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From B.´s journal – part 8

October 15, 2012

I am only allowed to read a couple of femdom related websites these days. Mistress told me some time ago that She didn’t want my mind to be poisoned by all sorts of extreme ideas. She prohibited me from viewing any bdsm content (websites, books, movies) without Her explicit prior approval. Recently Mistress hinted that She might ban one of the few websites that I was still allowed to visit. I wasn’t happy about that first but this morning I realized that the fact that She wanted to take away something from me was more important than the actual value of reading that particular website. This made me decide to voluntarily give up on reading it. It will give my mind more space and time to concentrate on my Owner and my Owner alone. So no more personal femdom related blogs from now on, except, of course, the one written by my Goddess.

November 10, 2012

Tomorrow is our first anniversary, so I have decided to invite my Mistress for lunch at a three-star Michelin restaurant here in The Netherlands. It is called De Librije and it is about an hour drive from my home town, Utrecht. My Mistress is very fond of fine dining and so am I. We share quite a few likes, preferences and hobbies, which is what makes us such a good Mistress – slave couple. We arrived early so we had a cup of tea in a nearby bistro; or rather, I should say, Mistress had a drink and I went to found a proper parking space. When I picked Her up, I paid for Her tea and, before we left the cosiness of the café, I made sure Mistress was wearing Her fur ear-muffs and leather gloves as it was chilly and windy outside. I feel it is my responsibility to make sure She´s comfortable at all times. When we entered the restaurant, we were rather impressed by the classy ambience. We enjoyed a very nice starter of crayfish and shrimps but then Mistress excused Herself to the restroom.

When She returned back to the table, She was in a very strict mood. “Why didn´t you tell me that there was a bit of lip gloss on my nose?” She asked in an irritated tone. I didn´t know what to say. Obviously I had screwed up again. In the meantime the main course arrived. Her strictness all of a sudden disappeared as She dipped Her index finger into my beetroot sauce, made a dot on my nose and burst out laughing. “Now you will need to sit like this till the end of the lunch”, She informed me, completely overwhelmed by the hilarity of the situation. I accepted the punishment as I always do, but fortunately Mistress grabbed a napkin after a minute and wiped the sauce off my nose.

Mistress and I always have a lot of fun when eating out. Recently we visited a very nice fish restaurant in Amsterdam where Mistress forced me to eat a tiger prawn´s eye and had a good laugh over my comments how crunchy it was. My Mistress can´t stand boring slaves so I do my best to keep Her entertained in any way possible. When we arrived back to Utrecht in the afternoon, Mistress decided to get changed into casual attire and pay a visit to a local adult store. She thought it would be a good idea to make me get a penis extender and instruct me to have sex with Her while wearing it. That way She would get pleasure while I wouldn´t feel anything. We didn´t really find what we were looking for but the shop owner asked me to come back the following week to check new stock so I put it on my “to do” list. This list contains tasks that were assigned to me by Mistress.

November 11, 2012

Today I was cooking for my Mistress while She was sorting out my clothes. Unfortunately, the scallops were watery, the plates were cold, the salad dressing was reduced to plain vinegar, and the salt cellar was missing on the table. I´m afraid all this will be added to the list of offences, that contains my mishaps and mischiefs. I get punished for most wrong-doings in the sessions but Mistress also tells me off each time I displease Her. We also planned our trip to Berlin in 3 weeks time. We will spend one night in Residenz Avalon, followed by another two nights in a beautiful hotel apartment that Mistress has chosen. We are very thrilled. Three weeks is a long time though, so fortunately we will also meet at the end of next week. I find it very difficult to cope when Mistress is not around, so I´m now even considering relocating to Prague to be closer to Her. I am completely enchanted by this magnificent Woman. I think She has placed a spell on me.

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From B.´s journal – part 7

October 5, 2012

During the conference today, I exchanged several emails with Mistress. Most of them were about a fur coat that She wants to get. I have to say, it would be awesome if She had one. Some time ago She got a silver fox collar from me which looks amazing on Her. I think it would totally blow my mind to see Her in a soft fur coat. During the last couple of months my financial situation hasn´t been good. My major client owes me a large amount that he was due to pay 6 or 7 weeks ago. As a consequence, it seems we won´t be able to go to Residenz Avalon this month as we have planned. Mistress is getting annoyed with the situation now and today She sent me this message: If things don´t improve pretty fast, I will need to start offering you to my clients for dick sucking and other services to earn us the money that way. How would you like it? I´m pretty confident there would be a lot of demand for an obedient, exotic looking, slim slave with great oral skills. I was shocked when I read this. I think I read it three or four times. I tried to concentrate on the presentation but it was impossible. Her words echoed through my mind. What can I do? I toil for Mistress and besides that I´m also working hard to earn money but the project I´m working on now will only start earning me something substantial in November. I really didn´t know what to say.

