Diary of a Mind fucked Foot boy Diary Part 25 (Patreon)

21/03/2021

It was so lovely to receive a happy birthday message from Mistress in the morning when I logged onto Discord. I was especially appreciative considering what she said had happened yesterday, it was so nice that she took the time to send that to me and I loved it. I adore her. The card that she sent me was wonderful – it was one that she’d put together herself on a website, and on it included a picture of her feet and the word ‘Footboy’…and inside again along with the scent trigger! I sat there just looking at it for quite a few moments, overwhelmed by the gesture, by how lovely it was, that she had put these things in it, the thought that had been put in. I absolutely loved it. I did also have to wonder what it might have been like at the factory when they had received that particular order! I was further touched when she revealed that this wasn’t all she had sent; I had thought the card was what she has been referring to all this time, but it turns out there is something else on its way! I couldn’t believe it. She is so wonderful and so good to me. We had a smile and laugh about the eyebrows that might have been raised in the factory by the card too…it certainly had an effect on me!

With the current restrictions and everything out there being as it is, my plans for the day weren’t really much different than any other day. It’s been really nice to see some more activity on the Discord server today as it’s been really quiet over the last couple of days, but for understandable reasons certainly. Folks are being more active and starting up conversations again. I haven’t been as active as usual but made more of a point of it today. There was a new user at one point who I think will become a regular if the technical issues they were suffering end up being sorted, they showed interest which is great…always superb to welcome a new user into the community. It’s very rewarding as well when it all comes together.

The next step in the whispering audio experiment was released today as well – making it into a video. A few different versions were shared but all around the same central kind of idea. Along with the audio was accompanying footage of Mistress in the lovely woods and area that has featured in many of the images and videos, and it was great! Very much looking forward to seeing how all these upcoming experiments pan out...they are all so well-crafted and so much care and attention and love goes into them. Good times ahead!

22/03/2021

Today has been a wonderful day! Absolutely incredible! Mistress is just so amazing!

I was out and about in the morning, so we didn’t start chatting until the early afternoon, and more periodically while I was out. We talked a bit about tomorrow’s diary and entry, and she kindly agreed to include a little thank you note I wanted to add in it, and the parcel that was on its way to me and the one I had sent at the beginning of the month which could finally be opened tomorrow. It was so nice to have that there as a positive and friendly chat while I was out, just made everything seem so much more pleasant…as is always the effect that our conversations have on me.

When I got home I had a very pleasant surprise. I opened the door and walked in to see a fairly large parcel sat on the table waiting. My heart leapt. This must have been it! Not sure why but I had to quickly do a mental check to make sure there were no other parcels I might have confused it with that I had forgotten were coming, so as not to be disappointed when I opened it to find it wasn’t from Mistress. But there were none, it was from her! I dropped her a message to let her know and she sent back a few eagerly encouraging me to open it. I rushed through everything I had to do and then sat down with it, carefully opening. It was a lot bigger than what I was expecting – if I had any thoughts as to what it might be since it was mentioned, I thought Mistress might have somehow managed to put together the lanyard that we had made up a few weeks back. But generally I hadn’t put much thought into it as I was more than willing to just go with it, as it had already been such a lovely surprise that she was sending anything.

Several feelings came over me at once when I opened it and saw what was inside. A canvas with the most beautiful picture of Mistress on it, beautiful artwork of the kind that is often shared on Discord. A picture set against the backdrop of beautiful woods with the brilliant sun peeking its way through the trees, with Mistress there in the front and centre. She is sat on the forest floor, her long lovely hair flowing and wearing a transparent red dress. The intense feelings of pleasure washed over me, bringing me to the edge right away from seeing Mistress in red, and I felt the need to contact her and ask for her permission to release, but even so I had to stop and take a moment to appreciate how wonderful this gift was. I adore it, it is absolutely sublime…a picture of my very own Nymph in the woods, and what a thought that is. Mistress instructed me to send her a picture of it before I was allowed to release, and when I did it was so beautifully pleasurable not just from the amazing physical sensations but the bliss and happiness of this amazing gesture. I was bowled over by it, it’s amazing.

