Secret Dedication

Mesmerizing distance

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Tue, 17 Jul 2018 16:14:00 +0000

Inside your mind but far away, like an unknown, distant galaxy. You explore, get explored, being scanned like an object, without having any name anymore, without being someone, now you're no-one. A piece of a slave, surrendered its free will to the power of a mesmerizing Goddess.

She has already captivated your mind, now she conquers your sexual energy. It's all hers, the times you owned it are over. Your only desire is to please your mistress, go for her beyond the limits of your load capacity, making you totally naked, not just physically. You desire to offer her your submissive soul and life: you offer her total power over you, hoping she will use you, exploit you for her greatest pleasure and joy. You are a piece of nothing out of which she drains all. You're a sacrifice.

You will not be lucky until every atom of your existence has surrendered to her very being, until it will be dedicated to her agenda. You're fantasizing about being her pet, her pig, her slave, her sissy - however she wants you. Any resistance you could have has melted under her intriguing presence that captured your mind. A view into her piercing eyes, listening to her enchanting voice, her demands like coming from a succubus moving under your skin.

There's no way out anymore, you're trapped, her prey, and she will do with you what she wants. And there's nothing more you crave for. You're ready, to be whatever she wants. There's no distance anymore, although she's far like a distant shining star.

The fate of the paypig

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Sat, 07 Jul 2018 01:10:00 +0000

You feel her disregard, she doesn't take the slightest notice of you, even the dirt under her feet would be more noticed. There seems to be nothing you have to impress her, no hope for just a tiny bit of her attention. You're too pathetic that she wouldn't even be interested to have you as her obedient slave, to tease you and have you in chastity, torture you with her omnipresent sexual energy or have control over your cock. Which cock? That limp thing that lost its life a long time ago? What would you give to become one of her slave objects, sacrifice yourself to her entertainment, to please her sadistic lust? But as strong as your desire as strong is her disregard. You just don't exist in her world of kinkiness, you're not considered.

As this is the story of your life you compensate your inherited loser nature into earning money, being a successful wage slave. You know how to creep in front of bossy characters, do what they demand, and you learned how to make a profit for others. Temporarily you could hide your pathetic nature behind your ability to earn money, but in front of genuine superior beings, your true loser nature was always revealed fast.

So what remains for a creature like you to plead for attention? Offering and sacrificing what you don't deserve anyway: your money! As she recognizes you worm for brief moments, slight compassion arises behind her contempt, and she opens the door just a little crack. Why not upgrading this wage slave to a money slave?

So she gives you the opportunity to crave for her attention, and she opens the door to her Paypal account, which will become your almost sacred connection to her. You will spoil her as you can, sacrifice everything to her, offer her all you have and you are, in the hope to get these glimpses of attention, of becoming a paypig in her zoo...

Under her feet

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Wed, 04 Jul 2018 10:07:00 +0000

You just stare, stare at this perfection of creation, visible but behind the veil, surrounded by nylon, distant and not touchable. Your fantasy goes crazy, just imagining these little toes, tasted by your tongue, in the beginning just cautiously, but soon your whole mouth wants to devour, to savor every tiny bit.

You see yourself kneeling naked in front of her, under her feet, her left foot slowly drawing circles around your hungry mouth, lifting your chin, opening your mouth. Her tiny foot enters that hole and moves around, fills your mouth almost taking your breath. Your tongue wanders between those toes, licking every little one with absolute attention and presence, time seems to stop. And while your pleasure is at the peak your cock is growing bigger and bigger.

"Where are you?" you hear her asking from distance. "Under your feet, mistress." Her voice brought you back into your physical reality in which you're aroused and horny to the edge and her, unreachable like a goddess but everpresent. Taking over your mind and allowing you to touch your cock, with your hands, and your hands transform into her feet, grabbing the boner, kicking your balls, first softly then with more power, leaving a light impression of a short and sharp pain. This pain is of such sweetness and you increasingly get closer to the edge of dissolving, under her feet, into her presence.

