Preconceptions Ruin an Offering

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Or Why I Say I’m Lucky to Have Someone Like Alexandra Who Can Put Up With Me

Long ago Alexandra expressed a desire to pee on me. That was OK with me. She could order me to eat a peanut butter & jelly sandwich if she wised: being peed on wouldn’t humiliate me. That is: wouldn’t achieve the goal.

Lately I’ve felt hungry to abase myself for her pleasure.

Yesterday morning I imagined myself begging her to let me drink a glass of her piss. I imagined myself dropping down in to slave space. The image burned within me. By the time it faded I felt emotionally exhausted.

All day long my goal was to come home and at the first moment drop to me knees and beg for her urine. During the evening I waited for the right moment: when she left for the bathroom.

As luck would have it she would pee right after I did while we were both out of the living room. So I kept waiting. I should’ve asked her to wait brought her the glass. But I was locked into the scene as I’d visualized it.

It grew late so I brought her a very large glass of water. That let the cat out of the bag. It wouldn’t be a surprise. That dampened my excitement.

Her bladder filled, then the glass.

When she returned with the glass Alexandra ordered me to lick her boots. In my visualization that morning I’d seen myself drinking the piss, falling deep down into humility, bowing low and begging for permission to worship her by licking her boots. The shift in sequence was so confusing that I found myself not feeling submissive.

Finally after I attended to her boots I drained the glass. By then the piss was tepid. In my mind it had been hot. Again my preconceived scene got in the way of what was actually happening.

My disappointment was visible and I was ungracious. And foolish. I should’ve rolled with things as they actually happened. I don’t know why trivial expectations trapped me.

In the end I didn’t give her anything.

Hopefully I’ll be mindful so that I don’t fail in this way again.

Comments

don’t beat yourself up over this. that’s Alexandra’s job. :)

I think that’s probably fairly common. I know it’s happened to me—I’ve fantasized about something, had it blaze itself into my brain until anything but the exact duplication of the fantasy would be failure. Sometimes it’s hard to just go with the flow of a scene. you’ll try this again, and it’ll work. you’ve got your preconceptions out of the way now, and that gives you both the freedom to enjoy whatever permutation of the scene you may do in the future.

Thanks Myles.

None of the details were important to me. I think the intense rush when I imagined myself do it kind of froze my brain and locked me into the sequence.

Richard,

Many a P/person build up a fantasy in T/their head, only to be let down by the reality of it.

I give the prospective slaves I am considering the following advice… It is fine a dandy to have fantasies, fantasies are are good thing. However, do not live in fantasies… when the moment of truth arrives, grasp it with both hands and let yourself go.

W/we learn from O/our mistakes. Just consider this a learning experience and move forward.

My best to you and Alexandra.

Aradia

I made a funny dominatrix video… I was bored… I hope you like it… it’s on my blog.

I think sometimes that a Dominant likes to take these special moments and make them even more memorable, step it up a level.

Sometimes the first time we introduced something new, chance would be excited and anxious. Then if I push him, ask more, it can backfire once in a while and the mood changes, just slightly. But I feel his mind set change on me.

When we get into each others minds to the depths those of us that live this lifestyle can share. A slight change, is felt.

Another one of the benefits to living the type of lifestyle we do, is that when those moments happen we talk about it. We grow closer and we learn.

Destiny

Once again. I would do anything or let my mistress do anything. Because of the distance involved between us she has me drinking my own urine. It all pleases me as I know it pleases her to have me follow any order she gives.

I envy you in your situation as she is with all the time.

i am looking for a mistres for my all fantasies i wanna drink her pee i wanna make her to fell like a princes and what ever she wants

7 out of 8 Femdom Mistresses agree: proper spelling is sexy.

ah yes, the scripted fantasy. It is a good mechanism for writing, but usually fails in some respect to live up to the expectations. I had to learn that lesson more than a few times. One of the pitfalls of the real journey into erotic territories that have been fermenting in one’s brain perhaps for years. My mistress and I have been lovers for many years and have slowly evolved towards a D/s, F/m relationship. One that is actually rather mild but extraordinarily thrilling and fulfilling. I brought my overstuffed trunk of preconceived fetishes and fantasies into the relationship, starting with her feet and shoes, and we’ve, ever so slowly, moved towards a rather clear exchange of power, based on sensual interaction with a mild dose of kink.

I found over the years that it was the nature of the individual, the power of a woman with an erotic sensibility, that beguiled me, combined with the freedom she gave me to begin openly, physically expressing my submission to her. Not through words, but through behavior. As she noted my passions were inflamed by certain acts, she slowly redirected me towards pleasing her in the manner she saw fit, but with a gentle but firm manner that absolutely thrilled me. I discovered that real submission to an erotically powerful woman’s will was more gratifying than any scripted fantasy I’d ever concocted.

I still have a whole range of acts and rituals I’d like to explore, but I realize there’s a natural progression for a relationship like this, and we may never get to most of them. I was the sub going in and she only very slowly emerged as the dom…on her own terms. It is a private exchange of power that we don’t intellectualize…. as I am prone to do on this wonderful site.

liked the way you described… I agree that preconceived notions ruin the scene, but no one can help that. When I visit my mistress, we chalk out things in advance… thius lightens the surprise element, but now she knows me so well that she inputs the surprises that we had not even thought of. last time I went for foot ssession and trickles of her piss were add ons… similarly once I went for face sitting and she gave me surprise by a little spanking and spitting in my mouth….

I love reading about some of the experiences other slaves have had. I lived this life style for 20 years with 2 different wives. I loved it and miss it. I have very fond memories of these years. With my first wife, M, we explored the lifestyle fully. When we were making love for prolonged periods, many hours at a time she would have to leave after 4 or 5 hours to pee. I pleaded with her to allow me to drink it, to pee in my mouth. She finally agreed to allow me to drink her pee. She would be sitting on my face, while I sucked on her beautiful ass. When she had to pee she would lean forward, pull my head up to her cunt, and start to pee. At first she would do it slowly as it was hard to swallow it all. I gradually learned to swallow without closing my mouth, and keeping my throat open. I learned to take it all in, not wasting a drop or choking on it. I loved it, loved the taste of her pee. Loved the fact that she was using me as her toilet. Sometimes she would have a girlfriend of hers over and we would all make love. She would have her girlfriend riding on my cock while she sat on my face. She would kiss her friend, leaning forward and pee in my mouth. This was really a turn on for the 2 of us. Only we new that I was consuming her pee, we never shared it. I would have been proud to share this but mistress M did not want anyone else to know. We were together for 9 years. My last wife, Mistress S was into nipple torture, not allowing me to come for weeks at a time, Making me jerk off and consume my own come, but she would not pee in my mouth. I still dream of drinking mistress M pee. I loved it. It made me so very high, making love for 24 to 36 hours, sucking on her beautiful ass, and drinking her pee.

This is the most exciting and validating info I ever received from the computer. While I have fantasized drinking piss and receiving spit in my mouth, for me it has never happened. I think it is more than sexy, its a higher level of intimacy.

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My thanks,
Richard

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