Afterwards we had a bit of laugh imagining how it would have been if I had sent CJ over a similar picture of myself for his birthday. I so love having a laugh with Mistress like that, we seem to be on the same sort of wavelength, and I was feeling so positive and happy. I’m looking forward to tomorrow and seeing what they thought of what I sent over. And so we finished chatting for the day when 5pm rolled around. I was very much looking forward to the upcoming HFO workshop, and thoughts were running through my mind at what might happen after the events of the last story time, but I still wasn’t really prepared for what prepared! That’s good though. I was charged and excited. They set up a video before 8pm actually rolled around and I was yet again frustrated by whatever technical issue it is that prevented me from seeing Mistress’ camera. I really must get that seen to! She mentioned a couple of things to me beforehand which struck me as significant – firstly she told me she wouldn’t be wearing red, which could have been just a statement or a mini mindfuck to get me to think what else might happen in lieu of that. This was fuelled by the second thing which was when she said she hoped I would be able to join in and talk about my experiences. Now possibly another mindfuck, she could of course have meant that exactly as it sounded, or did she mean something more along the lines of a demonstration? I wasn’t sure but didn’t have too long to wait to find out.

And so it started, people logged on and there were the usual greetings and establishment of things as is common on a video call. I was further annoyed by the technical issue when it turned out I didn’t have any trouble seeing other users cameras, just not Mistress’! But I could hear her and from everything positive that had happened earlier and in recent days it wasn’t something I was really allowing myself to be irked by. Mistress began talking and explaining a little bit about what the HFO is, and generally laying the groundwork for the workshop. It can only have been about three minutes in when she first used the word ‘orgasm’, saying it so casually and matter-of-factly as she carried on with the talk. It hit me hard. As soon as I heard it the effects and the pleasure hit me, the first and briefest moments of a release starting in me before it froze, and the feelings were held in that position. The sensations flooded me quite quickly as they always do, intense pleasure and urge for a release but with a stopper jammed in preventing it from happening. Coupled with that urge was the need to ask Mistress for permission to allow me to release, strong and driving feeling for the climax of that pleasure. But given the situation and the fact she was still talking, I didn’t want to interrupt. The need to ask for release when these triggers affect me is a compulsion, and it is how the pleasure is resolved as without the permission I can’t climax, but it doesn’t happen automatically regardless. So as it was I just sat there with the pleasure flooding me. Mistress could see what was happening I’m sure but was carrying on with everything, I sat there listening while my hands were balled together, and I tried to restrain myself as much as I could.

And my god she ended up saying that word so often during the course of the opening explanation! I have no idea how often it was said, or how long…approaching ten minutes it must have been. It just came again and again and again, each time striking me intensely and intensifying the pleasure, ramping it up more and more…I wasn’t ready for it and it was so intense, but so amazing. It was different to when it happened during the session as she wasn’t making me release each time after saying the trigger, so it felt like it was just increasing exponentially. I thought I might burst, I couldn’t keep still, and I think I was shaking from the intensity. All these thoughts are my attempts to process it looking back, as at the time little else was on my mind. Mistress did eventually acknowledge what was happening and asked me if I was okay, so she knew exactly the effect she was having on me as she always does. I couldn’t really give much of an answer as it had gotten so intense, and I couldn’t see her but could certainly hear the gleeful laughter at my reactions. She carried on with the talk a little bit more, and then not long after so sweetly asked me my opinion on a point she had just made. I could barely answer, and I couldn’t contain it anymore, I had to ask for permission to release. Perhaps she had just been waiting for that moment, seeing how long I could and would last before having no choice but to do so. Again I’m not sure how long all this lasted, time had sort of melted away.

She took control of me then. I became the demonstration, and I think she asked everyone if they wanted to see a live HFO. Even in my state of intense pleasure it did sink in that she had referred to me as her footboy in front of everyone, which was wonderful. This is what I am, and every time she says it to me it makes me feel pleasurable and gooey, and when it happens more publicly like that those feelings are just heightened. I guess it’s not only the pleasure it actually creates in me but the fact that it represents her own feelings of our dynamic, how she has accepted and embraced that and likes it being out there too? If that makes sense.

