Thursday, August 14, 2008

Dry earth needs water

Art by Odd Nerdrum ° Pissing woman

Yes, the girl is back. I had a wonderful vacation, nice weather, lots of sun and the sea. And dry earth. The orgasm-ban was discarded, but there was one instruction from T. i had to accomplish:

this command means that you at some time seclude yourself to connect with me. This moment is chosen with care and commitment and during that moment you surrender yourself, like a devoted submissive. My posession surrenders herself to her rooted masochism and her deeply felt humility to her Master.

The place slutgirl of me can be the woods, into the mud, near a lake, in a river, lying in the sun, the museum etc..... On this specific place and at that chosen time you accomplish with all your energy and intentions a ritual of which you know that your Owner will appreciate it. A sacred act of which you know and feel that you fully become soaked of the knowing that you are Mine. My slut surrenders herself totally to her Owner, visible and complete. A moment on which you feel I'm with you. Knowing that I'm looking at you, that moment as I curl my lips out of horny pleasure. You are allowed to use everything; your body, your fluids, your own piss, your slutcunt, but most of all your own and unique fantasy and imagination.

During this act I oblige you to cum mo!


T. was travelling with me in my heart anyhow. Sometimes in the background and sometimes more clear present. The moment i drove upon the area of the little farm-campground in the middle of the Ardèche, France, i knew it. Here i will accomplish my command. A quiet campground, not so much guests. With a swimmingpool, which later on seems to be a private swimmingpool because it wasn't used often by the other guests.


A hot, sweltering day. Lazy i lie upon a blanket in the dry grass. My beloved hubbie decides to go shopping with the kids in the little town nearby. Because i'm daydreaming so lovely in the sun i don't go with them. For sure my men are away for an hour or more, so this is a perfect moment for the instruction T. gave me.

It seems like i'm the only one at the campground, such a quietness. If there's another person around, then i'm not aware of his or her presence. Lovely tranquility sometimes disturbed by a car on the road further on, and the sound withers in the distance. Soft chattering from the chickens, a buzzing insect or a lost bleating from a goat are making me peaceful and relaxed. I'm on my back looking at the blue sky. I shove the blanket upwards so that the dry grass sting my bum. I'm not naked, wearing my bathingsuit because the campgrounds owner is at home, at his farm a little bit further on. And perhaps there's a campgroundguest who is going for a walk. I focus my thoughts on T., my Possesor. The moongirl and her Sun. Sunbeams touching my body. The Sun doesn't warm me but sets me on fire. Unyielding Sun that makes me sweat. I spread my legs wide open and place my folded hands above my head. A posture that summons memories, making me crave for my Owner. I surrender myself to the Sun, the ruthless heat and my craving thoughts and fantasies. As soon as i spread my legs the desire is blazing and scorch my soul. Aroused girl. The sun is burning on my crotch making my thoughts hotter. Turning into a longing slut. I fantasize

that i'm naked. My hands and legs are affixed. My Owner in front of me on an easy chair. He has a delicious view on my wideopen cunt. The sun i called ruthless betrays my excitement. The fluid running slowely from my longing cunt is clearly, glistening visible. T. transformed my breasts into sunflowers. Colourless wooden pegs all round my tits and on my nipples the special darkbrown painted ones. Sunflowers are so apposite for southern France. Aches travelling thru my body to substantial tickeling my cunt, making it even more glistening. T. is holding a whip in his hand, sometimes beating the pegs with it in a teasing way.

"The dry earth here needs water girlie, and you take care of that."

Indeed, i become more and more liquid. After each malicious blow and the pain coming with it i feel sweat pearling on my skin. This sweat on my skin is transposed in my cunt. Thick drops of horniness.

"Disgraceful mo, how impudent you lay down here. So open wide and so obvious aroused."

So therefore i deserve hard blows on my cunt that makes me shrivel from pain. So far it's possible for a girl that's affixed on the ground. But my Tormentor knows no mercy and colours my disgraceful cunt deep red. Glowing, burning screaming red. His unapproachable glance upon me. I search his eyes but He doesn't look at me. His glance scorching every inch of my body. And i know, the sun doesn't know mercy, every flaw will be visible. I become very, very small. Suddenly He pierces his eyes into mine. For a moment i'm scared.

