Mistress Sunya

[John082]

When Mistress Kang and Mistress Sunya entered the Steel Room, I was naked and shivering on the floor, covered in my own sweat. Mistress Tran had worked me over for two hours as a warm-up for the Amazon Goddesses, and the plan was to sell me to them. Mistress Tran told the Amazons: “I broke him. You can have him for free.”

 

I was no more than a crumpled paper bag at their feet.

 

Mistresses Kang and Sunya are naturally tall, but in my prostrate state, they appeared all the more gigantic. I felt like a tiny doll at their feet, and I was. For two hours, I was their plaything. Both Mistress Kang and Mistress Sunya are possessed of such youthful exuberance they are like two giant teenagers, and I was the inanimate prop at their impromptu pajama party.

 

It is cliché on these forums to say that the Mistresses are more beautiful than their photos reveal, but clichés are clichés for a reason—they are true. Mistress Sunya is no exception. She is possessed of a very open and pleasant demeanor, and although I am almost six feet tall, she towered over me in her heels. She has a PRESENCE that is unbelievable and completely diminishing. Mistress Sunya utterly dominated me simply by standing next to me. I cannot overstate what a turn-on it is to stand naked before such a giant and beautiful specimen of raw feminine power.

 

Mistress Sunya joyfully wrote all over my body, declaring ownership of me, and I was in no position to disagree. Mistress Sunya employed her powerful hands on my ass, and decorated my body with clips of various sizes. No place was safe, not my neck, face, ears, nipples, or torso. The pliers applied to my (body) was particularly…”stimulating” (i.e. hurt like the devil). All the while she laughed, joked, and smiled and bathed me in her joy.

 

Did I mention how big she is? SUCH a turn-on. And I’m around 240 pounds, so I’m not tiny. My God, I had no idea how much her size would affect me.

 

I must also note how Mistress Sunya’s eyes lit up when she asked, “Do you want me to make you pretty?” That, combined with how fervently exciting her physical presence is, and how tiny she makes me feel, and her pleasant demeanor, all adds up to the inescapable compulsion: I must go back soon so that Mistress Sunya can make me her bitch.