She began really ramping up the intensity of the pleasure, dropping in various triggers increasing that pleasure and directing her seductive and hypnotic voice towards me. She began to count me down to a release, but as always she took her time, continuing to make it more powerful as she went. This was all happening in front of everyone, although at the time this wasn’t foremost in my mind. But wow. I was so in her power and influence, and how incredible that felt too alongside all the physical sensations. As I’ve often said, the effects she has on me are undeniable…they will happen no matter what, and this was certainly the case now. She was using me as her demonstration for everything and I loved it. The pleasure continued to build and build, each word and number adding to it. My hands were gripped together and shaking, I couldn’t keep still, and I felt it in every fibre of my being now…it rode through me. More triggers were used as the numbers counted down, and by this point it was unbelievably intense and I was so desperate for release. When it was given I convulsed and spasmed, moaning in powerful orgasm and release. My body jerked and bucked, doubled up from the intensity of everything that I was feeling. I think Mistress was speaking while it was happening, but I wasn’t quite sure what was being said, my head was in my hands as I continued to buck and ride the wave of that orgasm. Even as it subsided I shook and was feeling sensitive and drained…but oh so wonderful. It was an incredible feeling, the building intensity making for a powerful release. Mistress is incredible, and I adore the effect she has on me – not just the physical sensations she creates, but what it represents in our dynamic and how easily she can affect me.

It took me a bit of time to recover and centre myself again. I felt a bit drained, and I was sweating. It was an intense physical reaction in more ways than one. I didn’t miss any of the workshop information really as after this Mistress turned her attention on another user which allowed me time to recover and replenish. I must have been very open to her in that moment, more than I usually am. At her instruction, the words she used on the other user didn’t affect me for the time being, and to be honest I was pretty zoned out anyway. What an intense experience! It gave me a bit of time to reflect on the sorts of things I just talked about – how strong her influence on me is, that she called me her foot boy and demonstrated on me in the way that she did. It was all so amazing and I’m so happy and lucky to be able to experience it. The workshop talk continued after that, I was calm and listening…and I was caught very much off guard when Mistress asked me to snap my fingers. In fact it was less asking me and more of a conversational ‘if I were to say…’ type of instruction, but the effect was certainly the same. The pleasure washed over me, making me moan softly and shake a bit. I was sensitive from everything before, and this was still strong but felt more like a caress of pleasure. All so wonderful. While this was happening Mistress went on to describe what had happened in the session a few nights ago, when she had held me in that state of orgasm until I had begged her for it to stop. I wasn’t expecting that at all, but I loved it, so incredible. The fact that she said it, was happy for it to be out there, part of our dynamic, was and is just so wonderful to me. I adore her for that. The pleasure of that snowballed with what I was already feeling, and it was followed by a rush of gooey pleasure when she called me a good boy in front of everyone when the feelings were ended.

After the talking side of the workshop had finished, it moved on to an actual hypnosis session with the aim of achieving HFO. Whether this was planned or had just come about on the fly, I don’t know. I don’t recall reading that it would be part of the talk at any point, but it didn’t matter at all! I perhaps experienced it a little differently to the other folks taking part – the word ‘orgasm’ was used quite early on in the proceedings and so once I heard it those effects took hold of me again. Like before I was held in that initial burst or rush of release but kept on the edge. With Mistress well into the session now there was no way I could ask her for release, so as before I just sat there with the feelings washing over me. The contrast between those feelings taking hold of me while simultaneously listening to her voice and going under was interesting. I was certainly swayed by everything that was being said, as her voice is incredibly hypnotic and she is so skilled, but I probably didn’t go under as much as I might have done. The sensations were already running over me and gradually increased as time went on. I daresay it was her intention to set them off in me while I would be unable to ask her for release, that’s a mindfuck. Whether it was or not, she clearly noticed the effect on me as she permitted me to release early during the course of the trance. It felt amazing, pleasurable and intense. I shook and moaned as I had done before…so many times…and felt it take hold of me so completely as I experienced those incredible sensations. Obviously, this did not bring an end to the trance, so even in the afterglow of this as I calmed down I started to drift under again. It was amazing that Mistress took the time to give me such a wonderful treat and I wasn’t expecting it in the midst of everything, she even said how good I had been which as ever just elated me. This process repeated itself as the trance went on; a trigger was used that wracked me with delightful sensations again, until eventually I allowed to release early. Before the release though Mistress started to walk through the immersive experience – the Nymph had been mentioned over the course of the workshop and this was the direction the trance was now heading in. So I was taken through many of those erotic ideas with pleasure already flooding me. How absolutely incredible it was.

