Diary of a Mind fucked Foot boy Diary Part 19 (Patreon)

03/03/2021

And in the morning when Mistress replied to the message I had sent her all these things were just exemplified even more. She is such a kind and genuine person and when people inform her of how her work has helped them it is so crystal clear how happy she is that has been the case. She’s amazing. It all comes from the heart. The world needs more people like her.

The next part of the diary was released on Patreon which as always prompted me to read that section again and in a way relive those experiences, casting my mind back to that kind of headspace and recall how it made me feel. Was also nice as I knew they would be floating around my head while I was out for my walk as well…was looking forward to that. When talking about it with a couple of other folks they too had said that I come across as really confident, which was and is a great compliment. It really shows how far Mistress and I have come together on this journey, and I really think the work we have been doing will sort of combine with Inner Warrior and help it all to snowball delightfully.

I went out for my walk soon after and we carried on chatting through the course of the day. As always it was so much fun just chatting about various things under the sun and having a laugh together. At one point we were talking about birthdays and being organised for them, which led to a little discussion about how she would snap me up as her PA if she could. Not going to lie, that would be incredible! If that opportunity were to ever present itself I would be there! We also had a giggle talking about my ‘uniform’ of blouse, skirt and heels. Well it takes all sorts!

I perhaps should have seen what happened next coming, as similar things have happened before, although even if I had it wouldn’t have made the outcome different…and there have been times when Mistress has asked this question, and nothing has happened afterwards. In the late afternoon she asked me what I was doing for the rest of the day, and after I had told her, she instructed me to snap my fingers. This did come as surprise to me, but that didn’t matter…as with every other trigger the effect was undeniable and powerful. I raised my hand and complied, and immediately the pleasure washed over me. Not directly to the edge as with the red trigger, but still powerful and a state where my body is gripped that pleasure, just as Mistress wants. Wasting no time she then flooded me with a succession of pleasurable triggers, making me bubble, feeling gooey and erotic. The pleasure grew more intense, and the waves washed over me, feeling it both inside and out with the erotic waves and the bubbling pleasure brewing up inside me, making me gasp and shiver. While I was open because of all this, Mistress laid down the instructions – the feeling would stay with me all night, I would have such an urge to release but not be able to without her permission. Every time I asked, the sensations would increase.

These instructions hit me almost as much as the triggers themselves. I knew from these words that even if I asked for permission early, I wouldn’t be given it. I didn’t think that ‘all night’ meant through the night, but it wouldn’t be for a good while yet. Unlike the red trigger, the triggers that Mistress had used on me didn’t have the effect of me having to ask permission and being unable to release without that, but I was open to her and it was her instruction, so I knew that it would not happen until she granted it. And I enjoy following her instructions, feels so fulfilling to do so. A couple more erotic triggers after these instructions were given and I already felt a strong urge as it was so intense. It was powerful, and at that point the effect of the triggers was still very much present with the waves of pleasure and sensations gripping me. I didn’t ask for permission to release as I knew it wouldn’t be given…Mistress would want to make me wait, want my reality to be a night of these feelings. Even thinking of the pleasure made it pleasurable, strong surges of it lapping at me and making me feel incredible. They fed each other, cycling round and round. The mindfucks started again thinking about how expertly this had been planned, something that Mistress certainly alluded to before departing and leaving me to the feelings after a couple more triggers.

About an hour later when she logged on again I asked for permission to release for the first time. I was denied it straight away. The sensations had taken the usual course, calming down a little without Mistress constantly present, reaching a point where I could function, and the sensations would not be disruptive to me. But the urge was there. A strong and powerful urge to release, to cum. Like it was part of me. Like all was on my mind was to go and release. The permission request made the feelings stronger, and this was punctuated by another erotic from Mistress. So much pleasure and feeling wonderful. Mistress added another layer to her instructions, making sure I knew how overwhelmingly intense my release would be…she suggested I should be laid down for it! And I knew she was right, I wouldn’t be able to stay upright. Of course this discussion was also creating the idea and image of its eventual happening in my mind which only fuelled everything further…cycling round again. When I thought of it there was a very brief sort of flare up like the orgasm was about to start, but it quickly died down again, but if left the pleasurable sensations. I was flooded with these feelings, and that was what was expected of me then – my reality to be in that state.

