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It’s been a while since I checked in with you all. I guess the popular social media applications promotes tardiness with my blogging. While I work on my blogging skills, here’s a lovely review written to me by a regular visitor. This particular submissive is one who allows me freedom to take sessions in what ever direction I wish to. Cross dressing and feminization isn’t something I often engage in, but on this occasion it fit well with the rules of my game….
Review
‘Visiting Mistress Alex for a session starts with excitement and anticipation from the moment the appointment is scheduled. The catharsis of submitting myself to discipline and pain, the joy of finding new quirks in my sexuality and the realisation of years of kink and fetish curiosity all have me eagerly anticipating Mistress’ entry into the room. Standing there, freshly showered and naked, those 10 mins don’t go by quickly enough. And yet despite this, I seize up at the slightest question. Still so self-conscious, but hopefully making progress.
“Stop overthinking everything” I tell myself repeatedly.
A hand across my chest and just barely grazing my neck. Heaven. Mistress hoists my arms and ties off my cock and balls. I’ve been in this position before and know what’s coming, Mistress expertly attaches clamps to my nipples. A hood is placed over my head and then the crack of a cane on the bed nearby readies me for the discipline I have been craving.
12 strokes total, a couple extra for failing to count them off as I have been trained to do. Mistress tells me to breathe through the pain. I follow her lead and feel sensations radiate over and through my body. The overthinking has subsided. That is until Mistress begins unlacing her corset. A sigh of relief accompanies its removal and a grin follows. “Your turn.”
Mistress had previously hinted at this type of play. In one particular session, as I was kneeling before her worshipping her feet, she offered, “You’re quite feminine aren’t you?”. I have no idea what I responded, but it was likely vague and overwrought. Letting go is still a work in progress.
Today was no exception. “What should your girl name be?” Mistress asks. Partly because I haven’t thought of it before and partly because I’m desperately searching the corners of my mind for a cute, sexy girl’s name with no connection to anyone I know, I come up empty.
“Bethany?” Mistress Alex offers, followed by several other options both cute and funny.
“Samantha?” I perk up at that suggestion but say nothing, and I now have work to do, deciding on a name before we meet again,
Throughout the remainder of the session Mistress deftly and expertly explores this idea further. On all fours, a rope tied around my torso and tethered to the bed frame keeping me in position while her fingers penetrate me, she talks about dressing me up in something ‘pink and frilly’, calls me a ‘whore’, and as always, I find myself drunk on pleasure and possibility. I like feeling this way – my brain is still working overtime, but the sensations and emotions i’m experiencing do their job to balance it out.
Release comes and while welcome, it signifies the end of our session which is always bittersweet. We chat like we always do about books, and life, a wonderful way to wind down, and Mistress suggests we explore cross dressing in future sessions. I agree and as she walks me back out to the car park, I’m already scouring my mind for the next possible date and opportunity.
Thank you Mistress Alex.’
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Mistress Alex