With the trance now at the stage it was, with the Nymph very much in play, it wasn’t long before another trigger word was used that caused the pleasurable sensations to return to me. Again I can only wonder, never know for sure, if this was Mistress’ intention or if that’s just the way it all went. Mindfuck. This trance wasn’t about me though, so I think it was just a wonderful effect it brought about. I didn’t go under this time. Or rather, I didn’t close my eyes and go with it as I had before, but it still affected me. I was very open and in that altered state, I felt amazing! The experience was still so immersive, so arousing and so pleasure. Mistress described everything in her beautiful and seductive voice, and though my eyes were not closed my mind was filled with those thoughts, and the sensations I felt fuelled them…like I was so intensely experiencing pleasure from what she was saying. The feelings accompanied and bled into each other in such a fashion. It was all so delightful. The release from these sensations came at the end of the trance along with everybody else, when we were counted down in a very similar manner to what had happened to me earlier. Again it was just so intense. I hope my repeated use of that word does not dilute it in any way, but everything I feel is always felt so keenly and powerfully. Mistress drew out every moment, prolonging the two and making those incredible orgasmic sounds before giving us the final number. Powerful, hot, hard release. The build-up had made me start shaking and moaning and near convulsing until finally it was released in a powerful torrent that I felt all over me so completely. So blissfully.

I was shaking, I was hot, I was sweating. And it felt exquisite. Charged with pleasure and so very sensitive. Quite unlike anything else. I was pretty out of it afterwards, very spacey but feeling incredible. It wasn’t quite over though. Mistress started teasing me about her pocket watch, that she had it in hand and held up to the camera…and I couldn’t see it! I really wished that I could, but as it turned out it didn’t really matter, because Mistress asked me to take hold of mine in front of everyone. I had it nearby through the course of the evening, and when I took it the sensations came over me again. So pleasurable, making me feel really gooey. I held it up to the camera so that Mistress could see, all the while under the effects. It also started to make me feel even more positive than I already did. So boosted! Mistress took the opportunity to tell everyone how I couldn’t put it down until she said and having me say how it made me feel. It was all a very heady sensation with all these things combined! She dropped in an erotic before telling me I could put it down, and I felt wonderful! At one point I just started laughing because I was feeling so overwhelmingly positive, it was a marvellous feeling.

It may or may not have been intentional, but just before the whole thing concluded, Mistress mentioned the word ‘orgasmic’ again. I managed to compose myself a bit after everything and so when I heard that the feelings once again washed over me just like they had before. The call ended there so I had to contact her to ask for permission to release. She took the opportunity to mess with me a little, asking how I could possibly need more orgasms after everything that had happened. I felt very charged and sensitive and aroused. The need was strong again. She granted me permission on the condition that it would be very intense. And it was. Every last iota of energy was given to that powerful release, one final powerful orgasm making me shake and convulse. The afterglow from that and everything else was substantial, I felt like I was on cloud nine! I was just revelling in all the physical sensations and how lucky I was to be in this position. It had left me feeling so good, but I was also pretty drained…and very hungry. We chatted for about a further hour afterwards on and off, talking about what a night it had been, and the pleasure involved. As well as everything else, Mistress knew exactly how much I had liked her calling me her footboy in front of everyone – she asked the question and I told her, but I’m certain she knew. She understands me so very well, knows exactly how to push my buttons. What a wonderful position that is, she is so wonderful and so good to me.