After about forty minutes I couldn´t take it anymore, I had to respond. I begged my Mistress to give me some more time to make this right again. I pleaded with Her not to rent me out. Later on Mistress replied. She had found two fur collars that She wanted to have. She accompanied the links with the following text: You would only need to suck two clients to be able to afford them. Maybe we should seriously consider this option. I felt a shiver ran down my spine. She had done it again. From time to time She toys with me like this, mentioning things She knows I would hate to do, whereas the fact that She would make me do it excites me very much. This combination of excitement and repulsion just drives me mad and makes me feel even more submissive towards my Owner. The fact that She knows I´ll do anything for Her makes these remarks so powerful.

October 30, 2012

I was supposed to send Mistress a few ideas as what I can cook for Her during Her next stay with me. Yesterday I asked Mistress whether She liked any of the pasta dishes I had sent Her earlier, but She did not approve of any of those. Mistress wants something more special of course. Today I did not have much time to search for recipes so Mistress got impatient and gave me clear instructions as to what She expected to be served. Mistress also casually informed me that She would sort out my clothes. That means that She will go through my wardrobe and make two heaps of garments – approved and disapproved ones. I have a strong feeling that the “approved” pile will be very small, since Mistress generally doesn´t like the way I dress. Her grip on my life tightens again. She had already made it very clear that I am not to buy any clothes that She doesn´t personally choose for me.

On Sunday, when I was masturbating, I used a calliper to measure my cock for Mistress. She had already measured it once before but now She wanted to know what the difference in circumference is when I wear a cock ring and when I don´t. Without the cock ring the girth turned out to be 11.3cm. That is definitely far below Mistress´ standards. Today Mistress allowed me to play with myself while wearing the ring. I assured Her that I would not cum, because I´m not allowed to.

One of the reasons why Mistress didn´t lock me up this time before She left The Netherlands was to enable me to take the measurements. The other one was that I was a bit ill and She thought I would recover faster if I was comfortable. So I stroked my cock a bit while watching one of Mistress´ videos in order to maximize the size. When I thought it was at its full capacity, I slid the calliper around the shaft again. The girth was then almost 13cm.That is about the average according to the statistics I told Mistress, but Mistress reminded me that average is not good enough for Her. Of course. Now I am supposed to test a vacuum pump to see whether the figure will change again. Slowly the blood found its way back to my body and I could calm down a bit knowing that I had accomplished the task for my Mistress. When I was finally able to remove the cock ring, I received another email from my Owner:  It´s sex time now ;-). Oh wow. She had told me that during the weekend She would inform me when She was about to be pleasured by another man, and this was the first time. My cock was rock hard again within seconds. Mistress surely knows how to keep my excited.

November 9, 2012

Mistress and I meet really often these days. She had arrived to Holland again to spend a few days with me. Unfortunately we both have a bit of cold so we agreed that we would skip the planned session. That means that next time there will be two to make up for the missed opportunity. I am already full of anticipation, especially because Mistress had informed me, with a twinkle in her eye, that She had ordered a few rather vicious toys to tease and torture me with. I have no clue what those might be and She´s certainly not going to tell me as there is nothing else Mistress likes better than to surprise and amaze me during our play-time. We both love to session in the dungeons but we also enjoy real-life servitude very much. This time Mistress has decided to go through my wardrobe and sort my clothes. Garments that She doesn´t like will need to be disposed off or donated to charity. She may then decide to take me to the shops and choose some new clothes for me. I have no right to decide what to buy. She´s in charge of this, as well as many other aspects of my life.

From B.´s journal – part 2

August 17, 2012

Today I have to work in my garden because I plan to sell my house soon. Mistress decided that I should buy a new home and I really appreciate how She gave me the final push, because I had been thinking about doing it for a while myself. Images of shackled slaves labouring for beautiful leather-clad, whip-wielding ladies relaxing below large parasols went through my mind while I spent almost two hours digging the trench. Pfff, I think I need a break!

