The snug fit of cotton briefs,
The hard firm ass of My thrall secured with rope,
It is what he desires.
It is what I want.
It is what I want.
And he obeys.
he pleases Me very much
in so many ways.
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Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Towser - bathing and binding
The last two days I have been given directives by my Sirge...
Yesterday, I was directed to stand in the shower, piss into a clean wash cloth, and bathe myself. As I stood stripped naked in the shower releasing and rubbing myself down with my piss, I was filled with such Ownership from my Master, my Sirge...and such obligation, honor and privilege to be able to accomplish the task at hand...
The feel of my hot piss seeping into my pores was such a feeling of euphoria...knowing I was doing as my Master, my Man, My Sirge directed of me...knowing I was pleasing Him, My All, My ONE. I was then directed to collar, harness, cinch my cock...owned by my Master, dress and spend the day enveloped in my piss...my raunch...my masculine manliness...
Today, I was directed to shower and scrub from head to toe...to put on fresh CK pouched briefs and bind myself with OUR rope...a binding across my waist through my legs, compacting and encasing my Master's cock even more, around and down the crack of HIS ass...around the tops of my thighs and then tie securely. Upon, completion I was securely bound...Held tightly by My Master, My Sirge's request and directive.
My Life is so full of my Master, my Man, my Sirge...it fills me with such completeness knowing I am All that is desired by Him..
LMCOU MTLU...pbPmTP
Your slave, Your servant, Your thrall
Yesterday, I was directed to stand in the shower, piss into a clean wash cloth, and bathe myself. As I stood stripped naked in the shower releasing and rubbing myself down with my piss, I was filled with such Ownership from my Master, my Sirge...and such obligation, honor and privilege to be able to accomplish the task at hand...
The feel of my hot piss seeping into my pores was such a feeling of euphoria...knowing I was doing as my Master, my Man, My Sirge directed of me...knowing I was pleasing Him, My All, My ONE. I was then directed to collar, harness, cinch my cock...owned by my Master, dress and spend the day enveloped in my piss...my raunch...my masculine manliness...
Today, I was directed to shower and scrub from head to toe...to put on fresh CK pouched briefs and bind myself with OUR rope...a binding across my waist through my legs, compacting and encasing my Master's cock even more, around and down the crack of HIS ass...around the tops of my thighs and then tie securely. Upon, completion I was securely bound...Held tightly by My Master, My Sirge's request and directive.
My Life is so full of my Master, my Man, my Sirge...it fills me with such completeness knowing I am All that is desired by Him..
LMCOU MTLU...pbPmTP
Your slave, Your servant, Your thrall
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Sirge - swollen
Knowing he was wearing my briefs, that
My meat was being mildly confined, I reached over and grazed my hands
across the top of his crotch. he had only touched himself once in the
past 24 hours and as any real man knows that touching, groping and
adjusting oneself is a natural thing men do. But to now be commanded
not to touch, even after pissing, only created an increase in his
awareness, focus and desire to want to hold it. This made him much
more conscious of his mental and physical situation thus his
automatic response was to swell. The moan
that escaped him was a cross between a sigh and a growl.
I instructed him to pull just the running pants down to expose himself. My meat, so rugged and solid was pushing against the cotton fabric in an attempt to escape the entrapment...and the clearly visible wet-spot indicated how he was responding to the situation. I touched the skin right below the band of the leg. I watched him squirm and flinch. I firmly grabbed his inner thigh. I worked around, touching and rubbing the fabric and I watched him throb. Reaching up and under the leg band, with a spit lubed finger I gently touched My hole. His back arched in response. I let him smell my finger, and then fed him the sweaty raunch from my probing. I did all of this while completely avoiding touching My meat.
With my hand only an inch away, I asked him if he wanted me to touch it and he simply replied, "Yes."
I asked him again and he replied, "Yes, please."
I asked him yet again and he replied, "Yes, please my Master."
I firmly grasped him. So swollen and very warm, more pre-cum soaked through the material. he was engorged and thicker than I have ever felt him before. I patted My meat a few times, a bit rough, but I did not intended to inflict any pain. I scraped my fingers along the shaft and teased him by squeezing the head with my fingers. I repeatedly pinched the skin under his swollen glans, a place he enjoys me to chew, and he shook with excitement and his legs quivered in response.
he was given instructions to pull the briefs down and I grabbed him, and squeezed even more pre-cum from his head. As I wiped the glistening liquid from My meat, he opened his mouth in anticipation to be fed, but he watched as I licked the fluid off my own finger. I then let him suck my finger to taste any residual fluids. He eagerly sucked with unashamed abandon. I squeezed My meat again and watched another pool of pre-cum form on the slit of his head. Clearly he was very aroused and I wiped the liquid over the head of his cock.
I asked him if he wanted to touch himself. he told me he did. I asked him why he wanted to touch his own meat and he replied, "Because it is Yours."
I allowed him to hold his own hot flesh in his hands and he pulled and stroked for just a brief period of time. I wanted him to feel and know how My meat felt after being confined for a day. I then instructed him him to pull both the briefs and his running pants back up.
As he laid back, I told him how proud I was of him, how beautiful and masculine he was and how I wanted to take him further. I whispered in his ear, "There will always be more."
he knows what I mean...more power, more directives, more demands and more commands. Based on his reactions to the 24 hours of self-control and restriction at this primary level, I know he is willing to give more and he craves more. And I look forward to increasing the intensity, duration and types of bondage to take him physically further under My control and mentally deeper into his own submission.
