Read on to learn what Ramona did with these.
She said, do you see what I see, be careful to choose
Be careful what you wish for the dream may come true
When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
Will it turn up sorrow? If it does, then you lose
Steven Edward Duren
9:30 AM
Morning. The sun has been brushing my face through my east-facing window for a while now, but I am so lazy. I linger in my bed for just a bit longer, the soft silky satin of my night gown caressing my skin, contrasting with the rather course texture of the linen bedsheets I love so much. Linen is such a wonderful fabric. A little coarse to the touch, just enough to provide a pleasant rub on the skin, while it breathes and dries so nicely. Almost a must for those sweaty nights that seem to have increased in frequency lately. Not this night, though. I slept a dreamless deep sleep and I feel well rested and energized.
10:00 AM
Slowly I climb out of my bed and make myself a coffee, my mind quickly going through what my day is expected to look like. I have a session scheduled with Jadey for the afternoon, so I am free for the first half of the day. I’m going to have my morning coffee. While doing that, I will finalize and send to Jadey an email that I have prepared last night, but couldn’t quite finish, because I had to go to sleep. My mandatory bedtime is now 3 am and I have been scrupulously observing it. After morning coffee, I will need to go out to do some chores, before coming back for the afternoon.
As the smell of freshly brewed coffee fills my kitchen, I go to the bathroom for my morning routine but freeze mid-wat as a terrifying thought suddenly grips my mind. Is the session with Jadey really scheduled for the afternoon or did I mess things up? What if I did? What if my Mistress expects me now? I turn back, my heart racing. I pour my coffee into my usual mug and quickly go to my computer, turn it on and log into the Bondage Club. Jadey is online. With shaking hands, I message her.
“Good morning, Miss. We were scheduled for the afternoon, right? Please tell me I didn’t mess things up … again!"
“Hello dear. It is afternoon indeed.", answers Jadey after a short while.
Phew. I sigh with relief. My heart just stopped there for a moment. All good, all good.
10:30 AM
I can enjoy my coffee now while casually chatting with my Mistress. I finalize that email and send it out as the caffeine quickly does its job, increasing blood flow and awareness. Damn, I feel rather horny now. I always feel somewhat more aroused in the morning, but that’s not the only reason now.
Talking to Jadey, even casually, has that uncanny exciting effect on me of increasing my arousal exponentially. I don’t even know what she is saying to me that makes me so horny. Maybe it is just her presence in my mind that activates some strange chemical processes in my body. My hand slowly wanders between my legs. I almost never wear panties while at home and now I am still dressed in my night gown. I part my pussy lips gently with my index finger and push it inside my slightly wet hole, scooping some of the sticky juices, then slowly lead that finger it to my lips. I sniff a couple of times and rub that finger on my upper lip right under my nose, enjoying the stale smell of my unwashed pussy.
Riiight… I didn’t get to wash myself at all this morning!
I realize that I do smell a bit and a slight grin crosses my face. I stick my finger in my mouth, sucking and licking it clean, before getting back to messaging with Jadey.
11:00 AM
As we keep chatting, I keep casually touching myself from time to time, then sniffing and licking my finger clean. Oh, I do love the smell and the taste of pussy!
“I need to go out now for a couple of hours, Miss. I will be back in time for our afternoon session." Then I do send her a quick emote, letting her know I was touching and rubbing myself one last time before logging off.
“Then rub yourself faster slut! Come for me before you log off!"
My hands freeze on my keyboard as I stare at the screen in disbelief. It takes a while for the message to sink in. With shaking hands, I type my answer:
“Yes, my Miss. … Thank you!"
With a loud sigh, I stick my finger back inside my pussy, lubing it thoroughly in my juices, then start rubbing my clit. Slowly, with wide circular motions, applying a gentle, ever-increasing pressure I keep working on it in between typing messages to Jadey. From time to time, my finger goes back into my hole for more lubing, then back on my knob as Jadey keeps flooding my screen with emotes, planting pictures in my mind.
You are tied spread eagled between two trees in the forest just behind my house. Naked and shivering, your body is exposed for everybody to see and use as they see fit. Hikers and tourists are passing by, looking lewdly at your helpless body hanging there.
It becomes harder and harder to take the time to type my messages to Jadey. I try to do it with one hand, but it doesn’t work so well. Damn I will have to clean my keyboard again after this. I stick two fingers inside my pussy and place my thumb on my clit. Oh god, this feels good! With my crooked fingers I rub my inner walls, searching for that G-spot, while pressing my thumb on my already swollen clit, massaging it as best I can. My hard and erect nipples rub against the soft fabric of my satin gown and I start pinching and twisting them with my other hand.
As Jadey keeps telling that story to me, my mind visualizes the scene and my body starts trembling. It is as though I am really there in the woods, being used and abused by strangers. I surrender. I simply give up. To hell with typing. I let myself go and start fucking myself frantically with my fingers, slapping my pussy like a maniac. Harder, ever harder I abuse my own nipples as my eyes swell with tears. Can she see me now? Does she know? Of course she does! She is in my mind and my mind is hers!
