Night Thoughts

As I’ve said much of the time Alexandra has been away my masochism has dampened.

Not that I think I’m a whit less a “pain slut.” Missing her has left me wanting surrender so badly that my sensation side is often pushed into the background. I’m sure balance will return once she’s back.

Last night as I lay in bed I pictured her for the first time in a couple of months dressed in the outfit I’ve nicknamed Lady Discipline.

The way she looks in those clothes knocks me deeply into my slave side. It seems as if I belong on my knees with my head bowed waiting for an overwhelmingly powerful woman to use me as she wishes.

Eventually I saw myself on my knees, bent over as her cane unsparingly worked over my buttocks, thighs and even (sanely) my testicles.

It felt very good to be able to briefly make contact with her sadism at a distance.

Also: Expanding the envelope … ?