The pictures from this lesson are too naughty for this blog and so I had to send them to M. Akasha personally. To let everyone know what the lesson entailed, here is an excerpt from an email that I sent to her.
I completed lesson 7 and transformed myself into a total sissy for you. Black stockings and top, red bra and thong panties... feeling the thin material flurting with my pussy kept me aware that you are in complete control of me and reiterated the fact that I am a total whore for you. I remembered the bright red lipstick and even applied eyeliner and mascara to complete the girly look and become even hotter. When I felt my new breast and looked at the sluty reflection in the mirror I became instantly turned on and my clittie begged for attention. I attached pictures of the evening and I think you will find them to be very sluty.
I'm having so much fun throughout this training and can't wait for my next lesson
-Slut Bradley
Friday, November 30, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Lesson Six and Femdom Chat
Last night was so much fun at the femdom chat. We performed for 3 doms and they really pushed our limits. All the whores got to cum and by the end of the night we were all exhausted! I saved up my eating of cum for lesson 6 till this chat and was told to lick it from my palm as the other sluts did the same. It was a little scary to know that we only had 3 minutes or else no cumming! But since there are such wonderful ladies demanding that you cum it wasn't that hard. I was so revved up it took about 30 seconds! To my surprise it tasted pretty good, with Akasha's guidance I could be addicted in no time!
Friday, November 23, 2007
Lesson Five...Cum Facial
I felt like Jenna Jameson in a porno. Cuming on my own face was so humiliating but I'm sure Akasha was getting turned on from watching the video I sent her. It tasted better than it has in the past when Ive been forced to eat my cum. I guess that means I'm learning to like it. Gulp. Imagine that... A guy learing to like the taste of cum because its what his Mistress demands of him.
Whats more humiliating was having to go about the day for three more hours. Although I stayed in my apartment I was constantly distracted by the cum sticking my skin together as I would blink my eyes or open my mouth. I guess sluts have to get used to this feeling if they are going to be used as cum dumpsters and I know this is what Akasha would have in mind for me. I wanted to wipe it off so bad but I knew I would regret it when I was forced to tell Akasha that I failed my test of devotion. Whats worse than the inevitable punishment I would endure as a result is the guilt I would feel from disappointing such a wonderful Mistress. It is only fair and respectful to complete an assignment for Akasha after she has taken the time and effort to plan it for me.
Whats more humiliating was having to go about the day for three more hours. Although I stayed in my apartment I was constantly distracted by the cum sticking my skin together as I would blink my eyes or open my mouth. I guess sluts have to get used to this feeling if they are going to be used as cum dumpsters and I know this is what Akasha would have in mind for me. I wanted to wipe it off so bad but I knew I would regret it when I was forced to tell Akasha that I failed my test of devotion. Whats worse than the inevitable punishment I would endure as a result is the guilt I would feel from disappointing such a wonderful Mistress. It is only fair and respectful to complete an assignment for Akasha after she has taken the time and effort to plan it for me.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Bondage
When I think back to the first time I was ever put into bondage, I can still remember exactly how I felt. Its that feeling of helplessness, of inadequacy, and of fear! This goes beyond a sexual level in the fact that being locked into bondage by another person attacks your mind by knowing that that person now has a complete and total control over you. Since I am a submissive then I go wild when this control is exerted over me, just as a dominant has that shot of adrenaline when exerting this power over another. I know that this is more than a sexual lust because the first time I had this amazing feeling of submission was when I was just a kid and girls had cooties.
