My Mistress Marks Me!
It is about 120 hours ago since I left Mylady her studio in Den Haag. Is this relevant you might ask? Well, not in general, but it is when you realize I still have blue and red stains all over my bottom part. My Mistress Emma really has given me some marks to remember.
It was our jubilee session, I had the privilege to serve Mylady for exactly 3 years, and I had bought Her some really nice shoes and, as always, some sweets: marzipan strawberries from Leonidas, they are for sure amongst Her favourites. She loved the sweets, and I tried to gain some advantage with the other present, the nice, red, shining, extremely high-heeled shoes, Flamingo’s by Pleaser. I tricked her a bit by offering her a deal: me licking and sucking her toes in exchange for the gift.
I must admit - I am not sure who enjoys that little challenge more - myself or Mylady, Mistress Emma, but at the end of the day, does it really matter? I asked and I was given!
And after ample consideration, She agreed to the deal. I enjoyed massaging her feet, licking her toes, kissing her ankles and sucking her tiny beautiful feet in my mouth.
But as always, whenever you think you have gained something, when there is this glimmer of hope of a small victory in the relationship with Mistress Emma, when you believe for a short moment you are on Her level, my trick backfired like a boomerang. And it was to hit me hard and to hurt me a lot. Coming from your high, Mylady makes you fall down back to the place you belong: on the floor like the nothing you are.
She tied me down to the hitting bench and She kindly reminded me about my efforts to break loose, to use my hands to protect my bottom, upper legs, and back. And thus She used extra straps to tie my hands, body, and legs. There was not much room for manoeuvring Her. The fear broke through. I knew this would be harsh. Although for a moment you might have thought it would be gentle, caring, and loving, as it was our jubilee session, I should have known that this session could only be for Her pleasure and nothing more than that.
Her hands, the whips, paddles, and canes came on me so hard I felt like crying. I must have screamed, I'm sure.
Trying to control your breath and so concentrating on other things than the pain, I only heard Her say: “You are out of shape, slave, out of shape. You must and you will practice more”. The pain was enormous at some moments, but She continued slapping me, and finally, when I thought I would die, She stopped. After a lovely ice treatment, I hoped this was it, but My Mistress Emma had other ideas about fun, so she continued. And, I am ashamed to admit, She continued until I broke. I, once again, had failed Her and could not give Her what was rightfully Hers: a long, painful play for Her pleasure.
I tried to hide my face in a towel, and I could not look her in the eyes. And then, like so many times before, Mylady showed her divinity, her greatness, and her care for her slaves.
Although She must have been disappointed, She granted me some pleasant moments sitting at Her side, admiring Her beauty and strength. Her gift to me was these nice minutes, even though I did not perform in the way She had deserved. “We will have to train hard, slave. You will get back into shape, and you will give me the pleasure I seek”. And with that message, She let me go home. And She knows that these last remarks would run through my head until I will have the chance to see her again.
The pain in my body has not gone, and the marks will be there for some days still. I now know this is Her way of reminding me of my failure and to tell me: improve slave!
So Mylady, I will do better! I will sacrifice myself for you! I will give you all. Just take it...
Humble slave Alexander
