Last night wasn’t a session. it was something else
I still can’t believe what happened. i’m shaking while writing this. my body’s sore, my mind’s scattered… and i can’t stop replaying it all.
Goddess @wanderersaara invited me to her place. i was excited. nervous. thought maybe just a bit of play, tease, maybe a little control. didn’t expect... that.
the moment i stepped in, she didn’t waste a second. tied me up tight. arms, legs, everything. i couldn’t move. she circled me like a hunter. and then... she pulled out a knife.
cold metal. touching my skin like it had a mind of its own. started from my forehead… then down to my lips… nose… my neck. she was so slow with it. so calm. i felt every shiver, every breath. i flinched when it hit my chest. and then—lower. stomach. cock. balls. thighs.
she pressed at certain places. just enough pain. enough to make me feel everything. not cutting deep, just little spots. like… like offerings. blood game she called it. just a few drops. just enough to mark me. no going back.
i was shaking. not from pain. from her power. the way she looked at me while doing it—so calm, so in control, so amused.
but it wasn’t done. no. not even close.
she said, “tonight… i want you to watch. and serve.”
then she brought in a man. a bull, she called him. big. silent. hard eyes.
and she said the words that made my breath stop:
“before he fucks me, you clean him.”
i froze. mouth went dry. she looked at me like she dared me to hesitate. i didn’t. couldn’t.
i did it. humiliated. ashamed. on my knees, sucking like it was all i was made for.
and then… something changed. he got rough. way too into it. he pushed deeper. forgot she even existed. or maybe… maybe she planned it all along.
he stripped me. flipped me. fucked me. just like that. in front of her.
i couldn’t speak. couldn’t think. just… took it. her laughter in the background. she was enjoying every second.
she told him, “cum in that hole. let him feel it inside.”
and he did. hard. deep. i felt it. leaking. hot. disgusting. overwhelming.
i was wrecked.
she told him, “again. in his mouth this time.”
he obeyed her. not me. grabbed my head. i choked. no control. no thoughts. just taste. tears.
and she? she watched. smiled. leaned close to me after, and said softly:
“this is what you are now.”
i didn’t know what to say. what to feel. i still don’t.
what… what am i becoming? 🖤
