Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling

It’s a very rewarding relationship. But there can also be penalties.
She hasn’t completely forgiven him you understand. The topic will come up again… but that’s enough for one day.
A bit thoughtless of Suzie, I’d say, leaving her gimp chained up for her friends to look after. She could have got one of those autofeeder things and saved them a lot of trouble. Or just a really big bucket for the food mixture.
Then you can get on with making dinner. They’re going to be hungry, I expect.
Ma’am!
I never know anything. Wouldn’t particularly want to, if I were there… I could just be.

…and an extra one, which I wrote in a particularly worshipful mood.

… although actually that’s not true (like many things on this blog), because obviously in session you can get away with calling her ‘Mistress’. Which was just as well for me, as I’d always assumed it was some variant of ‘El-ee-ssa’. I was granted the extraordinary privilege of visiting Mistress Eleise three or four times about ten years ago and I never did realise I was saying her name wrong in my head until I heard her say it in a video, quite recently. Fortunately, I never committed the unforgiveable sin of mispronouncing her name out loud, to her very feet (oh, those feet…). Not that it got me out of the slappings (and the mocking… oh, that mocking!) I so thoroughly deserved.

12 thoughts on “Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”

  1. It’s on days like this that I can appreciate my wife moving to the caning machine. Unless I have done something particularly stupid she rarely can be bothered to reposition it, or me. In fact, she is most often not physically present at all.

    Consequently only one part of me generally looks like this afterwards, so with a bit of imagination I can usually find a tolerable sleeping position for the required fortnight or so.

    So much better than I have a right to expect. No wonder I am such a happy one.

    Mr M

    1. I believe the more sophisticated caning machines can adjust the aim to distribute the strokes regularly over a wider area. But there are advantages to having it simply thwack the same spot repeatedly (apart from the gratifying level of agony inflicted), in that so much space is left to have another go the next day and the day after and the day after that and so on.

      I hope your wife is pleased with the results, you do sound suitably grateful.

      Best wishes

      S

      1. Oh, she definitely leaves me a bit of wriggle room.

        Can you imagine what I would be like after an hour otherwise? I would be simply unusable.

        Steak tartare comes to mind…….

        Mr M

  2. Max. my sissy slave husband has asked if I would grant him the great honour of speaking with me, about something important. What could it be about? I granted his request but delayed the chat for one week. I could see this annoyed him, but he has no right to be anything but pleased I said I would speak with him.

    ”Come and kneel by my chair, honey. Have you completed all your chores? Have you been a good boy? ”

    ”Yes, goddess, I have completed my chores today, and I have been a good boy.”

    ”If what you want to speak to me about has anything to do with your chastity cage, then you can leave my presence now and go to the kitchen.”

    ”It has not, goddess.”

    ”OK, then what is it you wish to speak to me about?”

    ”Goddess, I do love your boyfriend, William, and I try to please him and serve him as my master.”

    ”Yes, yes, what about William?”

    ”Well, goddess, he has taken to hitting me, hard on the face, and then holding me tight and kissing my mouth,my face and my neck, goddess.”

    I was shocked, I was not expecting this.

    My poor husband! I couldn’t show Max that I was angry at my boyfriend, because he is superior to him, but I felt sick to the stomach.

    How could he betray me with my own sissy?

    ”How often has this happened, honey?”

    ”Goddess, every time he visits and you are upstairs having a shower or just not at home.”

    ”Not at home? You mean he comes here when I am at work, just to ‘make out’ with you?”

    ”Yes, goddess.”

    ”OK. You were right to ask to speak to me.

    This is not right, you shouldn’t be kissed and hugged by my boyfriend.

    Leave it with me, honey, I will speak to him.”

    ”I don’t want you two to part because of this, I just want him to stop hitting me, it hurts. The kissing is rather nice,, goddess.”

    ”OH!! I see. You don’t mind kissing?’

    ”No, goddess.”

    ””You may go now. I will think about this and speak to William, OK?”

    ”Yes, goddess, thank you, goddess.”

    And I did. At length. Angrily. With much slapping of his face.

    William, as you will understand, is my ex-boyfriend.

    He has cleared all his stuff from my house and returned all the stuff of mine at his house.

    Max is really, really happy.

    Zoe

    1. Shame it did not work out with William, Ms Zoe. I have to say, if a woman I was seeing slapped my face repeatedly, I would make every effort to mend my ways and avoid being abandoned by her, at all costs. But maybe William has other priorities.

