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The submissive god! Plz dont panic! Just a very short story!!

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , , , , , , , , on December 8, 2012 by thecountessshadow

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Goddess he called her, but he knew he was the real God!
In the mazes of his mind the meaning was born, in the corners of his heart, the flowers of love and wisdom were grown!
On the wings of his soul, he carried her to the high summits, where the secret of life lies in repose.
Goddess he called her, with all her absurdity and carelessness, with all her beauty and cuteness!

Goddess he called her with the battle she ignited inside the chambers of his mind, the one eternal battle between the logic and the dream, the relative and the absolute! And out of that battle, in the burning ashes, the question arises.
How possibly could this arrognace co-exist with that submissive nature?!
How possibly could this wild aggressive nature co-live with that passionate heart?!

Like every question that matters, there are no answers, but if he is ever going to find an answer, it will definitely be hiding there, in the mazes of his madness.

Her Wild Stallion

The dream

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on November 7, 2012 by thecountessshadow

She was not so beautiful, with her frizzy hair, narrow eyes and that not so soft skin! He knew it, and he wished at times she was more beautiful, his mind worked hard changing some details, taking that actress long hair, these eyes of the woman in the portrait in his grandma’s hall, and giving them to her! He even thought once to buy her a hair iron in her birthday to make her look more pretty, but he pushed away the idea later, as he feared her mum who was his aunt would find it weird and suspect him! He thought, even if she is not so pretty, she is still good looking! One year younger than him she was, and he always hated her challenging him, always telling him no to whatever he says like she intended to tease him, or bother him! That last fight one year ago, about the cards made him really mad! He got the playing cards, gathered the other kids, and sat down to play, but she insisted on choosing the game he hated, like an angry child he stood up and said, you are so silly, why do you want to spoil the fun?! She gave him a cold look and got up without saying a word, and he felt real angry at her, he felt very much like hitting her, but that would get him into trouble with his mum and aunt, and he would definitely be punished! That made him more mad! This young witch makes me so angry, and I cant give her a hard time like she gives me, he thought. He then told himself, well I must look cool and careless, I should never give her the pleasure of watching me angry! And he went to the tv and opened it, as if he didn’t give a shit about playing cards, but she came out to the hall and looked at him in front of the tv, and laughed! He felt so angry, he knew she understood his trick! She knew he wanted badly to play cards and that he was so frustrated! He felt so helpless, unable to bother her as she bothers him! I don’t know why she enjoys bothering me so much?! What’s wrong with her?! I hate that bitch, he thought!

He always hated her attitude, but all of a sudden, all that changed! A major event happened to him, and changed the way he felt towards her. He reached puberty! That hormonal explosion has made his voice deeper, that tiny hair erupting from his face, that new pleasurable feeling coming from the member residing between his thighs! He was changing, and that explosion did not just change his body, but for his astonishment, it changed the way he felt towards her!

Nothing has changed about her, she was still cold as ever, still challenging him as always, but he started feeling differently about her stubborn nature! It was him who changed, and willingly bent to her will when she insisted on something to be done her way! It was a huge shift in his attitude, and instead of thinking of ways to bother her, finding ways to earn her affection was his main concern!

It was obvious that he changed, and she did notice it, but she never changed. She never tried to be nice to him, and after a while, that made him feel angry inside again! but he didn’t dare to let that anger outside as before. He wanted to act like a gentleman, and more importantly he didn’t want to destroy his efforts in earning her affection over the last few months! He thought, it just needs more time, and I have to be patient.

