Tuesday, April 7, 2015

A Feeling of Dread

My slave will be leaving for home without me tomorrow.

He has expressed absolutely no unhappiness during this stay at the Chateau. In fact he is enjoying himself and is having fun. He hasn't really mentioned going home but I can feel that he is feeling dread about something. I ask him what is going on. I sound like some old co-dependent fag because I keep asking him what is bothering him. He smiles gently and tried to reassure me and himself that there is nothing. So, I finally asked him, "You're thinking about being home, aren't you". He admitted that he was and that he has a feeling of dread that he doesn't want to give in to. "Besides" he said, "You want me with you and I don't want to be without you.  You want to practice rope bondage more and I want you to learn more about it". He added that he didn't know how he would cope with being in Bhutan next month and that he is thinking of cancelling the trip. I told him that that he would leave for home tomorrow and that I will stay. That way he can be working with the animals and working in the studio more before he leaves for his three week walk with his monk friend. He shook his head in disapproval. I asked him which of us called the shots in this relationship. He responded, "yes sir".

"Besides" I told him, "I am sure they can find me someone to practice on."

We continued our bondage session. I learned the casting on of rope in the martial art style and securely binding the slave in a few very quick movements. The technique can range from merely secure to intensely painful depending how tightly the limbs are pulled together behind the back. The slave winced in pain at one of my tries and whispered "yes". His cock grew into an iron rod. He used breath control to cope with the pain and whispered "this feels really good, Master".

1 comment:

  1. You absolutely don't sound like an old co-dependant fag. You sound like someone who has an intimate knowledge of the mind set of your partner and wants to do the best for them.
    Once that sort of feeling gets into your head, the feeling that something's wrong but you can't put your finger on it, it' becomes a brain worm burrowing into your psyche until you have to do something about it. I think you did the only thing you could do in the circumstances and it shows in what you wrote that the only thing each of you is concerned about is each other.