      It’s nice that little Maxie’s happy. Hope you’re not without functional male companionship for too long, though.

      Best wishes

      S

  3. First Sissy

    Katherine Sutton, President of the USA looked beautiful as she got out of the limousine to go into peace talks between one of the most intractable conflicts of our time. Important as it was the world’s press were waiting for me to join her from the other side of the enormous car, I am the ‘first sissy’ Maisie Sutton. A sissy wife to my wonderful spouse and mentor. I was wearing an american gown by Thomas Ford and had my hair loose about my shoulders. The press went wild, the TV commentators minutely analysed everything I was wearing.

    Katherine’s idea that my glamour could help the process was working. I didn’t have to do anything, just look fabulous. As Katherine was rushed into the conference centre I stayed behind to talk to the journalists about hair and make up and my dress and my shoes and my hair. They can’t get enough and I lap it up.

    ABC TV: ”Maisie have you worn this lovely Tom Ford dress before?”

    ”Yes, I have. I love american designers and I often wear Tommy’s designs.”

    NBC TV: ”Maisie. are you going into the negotiations or has Katherine asked you to stay outside.”

    ”No one makes me stay outside, honey. I will be sitting behind Katherine as she talks to the Russians and I hope we get a settlement tonight.”

    Sky News: ”Maisie, I love your shoes, are they a designer, I don’t recognise them, ma’am.”

    ”Why yes, they are from a small shoe designer in Utah who is a fabulous designer. Her name is Debbie Lynch. Remember the name.”

    ABC TV: ”Maisie, thanks for speaking to us, I hope it all goes well. Have you met any of the Russian delegation?”

    ”Well, as you know, I speak Russian. Yes. I do know quite a few of the diplomats, although when I knew them they were at High School in Moscow. I hope to catch up with some of them.”

    NBC TV: ”Did you date any of them, Maisie?”

    ”A girl doesn’t kiss and tell, you know that. Anyway I must join Katherine, wish us luck and pray for peace, babes.”

    ABC & NBC & Sky & BBC & many others: ”We will, Maisie Sutton.”

    The evening news was all about me and my words of wisdom, just as Katherine had hoped and planned.

    ”I love you, Katherine.”

    ”I love you, Maisie.”

    Zoe

    1. I’m sure the presence of the first sissy provides a little light relief, for those hard-faced men from the warring countries, Ms Zoe. Of course, a better solution still would be to put a woman in charge of both sides, but in the meantime, I think the softness of a sissy’s giggle can help to foster a sense that there is more to life than conflict.

      Apropos nothing much, here is the picture of a former leader of Ukraine. It’s not hard to see which side to support… Slava Ukraini!

      Best wishes

      S

  4. First Sissy

    TV news: ”We had a fabulous time with the first sissy tonight, she was so gracious in talking to us.

    We have Amanda Mc Stewart from Glamour Sissy Magazine with us to analyse some of the things she said and the jewellery she wore.”

    Amanda: ”Yes, she is such a smooth operator isn’t she. She wore a Ukrainian necklace from Kiev, which she has worn before and a brooch from a Moscow designer, who is one of
    her favourites. I think she is being even handed and not showing bias, she was born in Moscow and so knows a lot of important people.”

    TV: ”Do you think she was hinting she had dated some?”

    Amanda: ”I know there has been speculation about that, but I think she was just being flirtatious and naughty really, after all she came to the USA when she was 21 years old as a member of the Russia Today TV news team. She was then able to stay when she married Katherine.”

    TV: ”So, why do you think she came to such important talks? It seems a bit above her as a well known ‘air head’ and ‘pretty bimbo’ do you think it was a mistake?”

    Amanda: ”I think this was a clever strategy by Katherine to get us talking about her on the TV news, instead of the peace talks. It has worked as well.”

    TV: ”Clever Katherine, although Maisie is so beautiful, a real asset for the President and always a draw for journalists and commentators.

    Well, thank you Amanda.

    We leave you with some live pictures as the President and First Sissy leave the conference centre, waving to the adoring crowds..they go wild for Maisie, don’t they?”

    Zoe

    1. These symbolic items of clothing or jewelry can be so significant, Ms Zoe. I hope Maisie has a good solid German chastity-belt, though, as that really underpins and provides justifcation for the whole ensemble.

      Best wishes

      S

  5. Men must almost always keep their semen insides of themselves, while they adore and shower women with affection.
    Es la ley
    Alberto

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