You are Mine

When you arrive at my door an envelope awaits you with a leather satchel hanging from the door "strip, in the satchel you will find a leather collar and a black thong put it on, come up the stairs and find me I am waiting" As you enter you see a bottle of wine and a wine glass waiting on the table. The hall and stairs are dark dancing with a faint light of the fireplace. Upstairs, I sit in plush chair between a corner shower and a large marble tub. Entering with eyes down, holding the base of my glass with the palm of your hand you kneel before me and kiss my feet. I dismiss you with a snap in the direction of the tub and instruct you to bathe me and prepare me for the evenings pleasures. You disrobe your Goddess and bathe me. Washing my long enveloping hair as you massage my scalp and body. My flesh now dry and kissed with the scent of lotion, a sheer robe is all that I desire you to dress me in this evening. I instruct you to go down to the dungeon kneel on all fours and wait for your Goddess.
I enter (wearing my black leather boots laced up my calves, a red lace bra and thong peaks out from under my leather corset my hair pulled back tightly into a ponytail) and find you restless but obedient. Eyes returning to the implements I have laid out on the table. I give your pretty little ass a smack commanding your "eyes down" as I press the naked flesh of my ass against your bare back. Running my fingers through your hair as we speak "I see you have noticed the toys for the evening, how do they make you feel?" your voice is soft and timid " Yes, Goddess. anxious Goddess." I giggle softly, sadistically " That is a good thing, I notice you cant take your eyes off of one' my voice growing sharper 'even as I commanded you to lower your eyes." I smack your ass a second time and you quickly lower your head. "Which one has you in its power." Your voice cracks as you express your fear to answer. " The scalpel Mistress, it frightens me and yet I want it to penetrate my flesh." I stand and walk over to the table bringing back a black leather blindfold "You are mine" I whisper into your ear as I lower the blindfold over your eyes and kiss your temple softly. You whisper a soft and submissive "yes Mistress, I am yours Mistress." I place your cuffs on each wrist and ankle chaining them to the anchors in the floor. With the rustling of the chain, the click of the lock in your collar and my fingers through your hair, your head lowers and your body relaxes and submits into the restraints. I prepare the implements and return to your limp welcoming body trembling slightly in fear. Tracing your thighs, up over your ass and down your back with my nails your body purrs at my touch as your head rolls side to side I hear a soft moan release from your lips. The intensity of my scratch becomes a deep hard slice sensation as a hot thick wetness releases from your back and down to your chest. With each slice you feel it penetrate your flesh, the warmth of its wetness as it paints your flesh, the sound of it dripping into hard stone floor. My blade finds your perfect little ass and you feel yourself release and begin to fly. A soft leather glove begins to trace your arms and face, along your wet flesh, over your ass and down your thighs. I spank you hard with the other side of the glove and it bites hard like a dozen needles kissing you at once. With that, The "A" I branded into your flesh comes to life with a vibrant red in a sea of tiny red stars on your ass. You moan and hiss in intense pleasurable pain and I giggle softly in return " You like my vampire gloves don't you sub?" All you feel now is your Mistress, the brilliant light that holds you and the wetness that dances along your flesh as my fingers use it as finger paint on your skin.
