Bonuses take a different form in this field…

I had a very unique longish session(s) last night. My (another Middle Eastern) slave arrived after I’d almost lost all hope that he would. He immediately prompted me to forget all activities he initially requested me to perform which stunned me. “I just want to be in your presence and to sit at your feet, to do what YOU want to do to me, to make you happy. (Sure, this may be every Mistress’s fantasy, but is actually very rare to happen). He went on to worship my feet so passionately, in every position imaginable, gently nibbling my feet which I found hugely erotic. I confided that I was lucky to have him serving at my feet as this is my only opportunity to experience this bliss due to the lack of such activities in my private life. He looked at me with devotion in his eyes, convincing me that I am a Mistress after all and should command to have this done as a matter of fact. “Not if you are fucking a Master!” was my prompt and all-explaining response. He generously offered that he would make me horny, kissing and sucking my feet and then Mistress can go and “fuck anyone she wants”. How reassuring, especially if it comes from a member of the notoriously jealous Arabic community! How his words were welcome …

And so, when he was dismissed, I did as he suggested. I now fully grasp the anticipation as well as anxiousness subs experience awaiting His arrival. I stroke a perfect balance last night. After more than 2 hours of happily receiving pleasure I was eager to give back, irrelevant of the different beneficiary. I fully accepted that my pleasure, if it was to occur at all, was to be a mere by–product of His. It turned out to be a very liberating experience and helped me to open the door to your mind a little.

PS: I have intentionally omitted the unpredicted full details of this eventful night. The participants themselves have not been notified of the circumstances.