My neighbor and childhood friend loved to come over to my house after school and play all kinds of games like hide and seek or cops and robbers. On one occasion I was the robber and had just been chased down and caught by Amanda. To ensure that I didn't escape on my way to jail, she cuffed my hands behind my back and pulled me with a rope into our kitchen where a blanket was draped over 4 chairs. Inside the fort she tied me to the leg of one of the chairs and starting to interrogate me... haha. It was at this moment that I had the most electrifying feeling of self contentment. I knew I didn't want to be anywhere else in the world except under that blanket fort with my captor. You see I was too young to think of this in a sexual way but not too young to know that I was onto something that would change my life forever. -Bradley
My neighbor and childhood friend loved to come over to my house after school and play all kinds of games like hide and seek or cops and robbers. On one occasion I was the robber and had just been chased down and caught by Amanda. To ensure that I didn't escape on my way to jail, she cuffed my hands behind my back and pulled me with a rope into our kitchen where a blanket was draped over 4 chairs. Inside the fort she tied me to the leg of one of the chairs and starting to interrogate me... haha. It was at this moment that I had the most electrifying feeling of self contentment. I knew I didn't want to be anywhere else in the world except under that blanket fort with my captor. You see I was too young to think of this in a sexual way but not too young to know that I was onto something that would change my life forever. -Bradley
Friday, November 16, 2007
Special Note on Character
On a non sexual level this training is shaping me in ways that I would not have imagined it could. First I have a new respect for the amount of time and effort women put into presenting themselves to the world. I had no idea how difficult painting nails and especially toenails can be. Also having to keep legs shaven smoothly and wearing all of the undergarments can be a real hassle. While gaining a new respect for women I am also learning persistence, determination, and most of all patience.
The biggest test of patience was on Akasha's Birthday. I expected the third lesson to be posted but I had to wait until it was convenient for Akasha because she has a life to live. This was difficult because of the erotic training that she is putting us through. With the cocksucking lesson that follows and no cumming I will have another test in patience waiting to see what my lesson will be on Sunday.
The biggest test of patience was on Akasha's Birthday. I expected the third lesson to be posted but I had to wait until it was convenient for Akasha because she has a life to live. This was difficult because of the erotic training that she is putting us through. With the cocksucking lesson that follows and no cumming I will have another test in patience waiting to see what my lesson will be on Sunday.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Nail Polish, Pantyhose, and a Sinister Chastity Task
Shopping for supplies was an interesting experience to say the least. First I went to pick out the pantyhose trying to find the exact type as described by Akasha. There was another lady on the isle in her mid thirty's and very attractive with shiny long and wavy black hair. After a few moments of clumsily looking over what seemed like hundreds of hose, the lady approached me and asked what I was looking for. I could feel my face getting hotter and hotter as I described the type of hose I needed. There are a million reasons a guy could be shopping for pantyhose, but not when we blush...I knew that If I blushed she would know that the pantyhose were for me and I was going to be wearing them like a girl. I think I controlled myself and she helped me find the correct hose. Afterwards she inquired what they were for and I told them my girlfriend "Chelsea" had just called and wanted me to pick them up for her. I think she bought it but I didn't stick around to find out because I still had polish to buy.
When walking down the cosmetic isle, an older lady gave me a weird look as if to say "what in the world are you doing here" I played this off by answering my cell phone "hey babe" "yea I'm looking at them right now, which color do you need" etc...she bought it and gave me an understanding smile. Looking back I'm glad my phone didn't ring during my false conversation! I guess I could have said "Damn these dropped calls, ...That's its I'm switching to singular"
When I got back to my apartment I but on the bright red polish, the scent was intoxicating...bringing back memories of when my sisters use to put there polish on before going out on dates. I felt kinda sluttish, like one of the girls. After my toes were dry I slipped on the pantyhose and had to get on with my day. The gym was next on the agenda. Doing squats in hose wasn't as hard as I had envisioned and was somewhat beneficial, yet I had to deal with the fact that any moment my tucked in shirt could pop out of track pants and reveal my nasty little secret to the rest of the guys packed around the squat rack. Luckily that didn't happen...this time!
When walking down the cosmetic isle, an older lady gave me a weird look as if to say "what in the world are you doing here" I played this off by answering my cell phone "hey babe" "yea I'm looking at them right now, which color do you need" etc...she bought it and gave me an understanding smile. Looking back I'm glad my phone didn't ring during my false conversation! I guess I could have said "Damn these dropped calls, ...That's its I'm switching to singular"
When I got back to my apartment I but on the bright red polish, the scent was intoxicating...bringing back memories of when my sisters use to put there polish on before going out on dates. I felt kinda sluttish, like one of the girls. After my toes were dry I slipped on the pantyhose and had to get on with my day. The gym was next on the agenda. Doing squats in hose wasn't as hard as I had envisioned and was somewhat beneficial, yet I had to deal with the fact that any moment my tucked in shirt could pop out of track pants and reveal my nasty little secret to the rest of the guys packed around the squat rack. Luckily that didn't happen...this time!