August 18, 2012

When I washed my hair this morning, I realized that I’m still not fully used to its new length. About two months ago, Mistress ordered me to go to the hairdresser and have at least half of my ponytail cut. I actually quite liked it the way it was, but I went to the hairdresser anyway. Of course I went, I mean, how could I have refused? I asked the hairdresser to cut off about 10 cm. When I saw Mistress the following month in Prague, She inspected my hair. I noticed that She didn’t seem very impressed so I suggested that She could, of course, also cut it Herself. I probably didn’t realize what would happen. Last week, just before we had to go to the airport, Mistress said that She would cut my hair at that very moment. I’ve surrendered to Her completely and trust Her blindly with my body. She owns my body, so it is Hers to do with it as She pleases and I’m totally comfortable with that. I gave Her a pair of scissors and a comb. She sat down on the sofa and had me kneeling in front of Her with my back towards Her. I tried to relax. I felt how She used the comb. Then She started cutting. It felt totally different than at the hairdresser´s where they take strand by strand and gradually cut all the hair. No, my Queen just took all of my hair in Her hand and cut it all off almost at once! She laid it on the couch and put my hair in a ponytail. I reached to the back to feel it with my hands. It was really short now. There was nothing I could do about this. This is what you get if you surrender to a dominant woman like this beautiful Princess.

When I finished in the bathroom, I checked my emails. Mistress sent me a link to the Andrew Blake website. She has been sending me these links to her favourite erotic movies the last couple of days. I asked Her if I was allowed to watch them, and She approved of that but also warned me: “It will be very frustrating to do so while you are wearing the chastity device.” I tried to watch one of the movies of Bleu Productions, but it made me so incredibly horny that I had to turn it off after a while. I just couldn’t take the frustration and besides, I can spend my time watching erotic movies or I can spend it  working for my Mistress. I’d better do some work for Her. In another email Mistress told me that I would get the key for my chastity device back only after I had finished writing a report about our stay in Residenz Avalon that we visited earlier this year. This report is really long overdue. Next Tuesday I’ll be seeing Mistress again in Brussels, but I’m afraid I won’t have time to finish the report by then. I also have to write in this diary on a daily basis. “It would be a shame if I couldn´t release your cock next week because then you would have to wait till September,” She wrote. I’ve been in chastity for about a week now, but it feels as if it has been much longer.

Later I needed to go to the downtown. When I turned the car engine on, the thermometer showed it was 36 degrees Celsius [96.8 Fahrenheit] outside. That reminded me of last week when Mistress and I went out for lunch and it was also warm in the car. The AC didn´t work as fast as my Princess demanded so she took off Her shirt and was sitting next to me wearing just a white lacy bra. A very nice sight, I can assure you. There was a man cycling in front of the car. He noticed my beautiful Mistress in her sexy lingerie and almost fell off his bike. After he regained his balance, he couldn’t stop turning his head. Well, I have to give it to him, the view was amazing. I had trouble keeping my eyes on the road myself. This Woman has enchanted me to the point that I just can’t do anything anymore without thinking of Her.

August 20, 2012

Today marks the last day before I see my Queen again. Tomorrow at around 18.30 I’ll be waiting for Her at the airport. She will arrive just before 19.00. I always like to be at the airport very early for Her as I am well aware of what would happen if I let my Mistress wait. I called the restaurant Mistress had chosen for our dinner on Wednesday. She told me to make a reservation for “a discreet table upstairs” . Hmmm, I thought, a discreet table upstairs,that sounds very interesting! I immediately recalled the dinner we had about a week ago in my hometown. All the other guests were sitting outside, so we had plenty of privacy in the restaurant. By the time Mistress ordered dessert I was as meek as a little lamb, literally melting in Her hands. She had been teasing me the entire evening, slowly progressing to ever more intense torments. It started with the way She looked that night. She wore a tight dress that accentuated Her slender figure and sexy curves perfectly. Her legs were clad in beautiful black stockings and She was wearing a satin garter belt. Earlier that night I’d humbly knelt before Her and clipped the stockings to the suspenders myself, then I gently put the high heeled pumps on Her lovely feet. I looked up and saw Her beautiful knickers. I wanted to sniff, touch and taste those inviting panties but Mistress stopped me right away when She ordered me to bring Her jacket. She looked so perfect, as always. Her hair was beautifully styled and She wore just the right amount of make-up. I’m always enormously proud to be allowed to walk next to Her.

