Hilda\' s two Masters

 

Hilda’s two Masters part 16 of 22

 

Forewords:

Now I have to face a real problem. I must translate from words and feelings that I can’t grasp into words that I don’t know if they fit to express a certain experience or feeling and it will not help me if it is into a meeting-language.

To translate these new feelings, which only a few have experienced up to now, had been equally difficult in Danish, German, French, Greek, Spanish or Italian.

 

Sometimes I’m not sufficed for a language and other times the language is not suffice for me.

 

The only things I can give you are me try and then presume that you use your own imagination and multiply it by your own normal perception.

 

I hastily said that I will fight for the slave-girl’s right to have her own special pleasure from her submission, knowing that it wills double her Master’s.

 

I also want to help all the suffering children in the World, but I know that I can’t help them all, either.

 

I have visited Him to get help in an extra explaining of his explanations, mostly about his work and research and I was promised to visit him again as his guinea-pig as I also had taken over Anna’s confidence as his “filter”, to know what I talk about.

He stressed that it would be more neutral if I translate her story first and experienced it myself afterwards.

 

Cecilita

cecilitaSv70@hotmail.com

 

 

 

 

HILDA:

 

I sat in the chair, as He had ordered me and waited.

 

I heard Him approaching and the door opened. I felt that my body wanted to quickly raise and stand in the order-position, but I have to stop myself. He had told me to sit, so my body sat obediently. It felt so good to be obedient to Him.

 

What would happen next in his fantastic care?

 

He took a stool and sat down beside me, turned to me and asked me how it felt when I obeyed Him.

I told Him honestly that it felt absolutely wonderful and that I “never in my life before” had felt those fabulous thrilling through my body, when I did. I told Him that I was afraid of that they wouldn’t be there anymore; when I left Him and also that I wanted them to be longer in duration.  Not that I was ungrateful to Him, but just to experience more of this pleasure, now when I had this blessed chance in His house.

 

- This a natural reaction and I can ensure you that I have heard it many times before. When your brains had grasped this new pleasure and also that the pleasure is graded in comparing to your exertion, it starts automatically to search for ways to increase it.

The exertion that counts can be either physically straining or psychically and mentally difficulties, especially when it fights your norms and your ethically taboos. In other words, when you submit to another person’s will-power and performs anything that you rather wouldn’t. It is then your body is swept through by the submission-feeling’s nice thrilling and a quick wave.

 

- Yes Master!

 

I felt so obedient, when I answered him with a “Yes Master!” and it felt so good in my body. It felt like I could say it over and over again, but I must wait for a proper occasion. But I also noticed that the reward was not exactly the same as when I said it first in the kitchen, but that my mental pleasure from it had increased. My mental pleasure seems also has a string down into my genitals, but I could now feel the different.

 

A “Yes Master!” confirmed Him as my Master and that feeling was genuine. He was my Master, my spiritual Master in the same times that He held my sexual and psychic pleasure in His hand. It felt so good to my inside and it infected, in a nice ticklish way, my whole body and ended distinctly in my private parts.

 

Master Micke was my sexual body’s Master. I loved him as a woman does to a man. He was also the one to whom I have voluntarily given my deed-of-gift-letter to.

 

But this Man was my Master many in another ways as well. I felt and enjoyed His power over my mind and body. I longed for the calmness and the exuberant sense of happiness and the unimaginable lovely and enjoyable waves of thrilling He produced in my body and into my private parts. This was so completely new for me and so full of miraculous pleasures, which I didn’t know existed before I enter this house. I could influence it by obeying Him and obeying Him as quickly as I could. Now He talked of another level of it. I hope that this feeling would stay in me.

 

He moved his stool closer to me, bended over me again and put His hands on the same place as before. I would like for Him to touch my breasts to give them a little credit for being there, but nix!

 

In the same moment at His both hands had contact to my skin it felt the same as last time. My thoughts flew away, like a bird, which flaps its wings and it felt so good to think that way. I had “never in my life” felt anything that felt so pleasant and easy to think thoughts.

