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steffie -> Dependence Day (8/31/2008 9:32:50 AM)
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Hello all. You haven't seen me in a long while here because i was lucky enough to meet an excellent Domme and have been happily involved with her since May.
Just wanted to share something she did with me last weekend. She told me before she saw me that we were going to have a "dependance day." I had no idea what she meant by that, so the couple days leading up to seeing her, i was quite intrigued. She also told me to bring some lingerie that would drape over my crotch area as i would be bottomless for the evening.
When i arrived at her house last Sunday she had me disrobe and put on my lingerie, with stockings, garter belts (she likes seeing me in garter belts) and heels. Then she placed leather restraints around my wrists, and clipped them to a leather belt that she strapped around my waist. Then she put a collar around my neck and used a leash to lead me from her bedroom out to the kitchen, where she had me sit on a tiny little stool in the kitchen where i could chat with her as she cooked dinner (she is a chef and loves to cook).
As she cooked she said to me, "You're too independent." She said she wanted me to know what it felt like to be completely dependent on her for everything. If i needed to use the bathroom, if i wanted something to eat or drink, or so much as blow my nose - i would have to ask her. And i'd better use "please Mistress" and "thank you Mistress" as any lapses in manners throughout the evening would be meted out to me later in the form of punishment.
At first i thought, well this seems easy enough. Though it did seem strange to be watching my Mistress do everything in the kitchen. I felt like i should be helping her prepare the meal as i normally did, but i couldn't with my wrists cuffed to my sides. I told her i wished i could help set the table or do some work - i felt oddly guilty not being able to serve her, but she told me not to worry about it.
When dinner was done she dished out two plates and she sat at the table. I sat on the small stool at her side. It was lower than her chair, so it gave me this feeling that i was almost like a pet sitting at her side. She ate and glanced at me, till finally i asked, "Mistress may i please have something to eat?" She smiled and dished some food up on a fork and fed me, after which i remembered to say, "Thank you Mistress." The entire meal went this way. With me asking her as politely as possible for every mouthful and ever sip of tea - which she gave me through a straw.
All of which made me feel submissive in an entirely new way. By being truly dependent on my Mistress for literally every mouthful of food, i ended up feeling quite helpless. Utterly powerless. It was as if i was discovering something new about submission. Like we were coming at the Dominance/submission dynamic from an entirely new angle that i'd never explored or knew existed.
The only time during the evening Ms Karen let me out of the cuffs - was to clear the table and wash the dishes. As i had my hands in the soapy water of the sink, washing the pots and pans, she took the rear hem of my lingerie and tucked it into the back of my leather belt, baring my bottom. As i went about my work, she used a riding crop on my exposed tush to deliver several playful blows for a couple of manners infractions. Once my bottom had a nice red glow, she then went and got her camera! She loves taking pictures of me. And they came out rather nice - of me standing there washing the dishes with a nice red bottom.
After i was done the dishes she clipped my wrists back to the belt, hooked a leash to my collar and led me to the living room... Where i was shocked to see a little hassock by the couch where she usually sat. On the hassock she'd strapped a 5" dildo that was standing straight up! She laughed delightly at the look of shock and embarrassment on my face. And told me that would be my seat for the evening while we watched some TV!
She didn't make me sit on it right away. She had me sit at her feet, and as we watched a show, she picked up some washable markers, and began drawing on me! She is very artistic, likes tattoos (and has several herself) and simply enjoyed drawing all sorts of things across my shoulders, and upper arms. She amused herself by writing things like "steffie is a sissy", and by drawing flowers and designs across my skin.
Throughout the evening, if i needed to go to the bathroom, wanted a drink of tea, or needed to so much as scratch my nose, i politely asked my Mistress for her help. All of which did have the desired effect. To put me into subspace, but in an entirely new way. By making me feel completely powerless without her aid. All of which served to make her seem all the more strong and powerful in my eyes.
Eventually Ms Karen had me sit on the dildo on the hassock, and then during the commercial breaks on TV, she amused herself by telling me to bounce up and down! And i had to keep it up for the entire length of the commericals, which can run 1-2 minutes. All of which added a whole new dimension of fun for her when commercials were on. And all of which added a whole new sense of humiliation for me.
Won't share the rest of the evening with you, as this is already running too long. Just wanted to share with you what i thought was a rather imaginative evening on my Mistresses part. Perhaps it may give some of you some ideas you can use in your own relationshps.
Just to point out - this not something i dreamt up or asked for or have ever fantasized about. The true joy of being in a D/s relationship is quite simply being a part of your Mistresses' life... getting to be the one who shares in whatever it is that she concocts or wants to try. I'm constantly amazed by all the posts on this board by submissives wanting to get their little kinks filled. You guys are not getting it. Give it up. Just let go of your smarmy fantasies. And let your Mistress take over. You're just along for the ride. And what a lovely ride it is.
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