Quote Originally Posted by DesertDom View Post
I sense that you are not sure of your position and value in the world.

Your task would be to spread grains of rice over a hard wood or tile floor. Then while wearing a bra several sizes too small and a crouch rope, squat bare footed on the rice facing a wall. Your arms would be crossed behind you and you would then meditate as to how you can improve the life of your Master or Mistress through your service. You are not touch yourself, as mentioned your only task is to determine what you can add to a relationship through your service.

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DesrtDom I did as you commanded
I spread rice in the corner of our bathroom floor
I tied on a crotch rope. I purposely tied it too tight
I do not have a small bra. Instead I grabbed a slacks hanger. It is similar to a coat hanger but it has two plastic clips on it that are used to grab the cuffs on a pair of slacks. I clipped each one of the clips onto my nipples.
I set a timer for one hour then I crawled into the corner on my hands and knees and placed myself into a kneeling position. I clasped my arms behind my back and buried my face into the corner of the bathroom..
I had to crouch under the bathroom sink. It is just high enough for me to kneel under.

The pain was excruciating!
The crotch rope dug into me but as it settled in my lips started to absorb it.
My nipples screamed in pain but as the blood flowed away they hurt less.
THE RICE HOWEVER never stopped hurting. After a bit some of the kernals started to sink into the soft skin of my knees. I found that if I didn't move they would only give me excruciating pain. But the kernals around the edges of my knees never did sink into my flesh. They were partly buried but their edges - their SHARP edges - kept cutting into my knees.
But...... once it was all over as the pain started to subside I was ecstatic. I did something I never did before and I felt as though I was sexier, more confident, stronger, greater, etc, etc, etc than I was before. I do look forward to my next experience.

But DesertDom you hurt me in a way I do not know how to deal with.
While I was kneeling in the corner I fantasized on ways I wished the scenario were different.
I dreamt I had on a collar and a leash. My mistress was holding the leash while she gently slapped me on my shoulders and back with it.
In that painful, erotic intoxicating hour I spent kneeling in the corner I had numerous fantasies but afterward I was left to face the painful reality that they would never come true.
I love my husband, I will never cheat on my husband and I will never leave my husband. But he will never dominate me