Glorious Surrender, by GustavSub
Dear Mistress Mercury,
I feel very blessed to have had this session. I had a complete drop in the evening and the next day. That was because my full body and mind received a reset. I was able to become fully devotional and fully obedient. So in the evening I was very excited and blown away by the experience. I wasn’t able to think or talk or do anything. I was not even able to properly talk to you and entertain a casual conversation.
Surrender, obedience, shame, care, being seen and fully received.
Collaring & introduction
I felt grateful for you noticing the details of my preparation, with the tea and chocolate. Your gentle presence when coming to pick me up from the living room, leaning on the wall while watching me sitting with my eyes closed, made me feel very seen and safe and respected. I loved that gentleness. And your outfit was so amazing and breathtaking.
The tying of my top and bottom collar, especially the bottom collar (aeound my cock and balls), felt like a surrendering moment. To trust you with my balls and you taking my balls - I love the surrender to your physical presence and warmth, the feeling of the force of your presence, of you being so close.
Footworship 1
The sensuality of the stocking to my skin, it made me feel very obedient and horny at the same time. To feel your other foot in my balls … so hot. And my surrender was growing to your feet licking, I can really feel my place in service and licking and sucking your feet and toes - the happiness and release of lying in your lap with my head, knowing you understand I need to feel your power and submit to it. The feeling of home, being truly at home and in place.
Toys
I was happy you were interested in the toys that I had bought and that you used on me: the whip, clamps and flogger. The grabbing of the hair and the slapping of my face felt next level humiliating and I was very happy to feel your hands on my cheeks, and it also hurt, but I wanted it from you. I wanted it so bad for you to do whatever with me. And we didn't discuss my boundaries. I believe you felt you could have me in any way if you would have wanted to. But still it felt like you were careful while hurting me.
Spanking
Lying over your knees and counting down while thanking you and asking for more was stressful. I am a perfectionist; I can’t tolerate my own mistakes. I had to do the order well and count well, while the pain was increasing in my butt cheeks. And it felt so good to have you hurt me, because you wanted it to.
Footworship 2
By now I was completely high from the experience. And then I started with your right foot and to me it is the best feeling of devotion and obedience to kiss and worship your feet. It makes me feel small, warm, happy and horny. But I got too aroused and tore your stocking. And then you did what my perfection is trying to protect me from: punishment. You slapped my face and pinched my niples hard. I felt so miserable and a total failure. I hate it when that happens. Usually it takes me hours and sometimes days to stop feeling stupid when I make a mistake. And my shame and humiliation is eating me up from the inside. And then you explained that you punish and you move on and command me to move on as well. That's a totally new attitude internally towards a mistake. Just accept the punishment and move on. I also used that with my girlfriend when I said something clumsy. Just acknowledge and move on, don’t hang on to it to long.
Assworship
After this I felt I wasn’t deserving of anything anymore. And then you allowed me to kiss your legs and I could worship your ass, which made me even higher and greedy and horny and animalistic more than I ever felt the freedom of serving a lady. I don’t have words. It is just so amazing to be allowed this and for someone to demand it from me. It gives permission and freedom. Which went to even a bigger feeling of being used once you sat on my face and took my breath away, riding my face, using me. I smelled your scents and it was like a perfume. To have you sit on my face the way you did. Controlling me, my breath made me feel small and totally of service and completely horny. I was so close to heaven.
Spitting
HEAVEN! I feel so grateful for you to spit on me. To spit in my mouth. To own me in that way. I remember your face above me, controlling me, commanding me and using me, allowing such a deep surrender … I just don’t know how to feel it deeper.
…
Now a week has gone by. I still feel you in my room, in my bed, in my house. Thank you so, so much. For allowing me to be this way and take me this way. You make it possible for me to feel obedient and devotional in a way it's difficult to feel in any other way. I don't know how to thank you again.
With the deepest gratitude, thank you again from the bottom of my heart.
Your sub,
Gustav