"Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see..
easy come, easy go, Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me .."
Fred Mercury
Queen ~ "Bohemian Rhapsody"
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I wasn't alone with my thoughts for too long. Because even though my last message to the Master of my Heart was telling him I'm sorry for being a bother to him, he didn't let go. I was alone with my thoughts only for a few minutes, when I heard a message notication. It was Mats, the Master of my Heart. He was still messaging me. And he stopped scolding me. "No hard feelings." A little shocked that he was so quickly forgiving me, but so relieved that he did. He started to comfort me, telling how things will soon be back to normal after next Tuesday. Then he cheekily joked "That'll be on hell of a brainwashing I'll be doing." I couldn't help it. I had to laugh and smile. Just him saying that changed the night for me. I was feeling badly before he said that. When he said it, everything bad melted away and I felt good again.
I joked back to him "I might not be so easily washed" Next Tuesday was four days away, and I was already not feeling like a pet. By next Tuesday, at the rate I was going, I might not be a pet at all.
The next words that he writes me - "Well I better train you today then eh?"
My inner kitty's ears perked up, full attention. What? Did he say train me? Today? Started to feel excitement, and so happy! But did he mean it and could he really train me when he wad not alone and had company over?
Then he says "me feels like going back into the bedroom and train you for a few hours."
My inner kitty hopped up with joy! He did mean it! He meant it. I was so hippity-hoppity with happiness, I should of been a bunny-rabbit at that moment, instead of a collared kitty-cat.
Me and my master use Skype for all of our phone conversations, but never had it mobiley installed, til now. He installed it. It was time to make a test phone call. I called him. He answered. It was working. Next on my Master's agenda - training his pet.
On the phone, I listened to my Master's voice speaking to me softly and quietly. He whispered to me. Resistance is futile when he whispers to me. It's my weakness. It's my own observation that of the many times he's hypnotized me over the mere period of 4 months, my mind drops into trance fastest when he uses a whisper than just speaking in his hypnotic voice. His voice is so soothing when he whispers to me. I instantly feel calm and at ease. When he whispers me into trance, both my body and mind become so obedient-instant relaxing and obeying his every suggestion and command. I don't have to try. I don't have to think. It's automatic. When Master whispers to me, there's no choice, I automatically obey.
"DROP. Drop deep for your Master."
Yes Master. I dropped. I obeyed. I listened intently. Taking in each and every word. Then dropping so fast. Deeper and deeper. I wasn't just drifting. I wasn't just sinking into trance. I was free falling at a fast rate.
Just like Alice went Down the Rabbit Hole, I fell into a deep trance incredibly fast. Each moment, the depth of the trance went deeper. I just kept slipping deeper and deeper into it. Master kept pushing me deeper down. It was becoming harder to speak. Imagine the helpless feeling of being unable to move. The effects of being so deeply hypnotized, as am intense trance took hold of me. It gripped me. There was no breaking from my Master's grasp. He had complete and total over me. Unable to resist, my body and mind surrendered to him. I was helpless. And I was quickly losing my ability to speak.
He asked me to describe what I was feeling. He commanded me to still use my voice. Feeling deeper than ever before, I had to force words out. They came out slowly. I told him if I could see myself, what I would see is myself lying on my back in bed, staring up blankly at the ceiling, no thoughts, just listening to him.
I heard myself gasp in helpless amazement "Master, I feel so mindless. So blank. I can't believe how mindless I'm feeling. I can't believe it!"
At that point I really was feeling it. Strongly. These words were coming out of me and wasn't even aware of what I was saying. Words were just coming out of my mouth.
He kept me calm and relaxed. Making me feel safe with his voice. That only made the trance stronger. It made me go deeper. Then as if someone pushed me off a cliff - I fell. All the way down to the very bottom. The great dark abyss of my mind. I switched off. Completely. My conscious mind totally switched off. When this happens to me, I stop being just a pet. It's a transformation. A metamorphasis. No longer just a pet. I become a slave. A slave with no thoughts unless I'm told to think something. No feelings unless my Master tells me to feel them. Just a slave. An empty shell. So blank and mindless. And so completely under his control.
