Sirge - understanding

It takes time to mend wounds.
It takes time to relieve pain.
It takes time to understand.
It takes time to grow.
It takes no time to love.

To feel him inside me, he grows inside of me.
he is a part of my life I never thought I would experience.
he is mine, he is Me.
To touch him, to feel his skin against mine.
Giving to Me, for me to grow.
To respect him as he respects Me.
To care for each other.
A sacred relationship nurtured by understanding.

I find myself only having More to give him with each passing hour, each passing minute, each beat of my heart.

Towser - to obey

I have grown every moment and minute with My master, My man, My Sirge, My ONE.
He is my All...and I know that it is as simple as Obeying...it fills me, my heart and soul are filled, my spirit soars... to meet His every request.

Thank YOU my Master.

His pbPmTP, His servant, slave...His thrall...
lmcu MTLU

Sirge - lesson

The lesson this weekend is for him to understand that as My thrall he doesn't need a collar or a harness. he doesn't need a piece of rope to be confined and restrained. he doesn't need to wear a cinch, a tag, or a cock cage, or to be branded or publically registered as My slave. Though all those concepts completely energize Me, for him to freely give himself to Me and affirm his place in My life, all he has to do is follow one simple premise.

And that is to obey.

Towser - growth

I have been lead and been guided by my Master my Sirge...my Man...we continue to grow and learn from one another always...

To be Owned, to give one's self to another is the greatest of all things in my life...to feel that ownership, is a feeling like no other I have ever experienced and it is a honor and privilege...and I am so very very thankful for...

I continually feel my Master's control of  me...it fills me...gives me a fulfillment in my heart my soul and my spirit...We are One..a love greater than anything I have ever experienced...and have longed for, for an eternity...

My Master has taught me self control...not touching my cock (his cock as he owns me)...binding with rope around my groin...allowing me to kneel and taste, lick and be blessed by his hole... guiding me to climax as reward for my good behavior...

My Master is my All, it is him I wake to and fall asleep with every night...:It is my Master I continually keep abreast of my activities throughout my day...We share our comings and our goings...OUR thoughts and our needs, for we are a partnership growing always....

He fills my heart my soul and my spirit soars because of HIM....

With all I am because of HIM...

His servant, his slave, his pbPmTP, His thrall, His Man

MTLU My One

Sirge - hole

Slighty crouched with my shorts pulled down just enough to expose my ass and My mutt behind me. he immediately dove in and licked. his stubbled jaw scraping against my stubbled crack and his spit soaked tongue lathered my hole. he chewed and pushed and I reached back to spread and open Myself for him to delve further into Me. he panted and slurped. his place, yet not his only purpose. he pleases me very much. How wonderful My life is to have My thrall service Me - not only through the sensual and physical act but with his eagerness and vigor in eating My ass.

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Sirge - level three

Last night when we went to bed he was instructed to encass himself with soft black boxer briefs. he was told to add another layer of confinement, over the underwear, by binding his crotch with a simple harness made of rope. he followed directives, as he should.

Now with a layer of fabric enveloping My cock, edged and framed by the rope, I instructed him to grind My meat into the mattress. While he was still awake, I wanted him to experience the sensation of swelling when being confined in this manner. he was then told to sleep as I said good night.

I am now waking him to find how he slept for the first time being constrained and restricted at this level. I imagine his noctural erections would be limited from being completely and fully realized. Hopefully he is learning to appreciate the sense of restraint, the giving of submission, while feeling My power and control.

When he awoke, he asked if he could unbind. I knew he needed to piss. And as predicted, he reported he felt the restraint during the night, not being able to completely harden, due to the layers of binding. he woke in the night finding his hand on My meat and his other hand holding his chain. he described the experience as mildly uncomfortable - like trying to piss with a hard-on. I am smiling...as that is exactly what I wanted him to feel, as we grow ever closer to completely locking My meat in a full-blown cock cage.

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