She wasn’t so pretty, and he never understood the origin of his attraction to her, he never understood the origin of this intense sexual energy surrounding her! May be she was his only option, as he was so shy to go for a girl at school?! Is it that he stayed many nights at his aunt’s, and saw her in her sleepwear? these intimate feelings a boy develops when he sees a girl in her home wear, even if they don’t show a lot of her body?! It is possible! Or is it her stubborn and aggressive nature that nurtures his twisted sexual taste??! He never knew, but the only thing he did know, that he became obsessed with her, her silhouette chasing him everywhere, when he sits on his desk for his homework, at school, and when he goes to bed every night! He wanted to touch her! Touch her, yes, that is exactly what I want, he thought! He felt very scared and very excited, with the word “touch” echoing in his mind! Scared and excited like entering a freshly new territory! He felt like the word has a new meaning, like he has always used it and never understood it! Under his blanket staring at the darkness in his room, he whispered it to himself ” touch her”, and he smiled pleased with his courage, like he just dared to let that huge secret of his out! He smiled again and spoke it a bit louder “touch her”, and he felt so euphoric! He reached out to the edge of his bed and started moving his finger tips over the wood, like he was exploring what it was like to be a wooden bed! He then reached for the wall touching it, like he was exploring what it was like to be a wall! Like he was exploring what was it like to touch! Amazed with his recently discovered sense, he suddenly remembered her. It was already dark in his room, but he closed his eyes, he wanted more darkness, he wanted nothing to disturb her silhouette in his mind. He felt like he went into a trance! Like he was disconnected from the whole world, and it was only her image filling the void, there was only him and her!
Closing his eyes, with only her in front of him, he stretched his arm reaching for her shoulder, stopped midway with his heart beating faster, took a deep breath and with trembling hands, he went the whole way touching her shoulder with his finger tips, moving his fingers all the way down her arm and upwards to her shoulder again, withdrawing his hand, and reaching for her neck, moaning with ecstasy he moved his index finger along her neck all the way down to her chest bone, and gently across it, to where it meets her soft shoulder once again! Sinking more and more into his dreams, he remembered her white tight dress, sticking to her waist and showing the lovely angle where her waist meets her hips, what a lucky dress, he thought as he exhaled a hot breath burning with his desires! The white dress, he whispered, remembering it, just above her knees, her legs embracing each other as she crosses one over the other and dangles her feet in her white slippers carelessly! He moaned deeply remembering that scene! Dangling her small feet in her white slippers and throwing them off her feet carelessly, flexing her tiny toes, and taking her legs up her seat curling them under her!
With her legs and feet filling his mind, he pulled his hands under the blanket, and reached for his new friend! and…..he discovered a new meaning for the word…Touch!

It was not only he changed his reaction to her stubborn behaviour, he actually started to love it! May be, he has always loved it, but just confessed it to himself now, and that’s why he has always kept thinking about her, repeatedly trying to play with her despite the fact that she has always dumped him?! He was not sure, but he knew that by now, he was loving her aggressive nature! He didn’t just bend to her will as it was the case since his puberty, but he started to intentionally create situations that evoked her aggression so that he could enjoy bending to her will! enjoy begging her to come back to play, but it was not about playing cards anymore, it was about begging her! He cared to sit always facing her so that he could peek at her feet! Then it became even worse when he started feeling an urge to sit beneath her! Whenever she sat over a chair in some room, he found an excuse to be sitting down on the carpet, pretending to be looking for something he lost, or whatever came to his mind as a suitable excuse, and he always struggled to hide his hardons doing that! It kept getting worse and worse, and he felt that she started to sense it, when she told him once, ok now, don’t start begging, I said I hate playing cards, then she had a long pause looking harshly at him, and added, and I hate your begging too!
His face turned tomato red hearing that, and despite his embarrassment, he couldn’t stop himself from getting hard, which of course, she has noticed!
Following that incident, he stopped going to his aunt’s for a while, feeling so afraid and embarrassed, trying to get her out of his head, but all his efforts were in vain. The more he stayed away from her, the more his need for her grew wilder! He started dreaming about her day and night, awake and asleep, and his dreams grew more and more weird. He dreamed of her pulling his hair and slapping him, and he just kissed her hands. He dreamed of her slapping his face with the bottom of her white slippers as he just kissed her slippers and bent to kiss her feet! He was terrified from his feelings, but he couldn’t help but drown in them more and more, until he couldn’t resist anymore. He had that mad idea before but was so scared to do it! Now, it is time to go for it, he thought! Still scared as before, but his desires were stronger than his fear! Whatever happens, I will just do it, he said to himself.

 

He went to his aunt’s and stayed there all day, studying and acting normally, not even peeking at her, so that she never expects what he was going to do. He stayed overnight and everybody went to bed, but he stayed awake until it was midnight, and it seemed like everybody was in a deep sleep. He stood up and moved towards the room’s door, and then he stopped, his legs were shivering with fear that he almost fell down. He was so scared, thinking, what if someone wakes up? he would be in real trouble, but few seconds later, he stood up decided to go for it, whatsoever the consequences would be! He opened the door and walked gently seeking her room. He put his ears close to her room’s door, listening carefully for any sound, and when it was so quiet, he held the doorknob and opened gently and stood still, making sure the sound hasn’t woken her up! For a moment, the fear was taking over him, and he thought to just run away, but a look at her lying over her bed with her feet coming out from under her blanket set him on fire, and he entered the room, closed the door gently after him, and stood there in the darkness, seeing nothing but her bare feet, and hearing nothing but his heart beats!
He walked a single step, then stopped! I don’t walk to her, he thought, I crawl to her! And he went down on all fours and crawled all the way from the door to her bed. Breathing heavily he was, not believing he was there, kneeling by her bed, with his face few inches from her feet, breathing heavily that he was afraid his breaths might wake her up! He held his breath and touched her sole with his lips, he looked involuntarily at her to make sure she didn’t wake up, and when he saw her lying down quietly, he kissed her sole passionately and whispered, I adore you. She moved her leg and he shivered and quickly fell down hiding behind the bed, so afraid he stayed there without a move for a while. It seemed like she just turned around in her bed, so he got up from behind the bed slowly, kissed her foot one last kiss, looked at her and left. After the fear was gone, he felt ecstatic and stayed that way for the next several days, with his little adventure playing in his head over and over again like a cheerful song! He was happy, but he became more obsessed with her, and he decided to repeat that lovely adventure again, but thought it would be better to wait for a while before doing it again.
A couple of weeks after his adventure, he was at his aunt’s for lunch, and that was when he noticed she was acting differently. At first he thought, she was giving him more attention, a sort of being nice with him, but then he noticed that she was as cold as usual.

