Blog : Meeting you

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6/1/2023 9:03 pm

Meeting you

Those eyes pierce through any reservation I would have about my commitment to being your submissive.. All you would have to do is stand in front of me, give me that look with those eyes, demand that I totally strip in front of you. Once I am completely naked and standing in front of you- without saying a word, just giving me a commanding look with those eyes, snap your finger and point to the ground. I would immediately kneel in front of you at your feet. You leave me kneeling in front of you with my hands on my knees and palms up. You, the dominating Goddess ,have me maintain that position as you go a retrieve a marker. Upon your return, you write a nasty word word on my forehead You step back and look at what you wrote and chuckle, calling me a pathetic fool. Now under your dominance, you cover my face with my Mistress's spit, and verbally humiliate me.
Kneeling there, with a degrading word written on my forehead, my face covered with your spit, me feeling degraded by the verbal humiliation i received by my Mistress.....You snap your finger again, point to the ground and in a authoritative voice, utter the word "down". Upon hearing the word "down" i bow my forehead to the floor and stretch my hands out in front of me with my palms down.......... You carefully circle around me, snickering at my pathetic body. You walk over, pick up a flogger and slowly walk back to me, stroking the flogger with your free hand - building the tension of my submission with the anticipation of what is next. .... As you stand at my head, above my outreached arms you begin to flog my back... You slowly walk around to my side and i receive more stokes from the flogger, You continue to walk behind me and flog my back again, I thank you for the strokes. You snicker and walk to the other side, flog me again and you return to the front of me to finish the flogging. Now i lay there motionless to appreciate the stroke i received from my Mistress. She walks over to put away the flogger. She is ready for a drink and a cigarette. She pours herself a glass of wine, goes and sits on her favorite chair. She gives out a command for me, her slave, to come over to her. I crawl on my hands and knees to you, , my Mistress, and place myself in a kneeling position in front of you. Close enough so my Mistress can reach me. You light up a cigarette and sips your drink. I am kneeling in front of Mistress, my eyes looking at Her feet as i am now forbidden to look into The Goddess's eyes,. My hands are on my thighs with palms up and i can feel her stern glare and those eyes piecing my soul. As you enjoys the cigarette, you flip the ashes in my mouth, now becoming Mistress's ashtray. As you takes sips from your drink, you repeatedly spit on my face. Once done with the cigarette, you drop it into your drink. You chuckle and make a degrading remark to me. Mistress than hands me the glass, and forces me to swallow the cigarette butt.
Upon Mistress's slave completing the task of swallowing the cigarette butt., you orders your slave to stand in the corner of the room, facing the wall. Mistress takes your marker out again and writes filthy words all over your newly possessed slave. Once Mistress is satisfied with her artwork, you directs me to face the wall, leaving me standing there naked and humiliated. You go and do an errand, makes a phone call or something. Upon returning to your slave sometime later, you confiscate my street clothes. You, the Mistress of your slave, take some pictures of my naked body, all covered with degrading words. Once you have taken enough photos, you hands me, her slave, a pair of high heels, a skirt and a blouse. Just those three things. She tells me to put them on. Once i am dress in the heels, skirt and blouse, she spits on my face again and asks me who she is and i reply "your are my my Goddess and Mistress to serve as you so wish". You then asks what i am. I reply "I am my Mistress's submissive toy for you to use at Mistress's pleasure". After I give you this answer, you tell me i am a pathetic faggot and have yet to be humiliated by Mistress. You order me to leave and when to return to Mistress's presence. i answer you "Yes, my Goddess" and leave. As am answering your questions and leaving, you video records this.
I walk out to my vehicle dress in high heels, a skirt, blouse and degrading words written all over my body. If anyone is outside, they will be able to see me in this humiliating position. As I sit in my vehicle, I realize Mistress has my street clothes and i have to drive home dress as a sissy, hoping no one can read the words scrolled across my forehand. While driving Mistress sends me a text message instructing me to text her when i get home, but before i exit the vehicle. I pull into my driveway, fearful of what awaits me. As instructed, I text you before exiting the vehicle. You order me to go inside the house and do not change clothes, or wipe off the writing for exactly one hour. At the end of the hour, I am to send you a picture of Mistress's slave still dress as you sent me home. Once you received the text with the picture, i am allowed to shower and change.
I can not wait to see my Mistress again.


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