My whole being was enclosed in a nice and warm fog, as in a wet sauna and I float in the same time as I flew.

 

I don’t know if He said something or just hold me. He told me before that I could listen to Him or have my own thoughts and my thoughts felt so easy and nice to have.

 

Perhaps it was the reason that I started to think of Master Micke and that I stood naked before him in the nice and exposed order-position and waited for his order. I don’t know if He gave me any, but I dropped to my knees before Him and took his big and magnificent dick into my mouth. I didn’t know how enjoyable I wanted to be for it. I strained myself to give it as much as I could of massaging pleasure and suddenly I felt the wave of pleasure through my body when I exert myself for his pleasure.

It made me to increase my efforts and wave after wave rinse over me and I answered them by more efforts for him. I could hardly enjoy them but they were replaced by new waves all the time the more I strove.

 

All of a sudden my feeling started to flash between my extended efforts and the waves and I could take it all in, beside that I felt there was room for more in my mind.

All of a sudden Master Micke was lying over me. My legs surrounded him and my heels carefully touched his rump. Heels that also were a little demanding and stimulating. It was nice. His dick was so deep inside of me and he pushed so hard that I thought I would be split in two.

I welcome him and felt a so breathtaking gratefulness and I thought about the deed-of-gift as something important. I hold it up in the air before him and nodded.

But did he take it seriously?

I had given away myself to him. He owned me. Jesus, how nice!

 

- Breath!

 

I heard the voice far away, but this time it didn’t disturb my thoughts and experience. Parallel with all the other

experiences I obey in one inhale after another. Immediately I was rewarded by those heavenly delighted waves.

 

So my thoughts were moved to Mats and we were lying naked, as usual, in his broad bed. It was night. I was on my back and he slept.

 

He started to turn uneasily in the bed, as if in a dream and said out in the darkness:

 

-HILDA!

 

I knew what was demanded of me and rushed up and stood in the order-position beside his bed and watched him beneath me. I was at tiptoes and my tongue was way out of my open mouth. I waited, knowing what he would demand from his slave-girl, but still I must wait for his order.

 

- SUCK!

 

The short command-word got me to throw myself over him and thread on my mouth at his waiting member.

In a great difference to a dream I could now experience all the details, the taste, the smell, how it felt on my tongue, how my lips followed the structure of the skin, the submission and all the expediencies in sharp details and in the same time. It was just flashing between.

 

My tongue and lips stimulated his woken member.

I knew a little humiliated, that as soon as he had released himself into my mouth and I had in silence cleaned him, he would nonchalantly whisk me away. Then my mouth had never been there for his pleasure and he could go back to sleep. “He must soon go up!”

 

I had heard that before, but now it felt so good to be his slave-girl and suck him off as soon as he liked it, as his sperm-releasing-doll, his sperm-bucket. I felt that I wanted to be transformed to and object and be at his disposal day and night and release him, when ever he wanted me.

 

His humiliating view of me as a sperm-sucker, sperm-receiver, and his way of impersonating me felt now so “damn” good. It sent so unimaginable thrills from my backbone and into my stomach. I knew that it shouldn’t felt good, but it did in a contradictory way.

It felt so tremendous and total self-sacrificing nice!

 

Mats was gone and I was in the old man’s house and in His room. In a way it felt like coming home. He watch me with His calm eyes and gave me a lot of orders to follow and I felt how I performed in eagerness and willingness incited by the delightful waves that rinse over me in thrill after thrill and I wanted it to never end. When I obeyed one order I longed for his next. Yes, I longed for those thrilling, but also as a dog to be broken and in total obedience blindly follow his voice.

 

I wanted to read his mind, to anticipate his orders to obey him in the same split second as he spoke. And I could and then it felt so much more unbelievable nice, as a long and infinitely long drawn-out mega-orgasm in my body, deep in my chest and in my vagina, but everything at the same time in those flashes.  I felt it all along my backbone as it ticklish spread its way downwards, in wave after wave.

 

I was surprised that I could feel and keep those monstrous multi-sensations as I simultaneous I was bombarded with new. But I could handle and absorb them all!

