Samstag, November 27, 2010

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Mi thirst was a strong as ever. And i was so very imaptient.
And Mistress gave me her allowance. Under the condition to reveal everything.

I got myself naked.
And i wrapped a scarf around my neck, tied its ends together and attached a stick to it.
A perfect garotte.
I went on my knees and started to turn and tighten the scarf.
A strangulation instantly has an impact on the whole body, heartbeat quickens, it gets hot, every muscle is under alert and tension, panic is rising. Entwined with a profound feeling of punishment.
And while continually reducing the air, i started to fantasize how it could be like:

How Mistress would strap it on and have me on my knees. Worshipping her power with my mouth. And then how she would tie me up carefully, get me in place, and penetrate me, all slow and easly.. at first.
And how it would be her, to turn of the air, to make me squirm under her, like the naughty boy i am.
How she would ram and strangle me, ever harder, ever more intensivelly...

Quickly i came on the floor.

Dienstag, November 16, 2010

Eventuality

I have been drifting in the void.
i have been feeling the idle sensibility of my body. Its pointlessness, its delinquency.
And like out of nowhere, Mistress sets foot on my excistence, and all of a sudden my perception is suffused with her presence.

I adore my Mistress,
how she soothes my burning skin,
how i may gaze at her,
how she easily wields her feminine power over me.

In fact Mistress owns me completely,
i cease being a person and become a toy in her shadow, a toy filled with raw emotions and sensations, she can play on.

Maybe one day she will claim my complete submission, and i will have to string myself up.
I am sure i will be anxious about that, and all selfishly hesitant.
I am equally sure i would do it.
First i would carefully finalize my live.
Then i will walk out in the woods,
dressed liglty, a long red rope in the backpack
i will search for a fitting tree, a strong gnarled one, who already carries the weight hundreds of years.
I will undress.
And i will hang myself slowly,
keeping a hankerchief in the hand saying: "I love you, Mistress!"

If Mistress likes, i could visit her so she could watch...


sloppy boy

Sonntag, November 07, 2010

Urge...

I am lying on my couch idly, when i suddenly feel the void.

It starts with my neck, that itches along a circle, where a noose should be placed.
And then the void is creeping down my spine, spreading into my limbs, slides under my skin, until it is everywhere.
And i am enriched by the void, by the knowledge, the complete realization of my worthlessness.

My mere existing is tort:
1) I am a deficiency, that is to be wiped out,
2) furthermore, i deserve to be punished.

Slow death in the noose is the answer, the appropriate method to meet both requirements.

Montag, Oktober 18, 2010

Tuesday, Oct. 12, 2010

Mistress already expected me in the chat.
And i was so happy to join her there. We hadnt got the chance to talk for quite some time.
We exchanged actualities, i updated her about what i did lately, and she was kind enough, to share some of her life experiences with me.

Somewhat later she reminded me, that we werent together for idle chat.
That i am a bad boy, that i am a miserable lad.
And that i deserve punishment.
That i dont deserve the air i breath.

I was ordered to undress, get on my knees, and choke myself with a scarf.
And i submitted happily.
So i kneeled in front of my table, and pulled tight a brown silken scarf until my breath rattled, my flesh shivered and strangulation made my indecesive winkie stand.
Mistress was very content with my report. She ordered me to pull harder.
And i did.
I rubbed my weener on the glass plate of the couch desk.
And Mistress told me she was satisfied, having me like this, kneeling naked, the breath cut off nearly completly, shivering, twitching, wanking as she wanted me to.
So many thousand miles away from her, and still at her will.

And when she rendered her verdict, when she appointed me to death by hanging, not then, not close by, but for sure, i spurted cloudy sperm on the clear surface.

Sloppy boy

Samstag, August 28, 2010

Guilt

I am a very lousy boy.

Mistress has been askingfor me.
And careless as i am, i didnt answer to her.
Just had my attention elsewhere.
What a slob i am.

And Mistress became kind of worrying, i might disobey her wholly.
In fact, Mistress was very angry and dissapointed with me.

Eventually there will be no other solution for me than the noose.

Yet Mistress is indulgent to me, lets me get away with some exhortative words.
I should consider myself being a very very lucky boy although not deserving it...

I am flooded with shame.

Freitag, Juli 30, 2010

I feel so dirty...

... and the need to atone at the end of a noose!

Sonntag, Juli 04, 2010

Donnerstag, Mai 13, 2010

Imperious Mistress,

i am dreaming of you every single night,
i wake up every morning now, your figure on my mind,

sloppy boy

Montag, März 15, 2010

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I felt heat mounting inside when i came,
just as my Mistress ordered me to,
i was twitching and gurgling,
her shape occupying my view,

then i felt release
and the distinct scent of fear

Sonntag, Februar 07, 2010

Best vid ever....

Watch this great clip:
Instead of a nasty divorce...

She is so hot and seductive, wow...
wow!



Does anyone know anything about this vid?

Freitag, Februar 05, 2010

It is 21:20.
I'm rubbing my cock and my left nipple.
And fantasize about mature women stringing me up.
I will strangle myself auto-erotically tonite.

I am going through old pics.



I have been negligent,
i have tried to be normal,
I feel frustration and guilt now,
as i am just a nasty boy, who deserves the noose.