But he didn't take advantage. He just let me enjoy it. Then all on it's, with out him even trying, my whole being surrendered it. The most unusual sensation came over me. I felt like I had left my body, and it felt like my spirit was floating on a cloud. It wasn't just a feeling. Somehow, this out of body trip was so intense, I could almost really see the clouds all around me. This was no mere trance. I was Ultradeep.
All I felt was pleasure tingling through my body. This kind of pleasure is not the sexual kind, although it easily can switch to that feeling. It was euphoria. I felt like I was on Ecstacy. I felt high and in a mindless bliss. I was so at peace, that I could of died and it wouldn't have mattered.
Nothing mattered. Everything felt perfect. Nothing else existed. I didn't even exist. My own spirit, my energy, became one with the world. It became part of the big whole. The Big Picture. I could feel the energy of the universe, and I was being pulled into it.
He woke me from trance, euphoria still lingering in me. I was almost a loss for words.
In awe of the whole experience, I simply said "THAT was AMAZING!"
Friday, March 29, 2013
AT LAST - PART ONE
I endured a long week of little quality time with neither the Master of my Heart nor the Master of my Mind. I only spent a few moments a day this week exchanging a few texts with Mats, the Master of my Heart. Even though he has not been alone all week because he has company, he's still has made an effort to talk to me (exchanging texts at least), checking on me and how I am doing. I notice he's been trying to do that for me. It is appreciated.
Back a few weeks ago the Master of my Mind was also making efforts for me to spend at least a few minutes a day with me. At the time he wanted to remind me of my collar and remind me that I was his pet, and needed to be trained. So he trained me perhaps 3 nights in a row, each night an intense session if obedience and submitting to his control over me. It was his intention to do this regularly, but Master has a demanding schedule of college courses, projects, and campus activites that keep him always busy. Although seeing him daily didn't last, his effort to spend more time with me was also noted and appreciated.
So back to the present, having little quality time with neither master this week left me feeling a little down. Then I've had to also deal with Dan's choice to not be a pet, my pet, anymore. I felt a bit emotionally drained. Still, my pets Lucio and David have kept me smiling with their sweet messages. They both are becoming dear to me.
However, feeling somewhat distant from my masters left me not feeling very pet-like at all. And when Dan left, I even felt I was losing the desire to still be a mistress. I was losing the desire to be a pet or a mistress at all. Stressed, and being a little depressed was finally getting to me.
Then it just seemed to get worse yesterday afternoon. The Master of my Heart was texting me when Dan popped up on a text message. Being that Dan and I have recently ended our mistress-pet relationship, when Dan messaged, I wanted to hear what he had to say. However, I made the mistake of not taking a moment first to tell my master to wait. When I said bye to Dan, and messaged my master again, he made a point to be stern with me. He was understanding, but scolded me for not telling him first before talking to Dan. I see I was wrong not to. It's just manners, and as my Master, I shouldn't have made him wait. Being scolded, even gently, made me feel worse. He went to bed, saying he would wake in 5 hours.
Now for mistake number two of the day. When he told me he would wake in 5 hours I should of right then looked at the clock to note the time and what time it would be for me in 5 hours. But I didnt, because I somehow fell asleep myself as he was going to bed. His last words of the night had made me lightly entranced, but suffering from insomnia all week, trance quickly turned into actual sleep I had been lacking and needed. So I didn't note the time. I fell asleep.
I'm used to my Master not waking too early. I know more or less when he would wake up. But, it surprised me to see him awake earlier than usual. He had said in 5 hours, but had forgetten that he said it. I messaged him, "You're here?" He responded. He sounded mad with me. He was scolding again, told me I was an hour late. I felt defeated. I just kept messing up, making him mad with me. I felt like a terrible pet. I didn't know what to say to defend myself. It was useless. Feeling defeated, and unwanted, I wrote him "Sorry I bothered you". I signed out of messenger wanting to be alone with my thoughts.
