Story and Testimony of my Servant Tony
The Story and Testimony of my Servant Tony. Today I’d like to share with you the testimony of Servant Tony. One of my first submissives who came to me. To make the article easier to read and to help with referencing, I’ve added titles and transition words. The rest of the text is as it was sent to me. I hope you enjoy your reading 🤗
The First Contact :
I had been looking for a BDSM encounter worthy of the name for a long time. The few experiences I had left me wanting more. Too far removed from the mythical and mysterious character I had imagined.
During a visit to the Ladyxena website, my eyes fell on a photo of a Mistress. She was slim and elegant, with the physique of a goddess from Olympus (or a Jam’s bond girl). Subtly draped in a tight-fitting black leather jumpsuit.
What’s more, the story that accompanied the photos was enough to persuade me that behind her queenly posturing was an intelligent woman who was convinced of her business.
In reality, there was no room for doubt: I had to get to know Mistress Julia. On 25 January, I introduced myself to our dear Mistress by email. Responding to her request to share my still limited experience… to clarify my very real but still ill-defined expectations.
On the one hand, I’d been interested in vanilla encounters for a long time and was still interested in them, as long as they included a touch of complicity and emotion. And On the other hand, I made known to Madame my desire to find myself forced to obey orders, to suffer and submit to the vexations, punishments and perhaps rewards of a female mistress, especially one whom I would worship, who would impose her mental strength, authority, charm, charisma and superior goddess status on me.
On the other hand, I admitted at the time that my professional career had led me to manage many women, always with a great deal of respect, but with authority, and that I would now like to see things reversed.
D-Day :
Steeped in the elementary rules laid down by Maitresse, the long-awaited day arrived. It took me along country roads, which added to the charm of the moment. When I caught sight of the pretty country house in the middle of the village where Maitresse had summoned me, a certain stress came over me.
The marvellous woman, the domineering Mistress I’d never dared to hope for, was there before me, more beautiful, taller, more impressive, more disturbing than the photos suggested. The welcome was very pleasant and reassuring, and Maitresse offered to share a coffee with me. She was obviously trying to understand my personality better, while at the same time reminding me of the rules of our meeting, particularly the safety rules.
After a pleasant moment, full of sincerity and complicity, Maitresse led me to the shower. She gave me a maid’s uniform and tights to put on. It’s worth noting that this was a rather complex exercise for me, something I’d never done before. I had to adjust these unusual women’s clothes, which made me feel like a servant. And I’m not talking about the tights, which had a lot of trouble accommodating my virility, whose vitality I was having trouble containing.
An apprehensive start to the session… :
Then I finally decided, not without some trepidation, to open the door and discover myself as such in front of Mistress Julia. At the time, the question was whether I should call Maitresse, Maitresse Julia or Déesse Julia… The second patronymic was chosen, which is no longer used today. Probably a sign of the stronger hold Maitresse now had over my inner self.
But let’s go back to our first contact.
In less time than it takes to say it, I was, on her orders, on my knees, at her feet, like an obedient puppy at the feet of its Mistress. I was reduced to the state of a submissive, ready to obey the slightest instruction from the superior being. Before my eyes could rediscover the marvellous lines of Mistress, sheathed in an elegant and fabulous leather suit. I had to kiss her divine feet with a budding passion… First, her magnificent shiny pumps… Then, her tights enveloping her pretty feet… Which I would have preferred, I must admit, to devour with my lips in nature mode.
I then suffered a few scratches and other punishments, probably for good reason, the traces of which I kept for a few days. My bottom, to which Mistress cheerfully gave access, received some ‘gentle lashes’. Then, a plug was quickly inserted, in anticipation of even more insistent manoeuvres.
I couldn’t stop staring at Mistress Julia
I have to admit that Mistress was very delicate in her undertakings, as if she was trying to discover her new subject and not subject him to excessive punishment. At least for this first experience. Every time I could look up, I couldn’t stop contemplating Mistress Julia’s admirable, flawless lines.