The palm of my hand makes a loud wet smack against your ass and you arch your back welcomingly and wanting more. Thick and heavy tails thud softly at first but with each strike the intensity grows against your tender wet back and ass. "Give me a number sub." you softly but firmly say " five Mistress, thank you Mistress." I bring the tails down hard against your flesh and your fingers find your chains and call out " 5 Mistress, Thank you Mistress" I kiss your flesh with the buffalo tails teasing you hesitating between its kisses knowing how it torments you. Your ass reaching out to me and the sound of it echoes against your flesh as I bring it down upon you again. You hiss and grip your chains but do not call out. "Such a good little sub" I say as I raise flogger but only to drop the tails onto your calves gently, tracing your body with its heavy powerful leather. Running it along your arms, back and off your ass I bring it back hard and it cracks as you tighten against its bite. "4 Mistress, 4 Mistress, thank you Mistress." The carved brand on your ass is now brilliant with a red outline and stars in an ice blue sky of flesh. I praise you again and we count them off until you have one final blow. I walk around your brilliantly colored body, running my fingers through your hair I caress you under the chin and bring your face up to me. I allow you to nuzzle into my red laced and now wet silk breathing in my sweet smell as I stroke your hair and praise your submission. I snap my finger and you lower your head again "last one" I whisper "so make it count." I rhythmically dance its tails against your back and ass until you raise your ass to me. I slice the tails against the back of your thighs and though you hesitate you call out "0 Mistress, Thank you Mistress." I remove your chains wrapping you in a blanket and with water bottle in hand you curl up into me with your head on my lap. I hold you and stroke your hair, you are safe and loved. Once able to get up I lead you upstairs and instruct you to remove my shoes and clothing as well as your thong. The hot water against your back and welted ass feels as soothing as it does painful as I clean you off and hold you under my chin in my safe arms. You ask me for a kiss and I look down to see a smiling face illuminating with a brilliant light. I kiss you tenderly and get you dried off but before I can I wrap you in a robe you are at the mirror examining your back and ass. You notice the branding right away and thank me but question where were all the cuts you know you felt at least a half a dozen. I explain that aside from the branding everything else was broken credit card and microwaved Carroll syrup. " Thank you Mistress" you say as I place the warm heavy robe around you as it gently bites you grazing your skin. I caress your face and kiss you deeply " You are mine" I say and you respond with a nod and that smile you smile. " Did you enjoy smelling the pleasure this evening has brought me?" I ask, you nod again this time with a fire in your eyes. I kiss you again softy and point to the ground where you kneel before me, dropping my towel with my hand against the back of your head I pull your face into my wet silk "clean your Mistress."

I dream of you

Its late and I just received a box of fantastic cigars from my submissive. I poor myself a glass of my favorite wine and with a good book and lap blanket in hand I am outside taking in the crisp evening air after an afternoon of rain. I carefully snip the cigar almost ritualistically taking in the cigar visually, its shape, color, size and manor in which it separates as I slice a clean perfect cut at its tip. I dip the freshly sliced tip into my wine just enough to whisper its smooth velvety wetness into the now penetrated cigar. I light a cedar wood match, the sound is almost ceremonial as the scratching hisses into a flame. I roll the cigar now between my lips and consume the tip in its entirety with the matches flame, with each puff the smoke increases until the tip is evenly lit and glowing with vibrant shades of reds and oranges. I  release the first puff into my wine glass and watch it dance and swirl against the glass and the ambrosia within. The smoke lingers fighting all laws of nature to disperse. They are now lovers and as I take a sip and breath the cigar smoke into my body I feel the two make love on my tongue and it is heaven. Wrapped in a blanket my mind paints the images of the words as I pull them from my my book creating the characters faces, the lights and sounds of the bar and the submissive boy behind the bar eagerly serving the Goddess he desires. The combination of the love making within my mouth, the crisp air on my skin and the words that transport me all fall away when I read the words "she pressed her fingers to her lips and said I can feel your desire. It scalds me. I know you want to kiss me and I'm afraid I wont be able to stop you." Everything else fades away and all I see is you, I am on my knees in the crisp night air not unlike tonight's, under the well lit night sky just off the freeway for all to see me worshiping my Masters cock. I look into your eyes and ask what my little one heart desires above all else, "Sir, may I please have a kiss before you fill me up and my kiss is no longer desirable to you". You looked at me with eyes of gentle confusion and asked "why do you hunger for my lips"? That wasn't the only time you asked me that question and it found a place in mind attaching itself to your memory..."why