Meeting My Mystress

I was going to wait until Wednesday to write again, but after reading Mystress’ recounting of our meeting, I wanted to tell the story from my side, and share it with all of you, because it was such a wonderful time, and I couldn’t bare to keep it to myself.

The night she and I had met, I had been dancing in a club that I am usually at late at night, I am the hostess for the times when the club is not busy, mostly to greet stray visitors and welcome, and give a tour if they so wish, usually working for small (at best) tips. I was about to leave after having been there for about an hour without a single visitor and literally just as I was reaching to log out of my tip jar, in walked Mystress. Now to be fair, when she first rezzed in, I thought it would just be another “hello and welcome” and she would be off, I was used to it and didn’t expect anything more than a polite hello. To my surprise not only did Mystress stand and carry on a conversation with me, but sat down to continue it…as well as giving me the biggest tip I had ever received so she defiantly would always stand out if for nothing else then that. As we sat and talked for a while I was slowly becoming captivated by her, she was kind and intelligent, she wasn’t trying to get me naked and into my panties (well I suppose that may have been on her list of things to do when she saw me *giggles*) but she was also very refined and elegant, she had a glow about her that demanded respect without ever having to say it, and I was very sad when she had to leave, though not long before she did she offered me an opportunity to give her a private dance on a pole she had in her own home, that aside though, after meeting her, it was the first time I questioned my own loyalty to the woman that would collar me later that same night.

The following night Mystress had sent me an IM to say hello and to once again extend her offer to dance in her home, which I eagerly wanted to do, but was now the property of another, I know it was a disappointment to her, even though her response was only text I could feel it when I read it, I felt terrible inside and continued to question my devotion to the woman that would controlled me at the time.

Mystress and I had sent a few IM’s back and forth throughout the week, she was always friendly even though I could still feel the disappointment from her, even if she didn’t realize it was still there. Only a few days passed before obvious differences caused my Mistress at the time to release me from my collar. When I was released I didn’t know what to do or where to go, I turned to my own Mentor, who was always there for me throughout and after my training, her words helped, but something was missing and I saw that Mystress was on…so I gathered up what little strength I had left and sent her a message, she asked how my new Mistress was doing and how I was liking it…right away my own flood gates opened, I let everything flow out to this magnificent woman, and instead of casting me aside she sat, and she listened, she could hear how my heart ached and provided comfort and support to me. We spent a long time with me talking and her gently listening, learning more about me, and what makes me tick, and in a subtle way, after hearing my cries, was offering a new chance at happiness, not as an owner, not yet, but as a friend, and my heart melted at that instant.

Several days passed, with the two of us just talking, learning even more about each other, becoming more comfortable with each other, learning that in some ways were the same and in many others we were different. Finally the day came, when through cryptic sentences, and finally one flat out question by me, that she was offering me her collar, to belong to her, and to serve her with kindness, loyalty, devotion, and love. By the time she had offered it to me, I had thought long and hard about it, not wanting to rush in and be hurt again, knowing that she had other pets, and when she offered to me, I didn’t even blink, I accepted her collar, and gave her myself.

It has been just over a week since the collar was placed around my neck, along with my cuffs, and I have not regretted for a moment my decision to give myself to her. We have spent nights cuddling and talking for hours, nights where we would go shopping, even evenings attending a BDSM award banquet (which I will tell you about later *giggles*). I have spent nights dancing on a pole just for her in our private home (which I will also tell you about later…so much to say and so little room *giggles*) and talking to her about her day.

She truly is the most wonderful Mystress I have ever come across, she is not like others that I have met, she is kind and caring…but I wouldn’t want to see her bad side for anything…well…maybe all the shoes in the world but that is totally different. *giggles*

It seems I have rambled on, as I tend to do, Mystress I know you are reading this, and I am grateful to have you from wandering into the club that night, searching for something to do, there is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, and should anyone dare try to harm you, they will find out just how sharp this little Kyttins’ claws can be. (And to everyone else, yes that is exactly how you spell my nickname, I’m her little Kyttin :P)