 

(It is impossible to describe, as it must be experienced!!

It felt like a smorgasbord where I could taste a little of many, but here multiplied by feeling, interactions, sexual delight over all senses and ticklish submission-feelings.)

 

When I heard Him say His order my body was already in that position at the floor before Him and the heavenly pleasant wave of reward felt no limits.

 

(I think that my mind was trained to perform so immediately to stress the quickness into my backbone. It felt so right and clear to me that a Master must not wait a second for his slave-girl to perform at his will. ) 

 

But during this drill I felt no stress, I just wanted to obey him and I felt no limits in my obeying him. I wanted to be his obedient dog, no; I wanted to be more obedient than a dog. It was so important to me that He was pleased with me. It felt so inscrutable pleasant in my whole body and I was light as a feather. My body had no weight and could twirl in the air and then fall down to the floor in exactly that position that he demanded and I didn’t fell hard to the floor.

 

My new word PLEASURE blow up my definition, as it was a brand new word, with a new tremendous meaning.

 

Suddenly, in the middle of everything, it felt like there was a lot of bystanders, that sat around us and watch when he obedience-trained me. The humiliation that I ought to feel was transformed to nice ticklish thrills and increased together with all the other experience to a higher level.

 

I even heard voices that was supposed to humiliate me, “What a slut!”,”Look at her cunt!” , ”She is like a  bitch in heat!”.

 

I ought to feel humiliation and shame, but I didn’t, I just obeyed my Master and it incited me even more.

I wanted Him to be proud of me, proud of my absolute obedience.

 

A sudden impulse made me whish that He gave me an order to suck Him, or deep, that He obviously was interested in. I wanted to show Him and I felt that it would be great!

 

My thoughts tasted the normally degrading commando-word TUNGUE. To lick a man in his bottom is the ultimate degradation.

 

I would do that willingly, mostly to feel the heavy waves of pleasure that He had talked about when I obeyed a DIFFICULT order, but also because I love this Man more than I have ever loved before.

 

YES! My positive thought was rewarded by my brain. When I thought in detail how my sharpen tongue search for its target I felt so much pleasure-waves that I had to stop thinking of it at the risk that delight would blow up my body and brain.

I thought of how much my tongue had been working in Mats bottom and could recognize every movement and reaction from that little place’s muscle.

 

I would gladly do it here with Him and I shacked in my body when I thought of pleasure close to the limits of fainting of wonderful delights.

 

//

 

Far, far away I heard Him speak, but couldn’t understand what He said. It was as if He didn’t talked to me, but to another person. I felt my thoughts, like birds where on their way to fly home again and into my chest, but I already missed the soft, nice and free flying.

 

I felt the room more clearly and I saw Him standing over me and felt His hand at my forehead and another at the upper part of my stomach.

 

He looked down at me with a calm and friendly smile.

 

- Good morning!

 

As if I had slept, but I hadn’t done that at all. I was awake all the time, but my bird-thoughts had been out at an evasive and nice flying, with its new, seductive and tremendous thoughts.

 

So I saw in the corner of His mouth that he was joking.  

 

- Good morning Master!

 

I answered obediently and was rewarded at the spot.

 

//

 

He wanted to know how I had experienced it and I told him about my feather-light bird-thoughts, about Master Micke and Mats and then back to this room.

My conscious tortured me; I had to tell him everything. He needed me to be honest. So I told him that He had given me a lot of know command-words as orders and how I willingly had obeyed him and wished that he had ordered me “SUCK!”, “DEEP!” and “TONGUE!” and how nice it had been with those thoughts.

 

When Rebecca had said that it was a delight one could die for, I had thought that “scatterbrain” had exaggerated. Now I knew. Now I felt that she couldn’t describe it better. It wasn’t possible to describe it in a better way.

 

He nodded and I thought that He looked like good-natured Santa Claus, who smiled genially to me when he dealt out Christmas gifts.

 

- I have “put into” and guided your unconscious to better find your personal level.

 

- Yes Master!

