The Meeting

[happygirl]

That day I thought about my past of the life & felt so surprise to myself, the way now I spend my life under mistress’s total control, but before my past life was too simple, I was born in very strict family so I learned to touch my pussy is a big sin, never tolerated by god. I never did masturbate or touch me there more as washing me, my father was also strict so my total desire & passion crushed under his entire restriction, I never had boyfriends cause of my family’s straightforward lifestyle, my sex life became worst, but After my father’s death I left house & city also for my sex adventure, by luck mistress met me in Nightclub, she recognized my submissive side & brought me in her villa, at starting few days she deadly tortured me every way, also abused & humiliated me as she could.
After all how could I accept BDSM Lifestyle? I knew that my inner passion & creative desire thru me in this kind of slave life & surrender myself to mistress, now I was, emotionally, mentally & physically attached with my submissive relationship with her, In another words I Addicted to pain & torture , I like pain, I love pain as she gave me, now I became her Symbolic whore, I liked the words she using for me, as example piss-slut, bitch, asshole, whore, dirty pig & so many more to my humiliation, every words excited me, my pussy got wet whenever she tortured, I became horny when drank her hot pee. I felt heavenly pleasure when her giant dog fucks me hard.
I remembered the order from mistress that got ready to go for cruela’s party, but she didn’t explain about my role in tomorrow’s party, last time I was piss-girl in the party, I was in confusing state, how they used/abused me in her party? Would I bear the pain they given me? I was in double minded situation, became passionate & frighten, I didn’t know what happen next? so waits ……wait …….& ……wait……until………