed, the room went silent, until the echo of high heels ricocheted around the padded room. Then i was staring down at two sets of black heels, strapped around soft, bare female skin. When commanded i raised my eyes and then quickly looked back down. i had never seen these women before and my mind spun like a fly caught in a spider's web [...]
Walkies
It's part of the daily routine. My wife's sister comes by to take me for a walk in the woods. My wife caught me peeing standing up last December and ever since this has been part of my day. My wife thinks its more humiliating that her Domme sister takes me out for bathroom breaks and i must hold it all in until i'm led outside. There always seems to be a small group watching at the edge of the woods and now, it's been announced, my 21-year-old nephew and his Domme girlfriend will take the leash every Sunday.
Punished
i've broken a rule and must now pay for it. She needs to put me in my place. She slams me to the ground, displaying Her strength and Dominance over me. i can't remember the last time i was allowed any clothing and now She says i'm to wear a chastity device for many months. This will be a reminder to call Her "Goddess" instead of slipping and saying "Godless."
Obiedence training
i stay, humbled, because She has ordered it. i cannot make a move until She barks out another order. Heel? Lick? Roll over? Her stern look puts fear in my heart. i dare not move. how long will She have me like this? i understand it does not matter.
Her pet
the desire to be a good little bitch for Her rages in my soul. This is where i am meant to be: collared, leashed, naked and on my hands and knees for Her, my Superior and Owner. i long to learn the tricks She teaches me and to be rewarded with a small bit of biscuit. The human doggie show is still months away but W/we practice to be perfect.
Trapped
It was a game, at first. Tied up as a handicap and given a 5-minute head start. She's Queen Huntress and i was easy prey. Captured, i am her trophy and She will stuff and mount me.
Under Her Control
Pressed up against the wall, i cannot escape Her wrath. i get the feeling i'm going to suffer quite a bit. All i can do is surrender myself to Her.