 

It felt so nice, so nice to be here and to be with Him.

 

- ORDER-POSITION!

 

Before I could think I felt my body in its way up to the wonderful order-position and I felt a wave of pleasure rinse over me.

 

He moved a chair and a stool so the floor was free from furniture at a rather big area and I understood directly that he was going to order me in a lot of positions at the floor and it felt so nice. Now I would be quick! Mats had train my body and now I would obey Him here at the floor.

At the thought I felt pre-thrills.

 

- One thing, as I remember it. Is there any feeling or anything that you want me to strengthen, or something that you feel tough or difficult?  

 

- Yes Master, as you ask me. I don’t want to appear to you as the egoist, which I’m.

It is hard for me to think as a real slave-girl, as Anna. She is more a slave-girl from her inside, in her thoughts. Beside of her I feel like a blasted amateur, but I really want to be a good slave-girl. I have so many questions and contradictions in my head, even when I obey. I want so very much be with out them and feel like a perfect slave-girl. To be a perfect and totally slave-girl is a gift to my Master.

Anna also said that you “put in” something that made her orgasm when she sucked on her Master. I would really have that too, and it would be much more enjoyable for my Master then. I added in an apologetic tone.

I could detect my egoism and continue.

Master I don’t want you to think that I only want to have from you, I very much want to give you of what I can give you, but you are the Master of any of my actions.

 

I hated to be an egoist, but worst to have him thinking that I was. He had his secret agreement with Master Micke, which was “none of my business.”

 

- I know that you are egoistic and if you want to I can easily adjust that too. But only after you have definitely decided it, then you must stay with it. It can produce damage if it is change backward and forward. If I do it, it will also change gradually and not as those pleasure-waves that you have felt directly.

We both know that you can’t offer anything that I already am in title to order from you, even your eagerness. But the thing is that I don’t want to feel that I’m using you.

I will also reflect at what you want me to “put into your mind” 

Is there anything else as we are into it? I want a list to work from. You can have some, but not all, this time.

 

- I hate to hear that you know that I’m an egoist, but Anna told us about a vaginal-orgasm. I have mine through my clitoris and I understand that now when you told me that there are 60.000 nerves in it.

 

- Well, I said 6.000, but never mind. With 60.000 you were blessed by God himself and had been in a state of constant orgasms. When you say that you are only having a clitoris-orgasm you must know that there are many, too many women, that don’t have even that of many different reasons. I can give you an over-steering from the clitoris towards the vaginal-orgasm, but it is best at every different occasion.

 

- Thank you Master, but what do you mean with “it is best at every different occasion”.

 

- If we would have intercourse here and now, I could easily ”put it into your mind” and you would feel it immediately and it also would last for only that time and left a remainder for next time. That reminder must be repeated in order to last for the future.

If it should last for the rest of your sexual active time it is a bit harder to teach your brain, but let’s say after several times, maybe 3-4 times has your brain learned how to so concentrate steer its attention towards your vagina and make use of nerve stimulus and in the same time receive the right impulses from your few vaginal nerve-ends (sensors). But also to influence you body memory so your muscles moves by themselves as soon as you start it and in the same time start reception from the nerve-ends. The problem is that I can’t have intercourse with you.

 

- Now you can consciously start the muscle-movements in your vagina, but you can’t get their full feedback, or more correctly, your brain can’t handle the feedback from the nerve-cells, as it is occupied with other inputs. Every input gives a double output of pleasures.

It is there my multi-perception in flashing comes in. It is coordination between nerve impulses in both directions. The brain gets its own feedback from all the nerves and muscle movements and it start a circulation and are steered by the waves of pleasure from that region. As soon as a penis is in there your muscles have something to treat and move against, but also get impulses from. I have tried it on some persons with a dildo – warm and vibrating - but it doesn’t work in the same way. There will also be an area for new studies and experiments for me.

 

- The fact is that your vagina has compared to your clitoris very few nerve-ends and the one it has is offshoots from your clitoris towards the area around urethra and anus. It your body’s smart way to incite you to get rid of waste and reward you for it.