"Where are you?" she asks you again, "Under your feet, mistress, in total surrender to you, standing on the edge of joy and pleasure." You don't expect anything, as she loves to have you in this edgy space. But then, she surprisingly said "Jump over the edge, and spread your face with that juice of deep desire and lust, sacrifice it to me." and without thinking you just do as she told. The explosion is strong and powerful, your whole body vibrating, releasing the tension of arousal that was stored for a long time.

"Where are you?" "In heaven mistress, under your feet."

All I want - Total dedication

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Fri, 29 Jun 2018 22:15:00 +0000

There is no escape from my control,

you're craving for dissolution,

being lead by a force that is stronger than you,

superior to you,

that empties you and takes intelligent control of your life,

makes an object out of you,

an entertaining object,

a serving object.

You become what I want,

pleasure and pain,

suffering and ecstasy,

lust and denial of lust.

Your life in my hands,

on my leash,

I walk you where I want you to walk,

take you on a journey beyond your will,

your powerless will.

From all sides,

you will be surrounded

by my presence,

mesmerizing, sublime, inescapable.

There is no personal desire anymore,

the only desire is to surrender to me,

to be my slave,

my property,

dedicated to my wellbeing,

to my existence.

And then, when your personal desire is emptied,

there arises space,

to become delight out of your nothingness,

my delight.

Do what I want.

Blowjob in chastity

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Mon, 25 Jun 2018 16:15:00 +0000

It's the fourth day of a 24/7 chastity experience in a row, and she made it really hard for you, hard like your cock pushing against its narrow boundaries. There were challenging tasks that made your imprisonment a heaven and hell at once, sending you those delicious pictures of her tiny exquisite feet, forcing you to watch porn that drove you almost insane, having intensely and delicately tormenting chats of tease and denial. Your cock became a piece of torturing, demanding space for its greatness but humiliated in its tight cage, juices dripping cravingly out of its prison, leaving traces of delightful torture in your pants.

Today she commanded you to the phone. Her mesmerizing deep and smooth decisive voice, demanding from you to play with your anal dildo, arousing this male g-spot inside you until the point of almost total intolerableness. You were sweating, craving, pleading that this tantalizing treatment shall find its relief, at the same time hoping this plateau of unbearable ecstasy will never end.

Concurrently, she whispered like the devil into your receptive ears how she'd sit on your face, her legs widely spread, your cock raging against its imprisonment, the dildo at work and her hot wetness spreading all over your face, taking your breath, she blew your mind like a cock. Satori was so close, for intense moments you lost the boundaries of who you are, where you are, no-one anymore, not even a slave, dissolving into the sensation, this fluidity, wetness, arousal, deep lust and cravingly torment.

When she left you, exhausted, unrelieved, and hornier than ever before, and your mind came slowly back again, and you asked yourself: where did reality end and the mindfuck start?

My Tumblr Slave

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Sat, 16 Jun 2018 20:42:00 +0000

You take a last view into the mirror, your raw pale nakedness is just interrupted by some nylons you are wearing, and a tiny little dress that rather appears like a sexy apron. Your skin is smooth, no bodily hair has left after you shaved every little inch of your ravenously aroused body. You put a mask on, and lipstick, a deeply saturated red that demonstrates the slut that lives deep inside you.

Your circle of followers grew already, it's not just HER anymore who is observing you. Many fellow kinksters are tracing you, sharing the same deviant pleasures and probably envy you for having a mistress who sometimes encourages, sometimes forces you to show and share the depths of your secret naughty nature in front of an ever-growing audience.

Today she ordered you to make a slutty video show, fucking your hungry butthole with a dildo. Still, you're wearing an analplug as you prepared your ass to receive a slightly huger plastic cock as you were used to. Enlarging your boundaries, she said. She wants to see you in lustful pain, wants to see your juice leaking out of your already bulging cock while it slowly gets closer and closer to explode. There's just one condition: you have to give her your full ecstasy, your cock will just get relieved when reaching the height of an anal orgasm.