"And now you're going to pee mo, the earth needs much more water. You are going to pee while I watch you. Every minute passing by brings in a hard blow on your cunt. So, go ahead slut."

Oh my, i become nervous. I'm not sure if i can manage it. I don't know if i can pee on command and if someone is watching me. A hard blow on my cunt provoking a scream of pain makes clear that one minute has passed by. I recover myself and try to focus on the peeing. I can feel the urge, but somehow i hold it, i can't let it go. The second even harder blow provokes another scream and tears in my eyes.

"Tears are good mo. Valuable liquid for the dry earth."

So another hard blow swishes on my already glowing cunt. That wasn't the one minute yet. This blow was for the tears so it seems. Soon after that another blow. Wow, minutes pass by too fast. Now the tears are rolling over my cheeks. I'm aware that the blows will come disorderly and become harder each time. This consciousness is breathtaking, the pain strikes into awe. So much awe that suddenly i feel my pee running. This brings in a nice, glowing pain that makes me cum. The warm glance of my Owner makes me feel proud. The sound of the zipper of His pants and i am startled. Anxious i wait for what comes next. I knew one day this would become reality. Then T.'s piss splashes on my tormented cunt, setting it on fire even more. Again i cum. I've never experienced this before, but this feels good. Oh so humiliating but also very, very intimate. Warm and intense and i surprise myself as i naturally open my mouth to drink my Owners exquisite fluid. It's making me dizzy........

While i fantasize all this, far away in sunny France, i can feel T. very close to me. It moves me. My Owner implants this little seed; making me also his piss-slut (more about that later) and this little seed already starts sprouting in my fantasies. Drinking T.'s piss wíll become reality some day. That scares me but intrigues me at the same time. Meanwhile i was very excited, but didn't dare to masturbate at that spot. Perhaps there's someone in the neighbourhood, taking a walk. And i have the order to cum. During my fantasies i did tighten and relaxing the muscles of my cunt. Et voilá. As my fantasy did intensify on the peeing i overcame myself, and did a step across a border. I always thought i have nothing with peeing, being a piss-slut and all of that. But my excitement, the longing and craving for T., feeling Him so close to me, my stimulating thoughts and fantasies were making me pee at that moment for real. Because of that i felt intensely that i am the slavegirl of T. His Possesion, wanna make Him happy and pleased. I am His, even if He's not around me. That made me cum deeply. After my special ritual for my Owner i walked with my head in the clouds towards the swimmingpool. Fortunately there was nobody there 'cause i suppose that i looked silly with that biiiiiiiiiig smile on my face. First a shower before i slipped into the swimmingpool to cool off.

7 comments:

doll said...

What exquisite pleasure, to be connected to T by the rays of the sun. Such power in the fantasy he must surely have felt your body responding to his blows and yielding your precious fluids to the earth for its refreshment.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful writing here mo. Just lovely.

Tina Larsson said...

What an exciting story! I can recognize the feeling so well... having to do something for your Master when he's away, connecting with him by your own actions... simply wonderful!

Tina Larsson said...
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OliviaManners said...

Thank you for your comment on my blog. And leading me to your blog as a result, and to such wonderful writing!

I look forward to reading more.
The intensity and level of commitment between you and your Master is something that I long for, and it is reading blogs like yours that help me to understand what I aspire to.

Thank you.

Olivia
x

CharliB. said...

It is nice to see you back Mo.....

Your sentiments are expressed beautifully here......thank you.

xo

moonheart said...

Sweet doll, it sure was a great experience to feel T. so very close, even when He's not with me.

Thank you doubleknotting for your nice comment.

Yes Tina, i'm always surprised again how wonderful these things work.

Thank you Charli, nice to see you also.
xxx
Thank you Olivia and welcome. Nice to read that my writings in a modest way help you to understand your own aspirations.