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What, me Topped?
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What, me Topped? Master is the only person that has ever truly dominated me. He has allowed others to use me but never take control of me. slave thalia is under Master�s training but this weekend she was not sweet little slave thalia, she was miss thalia. Let me say that i love women: the silky feel, the sweet taste, everything that goes with them but i yearn for thalia. When i think of her under Master�s control, or mine, my pussy soaks. So, when Master told me that i would be allowed to take of control of thalia for an evening i was ecstatic. As my mind immediately went to the pain and humiliation, i wanted to lovingly bestow on her Master pulled me back to earth by telling me that He wanted her to top me first. At that moment, i began to shake. What did He mean? i knew He would be there and that He wouldn�t let anything life damaging happen to me but i shook. i was at once excited and apprehensive. What would it be like to have someone else control me? i have seen her in action and knew that thalia could be as brutal with a crop or flogger as I could. Last week Master told me that it was time. On Saturday, i went to the hotel knowing that i would be relinquishing my power to someone new. i wondered how that would change things. i arrived first so i showered and dressed carefully. W/we were going to the club so, i knew that means all black and dark slutty make-up (Master says that He loves the way it looks after He makes me cry). T/they arrived at the hotel the tools and bags were brought to the room and i assisted in dressing T/them. Once W /we were ready, thalia covered Master�s permanent collar with another steel and black nylon<b> collar </font></b>and closed the master lock. she grabbed it and pulled me to her as she kissed me roughly. (i didn�t know that one could be on cloud nine and have scared little butterflies at the same time.) i always want to make Master proud so, i made sure that i was a good little slave and tended to her in the same way i do Master fetching food and drink, opening doors, carrying bags and such. Once W/we arrived at the club W/we went to the playroom to lay out the floggers, ropes, crops, and knives. To begin the roped corset Master slipped the Shibari rope that would bind me over my neck and knotted it at my breast. Once He realized I might need to pee, first He handed thalia the rope. She led me thru the club naked to the bathroom and stood there with my �leash� as i peed. Oh what i would have given to have her in the stall petting my head or pussy as the warmth left me. Once back, i was trussed with knots in the front, one nuzzled into my wet pussy and another nuzzled against my equally aroused anal cavity. With symmetry due any deserving monument, my large breasts were bound and served up to the gods of pain. Finally, the ropes on my wrists were connected to a pulley system. There i was in a blindfold, legs open and arms stretched in a Y with my breasts thrust forward and my back and ass exposed. There is something about having two sets of hands on you then nothing. This time would have felt hollow and lonely if that first strike would not have found its mark when it did. thalia started by creating a wonderfully comforting rhythm with the flogger. Soon tiring of that she moved on to her favorite, the crops. Master has several and she made sure to use them all. she thoroughly worked over not only my ass but also my back and calves. i never knew that I could take such pain. Even though she made me yell out more than once, i was proud that i was able to let go enough for her to bring me to this point. i should mention that as she reddened and bruised my pale skin Master was busy with a project of His own. Between the thwack! of the crop and thanking her when it especially hurt, Master was attaching a zipper of wooden clothespins to my breasts. With a deafening scream, Master and thalia ripped all 43 from my flesh. Once lovingly tended too W/we headed back to the hotel. W/we all showered and piled into the bed to recount the events of the evening. Finally A/all surrendered to sleep knowing W/we needed rest for more of what was to come in the morning. |
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OMFG....that made my stomach hurt while turning me on like crazy. Kind of like how I feel when I think of you topping me.... Always tell the truth Use kind words Keep your promises Giggle and laugh Be positive Love one another Always be grateful Forgiveness is mandatory Try new things Say please and thank you Say your prayers Smile ~Author unknown
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Are you sure that's the feeling? I think we should try again just to make sure!
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9/9/2010 6:24 am |
I think all I can say is wow...
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