Falling Ever Deeper, Pushing Limits, & Seeking To Serve

Play with me always starts with the mind. However, it’s so innocently done that you don’t even realize what is happening until it’s too late. My smile and mild manner draws you in, and curiosity keeps you wondering what I am going to say next. Some of it surprises you, which keeps you focused. You might not have expected too much, but you stay to see where things go. However, you are so fixated on what I say that you don’t even feel the caress of my hands.

Down you go.

I run my fingertips along the edges of your fantasies. I learn each and every one of them to be used later. Each move always calculated. I pick one up, and begin to play with it. Reveling in the feel of it. A fantasy so full of potential with limits ready to be tested. Meanwhile, you are so eager to please and impress me, so you shake off any hesitation. I sense it, and the urge to take that fantasy further creeps up again. A flash of a smile. The session ends, but I know it’s only really just begun.

You’re falling deeper.

A twitch starts to make its way through your mind. A mild ripple that you try to ignore, but it begins to grow. You keep flashing back to our conversations, and you can’t get me out of your mind. You start to look through my profile, scanning through pictures, and reading my blogs. Trying to get any little fix you can get, but it’s not enough. You stumble across pictures I had posted on Twitter of past sessions, and your heart begins to race. You wonder, “will she make me do that”, but it’s not something you would ever do so you push the thought aside. You keep scrolling with fascination, yet you’re also nervous about what could happen if you continue. Then, the impulse to message me hits you.

Falling deeper.

You begin to question me about the pictures you saw. Did I really make him do those things?

“Yes, I did. However, he’s a special piggy with almost no limits. Everything I do with a sub is done with consent. Anything I would do to you would be because you wanted it”.

My response is only a mild attempt to reassure you.

Deeper.

“Right, but when he came to you I bet he had limits. Then he saw your beautiful eyes and heard your charming and seemingly innocent voice”.

A smile slowly spreads across my face. “Yes, he did”, a small laugh escapes as I see the message he sent next. It’s a quote from a screenshot between a sub and I that I had posted on Twitter.

“’yes, you have taught me the correct answer is yes . . .’”

My smile grows wider, “Those limits faded away really fast”.

Do you feel that? You’re still falling.

-Mistress Kat