The only difference was the weird look she gave him every now and then, but he never understood what did it mean, and he was too excited ( being around her) to pay attention to that minor detail. He decided he would stay over night and repeat his lovely adventure tonight. Again it was midnight, and everybody was sleeping. He walked to her room and opened the door gently, with more confidence and ease this time, and he got inside and closed the door. She was lying in her bed, exactly like the last time, and he got down and crawled to her bed to find a surprise, to find her sitting down on her bed awake and looking down at him! He was shocked, taken by the scary surprise that he couldn’t even stand up. She kept looking at him a cold empty look, and remained silent. The silence burnt his nerves as a series of horrible images passed by his head like a streaming video! His mother, his dad, his aunt, even his brothers, that is going to be a scandal, a nightmare! What did you do to yourself you stupid, he kept thinking and shivering until awakened from his nightmare by her cold voice, stand up you weirdo! He stood up in a mechanical movement like a robot, unable to say a word, or even to think about anything to tell her as an excuse for being in her room, what excuse could explain your presence inside her room after midnight,he thought, so he just remained silent. His thoughts were again interrupted by her voice again, more cold this time as she said, you think you are smart? answer me, you think I don’t know your dirty secret? not just this time, I knew it 2 weeks ago, she said as she looked directly into his eyes! Don’t you have any honour? sneaking into my room at night and doing your dirty things, do you want me to wake everybody now to show them how filthy you are? He was terrified and got out of his silence saying quickly, no please, don’t tell anybody, I will just leave now. She didn’t answer and kept looking at him a cruel look. He looked away, then he looked at her again and continued, I am sorry, really sorry, I don’t know why did I do that horrible thing, I must have been out of my mind! Please forgive me, I will never do anything like that again, but please don’t tell anybody, ok? Again she didn’t answer and he started to panic saying, would you tell them? please tell me you won’t. He was so scared that he almost cried, but she didn’t say a word, and she didn’t move her eyes away from his, then she said, get out of my room! He was more scared and begged her again, please don’t tell anybody, I am sorry, but she only repeated, get out of my room now! Her harsh tone made it obvious that there was no chance to say a single more word, so he just left. He couldn’t sleep that night and he left the house with sunshine.
He spent a hell of a week, unable to do anything, and waiting for his nightmare to come true. He became paranoid, suspecting every look from his mother, and waiting for the catastrophe. It was a week and nothing happened, he started relaxing telling himself that if she hasn’t told anybody till now, then she was not going to do it. He started to feel guilty, he felt despise towards himself, and convinced himself that he was sorry for what he had done. Deep inside him, he knew he was not sorry for anything other than the bad luck that made her catch him doing it, but it was his way to thank god for letting it pass safely, feeling guilty was his own childish way to thank god for helping him! He got himself indulged in school things, and never went to his aunt’s, even when it was a family gathering for the feast, he told his mum he was so tired to go anywhere. He didn’t want to look into her eyes ever again. It was fear, the major motivation for everything he had done for more than a month. With time, the fear started to fade, and the embarrassment started to hide, and his desires began to show up once again!

