My last session with my Goddess Jaguar was amazing; as well as being a new step in my training as sexual slave, that session taught me love and hope are two interweaved lines in the brillant painting called BDSM.
How do I explain with words all the love, devotion and dedication that I offer to my Goddess? Altought I could, that way wouldn´t be the ideal, for that reason when I see the brilliant smile in the face of my Goddess Jaguar, when I hear her words of satisfaction, when I smell her beautiful long hair, I understand life bleseed me to put me at the feed of my Goddess.
My point is this: BDSM has its own language, composed of words, images, sounds, aromas, feelings, thoughts and dreams; before a session with my Goddess Jaguar, I think in a lot of phrases but when I'm at her feet my body also speaks, and unexpectedly moves and words merge in one thing, LOVE.
The days that pass before I can return to my Goddess are so difficult to me, however she is with me all time, my collar gives me security and faith, and also my Goddess speaks to me through my mind; I will never walk alone, she is with me no matter the place or the moment.
All my life I waited for my dominatrix, for that beautiful mistress whom I would adore and I would worship, I never thought that this woman would also be my Goddess, I never imagined the cosmic light gaves me such beautiful gift, and now I know my hope was the key to get it, the key of my hapiness and satisfaction.
A beautiful and happy review of my last session with my Goddes is coming!!! The only thing I can mention is she tortured me with electricity and I liked it so much!!! Contrary to what one might think, I shout for joy, pain was exciting and pleasant!! In the end, my Goddess and I were smiling, pain became happiness, the world stoped and then I kissed my Goddess' feet.
With all my love and hope
cachorro {JG}
Like Moby says in a wonderful song called "slipping away"; despite pain and sadness, the best is seeing the good when it´s all going bad.
