…you know that submission in BDSM is a gift ?
Enjoy my unusual clothes that I wore last night.
Get on your knees…
…or my each step …
… maybe my ass as well …
… and now a big task …
… you are trying to be a good minion, but I get bored, so fuck off back to your sad little life.
… or please me, amuse me and I will change my opinion…
This is a brief journal of my visit to Prague to see Madame Sarka. I went to Prague for a week to meet up with Madame Sarka. With me living in the US and she in Europe there are rare opportunities for us to meet in person so I was very excited about seeing her again.
On the first day I had invited Madame Sarka to my hotel in the Old Town. She arrives in the early evening and we meet and greet in the lobby. It is always such a wonderful experience to see Madame Sarka in person, much more so than the online photos. She is such a beautiful woman with a radiant smile and sparkling eyes.
On the ride up in the elevator she notices I am a little nervous as I fumble with my key card, and she gives me her beautiful smile and the disarming phrase she sometimes uses - ”I don’t bite”.
In the room she is quick to take charge. She demands I get naked – not really my favorite and I try to wangle my way out of it but to no avail – she is in charge and I obey.
I have been under her chastity control for months, but she had let me out of the device for my travel. Now I have to fit my chastity device again in front of her. She attaches one of the numbered plastic locks and takes a photo to record the number. She relaxes in the chair as I massage and worship her feet, while we chat and do some catching up.
It is a warm, beautiful evening and she decides we will go out for dinner. A pleasant stroll down to the Old Town Square and al fresco dinner over a beer concludes the evening.
The next day I am out on the town when I get a text message from Madame Sarka. She wants me to come to her dungeon in the evening. I am both thrilled and a little nervous, having never been to her dungeon before, what does she have in mind?
Later in the evening I am in the cab on my way to her when I get another text message – she tells me to bring some cold drinks for her. Panic. How do I get it? I am in cab halfway out in the suburbs, it is evening, stores close early here. I have the cab driver run around from store to store until we finally find one that is open and I can get the drinks.
I finally arrive at the dungeon – one of several that she uses. This is a real basement
I am giving you last chance to buy these boost and shoes than I will throw them away.
In a few days they will “go” ….. do not miss your chance to own one of my well worn boots and “enjoy” them. Size are 40-41 european (around 10US) Ask in email how to pay.
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