But the night wasn't over, and the Master of my Heart wasn't through with me yet.
To be continued...
Back a few weeks ago the Master of my Mind was also making efforts for me to spend at least a few minutes a day with me. At the time he wanted to remind me of my collar and remind me that I was his pet, and needed to be trained. So he trained me perhaps 3 nights in a row, each night an intense session if obedience and submitting to his control over me. It was his intention to do this regularly, but Master has a demanding schedule of college courses, projects, and campus activites that keep him always busy. Although seeing him daily didn't last, his effort to spend more time with me was also noted and appreciated.
So back to the present, having little quality time with neither master this week left me feeling a little down. Then I've had to also deal with Dan's choice to not be a pet, my pet, anymore. I felt a bit emotionally drained. Still, my pets Lucio and David have kept me smiling with their sweet messages. They both are becoming dear to me.
However, feeling somewhat distant from my masters left me not feeling very pet-like at all. And when Dan left, I even felt I was losing the desire to still be a mistress. I was losing the desire to be a pet or a mistress at all. Stressed, and being a little depressed was finally getting to me.
Then it just seemed to get worse yesterday afternoon. The Master of my Heart was texting me when Dan popped up on a text message. Being that Dan and I have recently ended our mistress-pet relationship, when Dan messaged, I wanted to hear what he had to say. However, I made the mistake of not taking a moment first to tell my master to wait. When I said bye to Dan, and messaged my master again, he made a point to be stern with me. He was understanding, but scolded me for not telling him first before talking to Dan. I see I was wrong not to. It's just manners, and as my Master, I shouldn't have made him wait. Being scolded, even gently, made me feel worse. He went to bed, saying he would wake in 5 hours.
Now for mistake number two of the day. When he told me he would wake in 5 hours I should of right then looked at the clock to note the time and what time it would be for me in 5 hours. But I didnt, because I somehow fell asleep myself as he was going to bed. His last words of the night had made me lightly entranced, but suffering from insomnia all week, trance quickly turned into actual sleep I had been lacking and needed. So I didn't note the time. I fell asleep.
I'm used to my Master not waking too early. I know more or less when he would wake up. But, it surprised me to see him awake earlier than usual. He had said in 5 hours, but had forgetten that he said it. I messaged him, "You're here?" He responded. He sounded mad with me. He was scolding again, told me I was an hour late. I felt defeated. I just kept messing up, making him mad with me. I felt like a terrible pet. I didn't know what to say to defend myself. It was useless. Feeling defeated, and unwanted, I wrote him "Sorry I bothered you". I signed out of messenger wanting to be alone with my thoughts.
But the night wasn't over, and the Master of my Heart wasn't through with me yet.
To be continued...
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
To My Dan
To my first pet Dan -
Though I'm sad to see you go, I still have the memories I cherish of times I've shared with you. Remembering how I learned hypnosis by first practicing on you. You were always such a good subject. Always dropping deep. Remembering how we went from friends to owner and pet, and again you helped me learn something that was new to me - I learned how to be a Mistress with you as my first pet. All the while I always wanted the best for you. I wanted you to always do well in school. I wanted you to do well with the ladies. I wanted you to get along with your family. Right now as I write this, I hear your british accent in my head. It always made me smile. Thank you for being there for me when I needed you. Thank you for relaxing me and trancing me. Thank you for not judging me with the complexities of my personality. You always accepted me, whether I was Jen, or your Mistress. You accepted how complex I was when others did not. I'll always love you and care about you. I'll miss you Dan. Good luck.
