My thoughts, feelings emotions. To be honest, they have been totally turned upside down in the last few weeks. It was on the 5th March that i finally had a dream come true in that i got to meet Mistress Diva, in a formal environment, albeit at a pay and play party in West London. I had not really wanted to go as part of was fighting against my desire for DS but when i saw that Mistress Diva was going to be in attendance and after multiple checks with the organiser to make sure She was going to be there i booked my place.



So, the big night came. i, as per my usual anal self, arrived early and waited. Then at the dot of 7.30 entered to be greeted by an element of chaos and a tiny playspace. But it was too late and i went to get changed into some suitable fetish attire. Chaps, jock-strap, wrist cuffs and collar. Waiting in the play-room, i heard a voice i knew well and suddenly, Mistress Diva entered. There was a look of surprise, quickly hidden as i guess Mistress Diva did not realise i would be there and having met a few times on the social scene i was not sure whether i would be seen as someone worthy of Her time! But i knew i had to try. So, waiting for Mistress Diva to return, i thought what would happen if i was just told no! i had no idea really!



Mistress Diva returned and we said hello. It seemed a very natural act for me to just kneel down beside Her and talk. The sense of it being correct, as if it was something i had done a 100 times before seemed to overwhelm me. But that is the only way i can describe it really. Then the horror of the night entered the room! A "Mistress" who seemed to assume that DS is all about shouting and making sure everyone knew She was the boss, so to speak. This was not my taste at all. i looked as Mistress Diva, and i seemed so sense that She did not want this either. "Protect me from Her" i asked in a half joking way. Then the words that have really changed my whole world were asked... "Would you like to be My slave for the night"? i knew there and then that i did and it was my chance to show that i was not just this tart who went to clubs and parties and really just played around. i could give my submission to Mistress Diva in a way that showed the real me, the sub male who was more then just a player at parties. With almost indecent haste i suspect, i said yes, i would like that. "What can You give me" i was asked. Oh god, i had to think! i know... my favourite. "i can be flogged hard Mistress Diva" was my reply. Good answer i hoped, especially as i had my two favourite floggers with me. But then we encountered the first problem. The room was really small and no way could a flogger be used at full swing in the room. i know, lets use the front door. So, no ropes straps etc... i stood in front of the door and waited. My dreams had been answered. Sounds almost as if i had been stalking Mistress Diva but no. i had admired Her, thought about contacting Her, put the phone down with one number to dial, deleted emails way to many times and now i was there. But i had more to prove i was sure.



i always like being flogged. It’s a feeling of warmth and really gets the blood flowing around the back and shoulders. Eventually, after a few interruptions, we returned to the main room. Now, this is not a blow by blow account, but two other things happened. After awhile, it seemed that i was dismissed from Mistress Diva. Now to be honest there were a lot of the other male subs around Her. Not surprising really given the other Mistresses there. Sounds really catty but its true. So i went and tried to have fun elsewhere. Nothing inspired me though and i found myself wanting to be back with Mistress Diva. Suitable contrite, i asked if i may return to kneel by Mistress Diva. Phew... permission given. Then, towards the end of the night, i was in total subspace. my eyes were locked to Mistress Diva as she applied a crop to me in a particularly nasty way. i was gone though and was in a space i love to be. Then it all went wrong when Mistress Drink To Much came and ruined it by playing with the pegs and telling Mistress Diva that i deserved this. i wanted to shout and scream at Her for this but what could i do. Mistress Diva i knew would leave and there was nothing i could do. So, that was that. Playtime ended, Mistress Diva on Her way back home and me left wondering if i could take this anywhere. Eventually i left the party, slightly down hearted but thinking whether i should write to Mistress Diva and see if i could see Her professionally. But at least, if nothing else, i knew that i wanted to serve Mistress Diva and had to figure out how.