In fact, I don’t remember whether I was blindfolded and gagged for a while, so much must have been my amazement. And that deep gaze, sometimes cold, sometimes more consenting, which looked down on me and affirmed that my place was that of the submissive, the dominated, the soubrette, and perhaps even the rug.
… To Submission :
Then, later, my hands were handcuffed and suspended from the chain that descended from a ceiling beam.
Suddenly I was completely at the mercy of Mistress’s initiatives who could, with restraint it seemed to me at the time, exert her offensives on my defenceless body. My nipples, my buttocks, my male attributes were all there to be remembered. Even if we were still a long way from the torments known today. Tortures that I have to admit, I aspire to discover again and again and again…
Those moments of closeness, of shared intimacy, of eroticism that was sometimes sensual, sometimes sadistic, gave me the most beautiful emotions… My body tensed up… my mind escaped… And my heart softened.
I already sensed, even though it was the first time, that these high-intensity moments would be repeated.
I felt that Maitresse Julia was going to be able to take us even further in her dominatrix practices. Especially as I was beginning to be overwhelmed by her knowledge and passion for the exercise. On the other hand, her sincerity and authenticity were going to give me the desire and confidence to discover this new world for me.
“Come here, little dog”
Finally, I had just met a true dominatrix. Convinced of her art, she was going to help me discover a part of my personality that I didn’t yet know very well. That of a submissive, obedient man, attentive to his Mistress’s orders, happy to suffer her offences, as long as they were carried out by the Mistress of his dreams.
“Come here, little dog, on all fours… Come and rub against your Mistress’s legs… Let go of your animal instincts… Make yourself come…”.
Then Mistress Julia suddenly reminds me of the obvious… Time has passed. It’s time to wrap things up, and I have to admit I’d be terribly frustrated if I didn’t get to experience this moment of ecstasy. Magical, pleasantly delayed, but oh so desired.
After subtly encouraging me, then delicately supporting me as I ‘came back down to earth’, Maitresse invited me to go to her shower room to get back to a presentation and state more in keeping with the demands of our civilisation.
The Return of Servant Tony’s Story:
In conclusion, thank you Maitresse Julia for the quality of this first meeting. Thank you for making your beauty so beautiful and for entrusting us with your youth.
And for sharing your boldness with us. For trusting us and sharing your marvellous initiatives with us in all simplicity and complicity… In a word, for making us love your passion with passion. For making us touch the sublime and helping us discover a part of our personality that we perhaps didn’t really know.
Since then, I’ve had a few more encounters in Metz, each of which has led me to share magical moments with Maitresse Julia. Even my most accomplished fantasies and dreams couldn’t have let me guess.
If I had to share my nascent experience, I’d say :
- Submit, Obey, Subdue, Serve… The gracious, sublime, peerless, dazzling Mistress of one’s dreams.
To be the willing object of a Woman with the physique of a Goddess. Youthful, provocative, intelligent and certain of her authority. Confident and imbued with her passion. - To be guided by Mistress Julia through the mysterious and pleasurable twists and turns of D/S. All the while discovering the limitless facets of it, in complete harmony and confidence.
- Finally, what could be more stimulating and fulfilling for the man I am? With Maîtresse Julia I discover a new and extraordinary passion.
Here is the Story and Testimony of my Servant
Story and Testimony of my Servant Tony – Mistress’s Words
Dear Tony, this is a real letter full of passion that I received by e-mail. I had great pleasure in reading the feedback you gave me and I’m thrilled by the compliments and the discovery at my feet. Tony is always a submissive that I really enjoy receiving. Whether it’s during a session or outside of one, Tony always has unfailing respect and I take great pleasure, every time I meet you, in looking into the depths of your eyes. There’s so much to read in them. Our relationship has a long way to go, and I have lots of plans for you! As loyal as you are!
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