Serenity

Mistress has a way about her. She's not one to give in to emotions lightly so her approach is one of true purpose and intent. I had the pleasure of working with Mistress  with some enlightened energetic body positive grounding sadism. I'll explain.
Mistress didn't exactly have a plan but she was on a mission. The way she wrapped my person felt as though ritual was being preformed. Every wrap around a body part felt right where it needed to be evoking spirits to watch over her offering. When Mistress got going, I couldn't help but be in her charge happily doing whatever she commands. Her healing energy cast a protection bubble over us and I became hers all at once. Mistress would touch a shoulder and my body would melt into puddles of chocolate. She would turn me this way and that wrapping my torso with my arms behind my back weaving in and out of my arm holes. When Mistress stood behind me, removing locked knees inviting gravity, I could feel her grounded soothing soul playing with mine. As she commanded, I dropped to my knees laying cloud like onto the mats. Gently Mistress lifted my right leg and began to wrapped, outside then inside. She administered pain to my resting inner thigh with her knee continuing to wrap said leg. Her Sith-like movements made you believe in the dark side. Every pain given led way to releasing other parts of the body in polarity. Mistress took special care to the ritual wrapping my breast so that the decorative knots hovered over pressure points as a reminder of her many gifts given, they were plenty. After she wrapped my limb, Mistress hoisted my leg into the air with my arms tied behind my back and my belly plastered onto the cold mats. Pressure point here, stretch there, pain over here to a cry out in The Meditation Room that gave Mistress so much joy I could almost feel her smile. I'm sure the suspension, in this case, acted as a gateway to special deminsions while my body waits in the ether for her to show up again yet, my body didn't want to soar anywhere but right where I was. Rope tightening on my right leg begging for release where there was none until Mistressdeemed it so. By the time I came down from my perch of joyful pain and surrender, Mistress politely reassured me, without words, it was all over with a solid cuddle. Her soft skin, her warm cheek on my neck. She smelled like Dragon's Blood and Magik as if I wasn't drunk enough. When it came time to untie me, Mistress took emence pleasure of the rope pinching and tugging on my skin as well as the oscillation in my body. As I sift through my monkey mind to collect details there were none specific to be had because serenity and surrender took its place. Sitting in the lap of My Mistress was the only reprive required and her heartbeat soothed the shivers and shakes accumulated. First time I'd utter the words to another who did not give birth to me in the utmost highest respect I say to my Mistress, "Yes Ma'am. Thank you Ma'am".