If you have too many nerve-ends in your vagina the women’s childbirth had been much more painful than it is.

 

- But I can use the clitoris as a carrier of the sensations.

Well let us not make it too difficult for you.

 

- Yes Master!  But why don’t you want to sleep with me? Can you not?

 

- It isn’t that. In an ethical way I don’t want to feel that I’m using you, when you are here. The only thing I can allow myself is those exercises that are directly connected with your treatment. They are vital to your treatment.

 

- But please Master. If you did it only for my sake, would you still not like to do it? Master I would very much experience it once in my life. Rebecca has felt it and she says it is more then heavenly. Please Master!

I beg of you!

 

- Now we are there again. I will think about it and if so it’s essential for your treatment. Now we leave it.

 

- Yes Master!

 

I stood in the order-position the whole time we talked and at tiptoes. Now my toes started to protest and I was down at the soles of my feet and turned to go back up to tiptoes again. I think he noticed it. My right foot gave me signals of a starting cramp.

 

I know that it is He who decided and a little as to give him a sign of my position and that I was ready for his order, I stretched my body, make sure my elbows pointed straight out and was in level at the top of my head. Mouth opened when I didn’t speak. My breasts, that no one wanted to look at, were raised. I felt a light shudder when I corrected my body for him.

 

I promised myself that I would stand in this order-position every morning, when I stretched my body.

 

My eyes were on Him and I felt my muscles tensed in waiting. The fact that I was naked felt so good with a touch of sexual nakedness. I was used to be nude and this still felt so good. As I had detected His intension I waited for His order.

 

- FOUR!

 

The steel feathers in my muscles released and I throw myself on my all four at the floor before Him and was sure that my legs were seductively and invitingly parted when within the second my body was still. Head up and mouth opened. It went so fast that that I receive a nice dizziness but they were quickly replaced by nice waves.

 

- BACK!

 

I was ready, but my body was faster and I was on my back before I really grasp the order. In the same movement I pull my knees up to my armpits, my hands under my neck as I felt the pleasure waves over me again. I suck in air and enjoyed it.

 

- OPEN!

 

My hands flew down and my fingers took hold of my labia and pulled them apart. A wave of shame was directly replaced by a pleasure wave that was more delight than all the others together and it lasted some fraction of a second more.

 

I was so amazed of my many thoughts and experience at the same time and when I thought of what I did, lying here naked on the floor before His eyes, like a whore and let him look into me, I got another pleasure wave, one that took over from the other. I got two delightful waves from the same acting. This was new for me and so nice. Yes, this order was more difficult before His eyes.

 

I had done it over and over again at Mat’s order and it was just an automatically acting that he stressed me to perform.

Now I felt no stress in my mind, only my own wishes to obey Him quickly.

 

- OPEN MAX!

 

I suck in a deep breath and reminded myself what that delay would cost me in pleasure, but my hands were trained and my middle finger on left hand let go of my labia and dug deep into my vagina followed by my right middle finger and then they together pulled my vagina open. I felt that I was wet, much more than I had been before.

My glands aren’t always doing their job and sometimes I had to use lubricant when I know that that orifice is going to be used, other times it does it work.

Both my fingers resisted the wetness and pulled my vaginal muscles apart. I felt like a slut.

 

One wave of pleasure after another hit my overloaded brain.

I slipped with my finger at the right side and in a strange second I thought of dipping my fingers into sand to not slip. The centre for my sensual pleasure went crazy at this mad idea. Wow!

 

This crazy thought of sand was easily derived to a special moment, when I as a little girl looked at the fishing boats that land their cargo of conger-eel. One man put his hands in a bucket of sand and then grasped the eels to handle them. How could my mad brain connect handling eels with my slippery vaginal muscles?

 

I was too ashamed to tell Him, but remember the delight that the mad thought released. If you are so plentiful rewarded for a mad thought it will open up your mind for many more, I feared and hoped in a shiver.

