It wasn’t actually in the dark or there wouldn’t be a picture, but I was waiting with a blindfold on, waiting for the mystery Mistress. No name, no email, no website address. No communication of any kind. All I knew was that Mistress Elita, who had kindly set this up for me, had given her the time, the place and the unusual session request. This could be summed up as:
“Walk in. Beat him. Leave.”
My heart rate spiked at the click of the door lock. I heard her come in quietly, open a bag and arrange implements on the glass table. This is what she would have seen:
Then she just stopped moving.
The room became a hole in time where everything was motionless. Frozen. Waiting. Was she looking at me, sizing me up; perhaps calculating what I might take from her? For what might have been five seconds or five minutes, she just stood there, drawing the moment out until I was ready to snap from the tension, almost begging her to hit me, hurt me; anything just to break the unnatural stillness.
Forty minutes later, she stopped moving again. Another hole in time appeared. After what felt like an age, she seemed to decide she was finished or, more probably (and accurately), that I was finished. The implements were returned to her bag, she applied a tissue to where the skin of my bottom was seeping blood and she left.
The silence could not have been more complete. Silence that was to sound as a black hole is to light.
Slowly, very slowly, I started to pull myself back together.
This is what she left behind:
I attempted in this post to describe why this very particular type of scene works for me and why I keep returning to it. Perhaps, when I’ve had time to process it more fully, I’ll try and describe the intense emotions and sensations that assailed me at the hands of the mystery Mistress.
I now know that the mystery Mistress was the very beautiful The Lady Lola whom Mistress Elita had recently photographed. To push me as far as she did, knowing only what Elita had told her, took great skill and understanding.
She kindly took the pictures I show in this post.
More Sunday sin here: