I had again the honor to meet Mistress Angelik. Even if it was already our third time, the emotion was still the same. Maybe even stronger than before.
We met in a small hotel in the center of Luxembourg. For me, this place had a meaning
But now, I came back for a very different reason. I was on my knees, serving a woman I respect deeply. This contrast was very intense and a bit strange for me.
When Mistress Angelik opened the door, I could immediately feel her calm power. She has a natural elegance, a strong presence without doing much. She welcomed me in a quiet way and asked me how I was. Then she said one word and I knew I must take off my clothes and kneel. I did it without thinking, with nervous feelings and also happiness.
The room was not big, but everything was ready. The lights were soft. Mistress doesn’t need special decoration. Her presence is already enough. She gives respect only by being there.
She was wearing a beautiful dress, perfect on her body. Not vulgar, just elegant and very classy. Her heels were amazing. I cannot explain how much it means to me to kiss her feet. It is a big honor. I feel proud and humble at the same time.
I brought something for her. A special kind of clamps I found online. I saw them before only in American videos. Never in real. Mistress took them, looked shortly, and used them on me without saying anything. Her silence told everything. She knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted to see how much I can take.
She used her heels to pull them and turn them. I made sounds. The pain was strong, but more strong was the feeling that she enjoyed it. And that was all that mattered for me.
When I moved too much, she slapped me in my face. It was direct and fair. I understood again that I belong to her in that moment.
Then Mistress put her heels on my chest and later on my testicles. She pressed, not soft, but controlled. I knew what will happen. I was afraid, but I also wanted it. My body was tight. My mind was not clear. My only goal was to stay and take it. I wanted to give her something. My pain. My silence. My resistance.
She told me more than one time that I can say the safe word. But I didn’t. My pride and my need to be worthy of her stopped me using it. I didn’t want to disappoint her.
At the end, Mistress allowed me to cum. It was a reward. A sign that maybe I did it good. I will never forget this moment.
Also outside of the session, I have the chance to help Mistress Angelik with small things like organizing her trips to Luxembourg. It is nothing big, but for me it is important. I feel useful and more close to her world. This is also a kind of service for me.
My biggest wish is to serve her more. To be a tool she can trust. To disappear behind her needs. And maybe become something regular in her life, if she accepts it.
I already wait for next time. For the moment I can be again on the floor in front of Mistress Angelik.
