Nunca es tarde para saldar una antigua deuda.

Hace unos días la vida Me ha sorprendido de una manera muy grata, quién iba a pensar que después de tanto tiempo volvería a aparecer nadie y mucho menos con el relato de lo vivido durante aquellas 2 semanas a Mi servicio. Porque como dije alguna vez los sumisos son personas muy especiales con las que inevitablemente nos encariñamos y las cosas que se viven en estas relaciones son tan intensas que son imposibles de olvidar.

Los dejo con el relato y luego de él algunas aclaraciones Mias. Para mala suerte de algunos el relato está en inglés porque es la lengua con la que mejor se expresa nadie después del portugués y es la forma más fiel en la que pudo expresar los sentires de ese momento.

Thirty minutes has passed since I arrived the place My Mistress told me to be. Eagerly I answered the phone trying to hide my accent so I could please her. She said She would be arriving in some minutes, and therefore She arrived. As soon as I saw her my heart abruptly beats faster as if it would jump through my mouth. I looked to her hand so I would appropriately greet her with a respectful kiss in her soft fist as I was used to do so, but as we were in a public place She surprised me with a kiss in the cheek.
I was so nervous that I really felt like a small child or a dribbling silly dog that its owner takes to a little walk outside. Every little thing embarrassed me as I was close to so magnificent power. In the taxi I could admire this Goddess and realize that nothing would be more heavenly gorgeous then my Mistress. Her beautiful big eyes gazing at me as a young girl looks at her new doll,( ... ) her angelical and at same time perverse smile, her soft touch in my hands, all this, have an enormous power over me.
A few days ago I gave her my body, mind and soul when I signed a commitment contract saying that I was her unquestionable slave and property so She could use me as She desired. That was the same day I received the most pleasant whip kissing in the back and buttcheeks.
Unfortunately, I could not endure as much as the Queen deserved from a masochist slave. So just after I got on all four completely naked and humiliated and signed the commitment without using my hands, as the dog I am, I received about twenty sadistic whiplashes with such majestic movements until I had to cry out loud for clemency.
That was one of my most terrible mistakes. She stopped. Never felt so useless as I could not please her as the Goddess wanted. And I couldn’t ask for more or even say how sorry was I, as it was all my fault I surrended to the little of humanity was inside of me, when I clearly should have no humanity serving her as slave. Unless She asked me that, I would only have permission to be her toy, seat, toilet, sissymaid, pet or whatever She asks me.
She was so disappointed at me that I couldn’t sleep that night. She put me to lay down next to her bed in the absolutely freezing ground (and I couldn’t be happier for this heavenly opportunity), but all I could think was what an unworthy pet I was for not accepting my destiny as bruised whiplashing slave that night.
Although I was completely afraid She would never accept her brazilian slave again, I had the second best night ever in my life in her presence. This night She allowed me to touch her silkmade skin with my humble hands and lips. Wearing black boxes, her servant, me, was able to massage her godly made legs, feet, back, hair, shoulders (when I think of the softness of her skin there…), bottom.
I started making soft movements around her neck and shoulders while She was wearing just the trousers and lying on bed with breasts down. Then as I could manage to be over her absolutely exciting body with my hips over hers, I started massaging a little bit harder, almost in a vanilla way. But that was not possible as all the time I knew how inferior was I just staring how perfect She seemed. And as a way of worship her I touched my lips to her skin and started venerating each little part of the Goddess.
She was driving me mad with her exciting and heavenly scent and deep breathing. I couldn’t resist and had to kiss closer to her breasts, belly and also under her knickers. For sure She could notice and, probably feel how excited was I under my slave black boxers, but then, when I was almost heaving the chance to taste the most perfect and desired of all women in earth, She put me away and got to sleep.
That was perfect, as She showed how pleased She was and where was my place as pathetic slave. Almost exploded in orgasm with this natural action of the Goddess.
Years late this is still one of my best memories when I try to get excited.
The last night we’ve been together, certainly was the best night ever in my useless life. That was when I noticed that She really could have absolute control of my life, body, mind and soul. That was the night I realized how close was I to completely fall in love with her and have my heart totally chained to her wishes.

nadie habla de una decepción que nunca existió por Mi parte, pasa muchas veces que los sumisos son tan exigentes consigo mismos que ante la mínima falta cometida según ellos o se sienten muy culpables o desaparecen.

No suelo azotar a Mis esclavos hasta que pidan piedad, de hecho nadie fue el único que me pidió piedad. En este caso la furia se desató porque nadie me había dejado una marca en el cuello y yo no soy ningún animal para llevar marcas.

Reina Oscura

"tu mente es un poblado y la Mía Un Imperio"