The Mistress' Diary

I’m a hardcore foodie. Always have been, always will be. My indulgences are what keep My backside so irresistibly round and My curves luscious. And sharing that with someone I plan to play with — or have made good use of — is something I treasure.

Submissives in the direct thrall of a Dominant Woman may ask themselves: “what are some integral ways they can show their devotion?” What are easy ways to express commitment to servitude? And to Me and countless other Dommes across the world, dinner and domination fits the bill perfectly.

Picture it now. You’ve freed some time before your experience with Me. The air is heavy and electric with anticipation as you await My arrival to a restaurant you’ve picked out. A more decadent “amuse bouche” to the bounty of evil things I have in store to devour you later that evening. When I arrive, W/we sit, and W/we get to know one another with a little cocktail number, you wonder if My choice of dress is the facade over an even more deadly feast for the eyes once W/we’re behind locked doors. I observe your every move, every stammer, every attempt to hold eye contact or abstain from looking too long. Our bites arrive and I tease you in the lowest of breaths, all while nourishing My body in preparation to make you My dessert. You watch My lips curl into smirks between portions, and though your nerves are getting to you, you savor the last bit of humanity left before W/we leave for our… rendezvous a ways away from O/our reservation.

Or perhaps you picture it the other way. After making good use of your flesh in every way imaginable, left to recover with stars in your eyes and denied throbbing in your chastity cage, you help Me out of My more polished attire to a more lowkey, yet still sinful, outfit for a post-beating date. You’ve straightened yourself out and W/we leave to a pre-determined reservation to regroup, refresh and refuel. Through sips and plates W/we reminisce over the things done with you at My mercy, and how in O/our next rendezvous W/we can escalate every sensation. We even get to know one another better within the context of basic human connection — reading, watching and travel just to name a few options — which deepen that budding connection outside the confines of the dungeon.

In either setting, the act of nourishing the body and mind of your Goddess is one of the most fulfilling yet simplest ways to show your worship extends beyond being stripped bare and acquiring a physical service, and the extension of that invitation for nourishment immediately sets you in a positive light that extends beyond those simply existing in an ends-to-means dynamic with U/us. Even picking up Our preferred coffee and some snacks, or having your outcall point stocked with fruit and some light offerings, is something We remember and look fondly upon when prioritizing who gets O/our attention in a sea of hungry pleas.

If you’ve been one to tend to a Goddess or Mistress in such a way, what has been your favorite experience doing so? If you haven’t, what are some ways you’ve planned or wanted to do so when you next play with Her? Let Me know in the comments below.