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Mistress StayStill - Her name only tells half the story - 10/16/2008 9:58:43 PM

GaryAdams

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I had one desire, it was the same fantasy that I'd rehearsed over and over again in my head since I was 12-years-old, to be tied, so that I could not move and to have a cruel woman punishing me, while I could not get fight back at all. Mistress Alex finally fulfilled my fantasy in a way no one else ever has.

I've had other girls tie me up before, but it always felt like it was for me and not for them. I needed this to be her desire, because I needed to fill that the moment I gave up the control, it was her passion that would decide what was to happen. Mistress Alex met and exceeded what I had imagined.

She picked out a mask for me and a gag. I wasn't really sure that I would be comfortable with the gag under the mask, but she gave me a clear signal, that I could use to use my safety word. What I didn't expect was just how immobile she could make me. I provided a massage table and she had me lay on it nude. She put the helmet and gag on me and kept checking the airway to make sure I could breathe. Then, she connected my arms to a bar she ran under the table and the collar, that was built into the helmet, was somehow connected under the table as well. I couldn't tell how.

Likewise, she spread my thighs apart and connected them under the table but with my knees bent and pulled down. Once she had done this, I could feel how my package was sticking up in the air and was suddenly became aware at just what I'd asked for. I'd sent email after email about how I fantasized about CBT. She told me she was a sadist, but then I allowed her to put me in this position. How stupid a male am I?

I asked for the experience to be a long one, and I'll be honest, I did lose track of time. She kept bringing me back and forth between that point right before you lose control and cum and letting me hang there and the point where I wanted to scream out my safeword because of the torment. I felt totally swallowed up and lost in her world.

Since this night, I can't quit thinking about what it felt like to be in her hands. To actually experience the things I'd dreamed about. I want more and more of her and I want to give her more and more of myself.