Mistress had told me that she had sessions in the evening and therefore wouldn’t be around constantly, so it was a little later on before I heard from her again. Like before the sensations had calmed down so I could function, I was more in control of them, but they were still there simmering beneath the surface. And the urge was still present, a really strong demanding urge…I needed, really needed, to release and cum. At around half past nine she sent me a message to check I was still around, then wasting no time to fire a few more erotic triggers at me when I replied. Not only did these create their own waves of pleasure but brought everything else back to the forefront, making me more desperate to release for Mistress. Pounding waves of pleasure, feeling it in my very core. Like the feeling of being about to orgasm but perpetually going round in it. She started counting me down, building it with each number, making it as powerful as possible. And then the countdown finished, and that was it. I knew that when the last number appeared that was my permission, whereas with the red trigger it is tied to seeing the permission to release. And it felt incredible...a wonderful culmination of all those feelings and pleasurable sensations. Intense, powerful...was good that I was laid down, relaxing my body so I could give it completely to those feelings, to that reality of pleasure that Mistress had crafted for me in that moment. An explosive release, making my body shake and hips buck a little as the days feelings burst out of me. How absolutely incredible it felt and a wonderful, phenomenal experience.

I wasn’t especially coherent afterwards, all I could really manage were a couple of words strung together as I recovered. I felt so drained and pleasured and the afterglow was incredible. In fact I was quite spacey. Mistress found this particularly amusing, for sure. She told me she was going to make me wait, and she certainly did! A wonderful experience making a wonderful day. I am just completely in the palm of Mistress’ hand, and I love that position. She can play with me however she chooses to, and I love it.

04/03/2021

A very early start today, working at 7am. I took the opportunity to have my daily walk while I was heading down to work and while the weather was poor it was still very bracing and at least served to wake me up. With it being so early, Mistress wasn’t around but I was still keeping my eye on the Discord channel as I often do. I take my role as an admin on the site very seriously and so always have at least one eye on it in case new users appear or I can help or just if there are guys to chat to!

Someone left a very kind comment on the latest diary entry on Patreon, it was so nice and also good to see that they enjoyed it. Made me smile. The first contact I had with Mistress today was in regard to that, seeing how it would go and when the next posts might be. As I was stood at the desk at work the mindfuck was of course on my mind, and conversation turned to that a bit. Part of the reason it was present, of all things, was that the sander we had often talked about was in my line of sight from where I was stood. I mentioned this to Mistress but didn’t think too much of it…except then she caught me with a rather unexpected mindfuck. When I told her that I could see it, she started using language very much like she would if she was hypnotizing me…talking about how the light reflected off it just like on her pocket watch. And of course as soon as she mentioned that watch that set off a small chain of events whereby I started to think about the watch and remember everything that it makes me feel, the effect it has on me and everything that it’s done to me in the past during our session and on the video. No doubt this was exactly what the desired effect in mentioning it, and it worked. These thoughts made me sway…I even shuddered involuntarily, a lovely shudder of pleasure much like when I see Mistress’ eyes. It was…so nice. Just a few lines of text and these effects had got to me, very powerful and engrained in me and I love it.

I was also wearing my mask as I always do at work, and so those effects were present to. It can’t be understated the effect this has on me too…feeling it as Mistress’ feet gently closed around my face, keeping me safe. When in a public situation and working or whatever, the feelings are very much in control, but their positivity is always there. The feelings work with me, an undercurrent supporting me and just making me feel good and positive. If I stop to focus on it more, then the other deeper effects of Mistress’ feet start to creep lovingly in on me, and perhaps my wearing it makes me more malleable to her when she is making such suggestions. But then I am always in that state for her. And so publicly too! What she wants to make happen will happen – I am learning that more and more as time goes on, and it thrills and excites me.

Apparently Mistress received a message from someone saying they had seen that she has a foot boy and that it made them very jealous! Well when Mistress told me that it was pretty incredible. It made me feel so blessed and fortunate that she had extended something as special as being her foot boy to me, and really happy for everything that we share together. For myself, and what we have, so great and positive, making me internalise and be very happy and appreciative. Part of me felt a little bad at the thought of having made someone else feel bad, but Mistress reassured me…as she so often does. She really understand me so well, and I’m so happy and glad of that as well.

Chanel x