Sunday - 2nd May. So much to write about over the last few days along with lessons learnt, emotions felt and some new experiences.



Friday was an interesting day. A quick filming session and an awareness that i not only represented myself here, but also was the "envoy" of Mistress Diva. If i let Sidonia down, i would be letting Mistress Diva down and not something i wanted to do. Given the feelings i had going to bed on the Thursday, there was a strange feeling inside me that i cannot really describe. i was very aware that i would do all i could to show that i was worthy of being Mistress Diva's slave and hopefully i did that. At least i was told i did and thats all i could wish for really. But it was strange being with another Mistress when i had given my submission to Mistress Diva alone. i guess that was what felt strange. But i just kept reminding myself that it was not a session and its just work and that i was there to show i was Mistress Diva's slave. i knew that Sidonia would see Mistress Diva the next day at Pedestal so any indiscretion would be reported.



So, finally.. Saturday came. The morning flew past, doing usual Saturday stuff, but as i left home for the hotel, a huge wave of apprehension and nervousness came over me. When Mistress Diva came into the hotel, i could feel myself perspiring under my shirt and was very unsure of what was going to transpire. As it was, my first job seemed to be to revive Mistress Diva! And as always, something that is becoming a favourite task of mine, some gentle massage of Mistress Diva's lovely feet. Was it always so, that i wanted to massage feet in this way or was it just something i had repressed and now given the chance it has allowed itself to come forth. Anyway, it's something i like a lot.



Then.. the contract (sound of drum roll). Finally, i was going to find out just what the contract of enslavement entailed. The words were read to me by Mistress Diva and as they sunk in, there really was sense of even great submission coming over me. The words formed the relationship i would have, the way i was expected to behave, aspects that i had never really thought of until i heard them read out. But nothing seemed wrong. i sat there, listening, answering questions when asked and just sinking into the lovely state of mind i seem to have have when with Mistress Diva.



Whilst i had not forgotten, i guess it was put the back of my mind.. but i was still owed a punishment from 4 weeks previous for being late to meet Mistress Diva. Mistress Diva on the other hand, had not forgotten! 33 large pegs were laid out on the bed. Then an additional 12 smaller ones. As each peg went on, the intensity of pain increased, not a harsh rise but slowly, building up to peaks as pegs were put on in different places. This is my favourite way to be hurt. Slowly, building up in layers, creating sensations on top of sensations. Then a numbness starts to set in as the pegs close of the blood supply. This is just the first part of peg play. The second part is playing with them whilst still on, jangling the nerves, sending shivers of sensation through the body. Finally comes the worse part, the removal. No matter how fast of slow they are taken off the pain is usually quite intense as feeling returns to the flesh. Then a new toy! Evil hammer time. That such a small device could produce such effects is incredible. Each tap of the acupuncture hammer sent shivers up and down me and at the same time left tiny puncture wounds that had tiny drops of blood. But back to the main evening.



Mistress Diva choose what i was to wear. It was important that my new collar, that i was going to be given later, could be seen and that was a consideration. Just before we left, the ceremony of the signing of the contract. The act of ritual in BDSM is so new to me but again, something that i already want more of. The significance of what i was doing was huge. For the first time ever i was saying that i would commit myself to one Mistress and only one. That i would abide by Her rules and serve Her in the best of my ability. Finally, after signing, Mistress placed my collar on me. A rush of feelings again and once again something that felt so right. For the first time in nearly 24 years of DS activity, i realised this was what i wanted. i guess it had just taken that long to find the right person to submit to in this way.



Of course, the contract had immediate obligations especially how i was to behave at Pedestal. i knew inside that i would have a "slight" problem with one area, in terms of silence. How on the one hand do i appear not to be rude to people i know who would come up and say hello and at the same time not break a contractual rule. i was hoping that it would come to me. If i was honest a lot of the contract was a reflection of how i wanted to behave with Mistress Diva so i knew that asking permission for things such as sitting, using the toilet etc would not prove a problem. But the talking did and i know i have to work on that.



Pedestal was great. Fantastic music, the bigger venue much nicer and lot less cramped. Lots of people, including many who congratulated me came to say hello. Interesting to watch a few cases of "Mistressitus" but they tend to be with non Pro-Mistresses for some reason. Still good time had. 3.30 came, Mistress Diva suggested we leave. Happy with that as got changed, escorted Mistress Diva back to the car. As we drove back, change of plan. Lets go elsewhere. First choice was shut so onto 2nd venue. Friends we both new in there, and more good music. Big lesson learnt here. First one.. no getting of my head when with Mistress Diva. Getting wrecked means i lose focus. Losing focus means i do stupid things without thinking. Doing stupid things means swift, immediate punishment. Lesson learnt. Then a strange dynamic. i have never been beaten by a man. Suddenly, i was being offered to this very nice man for him to use his belt on me! Not sure how this happened but Mistress Diva wanted to see it and i was in no place to argue. So down with trousers and 20 strokes of a belt later, all i could hear was others wanting a piece of my arse! Mistress Diva to the rescue. A firm no and i got up with a pleasantly warm bum. Given the beating with a crop earlier and now this it was a bit sore. But i cannot complain and would not.



Finally, home. Friends given lifts sort of on the way and drop Mistress Diva off. i had been with Mistress Diva for 14 hours. It felt a lot less and all i knew that i was so happy. Nothing could have prepared me for the way i felt even through the feeling of tiredness that was coming over me. It all felt so right, so proper. This is what i have wanted and all that i have done in the past just creates a path to this moment. i look back and see that i can become something very different to what i was just a few months back. i can dedicate myself, stretch my limits and find out so much more about my submission with Mistress Diva, as for the first time i want to let myself open up to a Mistress and allow Her to see inside me rather than hiding behind a facade of just being kinky.



Sleep came very easily and with it dreams of Mistress Diva and me at Her feet, where i felt safe, owned and at peace.