Your excitement became nearly unbearable now. She's already on, watching you like from a distant star, connected via the channel of communication that became almost like a sanctuary to you. Her charmingly mean comments to you, her devilish smile, her curiously piercing eyes and you sitting in front of your webcam, excited and scared like a child. She pays compliments to your precise shave and your smooth looking skin. Your lipstick is a little too much, drawn over the edges of your lips, exactly as she wants it to be.

A sudden "go" is her short command for you to start your performance. You start a warm-up by putting that dildo into your mouth, surrounding it with your vulgarly looking red lips. licking it shyly with your tongue. While in the first moments it feels a little odd you take a short look at her observing position on the other side of your channel. A short gesture means you to let go your inhibition. So you close your eyes, just having HER in mind and now you start to give a one of a kind plastic blow-job. As if this artificial cock would be the most delicious thing in the world you lick it, devour it, lower it slowly down deep in your throat, you almost choke. A short view towards her observation space shows you that she seems to like what you offer her to perceive.

Her silent acknowledgment makes your cock juicy, and your ambition to let go all of your inhibitions to present her a brilliant naughty ass-fucking performance just rises. Slowly you remove the wet plastic cock out of your filthy mouth. Remove slowly the buttplug from your now prepared fuckhole, are ready to take that hard plastic phallus into your ravenous depth, are ready to cum like a supernova...

Beyond the mirror

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Tue, 12 Jun 2018 18:44:00 +0000

Your craving getting mirrored
With nonchalance
Equanimity
Your desire is seen
Ignored
Sweating, deep breaths,
Tantalizing teasing
And denial
Go far, you have to go far
Until endurance
becomes ecstasy

Forced chastity by a succubus

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Mon, 11 Jun 2018 20:42:00 +0000

Days passed by since you were balancing on the edge of your horny wet desire, but instead of release the cruelty just increased. Although she promised you to be allowed to release that enormous sexual pressure soon, she changed her mind. First, you were assuming to be punished for some yet unknown mistake, so you submissively asked her for what you'd deserve the not questioned punishment. But it was indeed no punishment! She just loves so much to challenge you with more horniness and suffering. Sadistic devilishness!

So now you endure in that narrow tight chastity cage since already three days, your cock between the sensation to be blown up to almost explode and desperate surrender to its imprisonment. Your delicate suffering disturbed by her unpredictably reaching out to control so you have to prove you wouldn't dismiss her order: photographing your caged cock immediately to show her well-locked property. Not always that easy, but you managed to prove almost always in time. Just once you were late due to an annoying business meeting, ánd so she added 4 rounds of this edgy and cruel masturbation-without-release" practice. Oh boy, you still wonder how you managed to put that prick back again into its place to be; loads of cold water and watching that kind of porn that just erases all of your horniness and transforms your cock back into a tiny limp creature.

The nights are a challenge, her "lullabies" are not made to give you sweet cozy dreams but arousing fantasies, that guide you slowly into torturing wet dreams in which superior female entities take control of your whole being, making you their obedient inferior slave, depending on their will and mercy. Every part of your body, every orifice is conquered and turned to be just their tool of use, their toy of pleasure, their property of lust and duty. Not that they'd just ravish you physically, they'd also take over your mind. Sitting on your face, taking your breath, choking and humiliating you, these succubi penetrate and invade each atom of yours and program you to be theirs in the depths of your cells.

What brings you back into this realm of your daily reality where you have to obey her orders of chastity is the painful tightness of your locked cock. Not yet time to get up for work but there's no thought of sleeping anymore. So you move your aroused mind and body to take a shower, coming to the ground of your scheduled reality. Sending her a picture of your cock in craving delicious torture for release. Taking a cold fresh shower, with the hope this cruel excitement will never end, hoping it will find the release of the peak.

