Mistress Blackdiamoond
Mistress Blackdiamoond

BDSM Servant

Written on 03.01.2021 at 22:53 by Mistress Blackdiamoond

THE TRANSFORMATION BY THE DIVINE LADY

 First chapter: the mistress

 She calls herself Lady Blackdiamoond and in fact she is a jewel, unique and beautiful, who is forever lost to anyone who has once looked into the soul.

 And that's exactly what this true story is supposed to tell.  Looking back, I try to understand how it could have come to the point where I systematically fell for this goddess.  Of course, your beauty is perfect, dark, long hair sets the frame for your divinely cut face.  Those deep blue eyes that look straight into my soul.  I can't hide anything from you.  The path to these wonderful lips leads through the fine nose, pure sensuality.  Everything about my mistress is flawless, the firm skin, the sharp fingernails, her delicate, beautiful feet and of course a figure with magnificent curves and slender long legs.  DIVINE.

 But the supernatural beauty alone would never have made me what I am today.  No, it's your razor-sharp mind that neatly dissected my brain and put it back together again according to your expectations.  You have marked me indelibly as your property, your slave.

 Should beauty and intelligence alone be enough to turn a man into a slave?  No, my mistress has a lot more.  It is your natural, dominant aura.  Your pheromones, these signal substances of an absolute alpha woman, pour out of every pore.

 When she started playing with me, it was a hurricane of emotions that swept over me.  A virtuoso on the keyboard of eroticism, frivolity, pain and humiliation.

 I never would have thought what this beautiful woman would bring me to.

 End of first chapter

 Second chapter: the foreplay

 For years I have been visiting one or the other dominatrix.  Usually the ladies fulfill my secret desires and I live out part of my sexuality.  After that, my needs are covered for months and I wasted little more thought on the ladies.  But this should change in one fell swoop when MISTRESS BLACKDIAMOOND came into my life.  Before the big lockdown, I was allowed to visit you a few times.  It confused me, it was different from everything I have been able to experience before.  She did not fulfill my wishes, but put your fantasies straight into my brain.  She recreated my sexual dreams and ultimately made me yours.

 Due to the pandemic, it was a long time before our new meeting.  My transformation began a week before the actual session.  At first I received the order to pay the tribute in advance in the studio.  I did this promptly and with every step towards the studio my heart rate increased, and full of anticipation I threw the envelope in.  I informed my mistress that I had granted your wish.  We communicated through your chat, I love to write messages to you there and hope that THE GODDESS will leave a comment after every tenth slave message.

 The next command was chastity until we met.  I would never have believed how fascinating it is to give one's mistress the vow of chastity.  Knowing that I shouldn't touch myself excited me more and more.  My hands were tied with invisible chains.  I had very restless nights and an incredible feeling of submissiveness developed.  In my fantasies I could have done anything for my mistress.

 Since I knew that the mistress has absolute control during the session, I didn't even try to formulate my wishes.  However, I should prepare my asshole well.  Shave, clean and stretch well, I sensed that Lady Blackdiamoond had decided to fuck me thoroughly.

 The day before the session I got the following tweed: “We'll start punctually at 2 pm and you'll leave punctually at 4 pm without an orgasm.  Don't see it as a punishment, but rather to a condition that you can get used to in the future.  You won't cum with me, I don't like it when you get back to normal afterwards.  I like it when you are in this state.  Your goal will be to orgasm as rarely as possible. ”I was deeply shaken, I had been looking forward so much to this release after the week of chastity.  But of course the mistress was right, after an orgasm I am always transformed, no longer feel like a slave and of course remain friendly and courteous but no longer submissive.  The mistress does not like this "normal" side.

 

  But there was much more to it than that.  The thought "chaste for the mistress" burned itself into my mind and the more I thought about it, the more breathtaking I found this state.

 My brain was fucked like I had never seen it before and I was ready for the session, I thought.  Her next tweed made me shiver, she wanted me as a bi slave.

 If there is one thing I don't like, it's sex with men.  Once the mistress had already made me let another slave blow my tail.  I thought it was really bad.  But your instructions were clear: "I would like better if you would blow bubbles."

 My synapses were going crazy, how should I answer my mistress.  But I don't know what magic Mistress Blackdiamoond uses to cast your wishes.  I would do anything for this woman and so I wrote back to her trembling but proud.  : "Yes mistress, I will suck cocks for you whenever you want it."

 What did this divine mistress already do with me in the prelude to the session.