Wand Teasing with Mistress Diana š¤
Iāve been thinking a lot about how different dominance can feel depending on who holds the power. Tonightās scene was the perfect example.
Mistress Diana has this way of using control like itās a scalpel ā sharp, precise, elegant. When she had the wand, she never gave me what I wanted. She kept it just on the edges. Teasing my thighs, brushing along the outside of my pussy, circling but never landing where I was burning for it. It felt like she could see straight through me. She knew exactly how desperate I was getting and smiled quietly to herself while I squirmed. Thatās the kind of feminine dominance Iām still learning to submit to. Itās not about f0rce. Itās about patience. About seeing me fall apart just from being denied.
And then thereās my Owner. Masculine energy, all the way. No teasing. No hesitation. Just full intensity. He turned the wand up and pressed it right where he knew it would undo me. No escape. No relief. Just this overwhelming flood that I couldnāt control. My moans turned into screams, and still he didnāt stop. Thatās the thing about him. Where Dianaās dominance feels like edges and restraint, his feels like a storm. He takes me beyond the point of ātoo muchā and keeps me there, because he knows I can handle it. Because Iām his, and he decides when enough is enough.
The funniest part: My little brat brain couldnāt resist testing him. He told me if I moved one more time, Iād get ten spanks. I said yes, obediently. And then, of course, I moved. On purpose. š And yes, I got the spanks. They hurt, but they also gave me exactly what I secretly wanted: proof that heās always watching, always correcting, always ready to put me back in place.
By the end I was shaky, raw, exhausted, unsatisfiedā¦ and yet completely fulfilled. Thatās the paradox of submission. You donāt always get what you want. But you always get exactly what you need.
#mistress #bdsm #plug #bigass #ass #assplay #FF #domina #submission
Wand Teasing with Mistress Diana š¤
Iāve been thinking a lot about how different dominance can feel depending on who holds the power. Tonightās scene was the perfect example.
Mistress Diana has this way of using control like itās a scalpel ā sharp, precise, elegant. When she had the wand, she never gave me what I wanted. She kept it just on the edges. Teasing my thighs, brushing along the outside of my pussy, circling but never landing where I was burning for it. It felt like she could see straight through me. She knew exactly how desperate I was getting and smiled quietly to herself while I squirmed. Thatās the kind of feminine dominance Iām still learning to submit to. Itās not about f0rce. Itās about patience. About seeing me fall apart just from being denied.
And then thereās my Owner. Masculine energy, all the way. No teasing. No hesitation. Just full intensity. He turned the wand up and pressed it right where he knew it would undo me. No escape. No relief. Just this overwhelming flood that I couldnāt control. My moans turned into screams, and still he didnāt stop. Thatās the thing about him. Where Dianaās dominance feels like edges and restraint, his feels like a storm. He takes me beyond the point of ātoo muchā and keeps me there, because he knows I can handle it. Because Iām his, and he decides when enough is enough.
The funniest part: My little brat brain couldnāt resist testing him. He told me if I moved one more time, Iād get ten spanks. I said yes, obediently. And then, of course, I moved. On purpose. š And yes, I got the spanks. They hurt, but they also gave me exactly what I secretly wanted: proof that heās always watching, always correcting, always ready to put me back in place.
By the end I was shaky, raw, exhausted, unsatisfiedā¦ and yet completely fulfilled. Thatās the paradox of submission. You donāt always get what you want. But you always get exactly what you need.
#mistress #bdsm #plug #bigass #ass #assplay #FF #domina #submission