Geneva

I was so afraid to contact Madame Sarka, I’m soft and she is very well known for her severe bloody punishments, but why not I try an online session. She accepted and I had a lot of fun, she is so skilled, can easily control you, tease you and turn you into an obedient slave, I was ordered to do many things and I was addicted to serve her online, and once I chatted shortly with her, she told me she wants to have a break in a nice calm place, I was afraid to answer, but I don’t know why I proposed inviting her to meet me in Geneva, I checked for a nice hotel with a good swimming pool and a gym, bought her the ticket and was there to pick her up. I was shaking very nervous, but after few minutes I was relaxed, and had very nice and great conversations with her. We left for a walk, a nice dinner, and back at the hotel, where I helped Madame Sarka take off her shoes and socks, and prepared the bath for her. I wasn’t sure if the water was hot enough for her, so I was shaking and got terrified when she called me, I stood at the door and she ordered me to come in, I walked in my eyes to the floor hoping the punishment won’t be more than few slaps. To my joy and luck, I heard a soft voice saying: “we walked a lot, my feet are hurting me, give me a good massage, and put your towel under my feet as the bath edge is hurting me”, woooooooooooooow, wooooooow, I couldn’t believe it, usually I do good massage for my friends but this time I barely did a good job, but the sweet goddess nodded her head with satisfaction, and asked me to leave after the great moments I had.

The first day was over and I was ordered to sleep on the floor, the goddess told me that she is a light sleeper and any noise can wake her up, so I said I will sleep in the bathroom and close the door, she was so sweet and said it might be cold for me, I said: “don’t worry my Goddess, if you sleep well, I will be very happy and relaxed, and if it is cold the smell of your socks will keep me warm” then I kissed her feet and left to my new bedroom. I felt stupid and silly, after what I said and what I did, specially when I asked to have her socks with me, but then I was happy to have them, to smell them, and to kiss them during the night, I felt like a part of the greatest women on earth is sleeping next to me, I really liked the smell of her socks, I can’t explain how and why, maybe her skin is so divine, maybe I’m sick, maybe I love her a lot, maybe it gave me a sense of safety and belonging, I don’t know but I know I love it.

Next day, I was told that the moves of my blanket in the morning were heard by Madame Sarka, so I promised her to sleep without cover the next night. We had a nice breakfast, spent like an hour at the gym, laughed and relaxed, and I was having the best moments in my life, the harsh sadistic goddess was so kind. We left to Lausanne enjoyed a long walk at the lake, a nice lunch, where we both had the same selection, and shared the plates, please don’t misunderstand this, yes we have the same taste, but when we go eat, I always make sure that Madame Sarka chooses both plates, so she can enjoy the things she likes from her and my plate, while I take the things she doesn’t like, somehow the extras or the leftovers.

Back at the hotel, the very professional Goddess, turned on her computer to check on her emails, and slaves, I kissed her feet in appreciation, and wanted to move when she gave me a sign to go on kissing her lovely awesome feet, I spent a great hour, kissing, smelling and adoring her feet and toes, I remember many kisses that I enjoyed much more than I did enjoy kissing the lips of my beautiful x-girlfriend which Madame Sarka knows about, she was happy to hear this and smiled to me. Things went perfect, the Goddess was happy, no punishments, she was relaxed, I stopped being nervous, and I felt very safe and happy. Madame Sarka is a very impressive lady, any man would be extremely lucky to accompany her; I was impressed with her diversified cultural knowledge, I would really be proud to have her as my friend, manager, advisor in any of my professional business meetings specially in front of very important customers, consultants and big companies, I hope she will be available during my next event, and I will be able to afford her time.

My queen relaxed in bed, reading a history book, while I moved to the bathroom so not to bother her also reading my book. I kept the door open so I hear her when she calls me to turn off the lights and close the curtains. While I was lying on the floor half asleep, Madame Sarka passed by, I smiled to her, she smiled back but her smile was different, a sadistic and sarcastic one. She came back to me with two ropes, immediately I was on my knees offering my hands, as if I’m begging to be tightened. But really I was not, I wanted to show her that I’m at her mercy, at her disposal and really hope she will let me free, I didn’t want to be in bondage at all, I didn’t expect this, and really I couldn’t take it; yet of course I said nothing, Her majesty can do whatever she wants. She tightened my hands, hit my aroused dick, and tightened my balls, “no, no.no”….she then tightened my hands with the balls, so if I need to move my hands I will be squeezing my balls. Madame Sarka, looked at me and said “good night my slave”….looked at me teasingly, then with a serious and honest kind tone she said, if you feel any pain in your balls wake me up, I said: “no Madame, I know you know what you are doing, and I will die before I bother you”, she put her hand on my head, called me by my real name for the first time, and said: “it is your health, this is important, if you feel pain, you will wake me up, ok my good nice slave”, I wanted to cry and thank her, she noticed and offered me her feet to kiss, she started teasing and humiliating me making me crawl to kiss her feet, to put up, down, and up again my underwear with those tight balls and hand and then she left to sleep. Few seconds after Madame Sarka put on me the cover I intentionally left out, and after the door was closed I cum, the strangest and most extreme shoot in my life, I fall asleep in that awkward position, good two- three hours sleep, and then started feeling tired and moving, suddenly the door opens, the Goddess wants to pee, she moved in I hear the splash of her pee pee on the toilet as if over my head which was few centimeters away, she is done, comes to me, and I hoped I will be released, the Goddess made me kiss the soles of her warm, sexy feet, and then she simply left, and I spent the most exhausting hours in my whole life, I was physically and psychology drained, each minute I was getting weaker and weaker, after the sunrise, I could see some light from under the door I started counting the seconds so it become 7 or 7:30, I was welling to do anything, and yes literally speaking anything just to be released, I felt like a true slave, as I was owned and completely at the mercy of a sleeping Goddess, my situation was terrible, I really hoped to be released, I thought of using my teeth, or waking up the goddess “my balls were ok, the Goddess didn’t really squeeze them too much, but I was tired from the whole position”, but every time I remember that this might mean losing the chance of being Madame Sarka’s slave, so I just waited and waited, till the door opened at 8, I started kissing and rubbing my face and nose at the Goddess feet, I told her I will do whatever she wants, I’m whatever she wants, I’m her slave, her dog, and with a voice really crying, I said “Madame I’m your bitch”, I didn’t want to say this word, I felt so weak and embarrassed, but yes I would do anything to be released, and finally the merciful Madame released me though with some teasing games with the rope around my balls.
Madame Sarka, looked into my eyes and said: “you were a good and polite slave, I treated you well, right, I didn’t want to punish you with your hands tight the whole night, but tying your hands with your balls was very important to make you know and really feel that you are my slave, I think you know it now or what?”

I answered: “I’m your slave Madame and proud to be, and hope to be able to serve you again next month, thank you Goddess”.

Madame Sarka’s slave M….