Towards the edge -Tease and Denial

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Sat, 09 Jun 2018 20:44:00 +0000

How strong is that sensation, you just want to flood everything with your juice, can't think of anything else, just wanting to spread every fluid part of yourself over everything but no, it's up to her and she wants you to suffer in your very heat. Since two days she sends you from edge to edge, from peak to peak, transforming into a plateau, without release, tease and denial. In the beginning, it made you just horny but now you feel like an animal, almost not able to control this deep urge to jerk off. But no way, just thinking of the punishment.

So now you are sitting with yourself, in the last place you'd desire to be right now, surrounded by the most intense horniness, holding your hard and wet cock in your hand, reading her last message again, a brief order, so much wanted and feared at once.

You just sent her the picture of the surrounding, a ladies restroom. Just imagining one of those posh

ladies peeing next to your cabin could be her. The splashing sounds make you crazy and just increase the sensation of being her property. What just would you give to have her close, being under her observance!

While your imagination drives you crazy you continue your edgy masturbation practice and film your hot red cock discreetly being tortured by yourself through her. She wants you to hit the edge 6 times, and you already reached the 4th. The lady next door flushes the toilet and leaves the space with the sound of clacking high heels, washing her hands, then a break, maybe she's tracing her lipstick, and you imagine the full and juicy lips of the mistress.

After the lady left, you feel a little under pressure as you have to attend a meeting soon and not wanting another lady to disturb the silence between you, your cock and the order. The 6th edge becomes very hard and you already lose some drops of your juice. You feel your sexual urge driving you crazy, this Goddess possessing your body and mind, and also the need to control your desire as you'd soon have to shift into another reality, the reality of your unwanted lust where this slave entity you are now is not welcome.

So you take some deep breaths, fill yourself up with this amount of arousing and unreleased energy, leave this for you forbidden place secretly and transform into that being, adjusted to everyday tasks...

The Bliss of Surrender

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Wed, 06 Jun 2018 20:39:00 +0000

You really have reached your edge, at least it intensely feels like that. You can't take even any little more, your cock is bulging, so dense and tight, you are so close to exploding, but yet you are not allowed to, so you feel like to implode.

You would do anything now, to please her, to satisfy her, to make her release this tight control over your cock. You are craving her attention but she is just ignoring you. This ignorance is the greatest torture, however, you know she's enjoying your suffering from distance, not giving you any observance but being close in her awareness to you. This makes your torture just worse as it arouses you tremendously. Giving her pleasure, no matter how, the slightest attempt means just grace for you.

So now you're sitting here in your car, where she ordered you, on a public parking place with your trousers open, your cock like an arrow reaching out. Waiting, for any message from her, any instruction, any sign what to do, any sign of hope of release, of reward for your obedience.

People walk by, but don't take any notice of you yet, thrilling. Your mind just goes crazy, slowly, overwhelmed by this intense horniness and fear of being seen like you are, now, raw and at her mercy. You are sure you cannot endure this much longer, and that moment your mobile vibrates. A message from her. As you read with excitement she demands another five edgy masturbation rounds, but without cumming. Any note of when this will find a happy end? Nothing. "Surrender to intensity", that's all she responds, "and let me join you live, now, make a videotransmission".

Your eyes gaze over the parking place, no-one is close, you switch on your camera, her face with the mean adorable smile compensates you for the brief disappointment to not cum and so you start, ambitious, close to the edge. And while you almost reach that point of no return you let go, you surrender to this incredible tension of sexual energy flowing through your body, rising up your spine, turning your brain into a state of ecstasy. Still not, still not but then you see her piercing eyes, cold and warm at once, smiling at you and laughing at you, humiliating you and teaching you humbleness, your mind is all hers, your will is all hers...

