Using My Dogsbody for My Amusement
Session 9/24/2024
Saint Louis BBW Mistress
I always feel a sense of anticipation in the air in the lead-up to my session with Mistress Simone, the way others must feel the way when Christmas or Halloween begins to loom ever larger on the calendar. But I get to savor the sensation every single month. {What a lucky slave! Definitely earned my attention}
My time in Ma’am’s presence typically begins with a brief period of casual conversation: getting caught up, establishing headspace, etc, before inevitably receiving the command to strip. {Once my command is given, I expect it to be obeyed. No more small talk! Just commands }
On this occasion, Ma’am decided to arrange a private little “Fashion Show” – where She was the sole audience – and had me model several new – to me anyway – pairs of panties, the majority of which came home with me after.{ Playing dress-up with my subs,sissies and slaves amuses me. Those panties went home with him and you can see them on X in his daily panty post }. Then my cock – or rather HER cock – was finally granted freedom from its chastity cage after another long, dry month. Ma’am directed me to lower myself to the ground in order to assist Her in donning one of Her many striking calf-high pairs of leather boots. She informed me I might later be permitted to lick their soles clean, after I had earned such a privilege, of course. { Worshiping my boots, shoes are feet must be earned. See next for how he did so.}
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“Earning it” in this case meant I was soon up on the table, flat on my back; arms secured at my sides, legs hoisted up and suspended in the air, spread wide for easy access. I was hooded, blindfolded, and had a dildo gag buckled tight around my head. It was not to be my only hole Ma’am intended to violate that afternoon, as I soon felt Her teasing a bulbous metal plug up and down between my cheeks before sliding it up inside me. The plug came to life with a deep, throbbing pulse while Ma’am applied small pads around the cock and ball area, which had a much sharper, prickly effect causing me to groan in pain through the gag.As usual, when such outbursts occurred, Her only response was, “Good.” {Filling a sub’s holes for my pleasure and control is the only way you will receive pleasure unless I choose to allow you release. You will learn to enjoy the sensation of me inside all your holes.}
Earlier, after I had helped with Her boots, I also had the honor in helping Ma’am to put on a new pair of leather gloves. Now on the table, I occasionally felt Her run Her hands over my body.{ My leather gloves run slowly over your willing flesh, creating a hypnotic memory I can se later to control your arousal.} It felt wonderful, until She reached my nipples and gave them both a vicious twist. Then, She attached… something to each of them. As I spend most of my visits with Ma’am blindfolded, cruelly deprived of Her beautiful face and desirable leather-clad body, one of the curious highlights of any session for me is during the clean-up afterwards when I get to actually look at – and often gawp in shock – the various little instruments of torture that have so recently been used on my helpless body. { Using my extensive array of bdsm implements to create sensations on you release my inner sadist and sensation junkie. I control what you feel.}
There’s often quite the pile as rarely am I allowed to have much time to simply process whatever sensations Ma’am subjects me to before some new twist is added. In this case, it was applying a vibrating wand to the cock area, which was still being relentlessly zapped, but I was happy to receive whatever pleasure Ma’am so deigned to provide. And so it went for a little bit: alternating between tweaking the current to a new high and an all-too brief taste of sensual delight. I could have spent the entire session like that, but soon enough, Ma’am decided She had other plans for Her slave. { Tease and denial – ah , the ultimate control for Me. You never will be able to gauge when I give pain or pleasure.}
For starters, She launched into a series of strikes on my defenseless flesh using a variety of implements. Some were thin and very stingy. Another felt broad, hollow and plastic. It didn’t really matter. Between Her choice of targets and the strength with which She struck them, it hurt… a lot! { While not every sessions contains pain, I am a sadist and get off on sensation play, sensory control and sadism.}
At some point, She also removed my gag, only to swiftly replace the plastic cock with Her fingers, still clad in the leather gloves. I struggled to keep Her from feeling a single tooth as she relentlessly forced Herself in and out of my mouth before signaling, She was done with a slap to my face. { The last thing you should do when I explore your mouth for my amusement is let me feel those teeth. Nibbling Mistress is only allows when I say and usually it’s my strap-on.}
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But my time on the table was not over just yet. Ma’am climbed up and drove the treads of Her boots deep and hard into my crotch, squashing Her property as though it were some kind of bug. (Although Ma’am would, in fact, be much kinder to some poor, wayward insect!) { Stomping on your measly manhood, squishing it under my boot heel makes sure you know your proper place. Under my boot heel.}
Once safely back on the ground again, She indulged in a bit more pinching, twisting and smacking, before finally decreeing that it was time to change my position. This also meant I was close to receiving my treat for being a good boy.{ What a lucky boy to earn his reward. Or is he? Luck or hard work? } This day, my said reward included the aforementioned boot licking, drinking Her divine nectar and serving as a seat cushion for Ma’am’s equally divine derriere. At the same time, She left the plug in and the pads attached to keep my suffering ongoing. She is a sadist, after all. And even when doling out rewards for good behavior, Her entertainment always comes first. { Key lesson for those that desire to serve me! The only correct answer is “As You Wish }
And then, sadly, our session came to its conclusion. We tidied up the dungeon and Her property was once again locked up tight for another month (Ironically, “Locktober”) { While I enjoy “Locktober, I do not need a special month to deny you release. I prefer to control that round the clock. However if you are unable to commit to total denial, I do enjoy occasional , situational for those who desire. }
With all of that dealt with, I received the honor of “Feeding the Ma’am” as She puts it: taking Her out to dinner and enjoying both Her company in general and more stimulation – this time of an intellectual nature as our conversation went on for quite some time and covered a great variety of subjects. { I enjoy sharing good food and conversation with my subs after our session time together. }
I began my drive home tired, yet also energized; spent, yet also aroused; but most of all profoundly grateful that after years of seeking, I finally have found a cool, sexy, and highly intelligent Dominant Woman who understands and cares for me. Thank You, Ma’am. Thank You for Yesterday, all the days that have come before, and all the (hopefully) many days we yet will have together in the future.{ I enjoy establishing ongoing connection and power exchange with my subs. Keep in mind though, I do also enjoy seeing solo session clients who desire to engage in our mutual kinks. It’s more about our engagement within out time together.}
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