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	  			 An Essay for Mistress N
	  			      By Slave J. W.
	  			    February 27, 1994

	  	 Subject:  My feelings and thoughts this Sunday evening.


	      While spending this afternoon and evening under your complete control 
	  as your slave, you have dismissed me for the time being to write about my 
	  feelings.  Since I'm not quite sure what you have in mind, I hope that 
	  what I write will be appropriate.

	      I very much enjoyed the whipping that you gave me... fifty sexy 
	  strokes from your cat-o-nine tails whip (or "fringe-like whip", as you 
	  called it occasionally) as I was completely powerless to avoid the sting 
	  of each lash.  The last several times that I had the honor of receiving 
	  such pleasure-pain from you, you denied me the luxury of being bound.  
	  This adds a new dimension to it, since I must not only deal with the 
	  pain, but must concentrate on exercising a great deal of self-control to 
	  repress my instinct to avoid the pain.  I find the psychological aspect 
	  of this means of domination to be extremely sexy.  Your control over me 
	  rarely seems more real and absolute as when I must force myself to submit 
	  to you completely to endure whatever pleasure-pain you choose to give me.

	      While kneeling at your command, waiting for the first lash to strike 
	  my skin, I always feel a very nervous anticipation.  I wonder what 
	  implement you will use.  Whether or not I will be asked to count.  Will I 
	  screw up the count?  How hard will you strike me?  Will I be able to take 
	  it without moving?  Part of me wants to get up and call this whole D&S 
	  aspect of our relationship off.  But I know that I never will.  I know 
	  how much I really need it.

	      Once the whipping has started, I may seem very intense about the 
	  pleasure-pain that you are giving me.  Especially when I am not bound.  
	  This is not completely due to my efforts to deal with the physical 
	  sensations.  It is also due to other psychological factors, in addition 
	  to those that I have mentioned above.  The idea that I have voluntarily 
	  submitted myself to such a situation - one in which I have no power to 
	  control the outcome - is just one factor that I am dealing with.  
	  Another very powerful one is the physical manifestation of submission to 
	  you, a real, living, breathing dominant female, in this way and no longer 
	  just a dreamy fantasy of mine.  And finally, it is very important to me 
	  to appear as strong as possible to you so that you don't think of me as 
	  being weak; and so that you feel free to increase the intensity of what 
	  you are doing to expand my limits.

	      You have become quite adept at the art of verbally humiliating me at 
	  will.  You have no idea how effective at this and downright intimidating 
	  you can be.  At times, I feel mild, but very real, forms of shame, guilt, 
	  and fear.  I find it quite awesome that you can intimidate me into being 
	  incapable of having an erection just by your words alone.  And while 
	  doing this, you turn my mind into mush.  I can't think straight.  I find 
	  it difficult to respond to you intelligently.  I get a nervousness about 
	  me.  I feel genuinely inferior to you in every way.  But I also feel 
	  extremely content.  I can relax in a way that is not usually defined by 
	  the word relaxation.  I feel that I can leave the responsibilities of 
	  being a strong man for you behind, if only for a little while.

	      I really enjoyed the new vibrating latex cock harness that you had me 
	  slip into.  While you were holding and manipulating the variable speed 
	  controller, the control you hold over my sexual pleasure took on a new 
	  (and literal) meaning.  The pleasure it gives is rather intense.  And it 
	  was given in precisely the amount that you chose to at your whim.  I like 
	  that!  What I'd like to do is to take it a step further and convert it to 
	  a remote-control device so that the wires don't restrict your range of 
	  control over me as I'm wearing it.  This very idea has always been a very 
	  prominent fantasy of mine.

	      Once again you have brought to my attention how non-conversational I 
	  become when we are doing these things.  I continue to try to work on 
	  that.  It's definitely not because I want to be that way, but because 
	  there is so much going on in my head at the same time.  I feel a mixture 
	  of very powerful positive emotions that seem to come and go in a wild 
	  churning motion.  And because of this, it is often hard to focus on one 
	  particular thought to express to you.

	      It seems to be increasingly difficult for me to constantly switch 
	  back and forth between conversing about the more mundane aspects of our 
	  lives and the session dominance activities (both physical and 
	  psychological) that we are doing.  Please Mistress, don't consider this 
	  to be complaint for I am genuinely grateful for what you are giving me.  
	  And, of course, I have a strong interest in enjoying these sessions with 
	  you as often as you will allow; even when you're not completely in mood 
	  to be your best as my Dominatrix.  I typically get into a deep mind set 
	  of submission and the sudden changes back and forth really take away from 
	  the experience.  And the pleasure-pain starts becoming regular pain.  I 
	  certainly appreciate how difficult it would be for you to be 100% 
	  dominant for the longer periods of time that we tend to be into the 
	  Mistress/slave mode.  But may I ask that we consider a smoother way of 
	  making this transition and do so less frequently?

	  					       -Your deeply loving slave,
	  							  J. W.