The Third Way
While reading this story I envisioned myself as being in the shoes of the man being tormented. So instead of just reading the story, I felt what he felt, every emotion, every pleasure, every pain, every feeling of fear. When doing this it was easy to realize the point where I would have experienced the most fear. Being put in a straitjackett is intimidating but not as unbearable if I am under the assumption that I will be able to break free if I want. The real feeling of fear comes after putting on the straitjacket and only last a short time, its the exact moment...the split second, the flicker of my fate flashing before my eyes when I realized that I am not going to be able to free myself. I am at the mercy of my mistress and she looks very...very hungry.
To be summoned like this would be extremely frightening. I can feel the goosebumps thinking of how it would feel to kneel and be raped in the three ways. Yet my heart beats faster thinking of the pleasure I would get out of serving such a goddess, but it is not about my pleasure it is about hers. Being a disappointment to her is no concern of mine because my focus in on giving her an experience beyond all of her wildest fantasies. I am so glad I have the ability create the best experience of any womans life make that fantasy a reality.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Hand Check
Today the participants in Akasha's Chat got to beg for the opportunity to come. I of course took full advantage of this opportunity. Although the stipulation of cumming was that we each had to cum in a glass, and you may be thinking "oh that's not so bad" but I haven't mentioned that we each had to drink it like sluts afterwards. This is the second time that I have cum since the start of the november training. The first time I was looking at dom/sub pictures and imagining that Akasha was standing before me in her shiny black patent leather knee high boots, hands on on her hips, waiting for me to come so she could have her fun with me. This particular time I did not eat my load. I am so thankful that Akasha has given us the chance to cum before we will inevitably put in chastity or made to cum in the most humiliating ways. I'm shaking a little as I type just thinking about those images and how incredibly sexy the mind of that woman is. Wow I'm glad spell check exist!
Tristan's Submission
Tristan is a great submissive because he is smart enough to give Akasha wonderful unexpected pleasures, and it is evident that he has come a long way in his ability to submit.
His ability to submit was at first a little hesitant. It is obvious that Akasha has molded him quite a bit from when she first me him. Take a look at this excerpt… “He knew by now to hold still, to welcome my tongue and my touch without resistance. His response to my kiss was to accept and not interfere. He offered his mouth to me without hesitation. I took.” Here we see that “he knows now” which implies that in the beginning he was not as responsive as in the present. Although Tristan still has somewhat of a reservation towards submitting, as seen in this passage “even though he was trying his hardest to cooperate. He had just hesitated a fraction of a second too long” I believe Akasha alluded to saying that this small resistance can sometimes be arousing.
My favorite quality about Tristan is that he is almost able to melt Akasha with “the look” when her guard is down. “Tristan used "the look" when he wanted to remind me he could take back a little control now and then. Blindfolds were used on him when I didn't want to risk it, but he learned to use his body to communicate the same things. Yes, he was clever.” Tristan makes Akasha remind him that she is in charge and I think that makes it all the more erotic. So in closure his ability to submit has come a long way since his start and is special because the dominant or Akasha must put forth effort and utilize restraint to keep him under submission.
His ability to submit was at first a little hesitant. It is obvious that Akasha has molded him quite a bit from when she first me him. Take a look at this excerpt… “He knew by now to hold still, to welcome my tongue and my touch without resistance. His response to my kiss was to accept and not interfere. He offered his mouth to me without hesitation. I took.” Here we see that “he knows now” which implies that in the beginning he was not as responsive as in the present. Although Tristan still has somewhat of a reservation towards submitting, as seen in this passage “even though he was trying his hardest to cooperate. He had just hesitated a fraction of a second too long” I believe Akasha alluded to saying that this small resistance can sometimes be arousing.
My favorite quality about Tristan is that he is almost able to melt Akasha with “the look” when her guard is down. “Tristan used "the look" when he wanted to remind me he could take back a little control now and then. Blindfolds were used on him when I didn't want to risk it, but he learned to use his body to communicate the same things. Yes, he was clever.” Tristan makes Akasha remind him that she is in charge and I think that makes it all the more erotic. So in closure his ability to submit has come a long way since his start and is special because the dominant or Akasha must put forth effort and utilize restraint to keep him under submission.
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