 

- ORDER-POSITION

 

I released my grip and put both my feet at the floor and throw my body forwards. He had my focus as I stood in the order-position. My reward was immediately but not in the vicinity of the one that my sand-madness released. Sand in my vagina, what an awful thought!

 

- SOMERSAULT!

 

This was a position that Mats often wanted to see me in and my body remembered it very well. Quickly as a winking I throw myself at the floor and up with my legs and in a second I had my body in the ordered position, with my legs far apart, my bottom towards the ceiling  and my head bended sideways and resting on my shoulder.

The quickness and grade of difficulty was rewarded directly by my brain. The pleasure wave lasted.

 

-ORDER-POSITION!

 

I rolled forwards to my back and the quickly up to the order-position with my eyes at my Master. My bodies trained quickness was rewarded again.

 

//

 

After that He let me went through most of the command-words and my body obeyed Him almost as a robot and was rewarded most of the times. I noticed that the orders that were more shameful released the most obvious pleasures.

 

It would be uninteresting for the readers if I went through all the details, but shortly he tested me in the following command-words.

 

- JUDGE!

- FOUR!

- FOUR DOWN!

- MOVE FOUR!

- STOMACH!

- KNEEL!

- SQUAT!

- SHOW THREE!

- OFFER YOYRSELF!

- CRAWL!

- STOP!

- CARESS!

 

To caress myself before Him was more embarrassing than I had thought it would be and was rewarded by my brain princely. I really felt like a slut when I let my fingers caress myself before Him. But I obeyed Him.

 

- WALL!

- UP WALL!

 

To stand on my arms up to a wall ought to be less difficult than somersault, but my brain had another valuation and the reward followed that.

 

- SIT!

- KNEEL!

- CRAWL!

- SQUAT!

- SHOW THREE!

 

At show three I felt that he looked at my mouth and it released nice association and thrills. I hoped for Him to order me to suck him, for different reasons, one, I was so curious to do it for Him, two, I loved to do it and three I wanted to feel how great the reward was.

 

Then I felt that I was afraid that my wanting to do it would destroy or reduce the reward. I had clearly noticed that when I associate in some direction it affected my brains rewarding-system.

 

- OFFER YOURSELF!

 

In this position the pleasure increased when He inspected me as He walked around me.

 

- FOUR!

- CRAWL!

- STOP!

 

He let me crawl around on the big area at the floor and a soon as I followed his directions as left, right, left and stop, it increased the pleasure.

 

- ORDER-POSITION

 

I was quickly up into the order-position and it felt so good, perhaps because I was so quick.

 

- Firstly I want to tell you that those command-words, that you counted yourself, are accepted and will be rewarded by your brain in the future. Is that okay with you? Otherwise I could change it easily now.

 

- Yes Master! No thank you, it is okay. Thank you!

 

- Then I want to ask you, how have you experienced those orders up to now?

 

- Master, they have all been rewarded by delightful sensations in waves and thrills. The waves are the best. When I caressed myself at your order I received those waves and it raised the delight from my fingers as well, as it was added, in a way I never have felt before. To stand at my arms towards the wall gave me thrills but no waves. To show you me three orifices gave me thrills, but when you looked into my mouth I felt the waves.

When you have me crawl at the floor it gave me nice thrills, at the dividing-line to waves. I try to be as honest as I can so you can adjust it in the right way, but I also feel that I owe you that.

 

- Okay. Is there any of the rest that you want to try, for your own sake?

 

- Yes Master! I really love to try SUCK, DEEP and BIRCH, to be honest. Master has you any birch-rod or can I go out into the garden and cut one?

 

- Do you want to get a birch or taste it?

 

- Master, both. I would very much want you to birch me with it if it is not too much to ask. I have had birching before and it felt rather nice and inciting and now I wonder how it would feel from your hand.

 

- Do you think there would be any difference if I’m holding it?

 

- Yes Master, I honestly do. I believe it will be fabulous.

 

- Well, how do you suggest I do, if I had to punish you?

 

- Master, I don’t know. Whatever you have done to me it is heavenly, so I really don’t know.