Though I'm sad to see you go, I still have the memories I cherish of times I've shared with you. Remembering how I learned hypnosis by first practicing on you. You were always such a good subject. Always dropping deep. Remembering how we went from friends to owner and pet, and again you helped me learn something that was new to me - I learned how to be a Mistress with you as my first pet. All the while I always wanted the best for you. I wanted you to always do well in school. I wanted you to do well with the ladies. I wanted you to get along with your family. Right now as I write this, I hear your british accent in my head. It always made me smile. Thank you for being there for me when I needed you. Thank you for relaxing me and trancing me. Thank you for not judging me with the complexities of my personality. You always accepted me, whether I was Jen, or your Mistress. You accepted how complex I was when others did not. I'll always love you and care about you. I'll miss you Dan. Good luck.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
My Masters Condition Their Pet
So last night I had the pleasure of hearing both my masters voices. The Master of my Mind surprised me by unexpectedly conditioning me, and he had fun as he did. I didn't know I had it in me to speak with a french accent, but that's exactly what happened and I could do nothing about it. My master was quite amused. He said he wanted me to stay that way. Very funny. I'm happy to entertain. My time under his control last night was fun and trippy. Time spent with the Master of my Mind is a treat because I don't get to hear his voice very often. Despite that, I still tried to playful resist. I tried. Maybe I couldn't resist because really, maybe I didn't want to. I still believe I can. Just not motivated enough to fully resist.
I attempted to do the same with the Master of my Heart who also conditioned me last night but he didn't use trance so much to do that. Rather, he used his authority over me as my master to condition me. And he was very much in the mood to condition me that way, after he read a script I wrote on dominating women. The Master of my Heart, already on his own is very dominant. But reading my script brought out his dominant side even more so. I fould myself being put in my place. I didn't resist much out of respect for him as my master.
That is my duty as his pet. As it is the duty of my pets to respect my authority over them. I'm a patient loving mistress. I'm gentle when I dominate, however I could be more stern. But my pets have been good to me, not needing much discipline. My only wish right now is that I wish I could spend more time with them.
I attempted to do the same with the Master of my Heart who also conditioned me last night but he didn't use trance so much to do that. Rather, he used his authority over me as my master to condition me. And he was very much in the mood to condition me that way, after he read a script I wrote on dominating women. The Master of my Heart, already on his own is very dominant. But reading my script brought out his dominant side even more so. I fould myself being put in my place. I didn't resist much out of respect for him as my master.
That is my duty as his pet. As it is the duty of my pets to respect my authority over them. I'm a patient loving mistress. I'm gentle when I dominate, however I could be more stern. But my pets have been good to me, not needing much discipline. My only wish right now is that I wish I could spend more time with them.
The Long and Winding Road
Been reflecting a lot lately on how I've changed since I started this current chapter of my life. Also how the relationship I have with certain people have evolved in such a short amount of time. I reflect and remember how we first met, I remember how we used to be. I look back fondly. I cherish my memories. Not that I haven't enjoyed the ride down the long and winding road of becoming a hypnodomme, a Mistress, and the struggle to accept being a pet. I struggle still, my mind wants to defy authority. Because in my mind, I AM the authority. I AM still in control. And my submission is a figment of others' imaginations. But the Master of my Heart correctly points out a truth in me. I like to be forced to submit. I like to be taken. And by having those fantasies, I'm already am a submissive woman. Technicalities.
Again, reflecting on the past, I have changed a lot. But one part of me will not bend, will not change, is my family values. I love and respect my parents, though at times they are a pain. My mother is a devout God fearing woman. Practically a saint. My mother, the daughter of a pastor of the church. My grandfather, the pastor, left behind a legacy. My darling nephew, just six years old is truly an angel himself, says his prayers before every meal. He does this all on his own, does not need to be told. He is a good boy. Untouched by the evils if the world. His innocence is so precious. I hope he stays that way. I was not so lucky. I'm still reminded of that loss of innocense early in my life. I don't want to be reminded. It just keeps me hurting. The problem is those who didn't have their childhood messed with, they do not see the impact of their words to someone like me. I get enraged. And I rather not. If it makes me a bad pet, well masters, please accept my apology.
