Ford Ranger

Metaphysical relative size difference > physical relative size difference

I think I’m the only one being deprived there, Mistress Dalisay!

Having those just peeking through stockings was its own form of torture.

Locked doors and locked drawers, Mistress Dalisay

Oh no. I definitely didn’t mean to imply that! You’re definitely still terrifying. More now than before! My body and brain could testify to that Mistress. It’s always terrifying to divulge your secrets and admit you’ll do whatever you’re told and then see the wheels of deviousness turning! I’m already at work stretching my throat and upping my pain tolerance before next time Mistress Dalisay! I won’t let you down! 🙏🏼🙇🏻‍♂️

Congratulations! I’m guessing there was plenty of pain.

I guess I don’t have much of a poker face, Mistress. It did make it hard for me to stay in role though when I just fell so deep into worship. (Maybe I’m just not good at role play.) Although having to admit a few of my sins before you was deeply humiliating and amazing! Almost as incredible as the punishments. (Almost.) I can only pray your aim never improves. 🙏🏼🙇🏻‍♂️

I think when I can’t do the task I’ve been given. Like, here I am being a pathetic little submissive, and I can’t even do that right. It makes me twice as eager to do whatever I’m told and try to do it well.

I’ve never been so happy to lose a vote.

I always start my sessions eyes to the ground. When she told me to look up at her, and I looked up into those eyes piercing down at me. A knowing smirk, framed by Angel wings. I knew I was done for. And I was done for. I felt it rushing up through my body from toes to ears. Total, immediate submission. Whacked, stretched, pushed, pulled - a dirty, pathetic lump of clay in her perfect hands and feet. Mistress Dalisay knows exactly how to make you feel perfectly comfortable with turning yourself completely over. A wry twinkle and a big … stick Now I have to work on myself to get ready to do even better for her next time. And I need to be better for her, because she is legendary.

Of course Mistress Kang!

Last time I voted dark, but white sounds so misleadingly sweet.

CEI is always hot but surprise “CEI” makes me ready to start all over. A gloved hand that wipes you up and then across your mouth and face? *whew* When I realized that even with clarity, I was still in the zone was when I realized I was really a submissive.

Two things come to mind. One was a lifestyle Mistress who lived long distance, in between visits I’d have to send her pictures of me barefoot in the city. At first it kind of freaked me out. Now that memory of my feet on our gross streets turns me on and I can almost feel it on my soles. The second is being wrapped / hooded. Real physical binding and sensory deprivation. I was sure I would get claustrophobic. Had my hand on the squeaker ready to go. But instead, I just let go, and it was incredible.

That fact is already etched in my memory. 🙇🏻‍♂️

Truth!

Unfortunately, Paris is so dense, I suspect it would require a lot of reinforcing the lesson.

I think my imagination took a wrong turn, leaving me as a cuckolded Paul Rudd at an X-rated Romeo + Juliet Capulet party. At least I’d get to dress like an Astronaut. And be Paul Rudd.

They tried to tame Wonder Woman for TV, but those comics influences snuck through. “The key to peace is for those with unbound force to enjoy being bound,” or something like that.