Session in Antwerp with new collar

I am tensed as I drive to the arranged spot. Sure it is just another session, but before that we will go to the shop to buy a new collar. On September 19 Sir offered me his collar, but he wanted to search and buy one together. As I arrive at the spot I wait until Sir is there.

After a few minutes Sir arrives and I feel the tension increasing even more. I get into Sir’s car and greet him the way he likes it. We talk shortly and then I get my things and we drive to the shop. Soon Sir finds a collar and tries it on me. It fits and I am so proud wearing it. We look for others but eventually decide for the first one.

We look for some other stuff and I make some jokes about certain attributes. I enjoy myself and am proud being there with my Sir. Sir buys the collar and we are back in the car on the way to Antwerp where we will have this session. During the ride we talk and then Sir starts singing for me, because he really likes to sing. If he sings for me, tears start growing in my eyes and I feel all warm inside. It means so much for me when he sings, especially for me. 

When we arrive at the place we get a small tour and are left. I undress and Sir gives me my wrist cuffs and training collar. Sir sits in a chair and I start negotiations on how many points I will cash in today. Therefore I need to lie down flat on my tummy; the floor is stone and very cold. It sends shivers all over my body. I suggest a number of points and Sir accepts. I get twenty with the belt, twenty with the hands and twenty with the cane. 

For the first time Sir uses the cane on my tits which helps me to overcome a bit more of the fear. I am attached to a crossbar hanging from the ceiling. After I received all 60 strokes, it is time for a medical exam on a special genealogical chair. It hurts, but the pain slowly turns into a horny feeling. I am having the time of my life. Over and over again Sir brings me on the edge of cumming but denies the orgasm. At last he says I can cum and I have a huge orgasm.

After the medical exam Sir allows me to kneel at his feet. It calms me and it makes me feel proud. After that Sir gives me corner time – not as a punishment – but to relax and concentrate on the official moment. Sir leaves the room and is back after a minute. He removes my training collar and gives me my new collar. I feel warm inside and tears are welling in my eyes. It makes me so proud; sure he told me before but now it really felt like being his possession. Sir informs me about the rules and duties that come with the collar and the thing I can expect of Him as my Master.

To finish off the ceremony Sir will use the big flogger and allow me some subspace time and he lets me choose where I want it to happen. I smile as I choose the bed. Lying there I can feel the blows, one after the other, on my back. I glow and am happy and it isn’t long after that when I fall into subspace. When I get back, Sir is next to me and strikes my body gently with his fingers. I am totally relaxed, and very proud and happy. Sir attaches a row of clothespins on my tits and uses the riding crop to remove them. It hurts like hell and I am very close to my pain border. 

Sir is very proud I could handle it and allows me another orgasm. We rest a little, clean up and collect all things and get washed and dressed. We go to a Chinese restaurant for a meal. At dinner we discuss the day and it feels good to do that this way. After dinner we go back to the spot where I left my car. As we say goodbye I am totally relaxed and completely satisfied.

Full of happiness and pride after this beautiful day, I go home again. Thank you Sir for this beautiful day and the beautiful collar you gave me. I am yours forever. 

Love, your little girl kim{S}.

Practicing the cane (part 3)
 

The cane, another training moment

In Antwerp the cane has to be trained again. This time it’s my own choice. At the negotiations I suggest to get a portion of the points (20) with the cane. Sir says it’s good. Thus far all strokes with the cane were applied on the buttocks. This time I choose to have 10 on the tits. Getting with the cane is one thing but seeing them is something else. It makes the fear even bigger.

But I am convinced that the time is there to make this next step. First I get the 10 on the buttocks, easy as pie. Then the tits; fear and anxiety shoot through my body when I see the first blow coming. I am determined though to see it through. Five on every tit and I am very happy and relieved to see that I can handle it. I see that the fear is slowly letting down each time we practice.

I am so glad Sir helps me to concur this and I am sure one day my fear will be totally gone; thank you Sir for helping me to love the cane again.

Love, your little girl kim{S}