Again, reflecting on the past, I have changed a lot. But one part of me will not bend, will not change, is my family values. I love and respect my parents, though at times they are a pain. My mother is a devout God fearing woman. Practically a saint. My mother, the daughter of a pastor of the church. My grandfather, the pastor, left behind a legacy. My darling nephew, just six years old is truly an angel himself, says his prayers before every meal. He does this all on his own, does not need to be told. He is a good boy. Untouched by the evils if the world. His innocence is so precious. I hope he stays that way. I was not so lucky. I'm still reminded of that loss of innocense early in my life. I don't want to be reminded. It just keeps me hurting. The problem is those who didn't have their childhood messed with, they do not see the impact of their words to someone like me. I get enraged. And I rather not. If it makes me a bad pet, well masters, please accept my apology.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Fun With Numbers in Trance
In catching up blogging, I did want to mention the fun my Master of my Heart had with me the other night. He had some time in the morning to play with me. What started as the typical trance got interesting when Master tried something different. In the past me and Master used to measure our own hypnotic depths in trance. Say on a scale oc one to ten, how deep in trance we felt. One would be likd not hypnotized at all. Ten would be very deep in trance. Well, that night, I wasn't yet deep. Then in his hypnotic voice, he told me to go deeper, to 20. My mind has become so obedient to him, it obeyed automatically. I dropped to 20. He then said 40. I dropped deeper. I dropped to 40. He said 100. 200. 400. 500. I kept obeying, dropping instantly. Then he challenged me further. 1,000. 2,000. 4,000.
And that's when I completely slipped and lost grasp. No control to stop it. I slipped, fully and completely, and dropped into a deep mental oblivion. Total and completely switched off. All I know is he spoke to me, asked me questions I would normally not answer. I was switched of, and had no cares. Uninhibited. Completely under his hypnotic control. I know I wasn't aware most of the time, but there is something fun about dropping that deep that the mind switches off. I hope he does it to me again soon.
And that's when I completely slipped and lost grasp. No control to stop it. I slipped, fully and completely, and dropped into a deep mental oblivion. Total and completely switched off. All I know is he spoke to me, asked me questions I would normally not answer. I was switched of, and had no cares. Uninhibited. Completely under his hypnotic control. I know I wasn't aware most of the time, but there is something fun about dropping that deep that the mind switches off. I hope he does it to me again soon.
Pet and Assistant
Like I mentioned in the last post, it has been a while since I blogged regularly and I'm getting back in the groove - not only blogging but also being a mistress, a pet, a writer, a hypnotist, and a video producer. I've also been rather focused for days doing advertising research for me and the Master of my Mind. Before hypnosis, I was somewhat of a business woman with an entreprenuer spirit. I always have been analytical. Researching and being resourceful are some of my traits from my work experience. So I've put those skills back to work. I hope it pays off for both my master and me, Also hope he will appreciate my efforts and not overlook them.
Monday, March 11, 2013
Getting Back
I haven't blogged in about a week, partly because I got sick with a cough and sniffles. But I have caring masters that helped me feel better right away. What really has helped me get better faster is the love and get well wishes of my pets. Thank you guys for making me feel good even when my health was feeling bad. Because of all of you, I made a speedy recovery.
Monday, March 4, 2013
The Master of My Mind Trains His Pet
After all week of being busy with my pets, hypnotizing subjects and the general hustle and bustle of my regular day life, I found myself happy at the start of the day yesterday as I was looking forward to finally talking again to the Master of my Mind. It had been two weeks since we had spent any time together, so I was happily anticipating seeing him since I woke and opened my eyes Friday morning. After some of the day had passed, it was towards the late afternoon that I wanted to fit in sometime with the Master of my Heart for a bit as I was maybe not going to be able to spend time with him later that night. It also seemed ideal since the Master of my Heart had told me he would be alone at home which to me meant he would be free to talk, and since I am my master’s closest pet, I figured he surely would want to talk to me. Somehow, despite the ideal conditions for us to speak, we had problems communicating and it created a misunderstanding between us. It could have easily escalated to a big fight, but it didn’t. For that I’m grateful. Shows that we were able to handle our issue in a mature fashion. So instead of it getting heat, we both decided to listen to one another and we both had forgiving hearts that we let it go and made up before the end of the night. It made me feel good. I never want me and my master to end the night angry or resenting each other. It’s so easy for something like that to create a distance between us. I never want to grow apart from the Master of my Heart.