The Spirit of the Mistress

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Mon, 04 Jun 2018 20:41:00 +0000

The Mistress will bring you down, down to the ground, shattering your ego and desires, so you'll just serve HER, you'll crave to serve HER. And then she'll bring you high, a realm of the delight of being no-one except HER possession.

Forget for moments of eternity the mundane purpose of your limited identity, your real purpose is to serve, to endure, to bring joy - HER. She will take over your mind, slowly and gently, like a siren, attract you into the wild waters that can drown you. You'll become her prey and your desire will be revealed, deeply, opened.

First, you'd think it's just about your horniness, about getting profoundly into that sexual tension and arousal, towards the edge. But it goes even deeper. Your mind opens up and reveals whats secretly hidden in your subconscious realms, you become more and more all HERS. While you seem to still function in your mundane daily life your mind gets obsessed when she gives you the slightest attention. One time she starves you, another she floods you. There's no measurement you can count on, just her unpredictable moods, goodwill, mercy and torturing playfulness.

Like a succubus she enters your mind, allures you sublimely with her well-considered words and tasks, she feeds you with well-measured attention and disregard, you lose yourself deeper in that delightful, haunting abyss of submission and dedication.

Whenever you feel the urge to get out because you seem to not be able to take any more you just want to get in, deeper...

Blind date on command

noreply@blogger.com (Secret Dedication) — Sun, 03 Jun 2018 17:20:00 +0000

You're waiting in excitement. She seems to be an attractive transgender as far as you can tell from the pictures she sent you. Mistress wants you to have an adventurous kinky evening out with a random stranger you meet via craigslist.

Now you're in that dark sweaty porn cinema, waiting for her to appear. You're looking around for a tall person, are very excited and notice just a few random guys and a couple that entertains those other people. She seems to be a sex ravenous entity, getting fucked by a guy like an animal but she still keeps in contact with the other spectators. While she gets fucked hard from behind she signalizes one of the guys to fill her hungry mouth with his cock. She's so full of appetite she swallows it down her throat, she chokes, but it seems to be her pure pleasure. She loves to be that slut, she runs the show! Oh, how you'd love to be that slut, your fantasy just goes crazy!

But in this real moment, you're still a little coward and haven't reached that point yet to let go of all of your inhibitions. Today will be the day when you'll start to make a step towards that freedom of your restrictions. SHE's in your virtual background, awaiting your impressions and report with demanding curiosity. Your cock painfully and safely locked in your chastity cage, you slowly pull down your pants for that your date will recognize you when she'll appear. You're a little afraid, but no-one around has any attention for you. Their movie is real, an improvisation and outbreak of horniness, of animal instinct and forgetting any timidness. This ravenous woman is an unknown but shining slutty star in this cinema, no one cares for the movie, which is just a cheap copy of that real encounter happening in front of your eyes.

While you're almost hauntedly dreaming of being used like her in some parallel universe where you wouldn't have to be anyone else but a slutty sissy, used and determined by HER, you almost didn't notice that dark shadow appearing behind you. Your date arrived, looking from behind between your legs, inspecting your bulging cock pressing against its narrow limitation. Taking an acknowledging view of the life porn happening on the other side, she stands up and shows you to follow her to the last row which is now pretty in the dark. Up there she puts out her cock which is quite huge regarding that she has a very feminine appearance, wearing some military dress, mixed with latex elements as far as you can recognize.

She demands you to kneel down in front of her and to open your filthy mouth. Impressed by her tall dominance you do as told. She takes your head in her hands, a little roughly, and with a devilish glance in her eyes, she places her dick into your mouth. You're surprised but also not really, you carried this fantasy for a long time inside your mind and now you're here, it's happening and all just because you want to please your mistress who wants you to have a naughty evening with strange companions. This trans lady is filling your mouth with her hard cock, and you find the greatest pleasure in being just used as a blow job bitch. Your locked cock is losing its juice out of its cage, that sign of great delight and suffering at once because you will not find any salvation this evening...