Good Sunday Morning! July 26th, 2026. It's actually almost noon here, and it's fucking HOT in the south eastern side of the USA. Actually hot everywhere I think. Thank God for Air Conditioning!
Yesterday I came upon a realization, and teased my husband endlessly about it. I once again sat across from him and masturbated, coming three delicious times, while all he could do is watch, and share my orgasms.
After, I asked if his cock was okay, and he said it was struggling in it's cage.
I asked if it hurt.
He said it was.
And I realized I was perfectly okay with that, and that indeed, I preferred it that way. I climbed atop him, slowly and harshly teased his nipples, which makes him even harder in his cage. I can make him cum this way, but I was not going to let him cum, why would I?
And that's when it clicked for me. I said, "So this is the way things are now. It's about my pleasure... and your suffering. I have what?"
He said: "Pleasure."
And you have what?
He said: "Suffering."
I made him repeat that 5 or 6 times. "
"That's the way it is now. You don't get pleasure anymore, that's for me. You get suffering, which also, is pleasurable for me. So you are here now to serve me, and you'll do that through suffering. That's the way it is now."
And as I said I felt something cllick. As you who read this blog know, I've been expanding my power and reducing my resistance, and my guilty. And I took another step last night. I felt more and more secure understanding that he WILL suffer, that DOES turn me on, and my pleasure is the focus of this game. Period.
As I said it I saw his face, and I can tell he's beautiful torn. He can't say no to this. He's truly designed to serve me, to devote to me, to workship me, and now he's getting what he wanted, a stern mistress, and he's understanding the consequences of this. It's so interesting to see the look on his face... as he comes to realize what slavery to me really means... the real consequence of my control, that he's going to suffer for me, and focus on my pleasure, and that some of my pleasure is his suffering. And the look on his face, as he realizes he's kind of trapped, that this is really happening, because he's driven to serve me and play this game, and now I'm fully on board with it (most of the time) and that he's now a slave to his own desires and getting what he really wanted.
And deep down, he's getting the experience of being devoted to me as a slave. That's the sum of his experience, and it IS what he wants, needs, desires, and it's a FULL experience.
Ladies, two questions: Have any of you seen that look on your man's face when he realizes he's getting what he wanted and it's possibly more than he bargained for?
And... if you aren't giving your man the full experience, why not? Gift him this FULL experience as a slave, lovingly, strictly, fully. Because it works both ways. I'm starting to FULLY receive being Mistress, FULL experience power and pleasure. It's an interesting ride in this amusement park we call life.
