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Memoir of a Submissive

My personal journey, our story.
6 years ago. January 19, 2018 at 10:52 AM

 

It was the sort of winter that made one wonder if she will ever thaw.

 

The house became a welcome refuge from ice, cold, and biting winds, until it became more prison than haven.

 

No, His princess would be locked away no longer. An adventure awaited….

 

They ventured to an unknown place, without marker or signage, known only to those permitted to enter.

 

A harshly lit, undecorated hallway led to stone steps as they descended further and further away from the frigid ground level into glorious warmth.

 

Darkness was her cloak, as her eyes adjusted to the candle light amidst the cavernous space. Welcoming smiles were everywhere, encouraging her to put her fears aside, and dream, awake.

 

He led her from spot to spot within the marvelous underground playground, pointing out a spanking bench here, a St. Andrew’s Cross there. Which would be her foray into this Brave, New World?

 

Until they turned a corner.

 

A small crowd had gathered around a flat bed, with attached rack. Eager eyes and hesitant hands surrounded a purveyor of electro- wonders…would anyone be brave enough…to touch?

 

Somewhere deep within her sprang an almost childlike spontaneity, and she asked if she could place just one finger upon the wand, seeking both her Master’s approval and the owner’s permission.

 

Of course!!

 

She settled on an electrified spot and time seemed to fade from her consciousness, as implements, spoons, Wartenberg Wheels, and yes, even pompons, brought the most delicious, sparking sensations to every inch of her exposed skin.

 

She had a moment of recall, from a distant time, when she could not even endure a dance with another man. And here she was, with a perfect stranger, bringing the most exciting of touches to her body, in full view of a curious, all-eyes-on-her audience.

 

Her Master’s decision, directive, and delight made her more courageous than any mere adventurer.

 

And allowed her to light up the cold, cold night.

 

Rule 51: As a provider slave, i will offer myself to those elected by my Master who wish to use me for a demonstration or to experiment on.

Asteria​(neither female) - Was that easy for you or difficult? To let your Master share you this way?
6 years ago
Felicia Foster​(sub female){Kal} - It was unique, to say the least. Since He was an active participant as well ( as long as he didn’t mind getting shocked!), i was reassured that i was safe. ?
6 years ago
Dellydoodah​(neither female) - you write so beautifully
6 years ago
Felicia Foster​(sub female){Kal} - Aww, thank you! ?
6 years ago
Kal Foster​(dom male){felicia} - To be sure, I believe it was far more conflicting in my head, as master, to share her like this. This is not a privilege any master should take advantage of or be selfish with, and must be very selective. My babygirl is not a library book. I was there and interactive with them both the whole time. I protect what’s mine, first and foremost. That said, it is always most positive and pleasurable experience to see her grow in courage and to see her boundaries expand.

Dreading the onslaught of lonely doms texting her today to be next in line.
6 years ago
Kal Foster​(dom male){felicia} - Not that i blame them. I know what i got. ;)
6 years ago
Felicia Foster​(sub female){Kal} - Thank you for everything, Sir. ????
6 years ago

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