So Friday night came and it was time to meet with the Master of my Mind. It was really good hearing his voice again. We do get along really well, not just hypnotically and not just him as my master, and I his pet. So we spent an hour just pleasantly talking. Then as I was laughing at something Master said, I slipped. I slipped into a deep state, that’s all I know. I’m not sure what happened while I was under. All I know is I’d awake a few times, knowing I had been away while my master cheekily welcomed me back each time. Each time I found myself waking up knowing my body had been aroused in trance. I do believe my master played with me while I was under, and I know he did strengthen his control and my submission to him. If I try to remember anything from the trance, the only thing that I can recall is he got very dominant at one point, commanding me in such a dominant aggressive voice. Then I was only aware of myself mindlessly repeating that I was “just a pet”.
I feel the Master of my Mind has finally truly claimed me as his pet and that Friday night was my first formal pet training. A lot of what happened while I was with my master is a blur and can’t be remembered. But what I do remember is that he did do a thorough training. With me reciting what I was told, going deeper and deeper into obedience and submission to him. I know I started the night with the Master of my Mind doubtful that I would be able to feel his control over me and I was certain that my mind would be stubborn and would resist. The waters of my Master’s control run deep in me, deeper than I thought. And I had been so craving, wanting so much for so long to really feel the Master of my Mind really owned me. I wanted to feel connected to him. I wanted to feel he be a master to me. He was always busy. All this time there was this void in me. He had told me I was his pet way back. But mostly, all this time, I felt a bit abandoned as he was busy. It was creating a distance between us and it affected the control he used to have over me, and my obedience started to sway. But now, the Master of my Mind made clear to me that he is my Master, my owner, and I am his pet. He told me he knew I had been desiring to be closer to him. He told me he knew I had been longed to feel his presence as my Master and how I needed to feel he wanted me as his pet. He comforted me. He never made me feel like that before. It was such a new experience with the Master of my Mind. I was elated. He told me he was going to be better to me and make up for all that. I was so happy. Am so happy.
Yet even though he reinforced his control and deepened my submission and obedience to him, there is still that side of me that has never easily submitted to him or anyone. My inner mistress, my domme. He tried to test out his control on my Mistress. She resisted. It was to be expected. He wasn’t bothered though, he is familiar with the mistress in me and knew she would resist. That is why he declared that Sunday night he would train me and my inner mistress as well. We said goodnight to each other and once I hung up with him, I got to see the Master of my Heart wake up to his morning. We talked on the phone, the misunderstanding forgiven and forgotten, I relaxed for him and took that relaxation and deepened it. My mind was already ready again to drop down again from the Master of my Mind relaxing it earlier. Entranced now by the Master of my Heart, I went so very deep, slipping deeper and deeper into a black hole of submission. Then my Master made me his full time pet, always ready to drop to my knees to serve him and his needs, any time, any place.
I loved going deep for the Master of my Heart, but I was happy and just relieved we were ok.
So Friday night came and it was time to meet with the Master of my Mind. It was really good hearing his voice again. We do get along really well, not just hypnotically and not just him as my master, and I his pet. So we spent an hour just pleasantly talking. Then as I was laughing at something Master said, I slipped. I slipped into a deep state, that’s all I know. I’m not sure what happened while I was under. All I know is I’d awake a few times, knowing I had been away while my master cheekily welcomed me back each time. Each time I found myself waking up knowing my body had been aroused in trance. I do believe my master played with me while I was under, and I know he did strengthen his control and my submission to him. If I try to remember anything from the trance, the only thing that I can recall is he got very dominant at one point, commanding me in such a dominant aggressive voice. Then I was only aware of myself mindlessly repeating that I was “just a pet”.