I instructed him to pull just the running pants down to expose himself. My meat, so rugged and solid was pushing against the cotton fabric in an attempt to escape the entrapment...and the clearly visible wet-spot indicated how he was responding to the situation. I touched the skin right below the band of the leg. I watched him squirm and flinch. I firmly grabbed his inner thigh. I worked around, touching and rubbing the fabric and I watched him throb. Reaching up and under the leg band, with a spit lubed finger I gently touched My hole. His back arched in response. I let him smell my finger, and then fed him the sweaty raunch from my probing. I did all of this while completely avoiding touching My meat.
With my hand only an inch away, I asked him if he wanted me to touch it and he simply replied, "Yes."
I asked him again and he replied, "Yes, please."
I asked him yet again and he replied, "Yes, please my Master."
I firmly grasped him. So swollen and very warm, more pre-cum soaked through the material. he was engorged and thicker than I have ever felt him before. I patted My meat a few times, a bit rough, but I did not intended to inflict any pain. I scraped my fingers along the shaft and teased him by squeezing the head with my fingers. I repeatedly pinched the skin under his swollen glans, a place he enjoys me to chew, and he shook with excitement and his legs quivered in response.
he was given instructions to pull the briefs down and I grabbed him, and squeezed even more pre-cum from his head. As I wiped the glistening liquid from My meat, he opened his mouth in anticipation to be fed, but he watched as I licked the fluid off my own finger. I then let him suck my finger to taste any residual fluids. He eagerly sucked with unashamed abandon. I squeezed My meat again and watched another pool of pre-cum form on the slit of his head. Clearly he was very aroused and I wiped the liquid over the head of his cock.
I asked him if he wanted to touch himself. he told me he did. I asked him why he wanted to touch his own meat and he replied, "Because it is Yours."
I allowed him to hold his own hot flesh in his hands and he pulled and stroked for just a brief period of time. I wanted him to feel and know how My meat felt after being confined for a day. I then instructed him him to pull both the briefs and his running pants back up.
As he laid back, I told him how proud I was of him, how beautiful and masculine he was and how I wanted to take him further. I whispered in his ear, "There will always be more."
he knows what I mean...more power, more directives, more demands and more commands. Based on his reactions to the 24 hours of self-control and restriction at this primary level, I know he is willing to give more and he craves more. And I look forward to increasing the intensity, duration and types of bondage to take him physically further under My control and mentally deeper into his own submission.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Towser - held and constricted
After sharing my thougths with My Master, My One, My Sirge, regarding the desire, want and need for a cock cage I was first directed first to not touch His meat at all - not for shaking off after a piss or even to adjust. And I am one to enjoy feeling His cock, His meat.
Was I going to be able to follow MY Master's directive?
Oh, yes I was.....for I knew not only did I desire to feel His control, which is filled with complete devotion and understanding regarding what His Man, His mutt Towser needs always. I have craved and desired not only the constriction, but also the control of My Sirge, My Master...to see if I was mentally ready to fulfill these very deep desires I have needed and felt so deep down in my inner depths and could only ever be with My Sirge, My Man, My Master. But it is also knowing I am pleasing Him...the pleasure in feeling and knowing his mutt Towser was doing as he was directed and requested to do
.
My next directive was to take the pair of CK briefs I had been instructed to put on...fresh, white with a predominate pouch for His cock, His meat. As I pulled them on and felt the constriction the soft cotton envelop His meat and his ass...and know this would be the only time I would be able to adjust His meat. I was swollen and engorged before ever having pulled them up to my waist. As I started my experience of self-control and desire to please My Master...my heart raced. I first had been directed not to touch His meat and I felt such desire and need to do as My Master, My Sirge had directed. Now, I was wearing the briefs he wanted me to wear...the feeling of control and restriction.
He fills me with all that makes me feel whole...complete. I am filled with the devotion He desires with Pure Honor and Privilege. What We have is beyond anything I ever imagined...and My Master fills ever pore that makes me who I am.
I desire all He will give me and I will receive all with such humbleness and complete willingness.
He is My Master, My Sirge, My ONE...
MTLU YOUR pbPmTP
Your thrall
Was I going to be able to follow MY Master's directive?
Oh, yes I was.....for I knew not only did I desire to feel His control, which is filled with complete devotion and understanding regarding what His Man, His mutt Towser needs always. I have craved and desired not only the constriction, but also the control of My Sirge, My Master...to see if I was mentally ready to fulfill these very deep desires I have needed and felt so deep down in my inner depths and could only ever be with My Sirge, My Man, My Master. But it is also knowing I am pleasing Him...the pleasure in feeling and knowing his mutt Towser was doing as he was directed and requested to do
.
My next directive was to take the pair of CK briefs I had been instructed to put on...fresh, white with a predominate pouch for His cock, His meat. As I pulled them on and felt the constriction the soft cotton envelop His meat and his ass...and know this would be the only time I would be able to adjust His meat. I was swollen and engorged before ever having pulled them up to my waist. As I started my experience of self-control and desire to please My Master...my heart raced. I first had been directed not to touch His meat and I felt such desire and need to do as My Master, My Sirge had directed. Now, I was wearing the briefs he wanted me to wear...the feeling of control and restriction.
He fills me with all that makes me feel whole...complete. I am filled with the devotion He desires with Pure Honor and Privilege. What We have is beyond anything I ever imagined...and My Master fills ever pore that makes me who I am.
I desire all He will give me and I will receive all with such humbleness and complete willingness.
He is My Master, My Sirge, My ONE...
MTLU YOUR pbPmTP
Your thrall
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Sirge - level one
Simple discipline and control with a pair of my briefs.
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