Ok, someone ask me to write about how i feel when i am serving Master. i think one of the hardest things to do is to put into words feelings. To me, serving Him is a roller coaster of feelings, from leaving my house to meet Him, the anxiety, what will the night hold for me, will there be much beatings, to admiration, and the thought of how He makes me feel when He holds me. i am far from a pain slut, but i know when i enter that room, it really isn't my choice as to how much pain is going to be delt out. The high i get entering and feeling Him pull me to Him, is such an awesome feeling. Knowing that for the next two-three hours i will be brought up on such a sexual high.

  i am usually wet at this point, knowing His strong finger are going to be touching me, pleasing me, as i will be doing to Him.  There is the humble feeling, as i greet Him, knowing my place is at His feet. Taking His cock into my mouth, the first taste of Him, the smell of Him, always clean, fresh! The humility of kissing His feet and asshole. Then, when He places the collar, the feeling of belonging. Knowing my place is right there with Him.

  Then comes what is always my least favorite part, the whippings. Most of the time He is a gentle caring Master. Careful to not overwhelm, never making me shead a single tear. Knowing that this is my least favorite, but one of His many favorite, He uses the cat o'nine tails across my breast. This makes me flinch a little, jumping back into His strong chest, as He is usually standing behind me, holding me against Him so He can feel my reaction. Yes, there is pain associated with this, but never too much for me to handle. Then on to the bed where my ass is presented for its whipping. He stands above me, as it should be, and whips me, till He has had enough, then i turn and place His cock into my mouth, so He can whip my cunt and ass, while He gets to feel me suck harder and jump as the whip smacks across my spread asshole and cunt. This is my least favorite part! i don't like the pain. But, i take it, as it is His desire. i know afterwards though, will be my reward.

  He grabs me, pulling me up into His arms, once again, making me feel wanted. And His fingers spread my pussy lips, feeling,(even though i hate the whipping) how wet i get from Him showing me that He is in control and will take what He wants. Then the sexual high once again, as He rubs and fingers my clit and pussy, always bringing me that orgasm that i have been waiting for. That feeling, as anyone who has has an orgasm, is like a rush, total high!

  Then, back to serving Him, pleasing Him.  Being His sexual object, seeking to fulfill His every desire. i guess the easiest way to describe this, is feeling as an object, just something there to make Him happy. Sucking, licking Him, anywhere He desires... A living washcloth in a sense. Used to please Him, tease Him, over and over. my tongue, His demands.

  When He pisses in my mouth, honestly it's a turn on. Knowing that i am there just to please Him, allowing Him to piss on me, and fill my mouth with His urine. It is something that i had desired secretly for years. Someone to use me, abuse me, for their needs. It is humiliation, shame, knowing that i am drinking someone's waste, being pissed all over as He aims His urine all over my body and face.  The warmth of it, covering me. It's a feeling unlike any other. 

 Then, when He cums, either on my chest, across  my face, or into my open waiting mouth, it adds to that feeling of humility. But the sense of knowing, that this is where i belong. Under His care, under His feet, under His ass, where He chooses for me to be...