“Come for me bitch!" … I see the message on my screen just as I am about to burst. She knows … she knows. Panting, I take my hand out of my pussy and raise it. Staring down at my crotch I take aim and let it come down hard on my labia with a loud *smack* while I pull on my left nipple so hard that I let out a shrill yelp. My world instantly goes dark as my body is flooded by wave after wave of pleasure. Breathing heavily, I place my hands on my table and let my head hang as my entire body trembles and shakes like a leaf. Spasm after spasm I ride out my orgasm, clenching my pussy rhythmically as my moans echo through my room.
After what seems an eternity, I finally open my eyes and manage to type:
Thank you … Miss!
Good girl! … the answer comes almost instantly and then, after a short while another emote:
Jadey takes the bundle of your clothes and places it between your feet. “Piss on them, whore”. After you obediently soak your clothes in your hot pee, Jadey unties you and orders you to dress back up. In your piss-drenched clothes, she leads you by the leash on the forest path back to the house.
“Isn’t that nice, whore?" I can almost feel Jadey grinning with satisfaction in front of her screen and my face starts burning as blood rushes to my cheeks.
“Now you can log off and go out. Don’t dally. Come back soon for our afternoon session."
“Yes, my Miss. Good bye … for now."
With a loud sigh I log off and stare at my keyboard. The keys are smeared with the remnants of my juices. Shrugging, I take out a couple of wet wipes and clean it. I always have a pack of wet wipes on my table. I stand up and look at my stained chair. Damn. Not again. I said I should start using a blanket to cover it. Ditzy girl!
12:00 PM
As I go and take a shower, then get dressed and head out, my mind still dwells on what just happened. How am I supposed to do my chores now? My mind is simply not here. It wanders off to Jadey and the club. People around me seem so strange. Everybody seems to stare at me like they knew. I quicken my pace. She is always on my mind. I just can’t focus on anything. Like in a dream I do what I have to do, but it is so difficult! Is this what social anxiety feels like? I never had such a thing. But now I can’t seem to take my mind off the Bondage Club anymore. I can’t seem to take my mind off her anymore. How did this happen? How did it get to this? Heh, you know how, girl. You were craving for it. Dreaming about it. Now your dream came true. You are what you are. You are exactly where you are supposed to be. I smile, oblivious to my surroundings and finally head home. Home to her …
14:00 PM
Without even bothering to change clothes, I head straight for my computer. Bottle of wine – check. Water – check. Mug – check. That’s all I need before logging into the club for the scheduled scene. I ask myself what it will be this time. I never know what to expect from Jadey. No scene is like the other with her and I keep wondering how her mind keeps devising all these things. Shivering with excitement, I beep her and wait for her summon.
As I immerse into the scene, my mind starts racing. Pictures in my mind. Vivid and real, so real, so much more than pictures. It is like I really feel everything that is happening to me. Pain, pleasure, physical sensations are all impulses in our brains. Is it possible to make our brains feel those without the actual physical trigger. It certainly seems so for me. But this time, it’s even more than that. Jadey pushes me to my limits and beyond, almost crossing them. Almost.
Pencil stumps. Sharp and stinging. Puncturing my skin. Or are they? It sure feels like they do! Argh! I have a phobia of needles.
My entire body tenses. I clench my teeth and my fingers seem to freeze on my keyboard. The sharp pencil tip presses into my toes. No … no … this doesn’t feel right. Please don’t do this to me, Miss. I almost type the message, but something holds me back. My head spins as I descend more and more into that state of surrender*. I am hers. She can do anything she wants to me. She won’t hurt me. I know she won’t.*
She sticks pencil stumps into my pussy. One, two, three … Miss! Are you for real? Not my pussy! As I shake and tremble, I can feel those sharp tips scratching against my inner walls. I swear I can feel them! They are in me! I clench my pussy as hard as I can and instantly freeze. That only makes it worse, you stupid girl. Breathing heavily, it seems I am almost hyperventilating. I desperately try to relax when the hits start raining down on my body and my mind just melts as I completely lose myself.
Subspace. Is this how it is supposed to feel? I never felt anything like this before Jadey. I cry. Tears of joy. Tears of surrender. Tears of bliss. Lost, yet found. Empty, yet so full!
Just another day in Rammy-land…
Words. I have no more words for you, dear reader. Just a song.
No more holding down
I prevail
I am the consequence
I am everything
Who's at the wheel?
Say a word, say anything, I will be healed
Who's at the wheel?
Say a word, say something that will make it real
18:00 PM
“Rammy, my dear, we’ve got a wedding to attend. Mirane QT." says Jadey as she clips the leash onto my collar and takes me away.
How am I supposed to still be sane and calculated after this?
I am just a simple blonde trying to make my way in the universe …