There iS a lot of memorieS of me and my maSter – completing over 10 monthS. Some are good, Some filled with upS and downS. I am doing thiS poSt aS a taSk where all my S remainS capital and after writing every 3S, I am Supposed to rub the clit once and not to cum.
Starting with the firSt memory of us and alSo my my firSt taSk- It was the month of January when I Submitted to him. It waS the firSt time when I called him. HiS voice is nice and haS the dominant’S tone in it when it goeS low and huSky. He told me to go to the bathroom in that voice and touch myself Slowly for exactly 4 minS. Setting my timer – I touched all Slowly and came back as a horny bitch – not being able to cum. I aSked him if I could touch again or not, but he denied. After a while, he told me to do the Same again and keep a medium pace and for 2minS. The Same happened again. After coming back, I Said to him , “I’m not gonna touch mySelf now the next time you tell me So” but he did know what waS gonna happen in future. He told me the next day and then the next to touch with a perfect calculation of pace and time. On the 3rd day, he finally allowed me to cum.
The Second memorable moment waS when I waS doubting mySelf, if the thingS that I liked were normal or not. With that thing in mind, I read a blog which wrote a Story with Similar Story aS my life went through. I waS completely low and quite diStracted. I did aSk my maSter about it. After talking to him, my mind felt nice and free from thoSe doubtS. The way he alwayS Supported me iS really Something I will alwayS admire in him.
The third memory waS on hiS birthday, after Holi, I got the idea to paint and write the wiSheS on my body. With that done by evening, I arranged the paperS of poemS and letter I did complete handwritten (aS he loveS my handwriting) For creating a SenSe of SurpriSe for him, I did mention it only once like a week before hiS birthday. I wiShed him exactly at 12, wearing a black frock (HiS favorite colour) Due to privacy iSSueS, we couldn’t talk but the memory of what we chatted till late night iS Still memorable. The another day in evening, I wore a black bodycon dreSS again, with a little kajal and a lipStick. I called him and told him to type a Site addreSS (this blog), that happineSS in hiS voice iS Something that I Still remember.
The fourth memory waS the day when I Studied well. MaSter made me Sit and complete a chapter by telling me that he will reward me when I do So and not to meSSage him until then. After completing the chapter in 2 days, he Sent me a video recording and hiS sweet cheSt with my name written over it. It waS the firSt video he made for any Submissive and it did feel Special. He wrote, “I miss my dimpled Slut” in between hiS fingerS, which I really did, not being able to talk to him.
The fifth memory waS when I told him about the pillow which I uSe to hug and kiSS. He told me to write MELT on it. It was the firSt word which he made me write on my Skin and also on my pillow. Ever Since then, he became a part of my life like talking to him when I miSSed maSter or being mad at him by keeping him at a lil diStance from me and then Sleeping – until I miSSed him So that I could not Sleep and then hug him cloSe. After a few monthS, I told maSter the name of Mr Melt CuddleS. CuddleS aS I really don’t imagine a place where he waS not there and made an impact on my life and So did my maSter
The Sixth memory waS the day when he teaSed me with hiS lund for a Second and then hid it with towel and diSconnected the call. Even for a glimpse, it waS too luSty and perfect to forget. It made me deSperate and I wanted to Suck my fingerS. I aSked if I am allowed to do So – for which I got a unlimited acceSS and a glimpSe of hiS mind picturing hiS bitch to Suck him as he returnS home from work.
The Seventh memory worth Sharing waS Cork – Cock and the Badminton. MaSter made me imagine playing naked badminton with him. It Still make my mind bluSh aS I think of it. It then led to our word for the week aS COCK – BAT.
From the word for the week, the 8th memory waS the day he Snatched the word for the week and made me be without it for 2 dayS. It juSt Started to make me feel aS if I committed Some miStake or diSappointed him, but it turned out that he juSt wanted me to Show the importance of that word and what it did through all theSe monthS.
The nineth memory is about my birthday when MaSter Showed me hiS lund – without any towel, just raw. It made me bite my lipS and make my mouth droll, making my eyeS looking like a puppy as he Stroked his lund. It waS the beSt gift that I got to See except he himSelf and hiS voice too.
The tenth memory waS of the dance I did for him. It was a Strip dance for him – Striping Slowly from my frock to my StockingS to my bra and even today being his randi Slut and dancing half naked in preSence of maSter with a dupatta turned into a bikini, with all hard nipples and a wet cunt for MaSter.
TheSe are just Some of the memorieS that I think I will alwayS remember- including thiS whole day. The way he made me Squirt and wet my bed is probably the 11th memory I can think of Still now. I just love and am proud being his lil cunt and his good bitch, Snoopy and His Dimpled Slut.