I am sorry for the long text. There was a lot to process after our first session😊

Dear diary

Yesterday, I had the time of my life. I had finally taken the step to see a Mistress for guidance in my kinks and was blessed with a meeting with Mistress Mercury.

As this was my first time living up to my desires about my fetish and kinks, there were a lot of nerves and anxiety on the big day. I haven't had such feelings to meet someone since my childhood. Where I was sent to the schoolmistress office because I had been mean.

I got some helpful messages from Mistress saying to turn the nervousness and anxiety into excitement.

Mistress welcomed me with open arms, a beautiful smile, and sparkling eyes you could drown in. Right away, my mind was put at ease. She could see my anxiety and passed her caring and understanding energy over to me.

When I entered the room, she had changed into clothes that suited her qoddess-like figure. I immediately felt a sense of wow. (Like when you see a wonderful sunset for the first time.)Thinking, she is wearing exactly what I was hoping for. 

After undressing and the three rules for the session were eagerly accepted. Mistress Mercury immediately demonstrated her dominance and locked a collar around my neck. I was now becoming her pet.

I liked it when my equipment was tied down by the chains on my legs. I felt cold shivers and tingles as the vampire glove scratched and made every little stretch of my body cause the rope to tighten. Blindfolded, hearing her heels as she walked around me. Especially when she suddenly stood close to my face and breathed in my ear. Made my mind go crazy. 

I also enjoyed when she made me kneel and beg for water. (Despite learning that I'm terrible at begging.) The mind game when the Mistress drank herself and trickled it into my mouth afterward. She had all the power to quench my thirst. 

It was an honor helping Mistress put on latex and high heels. Lubricate her entire latex body with oil, making her even more shiny, gracious and worshipful. I loved the smell and feel of the smooth surface, like she had an extra layer of skin. 

The spanking section is difficult to express. I felt I was not appreciating her, lying there without expressing gratitude to my Mistress. I liked the feeling of my skin burning. Intense, but a good one. I feel that there is more to explore here. 

I didn’t expect the oral penetration would be so arousing and pleasurable. To be forced down on my knees, patiently watching Mistress buckle on her strap-on. It enhanced the feeling of being dominated. The gratitude when she grabbed my head and shoved it in my mouth. The desire to please my Mistress when she pushed it all the way down my throat and held it there while she counted. It was almost like she was doing chocking play with the dildo. Made me feel super slutty.

One time I lost my breath, and the Mistress sat down close and rubbed my chest. She showed a perfect mixture of warmth and security yet dominant. 

I remember the thrill when Mistress took off her corset and fitted it around my waist. It gave me a buzz, a slutty feeling. It's hard to describe this. Perhaps because the act is off limit, an escape from my vanilla lifestyle. A desire to be, for a time, the gender one admires. Especially when I fit Mistress clothes. She tightened it hard, like it had become a part of me. 

I loved the anal play. The slow, tender warm up before she took control and widening up my hole with her fingers. That position, feeling Mistress powerful body behind me, thrusting my ass while she held tight on the rope she had tied around my waist. The perfect power play, like she was taming a gazelle. I felt used, and I liked it. 

The aftercare was nice. I hadn't given the Mistress a lot to work with here in my H.Y.M.N.A list. 

But it was like she was in my head and knew what I needed. It was a warm, safe and tender yet powerful mistress lying close to me. Her sweet talk really calmed me down. 

To cut a long story short. 

Mistress Mercury isn’t just a domina. She is THE domina. 

I am already looking forward to our next encounter and being her devoted pet when she is back in my town.

Yours truly, pet gazelle.