A first session for him

Most Noble Mistress Inanna,

Here's my report on the first dressage session you gave me.

I've got a lot to say and to share with you.

With the extraordinary energy you communicate, you've exploded countless ideas and sensations.

I don't know if I'll be able to say it all, there's so much on my mind. I'll try to be as honest with you as possible, Sublime Mistress Inanna. A submissive/slave must be as transparent as possible with his Dominant. I think this is the most important condition for establishing a true relationship of trust. It's the only way the Dominant can properly control and educate the submissive under his protection.

You've used the expression "under my protection" several times, and I really like it. I totally agree with you, Noble Mistress Inanna. You are aware that the power and supremacy you have over the submissive gives you a responsibility. The submissive hands over his freedom to his Dominant, he becomes vulnerable. The Dominant controls the submissive in his own way, educating him in his own image, but this doesn't imply the destruction of the submissive; on the contrary, through this submission, the slave builds and blossoms. I thank you for this philosophy, Noble Mistress Inanna, and I revere and respect you for it.

We're more than a week into this session and I'm still having trouble coming down. I still can't believe the impact this moment has had. I've got 20 years' experience in BDSM, and I'm very demanding of the Mistresses I meet. With this experience, it's easy to become bitter and say it was better before. But with you, Imperious Mistress Inanna, I'm 20 years younger...

I was in the presence of a Genuine Dominant Woman, with real intelligence.

I thought about you all weekend, it was becoming obsessive.

Two hours after our meeting, I can't do anything else but think about the time you were going to give me to train.

I dropped everything and came to rest in the park next to your house, the wait was interminable. But it allowed me to calm the stress of work. I let go of everything else to be with you.

When you appeared, I was in a complete state of excitement. You were absolutely magnificent. You were the personification of the Dominant Woman. It was clear that men bowed and obeyed before you. Your piercing, determined gaze melted me. I could hardly look you in the eye. I was invaded by a fear of saying something stupid. A mistake that would disqualify me in your eyes and send me home the way I came, unaware of your strict upbringing. I love your voice, so determined, with your cute accent. Finally, you allowed me to follow you home. At the time, I was in a state.

When we got into the elevator, I had this burning desire to throw myself at your feet and fuck them. I don't know how I managed to restrain myself. We arrived at your apartment, and I carried out your orders to wait for you naked in the main room while you got ready in the bathroom.

You came out in an elegant leather dress, I was waiting for you naked and on my knees, because you had already conditioned me: ready to obey you and follow you in your BDSM dance.

After that, I don't really remember what happened next.

I was in a hypnotic state.

Still, I have flashes.

You told me you were very tactile and sensual.

I was in complete agreement with your practice.

I'm looking for just such a practice, to enter into a trance and follow you in your games to accept increasingly intense pain and transform it into pleasure.

I absolutely love this way of working with submissions to take them in the direction you want them to go.

The submissive is so excited that his first desire is to please the Mistress and accept every humiliation, every outrage, every abuse. I'm a follower of your philosophy. This practice is so animal.

I loved the smell of your skin, the softness of your skin or your leather dress, I couldn't tell the difference, your caresses, your spanks, your bites, your kisses.

I liked the way you pawed my mouth, putting your fingers in my mouth to use as a grip to steer me through space.

I loved this game where you controlled my breathing, I could only breathe by the air you breathed. At first, I was afraid of dying, of suffocating. Then, all of a sudden, I let go. If I were to die right now, it would be a beautiful death at your hands.

But no, I had to follow you and trust you absolutely.

You were determined to educate me through pain. But you didn't want to destroy me, on the contrary. You wanted to allow me to blossom under your control, under your protection.

It gives me great pleasure to be in this situation.

All the pain you inflicted on me turned into intense pleasure:

The cane, the clamps, the breast work, the candle...Thank you a thousand times Divine Mistress Inanna. When you wielded the knives, I didn't shine, but I felt totally confident in your hands.

I was under the impression that you didn't push the impact sets but yet I still have marks after more than a week. I love keeping the results of your work for so long. I'm proud to wear your signature.

My breasts were sensitive for a week. Just touching them made me think of you, Noble Mistress Inanna, and the extraordinary session you made me experience.

After 20 years of submission, it's incredible to meet Mistresses like you. It's becoming increasingly rare. You become demanding in your practice and you don't get moved easily.

But with you, Divine Mistress Inanna, it's total ecstasy.

I can't wait to come crawling back to your boots.

I'd like to find out if all this was just a coincidence.

I'd so much like to follow your training on a regular basis, it's so suited to my practice and it's so rare. You feed my fantasies, it's really extremely powerful.

You told me you were going to Cape Town. I can imagine you walking me around on a leash, with a chastity cage and plugged in for all the naturist camp people to see. You also told me you were going on a BDSM weekend. I imagined myself immersed for 48 hours under your control... a delight.

At the end, so I could come back down. We chatted over a drink. I love talking to you. It's very enriching to have your vision of America, for example. I'm interested in your points of view.

Just before I left you, you allowed me to kiss your shod feet. It was a way for me to show you my respect and submission.

I thought I heard little noises of satisfaction coming from you. I was thrilled to know that maybe I'd lived up to your expectations.
And I bow in glory to you, Sublime Mistress Inanna.

With all my devotion.