Wednesday July 8th 2009 – The first day of a new life?

i struggled to keep to routine this morning.  i was so excited about the impending event that it was tempting to get up early and be in the office early and to head off to Mistress Ana’s earlier than would be usual for a business meeting – the excuse i had given my Wife for my time out of the office.  So, i went to the office at 8.00am as usual and then rushed to slip on the black peep-hole bra and a clean pair of black lace panties under my male clothes, pack the wrapped humbler gift, the pair of black stiletto heels from South Africa and the CB-2000 box with other rings and padlocks, all into a small briefcase so i at least looked as if i were going to a business meeting.  By 8.15, i was on my way and, after a surprisingly smooth run through the traffic, i arrived early so drove around for 10 minutes or so before ringing Mistress Ana’s doorbell just after 9.00am.

The house is large and modern and Mistress Ana opened the door remotely and, as i entered the entrance hall, called me upstairs into a large lounge, dining area with open plan kitchen.  Mistress was dressed in a red silk, Chinese style wrap, red fishnet stockings and black patent open toed shoes. She greeted me warmly and, before i could get down on my knees and kiss Her feet, She advised me that She was going to have Her pleasure before anything else.  i did manage to present Her the humbler though and She was delighted with it and the way it was wrapped as well as the words i had put on the greeting card.  However, the humbler still felt slightly rough to the touch and so i will need to get some sandpaper and smooth down the surfaces and edges, not, as She pointed out, that it will bother Her, it is i that will suffer the roughness if i do not smooth it further.  Her first appraisal of the humbler was brief for She really did mean to have Her pleasure before anything else and i was soon on my knees in front of Her, worshiping Her.  This was an honour over and above my expectations for i had understood that this was a meeting for coffee and a chance to get to know one another better but i am not complaining, this was like a dream for me, it was what i believe i was made for and i worked my tongue over Her altar fervently.

Soon however, Mistress stopped me and W/we went through to Her bedroom where ensued a prolonged session in which i worshiped Her orally, lapping at Her pussy and sucking on her clitoris and nipples alternately, working also with a vibrator, moving it in and out of Her pussy while sucking on Her clitoris.  i was in a dream world and it got better.  Mistress was pleased with the site of my cock in its cage and at how well it looked after more than 3 weeks of incarceration.  She was also fascinated with my own tits and nipples and took every opportunity to play with them, stroking, nipping, pinching, twisting, biting them while i continued with my fervent adoration of Her intimate parts.  i was engrossed and absorbed in Her, in Her scent, Her delicious taste, the power of Her grip on my head with Her upper thighs as i worked hard to please Her and was so drawn into Her i could no longer breathe but i did not care, i could have willingly drowned in the flood of Her nectar.  Mistress kept reminding me that this was all for Her pleasure and not mine but how could i not enjoy such close personal contact with such a woman, even when Her teeth were biting and pulling on my now sensitive and tender nipples.  This was for me the painful price of pleasure and this experience was indeed both a pleasure and an honour.

After three orgasms, Mistress decided W/we would now have coffee.  The first cup, She showed me how to work the machine, pointing out as she did that in future it would be my job.  i loved the sound of that for it is a job that i want dearly.  W/we sat and chatted over coffee, about our children and their problems and issues, especially those of Her youngest son, also about gemstones and jewelery and as with our online chats, the conversation flowed and was not stilted at all.  i made the second round of coffee after which, Mistress decided She should dress properly well in time for Her friend who would be joining Her for lunch.  i was lucky enough to help Her dress by fastening Her bra and i shall look forward to assisting Her more in the future.  To my surprise and delight, Mistress also had a gift for me, a pink silk night dress and matching gown, inspired by Her imaginings of me in my pink satin PJ’s described in many accounts herein.  i shall be taking these with me in future now whenever i travel.

Finally, after looking at some flaws in the building about which She has some ongoing battles with the builder, i began gathering my things and preparing to leave.  However, with my shirt still open and my nipples still standing proudly like acorns through the peep-hole bra, Mistress returned to Her fascination of them and began fondling, sucking and biting on them once more.  Mistress is convinced that i could begin to lactate with either hormones or even the drug Domperidone.  i shall be looking into this and confess that the idea of having lactating breasts excites me beyond words.  My breasts certainly excite Mistress Ana and as i stood in her lounge while She continually fondled me and played with them i was becoming more and more aroused, as too was She.  Once more, i was ordered down to clean Her pussy of yet more nectar but as Her attention to my nipples increased so my physical and emotional arousals grew.  The more Mistress toyed with my nipples, the more i wanted to hold Her and kiss Her in return but i am a slave and so simply stood and accepted whatever She did to me or did whatever i was told.  Soon however, i began to move instinctively, the more She worked my tits, the closer i came to cumming and i told Her that i was about to cum.  i was sure i heard Her say “cum for me” and cum i did, a dry, semi-flaccid cum as is my won’t these days with no prostate and erectile disfunction but it was a strong climax, fueled by weeks of chastity, and it was an orgasm produced without any action on my cock, generated deep within by a combination of a strong physical need and a deep emotional arousal brought together by Mistress’ continued work on my now tender nipples.  As Mistress said, my sore nipples will remind me of Her for the rest of the day but more than that, the memory of that orgasm will stay with me for ever.  i have never before orgasmed without having had any action on my cock and although i knew my nipples were almost hot-wired to it in terms of their ability to make it harden, i never ever considered the possibility that i might one day be driven to orgasm by anyone playing with just my nipples.

This, in my mind, confirmed Mistress’ ownership and control of me and my body and it felt wonderful.  i left Her house feeling on top of the world for i felt sure that i had pleased Her and that i would someday be returning to serve Her again.  Yes, i too had had release and there was satisfaction for me in that but my main source of pleasure was in having given of myself to Her, of having been an instrument of satisfying Her needs before those of my own.  i remember saying that i loved Her and adored Her and it is absolutely true for the photographs i have of Her do not do Her justice, not only is She very attractive both in looks and in personality but She is strong willed, knows what she wants and has the ability to control and to use me in such a way that i want to serve Her, obey Her and be used by Her more and more.  i am under no illusion though that i have also given Her the right to discipline and punish me and i know that there will necessarily be some pain and that not every meeting will be like this one.  However, as i have said before, pain is for me the price of pleasure and my main joy is in serving and is such a joy that i will accept the pain.

Tonight, after work, i researched the male lactation issue and sourced the Domperidone drug.  i am going to try this but need to find a way first of purchasing it without drawing my Wife’s attention to what i am doing.  But it is something i have to do, an driven to do, not only because it would please Mistress Ana but to satisfy my innermost need to become as feminine as i possibly can.