This morning i decided to put on a dress, yes its still cold, but i thought, oh well, i'll brave it... 4 hours later and i think i regret that, i have been cold all morning! Master was away working so i wasn't sure i'd get to talk to him, so left him my usual morning greeting stating what i was wearing and whether or not i had pleasured. So today i am wearing a dress, bra, tights, high heels, hair pulled back and make up. i brought the corset with me to work again and put it on once here, still not used to wearing it to drive, and it impedes the movement, so until i am used to it again, i think its safer to just put it on once i'm here.
i had an interesting conversation with a really good friend of mine last night, we consider each other sisters really. She is currently unowned and in contact with many Doms, one such Dom recently used her and i was helping her to evaluate her feelings around it. There is no real connection between them, so its sort of confusing her. Basically, over time, she has somehow linked serving with trust. Now before i get jumped... i do agree there has to be a certain level of trust, basic trust to serve, in that you know you will not be harmed, mostly when you are meeting with this person alone. But, what i don't agree with is that in order to serve, you MUST trust that person. i pointed out to her that over the last few years, she has served several she didn't trust, but that wasn't the point behind serving. Its what she got out of it that mattered, that it fulfilled a need in her at that time, what ever that need may have been. To simply serve, is not always to submit. It is obeying, being courteous, dutiful, many things, but it isn't always about submitting. Do you submit because a Dom asked you for a glass of water and you did it?? hmm.. maybe...lol, i don't have all the answers, only what i feel and have learned.
She got the jist of what i was saying but i gave her a task...lol, yes, the Domme in me coming out a little. i asked her to write out what serving meant to her and what it entailed. Then to write out what submitting meant to her and what that also entailed and i think just by me pointing it out, she began to understand the difference. In order to give yourself to someone, yes you need trust, and a lot of it. i asked her where she had learned this thought, and she paused, and said, maybe its because i "want" someone to trust like that... smiles, i think she hit the nail on the head herself. i haven't had a chance to see if she did the task.. perhaps she is hoping for a punishment if she didn't...lol But will share the results, with her permission another day.
Anyways, getting back to my Master.... smiles... As luck would have it, he got out early and we chatted on the way home. He had a task for me, i was to get some ribbon, take off my tights, spread my legs as wide as i could, then tie a ribbon around each thigh, pulling it through the ring on each of my labia and tie it off... wow
As i began tying the first, i was quite nervous, as my Master pointed out, i did my little nervous "cough" thing. i could feel my level of vulnerability rising tenfold as i pulled the ribbon tight and my cunt was half exposed. The next ribbon was even worse, with both labia pulled back by the ribbon through the rings, my cunt was completely exposed, my clit had nowhere to hide! i could hear the grin on my Master's face as i explained how i felt. Before i tied the ribbons, my arousal level was aobut a 6, but as i tied the first ribbon, it had gone up to a 7, the mixture of excitement and fear definitely makes my cunt wet. my Master had me walk around a little and as i did, the lips of my labia rubbed on my clit, what an excellent result of the binding! He had me bend over and present my bottom for fucking and as i did, i could feel my clit hard and throbbing and the thought of needing a cock at that moment was quite prevalent. my Master laughed in delight at the predicament i was in then had me sit and begin masturbating, my cunt spread wide open, clit hard and exposed, my wetness visible. He had me stroke my clit then allowed me to cum, then cum and cum and cum, several times over, each orgasm increasing in intensity. With my eyes glued to the door, and trying my best to keep quiet, i listened carefully to his voice and i came over and over again till finally he told me to gush, and did i ever! With my cunt definitely wet at this point, my Master instructed me to fuck myself with 3 fingers, hard and fast, which i did and came a few more times like that. Then finally, my Master had me spank my clit, not hard enough to hurt, but just hard enough, and each spank sent a shock through me triggering yet more orgasms. my body was shaking by the time he said it was over, and all i could think was omg i hope noone comes in, i'm out of breath, my hands are shaking and my face is all flushed...lol
Afterwards, my Master had me take some pics of his cunt bound open and mail them to him. It was not an easy thing to do since i couldnt really bend over to get the cam far enough away with the corset on..lol, but i did it and sent them.
Now... what to do for the rest of the day!...lol
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