do you hunger for my lips". My cigar is now out and wine consumed and with that I feel the hour catch up with me and find my place in bed next to the dog and cat already asleep and wake up just enough to express their irritation that I have disturbed their rest. The wine makes for a smooth transition into sleep, so much so that the reality that it is a dream is as lost as I am within it. I am at a play party and have played here many times both as a Top and bottom, my hair giving my head space away. Those who know how I play recognize that and seek me out if my hair matches their mood. My hair is up a sign that I am in a Top head space, my hair is only down at a party to make it available to my Top to pull and quickly snap me into a primal mindset. I am with a bottom with whom I have played with many times before and know what it is she desires from our scene. I clean up the blood and cum from our area as she sips her water and we set a call time tomorrow when I will check in on her for after care. Cigar in hand I join my fellow Tops, the air is filled with leather, smoke and power.  I see you, walking through the crowd and they melt away into a blur and there is only you. I am hit with a primal energy and I find myself hunting you, I hunger for you and if I have my way you will be mine for the night. I lose sight of you as you walk through the tarp set up to block out the play from the vanilla world. The light is brilliant as it hits me leaving the tarp and I do not question it, We are in a business district with a small acre of grass and stones at the center of the buildings. Business men and women are rushing past me late for meeting and lunches not noticing my fetish attire but smiling at me and saying their hellos. The sun kisses your bald head and the light catches my eye and I have once again found you. The closer I get to you the greater your powerful energy grows around me, I am in Top space and want you for my toy. Just a touch away, your eyes find mine and you smile your smile and softly but firmly say "come here little one." I kneel at your feet my hair now down over a leather collar and kisses my soft blue nightie down my back. I feel your hand stroke my head and I am no longer Mistress I am only your little one. Your powerful hand throws my leg against your shoulder and as you first enter me consuming my silk, owning my body. My fingernails gently grip your neck and head as I lose my breath and for that moment the ability to stand as my back arches with a orgasmic like pain that is over too quickly. People walk by, I can feel their gaze but I feel nothing but sub space. I feel you not in a dream sense but with the true intensity of our past reality. I beg for your lips on mine and again you question me, I feel your lips on mine as your tongue dances along mine teasing me and I could cum from this kiss alone. I cry out a scream of ecstasy as I feel you cum inside me hard, your hand gripping my quivering calf tightly and I lose the strength to stand on my own. I lose track of time in your arms as you stroke my head watching people bustling around us. I feel a strange and subtle sensation like a veil being lifted. I sink into your chest and kiss it tenderly moving my way down your body with a hunger to worship your cock and drink you in for hours like I used to. The closer I get the thinner the veil becomes and reality is sinking in that this is dream. I fight it, I am not ready to wake up but it cannot be forced. Your gone now I am dressed again as a Top and am back within the circle of leather and smoke and finally in bed with the sun filling my room with the reality that you are not there. Only the wetness our visit remains and the words "why do you hunger for my kiss?" I roll over to find a message from you teasing me about my previous message and I smile knowing that you are not fully gone.
Once again it is that time for me to rest and though I know I will not get to return to my dreams of last night I welcome the rest it will bring and as I drift off I am brought again to to words "why do you hunger for my lips" and I am gone.

Spirit Guide

In the past when trying to see my spirit guide I would meditate and enter into a room and feel that my guide was near but Large eagle wings would covers my face and hide my eyes every time. I was unable to see anything but defined brilliant wings. With the help of a spiritual navigator I started in a meditative state and left my body and felt the freedom of being without a shell, I finally released and flew, through the apartment out into the parking lot, over the road and cars. I flew higher, past the Utah smog and into the night sky. I look bellow and saw the lights of the city, trees and the oceans. Higher and higher breaking through a burst of light and I find myself one with the stars, around the rings of Saturn around the sun feeling the warmth against my face. In the distance I see a black hole. Its incredible the swirling whites, blues, greens and every color in between surrounding this hole that draws me in. I feel drawn to it and compelled to let it consume me. I without hesitation soar through its marvel. I burst through the other side and its unlike anything Ive ever seen. The planets are large and spectacular. Brilliant colors and made of love and light. A planet pulls me in like a call home. I enter the planet and it feels welcoming and soothing no pollution or smog and the planet bursts with vibrant colors deep blue water crisp lush and green trees. Its incredible as I