Kindness

Positive healing enery works. My friend came home from the hospital and is on the road to recovery. 

Thanks to those who helped with kind thoughts and prayers. You are all awesome!

Without naming names a very close cage submissive is having a medical emergency. 

I'm asking all here to send positive energy to the universe for her healing!

Thank you!

Is there such a thing?

Tender Hearted definition: easily moved to love, pity, or sorrow : compassionate, impressionable

I was having a conversation with a very dear submissive friend of mine and she shared a video of her Dom playing with their dog.

I told her that he was very tender hearted with their pet and that showed me his true nature. We laughed because she said, shh, don't tell anyone.

My Dom is also very tender hearted even though he is a sadist. His love and compassion is not limited to just me. He is kind and compassionate to everyone he interacts with but in a dominant way.

I also realized that I am strongly drawn to this personality type and have found many Dominants here on the cage that are tender hearted.

The definition of dominant is a person who is in a position of power or who is exhibiting powerful or controlling tendencie.

So I guess the point of this blog is to ask this question of the dominants here: as a dominant do you believe you can be tender hearted and still be dominant?

 Music under the moon light last night!

This song played and we danced!

Then I cried happy tears of love and joy!

Our life in a song.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Epic love making indeed!

Master was in rare form and the entire day was filled with tasks and teasing.

First task of the day was to trim Master's nails both fingers and toes naked and seated on a cushion before him. Note: because of my age I can no longer kneel, ugh! Nevertheless I was a very good girl and soaked his feet while I trimmed his finger nails. Drying his feet I then trimmed the toe nails sucking each toe after the trimming. His cock was standing at attention the entire time.

Once the task was completed he had me take his cock in my mouth to suck but he stopped before he came and bent me over his knee and caressed and lightly spanked my bottom. He would test my pussy in between spanks to see how wet the spanking was making me and I was dripping.

We were both extremely excited but torment was the theme for the day so my next instruction was to go make Master's breakfast and that I was to stay naked.

Master positioned his chair so he could watch me the entire time. The outdoor temperatures have dropped and the windows were open so my body was covered in goosebumps. My nipples were at full attention while I cooked the sausage, fried the egg and toasted the muffin. The sensations added to my torment and being the minx that I am I made sure to wiggle my bottom, bouncing my boobies and bending over at least four times to tease and provide a bit of torture to Master. At about the half way point Master growled and left the room. I wasn't sure why until he returned.

Master smacked my bottom hard. I know the smack left a hand print! He barked for me to turn and face him and I immediately saw what was in his hand. Nipple clamps! More goosebumps covered my body as he clipped the first nipple and then the second one was quickly attached and I moaned. He turned me back to the stove and smacked my bottom again. He said not to burn his breakfast or there would be Hell to pay. It was very hard to concentrate with my nipples throbbing and my bottom tingling.

I heard Master laugh at me as I served his plate. I must have been a sight as I balanced the plate in one hand and his drink in the other. Boobies bouncing, pussy dripping, ass burning as this tormented slave came to the table.

I typically don't eat breakfast so Master had me sit next to him as he ate and from time to time would flick my clamped nibbles sending a burning, tingling sensation through my entire body. He had his boxer briefs on and I could see his erection which excited me even more.

Once he had finished his breakfast he lead me to the bathroom and had me bath him. We only have a shower, no bathtub so we went into the shower together. He removed the clamps which caused such a tingling sensation in itself, then he grasped each nipple between his fingers and pinched. I started to scream but my mouth was covered quickly with his warm wet lips in a most passionate kiss that I swooned and he had to hold me tight against him in a wonderfully tight embrace. His strong arms around me, his hard erection pressed against my abdomen, feeling the warm water drizzle over my entire body was intoxicating.

He whispered in my ear his love and adoration as he handed me the wash cloth. His instruction was to wash his body and that I was to leave no spot untouched.

I lathered him with his spicy masculine scented body wash being sure to massage the tension from his neck and shoulders. Rubbing his chest I began to wash his nipples extra hard. I giggled when I touched them because they are a hard limit for him and I knew not to prolong my touch. It did not go unnoticed and quickly he smacked my ass hard. I moved to wash his back side and once he was soapy I pushed my finger into his asshole, oh how he loved this! His cock throbbed and his moan caused my pussy to tighten. As he rinsed he pushed me down to suck his engorged cock. It was a bit difficult to breath because of the cascading water but I took the entire length into my throat knowing that this is his favorite and wanting so much to please him.

He pushed me back so that he wouldn't cum and told me it was my turn to be washed. He only used his hands to wash my body, rubbing and caressing every inch. Taking extra time washing my genitals, teasing me unmercifully, one hand on the pussy the other on my ass. The feeling of his powerfully strong hands massaging me in this way almost made me cum. I asked permission and was denied, after all torment was the order of the day and reluctantly I obeyed.

After the shower I was told to dress and go on with my day. That there was more to come but only if I could complete my day without once mentioning my torment and that only then would he reward me before going to bed.

The day was full as you know with my annual eye exam, shopping, family taxi driving, family dinner entertaining, dog washing and a bonfire. All with the delicious torment of the morning session ever swirling in my head.

To be continued hoping that this first chapter leaves you a bit tormented too!

Hugs and kisses,

Tslave