 

- Okay! You may go out into the garden. There’s a birch tree at the backyard, take a knife in the kitchen and fetch me a birch-rod. It is exclusive for you to test it. I have not that inclination.

 

- Yes Master! Thank you Master!

 

I run into the kitchen, took a knife and run over to the outer door and out in the backyard. I heard a car approaching and crouch down a little, but as soon as it had passed I run up to the birch tree and quickly cut four sprigs and then back into the warmth. I opened the door again and took off the leaves from the sprigs with my hand. It smelled so good with the fresh leaves.

 

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I remember a girl in my school that told me that her father had her to fetch a birch in the garden by first cutting it twig by twig. Her father wanted always ten twigs for birch-rod. She told me that her humiliation was complete when she cut the twigs and knew that he was going to use them on her bare bottom. Though she was 14 y o she must be naked during the punishment that took place in their living room. Sometimes her younger brothers hide in the staircase so she must bare the pain and humiliation quietly. Cutting the twigs made me think of her. 

 

I felt both small waves and thrills down to my private parts when I as an adult took off the leaves and when I thought of the fact that it was going to be used at my bottom, from His hand.  How that could made pain?

 

//

 

As I have been taught from Mats I run up to Him, kneeled and handed Him the twigs. His hand receives them and I rose to order-position.

 

- Master, how do you want me?

 

I asked Him in eager and humbleness and was rewarded again.

 

He took a kitchen stool and sat down at it.

 

- Put your bottom here!

 

He said and pointed to his knees and in the same second I put myself in the classic position and felt how vulnerable and still eager my bottom was. Nice thrills started to rinse over my body and promised me much more in its trace. What was He doing to my mind? I loved it!

 

I felt that he raised his hand and then the first blow and the most wonderful waves started to shiver my female parts.

The first three used to sting, smart and burn before it was turned around in my pleasure centre, but now instead it felt wonderful from the beginning.

Why wasn’t I surprised?

I had actually expected this reaction from my body and it was so nice. The most delightful birching I have had in all my life. It was so completely insanely enjoyable!

 

I even felt me legs spreading to give him a better access to my bottom and the sensitive insides of the thighs. That is a part of my female body that I would protect with my life, but not so now.

 

I have had a birching before, both as a punishment and for the stimulus and I had found it seductive, but this time the pleasure wasn’t comparable with anything. It was at a different level of pleasure.

 

He stopped birching me and broke my pleasure and I felt a great disappointment but slowly agreed to that He was the boss, the Master.

 

- ORDER-POSITION

 

I rose as quickly as I could, but felt that my body wasn’t on its alert. It wanted to stay over his knees.

I got no reward for rapid response either.

 

- Run into the chair again!

 

- Yes Master!

 

I run into the room with the chair and sat down into it.

I was aware about my light bird-thoughts in this chair and couldn’t wait.

 

For a second I was afraid that my bottom, that ought to be on fire, would hurt when I pressed it into the leather, but I felt nothing of the sort. And my quickness was rewarded with some quick thrills, but no waves.

 

I reflected on my obedience to him even when He wasn’t in the room and I still did it quickly, but then I thought of that it was my brain and my mind that rewarded me, not He. He had only planted it there and opened up doors for me to look into new rooms and enjoy new a world.

 

My opinions of difficultness was steering the pleasures for me, not He, but I still loved Him and even more.

 

I was used to wait for him and hadn’t noticed that he was just behind me. He took his stool and sat down.

 

- I understand that you think that the little encouragement to obey, to obey quickly and to obey hard and difficult orders is nice and the best you have experienced in your life.

Now I will let you experience the submission-intoxication, as you have heard about. But as I hadn’t prepared your mind fully for it you will get only a taste of it. Then you tell me!

 

- Yes Master!

 

He raised and stood behind my head; hold His both palms at the side of my head and I heard Him say:

“You may think about whatever you like, listen or not listen!”

 

 The room change and I felt myself shrink and be little and in the same time my vaginal muscles grow to enormous size and I felt them exactly where they were.

I also felt my clitoris grow with all its 6.000

nerve-sensors.