soar through the mountains and the trees vibrant with pink and orange as the sun sets in the east welcoming in the 2 brilliant and large moons from the west. Everything is natural organic and beautiful, everything but a very the large and breathtaking castle. I sore around the castle taking it all in. The windows all burst with stain glass. I soar around searching for an entry and see a double wooden door in the high center pillar. I settle on the north tower that connects to the center pillar. I feel the cool stone beneath my feet, I follow the path to the center pillar while taking in the surroundings the wonder the beauty. I enter through the heavy double doors and walk through the cathedral top hallway. The evening's final light filling the room with color, warmth and brilliance. Up ahead I see a spiral staircase leading down into a large room that awaits me. I follow the stair case down taking in the brilliance and the light streaming in from the stain glass. The room is filled with rugs of every shape and size from Native American leathers to woven Indi rugs. I feel the different textures under my feet as I walk towards the hallway of doors and high vaulted ceilings. The hallway is dark though I see every detail as I walk the long stretch past the doors of dark wood and metal handles. I see a spectacular and brilliant light coming from the door just ahead, As I stand before it the brilliant door highlighted in such light I can make out only one word on the door "Aiyana" and feel an overwhelming knowledge that I finally remembered my true name who I truly am its indescribable, I take a deep breath and push the heavy doors open. I enter the room that contains only a small bird in the corner. The heavy doors close behind me as though filling with a thick and powerful smoke like light it fills the room a brilliant pink with streams of white and blue. I look for the bird however the bird now gone and I take in the light and open my heart and mind to what ever I may see in this room. A dark shadow of a man and large mass next to it walks towards me. The color dissolves into the background though still prevalent no longer consuming my room and mind. The figure becomes more defined and clear. A faceless Native American man walks towards me with his hand on the back of a large magnificent and beautiful male lion. He presents the lion to me and with a hand over his chest disappears. I know this man, but it is not our time I am here to meet him, My guide, My Lion, my totem is a Lion. I feel surprised and yet a feeling that I already knew this knew him, I thank him for his guidance and love. I ask to be allowed to see him again feel his energy again Without a definitive answer I am drawn to him everything in my heart telling me to walk towards him. I approach my large and powerful lion and feel his hair tickle my face as he wraps his magnificent paw around my back and pulls me close I am consumed with heavy and powerful love that seems to ground me while his large paw and muscles are tightly around me. Hearing a loud and loving purr escape out of his chest and into mine. I step back still feeling him consume me. He sits proudly in front of me chest out and face focused and strong. I need not ask what to do or say we understand each other. I can feel it becoming time to leave him and though I feel sadness to part from him I feel strong and confident that he is not going far. He looks me in the eyes and turns to walk away. With every step he dissolves into the stonewall. I collect myself as the light begins to dissolve and turn towards the double doors. I walk through the doors and enter the hallway not really noticing much, my mind and heart still in the room. I begin up the staircase and exit the double doors leading me to star filled sky. The castle brilliantly lit up without lanterns or lights, a brilliant white. The surrounding land dark barely lit up by the large almost yellow moons. The sky breathtaking with stars and large indescribable planet so close I could almost touch it just by reaching out. I step out to the ledge of the North tower and into the nights sky. I am larger now somehow more brilliant myself. I sore through the night sky and into the atmosphere leaving the beautiful planet behind me. I make my way through black hole into our universe. I make my way to the planet my body calls home and find my way through mountains and city lights to my neighborhood. I fly through the parking lot and into my apartment and over my body. Exactly where I left it still breathing and motionless only a tear moves. I make my way over my body's head and poor myself into it feeling like a melon squeezing through a mustard jar I take it slowly not to throw myself into shock. My shoulders feel heavy my body now tight and full. It is hard to be back into a tight shell after being free. I am back, my eyes taking too long to adjust. I weep uncontrollably missing my castle my guide my home away from home. My guide told me he led me as far as the black hole and felt strongly I was able to continue on my own. Asked what I saw and told me the room filled with a pink and pale blue ora and a powerful energy was present.  I made my way to my book shelf and find the "Animal speak" book and look up my lion. The first thing I read is that eagles are lions earthly opponent. I research the name Aiyana to find it means eternally blooming and is a common Native American word and is common with all tribes so the name itself is faceless or without specific identifiers