The Eye of the Hurricane (February 27, 2024)

You know how people say that the eye of the Hurricane is the calmest part of the storm? Upon reflection, the day following my initial experience as a slave to Master in his dungeon felt like I was in the eye of the hurricane. Much more was to come.

I had the best night's sleep that I’ve had in a while. While my nipples were tender, nothing seemed out of place or in pain. I woke up very content. I was grateful that Master took the time and effort to have a session with me. Honestly, at this point in time I thought this was going to be a more casual once-in-a-while kind of thing. I messaged SIR to thank him and he responded “Let’s do it again soon boy!” I was elated that Master would want to have another session with me. I am somewhat insecure when it comes to men, especially with BDSM related things, so this definitely made me feel good. However, part of me was a little disheartened because there wasn’t any immediate action identified.

I inquired as to how we could set up another session and he responded “You can reach out.” Now, knowing my personality as a really submissive individual, I knew that it would be hard for me to reach out to ask for another session… This has nothing to do with my desire to have one or not, but rather, it seems out of place to advocate for myself - so I honestly thought that was the end of it for a while. We chatted about my thoughts and feelings of the past sessions. Tldr; the physicality, inescapability, and futility of struggling was the most i’ve been challenged with and honestly was euphoric. I also acknowledged that this built a lot of trust in me because Master found the boundaries of what I could handle and kept pushing me to the edge without going over.

One quote that sums it all up was when I said, “...you said that it is hard being a slave… and it is. But it’s like a fire I am drawn to rather than being scared of.” To which Master responded “That’s good. You need to be locked up longer and harder next time.” Of course I responded “Yes, SIR”. One thing led to another and we agreed to meet up the next day, 2/28, even though Master was gracious enough to offer to meet up the same day. We set the session from 3:30 - 6:00 PM and when SIR asked if i could be there a little earlier at 3:15 I jumped on it. It’s as if some switch had been turned on in me where the more time that I could spend with Master and be trained by him the more grateful I would be.

I spent the rest of the day so excited for what was to come even though I knew that whatever was going to come was going to be extremely challenging.