So there we were, sitting in a quiet restaurant, my stunning Owner opposite me. Almost immediately She started touching my legs with Her feet. When the waiter approached us, She sunk Her sharp heel deep into my crotch. I was trying to keep my face as neutral as possible, but this was getting more and more difficult every second. I looked over at Mistress, She looked back at me without showing the least sign of what was going on. I managed to order some wine and the waiter fortunately left. Her foot stayed in my crotch and She commenced conversation as if nothing had happened. During the course of dinner, She kept teasing me by playing on every possible trigger I react to. There are a few and Mistress somehow knows them all. She teased me with the things She did and the things She said. She teased me with Her beautiful hair by stroking it and rubbing it softly in my face. This drives me mad, I just love long, beautiful, shiny hair. She knows this, and She knows it makes me weak. The reader must have noticed when I described My Mistress´ outfit for the night that, indeed, She did not wear a bra. After some time She said to me that apparently the conversation wasn’t sexy enough because Her nipples weren´t erect. I didn’t quite know what to say, but She didn’t even give me the chance to think and started touching Her nipples with Her nicely manicured hands. The shiny long finger nails rubbed over Her dress and almost immediately I could see Her nipples starting to push their way through the fabric. As if I wasn’t horny enough as it was, She drove me even further into pure ecstasy.

After the main course my Mistress ordered a chocolate bomb dessert for Herself and I was allowed to have some fresh fruit. I tried to relax a bit, the entire evening had made me extremely hot. Don’t forget that I was, of course, also wearing my chastity device. Mistress just loves keeping me in chastity it seems. After I took a bite from my dessert, I had to look at Her again. I just couldn’t stop it, She has got me so hooked on Her. I could have known this of course, but didn’t realize it until it happened. You know what they say about women and chocolate. Well Mistress is no exception, maybe She even sets the example. Oh my, I don’t think I have ever seen anyone eat in such a sexy way. She enjoyed Her dessert like nobody else could. It was such a hot sight, that I couldn’t eat anymore myself. She first drips some coffee sauce over Her dessert, then slowly slides the spoon through the huge chocolate truffle on Her plate and brings it to Her mouth without rush. Just before She opens Her mouth She looks at me with daring eyes. My eyes find Hers and they are locked in. She slowly wets Her lips with Her tongue and then opens Her mouth, just far enough to let the spoon enter between Her luscious lips. Her lips slowly curl around the spoon and as Her nerve endings register and transport the delightful taste to Her brain, She slowly closes Her eyes to enjoy the sensation to the fullest. Her hand pulls back so the spoon slides between the now sealed lips. Her lipstick is in high contrast with the shiny silver spoon and as the spoon leaves Her mouth, She opens Her eyes again and looks straight at me. Although this moment probably only lasted a few seconds, it seemed like an eternity. Totally hypnotized by this captivating moment, my brain had stopped working completely. I had absolutely no sense of time and space at that point. Later on while talking to the waiter I realized I had been dripping heavily through the openings in my chastity device throughout the evening. Just before we left the restaurant Mistress touched my crotch with Her hand to verify that I was indeed as wet as I claimed to be. I hope noone else noticed!

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Review

From the moment I first met Mistress Arella in 2011, I was hooked. Her witty mind, enchanting beauty, and intelligent outlook on life captured me in Her web with no possibility of escape. After several months of proving myself, Mistress Arella offered me a binding slave contract, making me Her personal servant. I have been owned and trained by Her ever since.

I have had the wonderful privilege of being allowed to spoil Her in numerous ways. To name only a few: I shower my Goddess with gifts, treat Her to gourmet meals in restaurants of Her choice, work as Her personal assistant, and occasionally cook for Her.

Mistress and I make numerous trips to destinations throughout Europe. Wherever we go, I ensure that Her accommodations are in an up-market hotel or a chic apartment where I can attend to Her every need. It is my pleasure to take my Mistress shopping, whether we are abroad or in Prague where She´s currently based.

Whenever there is a car at our disposal, I chauffeur my Mistress wherever She wishes. I pamper Her like a Queen, bathe Her, give Her massages, style Her wonderful hair, and attend to Her pedicure. I serve Her snacks and drinks. I help Her dress and shine Her shoes. I carry Her bags. I also run errands for Her. I enjoy my butler duties very much.

I don’t think I have ever met anyone who genuinely enjoys the posh lifestyle as much as Mistress Arella does. I can wholeheartedly say, that She is the most exclusive woman, someone who truly deserves to be spoiled and pampered.

Gradually Mistress Arella has taken full control over my body and mind and I love every second of it. I can´t imagine my life without my wonderful Owner.

Mistress Arella´s Pet

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