Where do i begin?  This will be a first for me. my first journal entry.  i had an experience last night that i feel needs to be written about.  It speaks to couples living the lifestyle 24/7.  It speaks to every woman on this site that has never had a "sub break" or who has but wants to experience one again.  It speaks to Men on CM that take a moment to answer my profile with one liners about my photos or pages of prose offering me better than what i have.  It speaks to very select couples that are local and interested in possible meetings to share like minds and possibly other things.  It speaks to local women that are looking for the Master that if only for a few hours, can make them forget whatever bad happened in their day or life.   It speaks to my Master for i hope He reads it and finds the results of His actions.  i hope i can do the story justice for i am not an author or expert in prose.  The following story is true and recent:

Yesterday in the middle of a very bad day, i received a message on Collar Me.  The name of the sender was familiar to me, the forum for the message coming from Him was shocking to me.  My very own real life, real time 24/7 Master took time from His day, took a chance on His whore, and wrote to her as if he were writing to a stranger. 

He said that by the look in my eyes in the pictures on my profile, i may be open to a visit from a stranger.  i won't quote His words to the letter because i havent the permission or desire to lay him out bare for all to examine.  He asked essentially if i would consent to releasing myself to him to escape the stresses and burdens of life if only for a few hours.  i responded that in fact i would be open to such a visit. 

He took time and creative thought and laid out his expectations in a precise and direct and powerful way.  Still speaking as this Stranger that was offering me a brief escape, He made my hands tremble and my heart race as i eagerly awaited each of His well thought out and brilliantly spoken messages.  i could feel His own energy and excitement growing as each message arrived.  He gave me instruction and laid out His intent in just enough detail that i was exhillarated and fearful all at once.  i was preparing for His arrival with the excitement and anticipation of the early days when i first was in service to Him before 24/7 became what 24/7 often becomes. 

The moment arrived, the exact time i was to be in place as instructed.  i was dressed to the letter make up just so, hair as he desired it, everything He wrote that He was expecting was in place and i was as nervous and as excited as the day i first met Him....

i was in position on a leather chaise, my heart was racing, i had stuffed my holes for Him with the toys i selected for warm up. i was masturbating and had been nearing my release several times and holding it back, the release that i was forbidden to have until He was there to allow it.  He entered our home and saw me just as He had wished.  He came to me and commented in a soft whisper in my ear that i was perfect, that i had done well and then without the permission i was so desperate to get, He told me to continue while He went upstairs to wash away the day and while He was gone, i still felt Him there beside me whispering next to my ear. my need to erupt in orgasm was becoming irresistable.  He returned to me and with one word from His lips and His hands moving over my body, i exploded.  He mentioned the initial message He sent me and i told Him that i cried when i received the first message from Him, and W/we commenced with a scene like none other. 

more to come....

It is 3 days later, i have been unable to write in this journal because i have been busy living.  i have been busy feeling.  Feeling like i a novice submissive with the whole world to explore.  Back to the night this began....

i can say, my body was aching, my mind was on fire, my flesh was tender and new to the sensations all over again.  There He was, right there with His mouth to my ear and His hands exploring me tenderly.  His eyes filled with the same wonder and excitement i was feeling.  W/we had found one another again.  i was there on the leather chaise, music playing, candles lit, i was intoxicated with surrender.  His instruction took me to the bed where i laid prone, the order of events allude me as anyone who knows sub space can attest to, thoughts become words that won't form and hours pass in minutes. 

He worked my flesh slowly, it began with a soft leather flogger, i felt it sliding over my skin, i smelled the hide, i heard the wooshing sound of it as He drew it around to its mark.  It began with that flogger, He was bringing me back, drawing me back into the caresses of pain.  The blows were one after another increasing in intensity, peaking and cresting then slowing again to build the waves i would float on.  There were multiple implements used on me.  The waning tolerances renewed, coaxed from my being by Him until i felt the pain differently, until it became my drug my very reason for breath.  Time melts away and order of events fail to allign but then came the single tail quirt.  There is a photograph of it wrapped around my pelvis on my profile.  He created a dance with the quirt and my flesh, i felt the biting stinging precise lashes of it as it found its mark over and over again.  His own high had developed.  It was palpable and i knew each bite of the single tail was like a sip of fine aged liquor to a Man who lives to drink.  i dont have the capacity to fully understand what happens in His mind or where He goes when He takes from me my sensations. i doubt i can ever really know what Power is to any Master what that FEELS like for Him but i felt it from Him. 

(to be added to...........)