the subtle, playful side of Domination

yesterday evening i had a delightful time attending a party with my Mistress and Her family. W/we played a great adult card game, drank margaritas until tipsy and made asses and fools of ourselves until early morning,  She allowed me to sit on the floor next to Her awesome feet and close in proximity to Her steaming, converse tennis shoes, which She kicked off with playful abandon. i was helplessly transfixed in this position most of the night. it was pure nirvana.

as the evening wore on, She enjoyed clobbering me silly, consecutively with nearby balloons and squirting soy sauce all over my face. i can still hear Her maniacal laughter at my humiliation. a couple times She smacked me so hard that my glasses flew off. W/we both laughed at my pathetic predicament. then, She would resume again.

perhaps the best part of the evening was Her gently grabbing my hand and petting it towards the conclusion of the party

. all i wanted to do was to curl up at Her feet and enjoy the peace and security She offered. i had missed this so much and it had been such a long time. i sometimes wonder if She misses these moments as much as i do? but, i don't press. i am grateful for Her friendship and the fact that She still needs and requires my services occasionally.

still all and all, this was a treasured moment for me. :)

well, that and Her bear hug. She gives the best air tight, rib snapping, breath robbing  bear hugs i have ever experienced. i hope to succumb one day to them. 

my submission meter went off the chart, and that was indeed the sweetest thing of all.

thank You dear Mistress.

i appreciate all You do.