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.
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