I feel the Master of my Mind has finally truly claimed me as his pet and that Friday night was my first formal pet training. A lot of what happened while I was with my master is a blur and can’t be remembered. But what I do remember is that he did do a thorough training. With me reciting what I was told, going deeper and deeper into obedience and submission to him. I know I started the night with the Master of my Mind doubtful that I would be able to feel his control over me and I was certain that my mind would be stubborn and would resist. The waters of my Master’s control run deep in me, deeper than I thought. And I had been so craving, wanting so much for so long to really feel the Master of my Mind really owned me. I wanted to feel connected to him. I wanted to feel he be a master to me. He was always busy. All this time there was this void in me. He had told me I was his pet way back. But mostly, all this time, I felt a bit abandoned as he was busy. It was creating a distance between us and it affected the control he used to have over me, and my obedience started to sway. But now, the Master of my Mind made clear to me that he is my Master, my owner, and I am his pet. He told me he knew I had been desiring to be closer to him. He told me he knew I had been longed to feel his presence as my Master and how I needed to feel he wanted me as his pet. He comforted me. He never made me feel like that before. It was such a new experience with the Master of my Mind. I was elated. He told me he was going to be better to me and make up for all that. I was so happy. Am so happy.
Yet even though he reinforced his control and deepened my submission and obedience to him, there is still that side of me that has never easily submitted to him or anyone. My inner mistress, my domme. He tried to test out his control on my Mistress. She resisted. It was to be expected. He wasn’t bothered though, he is familiar with the mistress in me and knew she would resist. That is why he declared that Sunday night he would train me and my inner mistress as well. We said goodnight to each other and once I hung up with him, I got to see the Master of my Heart wake up to his morning. We talked on the phone, the misunderstanding forgiven and forgotten, I relaxed for him and took that relaxation and deepened it. My mind was already ready again to drop down again from the Master of my Mind relaxing it earlier. Entranced now by the Master of my Heart, I went so very deep, slipping deeper and deeper into a black hole of submission. Then my Master made me his full time pet, always ready to drop to my knees to serve him and his needs, any time, any place.
I loved going deep for the Master of my Heart, but I was happy and just relieved we were ok.
Friday, March 1, 2013
A Playful Pet and a Busy Mistress
Yesterday was one of the busiest days for me. I got a recording session done. Then I got to spend time with my new pet David who I am getting to know as a person and I'm enjoying getting closer to him as his Mistress and him as my pet. He is very thought provoking and I love that he shares his knowledge with me. My pets maybe are not aware how much I appreciate intelligence in a man. Each time I time I speak to my new pet I'm learning something I didn't know before.
Then I did a training session with my pet Dan. It's rather enjoyable to hear how affected he is by my voice and the control I have over him. He has always been the best of subjects. Obediently dropping so deep for me. Obediently emptying his mind for me so he makes more room for my words and my control. He is doing it more quickly now. Such a good pet. So pleased with him. I played with him a bit as my pet doggie. He loves this, and I so love to hear him pant and whimper.
Later into the night I got to talking to my Peter. It seems like forever since I've heard Peters voice. It was good to hear it again. Peter is the constant just like in a mathematical equation. All other factors aside, he is and always has been there. He is not my pet but he sure could be. Should be maybe. He tells me he is listening more and more to my videos. Already addicted to my voice, has been for years, if he keeps watching those videos he might soon want to call me Mistress. We'll see.
The day left me feeling a bit exhausted. Even as tired as I was though, my day would not have been complete without hearing the voice of the Master of my Heart. I was so happy when he set aside everything to spend time with me and play with me. He started his playing with me, putting me into trance, I really don't know how. He' used a trigger word I'm sure, but I don't remember it now. I know he erased it from my memory. He must have. I can't remember how I got into trance, but as he had me under, I some how started to wake slightly. I became aware of how aroused my master was trancing me, taking me deep, controlling me. I am so tuned to his arousal. Actually, I am so in tune to any man being aroused by me. I just know it so well, breathing, tone of voice, and of course my favorite, the look on their face when they are so hard, so aroused. I love that look.
