He exhaled, she inhaled.
"After 64 years… I finally saw myself." He said with trembling lips and eyes wide open, not just with tears, but with recognition.
"After 64 years… I finally saw myself." He said with trembling lips and eyes wide open, not just with tears, but with recognition.
It always starts soft. A little massage and then...an "oops, how did my finger end up there moment".
Just enough to make him freeze, eyes wide open. One twitch, one breath held too long—that's all I need. I've seen it.
Unbelievable how many so-called "submissives" slide into my inbox with "you're dominant and oh so wonderful I'm submissive" — as if that sentence alone should unlock a D/s dynamic or earn them a session.
Are you deeply devoted to serving and cleaning? Eager to prove to your worth to Mistress? Would you like to be a sweet, obedient, useful addition to her life? Do you fantasize about proving your devotion through spotless floors, gleaming surfaces, and silent obedience?
A time ago I've had a memorable encounter. The centre of it.... was, you guessed it: Mistresses Temple Worship
Since my previous text on pegging Why every man should be pegged at least once? turned out to be one of the most popular I've ever written, I figured it's time for a deeper dive. Let's melt those last bits of resistance, shall we?
Touching upon a sore spot for many.... so trigger warning? I have been digging in many corners of psychology, Freud, drama, trauma, Tantra, internet, my own experience, talking to some kinky friends and psychologist and here it is:
Why Every Man Should Be Pegged at Least Once?
(Actually… let's make that twice. I lied.)
It's a beautiful spring day, but all I can think of are different forms of torture and torment.
I am blessed with a few D/S relationships. Yes a few. And I love that. One of the advantages of being a life style Mistress...