Journal of Submission

Sept 4^th  2001             It has got to a short night, i need to be up very early.  i go to the dungeon to turn in my latest story and inspect the recently installed suspension. 

i enter the dungeon in my usual way, eyes down and very reserved.  i speak as necessary, not when i want to.  i do not look directly at any of the Mistresses without permission and i move around quietly.

Sept 6^th 2001               Its Mistress Cassandra’s last day before she spends some time in Europe.  In celebration of this, Mistress Tara got the most delicious chocolate cake.

Mistress Tara says in a stern way “it seems that you have not kept up with removing the hair on your back”

Yes Mistress Tara, my reply.

Mistress Tara mentions, “If you screw this up – you’re in BIG trouble”. 

Yes Mistress Tara, what ever You say, Mistress Tara.

Moving forward, step by step, i carefully and methodically move toward the Mistresses lounge, the cake with lit candles on my back. 

As i enter the lounge, all of the Mistresses start singing “For She’s a jolly good Mistress”.  Tears well up in Mistress Cassandra’s eyes, but she holds them back.

As Mistress Cassandra opens her gifts, i kneel in the corner being quiet.

i was allowed to have two pieces of cake; they had to be eaten from the floor, no fingers or utensils.

Pictures are taken of everyone’s breasts, mine included.  A shot is taken of everyone’s ass, mine included.  Lots of fun and laughs were had by all.

Toward the end of the evening Mistress Emily expressed interest in waxing my back.  i hadn’t had my back done in a while so it defiantly needed attention.  i was instructed to run to the CVS to get waxing gel and return as quickly as possible. 

Once back Mistress Emily began to apply the gel.  The only waxing gel that the CVS had was the cold type.  As the gel went on, i could feel the hair pull.  The longer the hair, the more it pulled.  Mistress Emily did small portions of my back, about the size of a dollar bill.  After the gel was applied, Mistress Emily pushed a piece of cloth into the gel and pulled.  It stung, just like pulling hair off.  The intense sting for each section lasted about 2 or 3 minutes and then began to dissipate.

Mistress Emily carefully did my entire back, neck and shoulders.

Mistress Emily commented that She loved this because it was physically changing a slave.

Sept 7^th 2001              Wearing a starched shirt against my hairless back feels cool and sensitive.  It stings a little.

Sept 10^th 2001 The day to celebrate the second anniversary of my service to Mistress Tara has arrived!  For the big day, i arrive at the dungeon early so that Mistress Tara and i can spend the day together.

Mistress Tara looks really great.  She is wearing a white Anna Sui suit with matching shoes and bag.

First it was off to lunch at Restivo on 7^th avenue.  Next was shopping.

At Demask Mistress Tara decides that my birthday present to Her is to be a beautiful pair of black leather opera gloves.  The gloves are above the elbow in length with buttons at the wrist.  The leather is very soft and they look really good on Her.

Down stairs, Mistress Tara picked out a pair of rubber pants for me to purchase.  The pants are made of black rubber and are about the size of typical men’s underwear with a clear sheath for the penis and an interesting plug in the back.  The plug is an inflating dildo with an enema tube running through it. 

The point is that the slave gets an enema and then the dildo is pumped up so that the enema stays in for as long as the dildo is pumped.

i am told to put them on hold and come back for them later.  We will need the cash you have for other things.

During a quick stop at Purple Passion, i am given permission to purchase a book on maids training.  As well, i purchased a small assortment of tools for punishment.

Next stop is The Leatherman.  At the Leatherman, i give Mistress Tara a gift of custom-made black leather chaps.  Mistress Tara, the sales person and the tailor work to find the right style and size it correctly.

During the fitting, i am instructed to go the CVS and get Mistress Tara some things.  It is pouring rain.  Coming back soaked, i am told to run out for something else.  By the time my errand was finished i was completely soaked.

Next Mistress Tara wanted me to get a piercing.  For various reasons, i was given a reprieve on this, however i’m sure it will come up again.

Heading off to dinner, we go to the Blue Water Grill for a great dinner of caviar, seafood and wine.  In addition to the food was the great company and simulating conversation with Mistress Tara.

After dinner i was given a short beating with one of the items purchased from Purple Passion.  It is a piece of thick black rubber about two feet long and about an inch and a half wide cut in the shape of a snakes tongue. 

It is shaped in this way so that it will sting like crazy but not leave a mark. 

And sting it does.  i was hit with it about thirty times with no marks the next day.

i feel great!

i kiss Mistress Tara’s feet and bid Her a good night.

Sept 11^th 2001             NYC Disaster!

It is a very ominous time with death, destruction and F-16s patrolling the skies over Manhattan.

Later that week Mistress Tara left for LA.  i will miss her.  In a respect not too different than Roark and Dominique in the Fountain head.

Sept 27^th 2001             Back at work in the dungeon after the NYC Disaster and being sick.