I had to wake a little, knowing how aroused my Master was. And I said his trigger, and he dropped, and I took over, as best as I could, because as I already mentioned, he was turned on already. He was too turned on to really go deep for me. I went ahead and kept him aroused, until he had his release. It was so delicious just hear him reach that for me. Even now, it kind of makes me want to squirm.
But when I woke from my trance, he wasn't done with me. So directly after his release, he put me under once again. This time more dominant. This time, me, more submissive. I'm not completely sure everything that happened in trance, but I do know this: he made me a kitty twice and even a slut (usually I refuse to be called that). I lost track of how many times he made me came. Too many times to count. I hung up with my Master, smitten and glowing. I just love my Master so much. After a long day of being a Mistress, it's feels so good to hang up the Mistress for the night, and go home to him and be his pet. It feels good to go home to the Master of my Heart.
And again, dreaming of him and his voice. I don't remember much of what I dreamed about. All I know is I wanted to be closer to his voice.
So Friday night, and I have plans to see the Master of my Mind. It's been much too long since I've talked to him. So long not feeling his control over me. I wonder how affected I will be by him after this long with out him controlling me. All I know is I have missed the Master of my Mind, and I am hoping he will remind me what it means to be his pet.
Then I did a training session with my pet Dan. It's rather enjoyable to hear how affected he is by my voice and the control I have over him. He has always been the best of subjects. Obediently dropping so deep for me. Obediently emptying his mind for me so he makes more room for my words and my control. He is doing it more quickly now. Such a good pet. So pleased with him. I played with him a bit as my pet doggie. He loves this, and I so love to hear him pant and whimper.
Later into the night I got to talking to my Peter. It seems like forever since I've heard Peters voice. It was good to hear it again. Peter is the constant just like in a mathematical equation. All other factors aside, he is and always has been there. He is not my pet but he sure could be. Should be maybe. He tells me he is listening more and more to my videos. Already addicted to my voice, has been for years, if he keeps watching those videos he might soon want to call me Mistress. We'll see.
The day left me feeling a bit exhausted. Even as tired as I was though, my day would not have been complete without hearing the voice of the Master of my Heart. I was so happy when he set aside everything to spend time with me and play with me. He started his playing with me, putting me into trance, I really don't know how. He' used a trigger word I'm sure, but I don't remember it now. I know he erased it from my memory. He must have. I can't remember how I got into trance, but as he had me under, I some how started to wake slightly. I became aware of how aroused my master was trancing me, taking me deep, controlling me. I am so tuned to his arousal. Actually, I am so in tune to any man being aroused by me. I just know it so well, breathing, tone of voice, and of course my favorite, the look on their face when they are so hard, so aroused. I love that look.
I had to wake a little, knowing how aroused my Master was. And I said his trigger, and he dropped, and I took over, as best as I could, because as I already mentioned, he was turned on already. He was too turned on to really go deep for me. I went ahead and kept him aroused, until he had his release. It was so delicious just hear him reach that for me. Even now, it kind of makes me want to squirm.
But when I woke from my trance, he wasn't done with me. So directly after his release, he put me under once again. This time more dominant. This time, me, more submissive. I'm not completely sure everything that happened in trance, but I do know this: he made me a kitty twice and even a slut (usually I refuse to be called that). I lost track of how many times he made me came. Too many times to count. I hung up with my Master, smitten and glowing. I just love my Master so much. After a long day of being a Mistress, it's feels so good to hang up the Mistress for the night, and go home to him and be his pet. It feels good to go home to the Master of my Heart.
And again, dreaming of him and his voice. I don't remember much of what I dreamed about. All I know is I wanted to be closer to his voice.
So Friday night, and I have plans to see the Master of my Mind. It's been much too long since I've talked to him. So long not feeling his control over me. I wonder how affected I will be by him after this long with out him controlling me. All I know is I have missed the Master of my Mind, and I am hoping he will remind me what it means to be his pet.
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