 

- Breath!

 

I obeyed in my amazement and took some deep breaths as I felt me immediately rewarded by four distinctive waves, which took my breath away.  It was completely body shaking wonderful.  And I could keep everything in my mind and all the experiences I had, at the same time. This was new for me, but not for this house.

 

My light bird-thoughts were gone, but my body started to build up an enormous orgasm. I felt it build up and build up far over the orgasms I ever had have in my life and still raising. I felt that in every orgasm my body was ready for a new and greater. It was like a vertiginous spiral that whirled up and up. Before the new orgasm had reached its climax my mind was building up for a new and all the time greater and greater. The ever growing spiral was moving upwards all the time. And his multi-perception was fantastic as I could hold so many thought, feelings and experience in my mind together in the main time as I tasted them. And it still raised a new and greater orgasm, as there was no end. I felt sure that there was no end, until I was fainting by still growing pleasure-waves.

 

Another great experience as I had small orgasms in the greater and still increasing orgasms. His multi-perceptions made me experience and hold on to up to three orgasms at the same time and the big one of them was still growing.

 

I remember one of the girls said, “It is the Universe of female orgasm!”  Before the word told me nothing, but now I felt it in real life. This wasn’t heaven, it belonged to the Universe itself. My God, submissive-intoxication. WOW!

 

- How was it this time?

 

I heard his voice and was back in the room in a split second, but that didn’t take away my longing for his next treatment. There was a gratefulness built up in my chest that I felt I never in my life could repay Him.

 

As he knew my feelings he waited calmly for my answered and I felt that he gave me time, even if a good slave-girl must answer her Master directly.

 

- Master! I have never in my life thought that it was possible to experience that much pleasure in the same time and still survive. In my enormous kick I felt that you saved my life or my mind when you broke it. I felt that there was no end to this spiral of greater and greater orgasms. And I felt many at the same time, as one, two, three going down in height.

It was so great that I, for ones in my life, wanted to rest for a minute from orgasm, as if all the orgasms in my life were gather together in one and I have had many. And I must say I have had great orgasms in my life, but they were nothing compared to the first of this chain of orgasms. It started at my highest point and then just grew and grew.

My body and mind is prostrated. Will you please let me rest for some minutes now, please Master!

 

- Yes you may rest in this chair.

 

I thought that the phrase: “never in my life”, that I have repeated since I enter this house, is a phrase that I worn out, but I had nothing to replace it with. The highest imaginable pleasure was replaced by an even greater and it had went on so.

 

The girls that had felt the submission-intoxication had talked so great about it and I felt that it was nothing compared to my feelings now.

 

Anna had said that it couldn’t be explained and that it must be experienced because there were no words for it. How could there be?

 

Intoxication indicate that it was a toxin that you was used to and want to have again and again and that there was no efforts in the world that was too great for reaching it again. I must ask him how to receive it again. In some way I felt like a narcotics addict, wanting it again and again, but the great different was that there was no paying for it once he had “put it into your mind” and you are mega clear in your head and it don’t destroy you body or injury it in any way. Perhaps there is another positive effect when your brains had learned to handle many inputs at the same time, could it then made you more intelligent or so you could get better use of your brain? I must ask him.

 

- As the other girls you must wonder about how to receive this experience again and again. If I do nothing the rest of it in your perceptions-memory will give you a small dose of it when you obey the one you recognize as your Master. If I put it into your unconscious you will experience it with great power and in comparison to your obedience, it is that why it is call submission-intoxication. Than you will have your happiness in obeying a Master. But be aware of that there is no limit to how deep you will obey your Master. So let me suggest that you take the small part and feel it moderately and if you have find a Master that you deeply trust you are welcome back to have the big treatment.

 

But I have more in store for you now.

 

 

 

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I will continue to translate if you are interested, otherwise I rest my case.

Translating is a hard work and as a woman I’m driven by encouragement.

I thank all those nice people who had taken their time to feed me with that.

 

You have to know that I’m stealing time from other task I have to do.

/Cecilita