The first time he felt his need for her, he panicked! Like her silhouette would get angry with him not keeping his promise, and would tell everybody about him! He got up from his bed and turned on the lights and sat at his desk studying, trying to push these desires away, but it didnt work, so he got up, did some push ups until he was out of his breath, and after his shower, he was relaxed and ready to sleep. The next time it came to him, he felt so tense, and he started praying! God help me to push these dirty ideas outside my head, please God, I hate them, he prayed! He was thinking inside, what am I doing? Do you think you could deceive your God? He knows you dont hate these ideas! He knows you want her so much! you should be praying, Please God, make her love me! He said to himself. But he kept pushing these thoughts away, and the more he felt that way, the more he prayed, God help me! He then went to his desk, trying to sink in his books to clear his mind, but he found himself thinking about the weirdest thing, asking himself the weirdest question, is it possible she loved it? She said, she knew about the first time, and it seems like she has noticed my attitude towards her before that incident, then why didnt she stop me the first time?! He kept thinking, it is obvious, she loved it and that moral speech was just a big lie! Thinking about this, he suddenly became so excited! Flooded with his emotions and desires, he jumped to the next question, what should I do next?! Many crazy ideas passed by his mind, but he suddenly woke up from his thoughts! He felt tense remembering what happened last time he saw her. No more stupid adventures, no more stupid assumptions! you will just get yourself into trouble, that is enough! He said to himself. He calmed down, and said to himself, at least, she didnt stop me the first time, she was awake, then she was approving, and I dont have to feel so embarrassed and broken in front of her! If she gives me that cold look, I will look her in the eyes a more cruel look, and she would never dare tell anybody! He felt a bit relieved, but unfortunately, that never took away his need for her! Three months had passed by now, and he had almost forgotten about that incident, and even forgot about her.
It was a feast, and he went to the family gathering at his grandma’s. It was crowded there with his uncles and aunts and their kids. He was energetic and social, and for the first time in his life, he totally ignored her, as if she never existed, and he had fun with the other boys and girls. In the evening, most of the people had left, and it became quiet in there. He was sitting alone in a room listening to his grandma’s old radio, when she came in and sat down in front of him, but he ignored her presence. He was feeling good that day, and he felt strong, so when she looked at him, he looked back at her an empty cold look. It was like a power struggle with the eyes, and they both kept looking at each other for a long period of time, until she stood up and walked to the balcony, she turned back to him and said, follow me! Her tone was ordering, but he didnt move and just said, I am listening to music as you must have seen, but she repeated strictly, follow me! No, I won’t, he answered! What do you want? He added. We have an issue, remember? We need to get things settled, she said looking at him, but he looked back challenging her, and said, no, we have no issues, and you’d better stop that childish behaviour! She remained silent for a while, then she said in a rather seducing voice, believe me, you will regret it if you don’t follow me, and she got inside the balcony and closed the wooden door after her! He sat there for a while, resisting his desire to join her! It didnt sound like a threat to him, it felt so different, her eyes and voice were so seducing and he found himself drowning in his desires, like her seducing voice awakened his need for her, and all of a sudden he felt so weak and needy, and so submissive! He stood up and followed her in there!

It was an old style balcony with an old fashion eastern bay all around, and entering there he found that she has already closed it, so it became more like a room than a balcony. Sitting there over the chair beside his grandma’s tub, crossing her legs and dangling her shoes, looking steadily at him. He looked at the cactus plant and the mint in the tub, then at her sitting on her chair, and he felt she looked like a queen! She sensed his weakness for her, so she crossed her legs the other side to make him more and more needy, and he just couldn’t resist anymore! His hardon was very obvious and she looked at it and said, I knew you would come, now do what you very much want to do. He was reluctant, but she said strictly, don’t act like you don’t understand me, get down and kiss my feet! We both know you are dying for it! He just melted, fell down to his knees and started kissing the tip of her shoes, breathing heavily as he rubbed his face in her bare heel showing from her shoe as she dangled it. She dropped the shoe and pushed her toes into his hungry mouth and up his throat almost choking him, then she pulled her foot out of his mouth and pushed his face away from her with her foot! He was on the floor as she stood up and looked down at him a lusty cruel look, put on her shoes and walked outside, leaving him alone in the balcony. He was so confused, why she did leave, why she did ask him to come if she didn’t want him?! But he was very excited to think about anything, and he did the weirdest possible thing, he masturbated himself, and lied down peacefully!
He didnt think a lot about what happened between them, and he went on normally with his life. They met a couple of times and she treated him normally as if nothing has happened between them, and despite his astonishment, he didnt pay much attention to her weird attitude, until it was a time they met at his grandma’s, and the moment they were alone, she told him strictly to follow her inside, and he just obeyed and followed her throwing himself at her feet kissing them and enjoying her arrogant look at him, and it became like a sort of silent deal. Everything was quite normal between them, until they were at their grandma’s, only at their grandma’s, and without any talking! She just looked at him, and entered the balcony, and he followed her mindlessly to enjoy the few minutes she allowed him to worship her! And the door of the balcony, became like the door to heaven for him! In there the time stopped, and the world ceased to exist, and there was only her and him, the queen and her slave! Their relationship was so unusual, and very complicated. For everybody else, they seemed like the cousins who weren’t so friendly, she was cold and insensitive to him, and he didnt pay much attention to her, but inside the balcony, there was a totally different story, a wild, twisted, endless pleasure!
It was like that for almost a year, until she travelled abroad with her parents, and for his astonishment, he didnt miss her much, he didnt even feel sad when he visited his aunt to say goodbye before she travelled! He just shook hands with her and said, enjoy the trip, and she didnt seem to care either! She shook his hands and just said, thank you, stay safe! The first time he felt sad was when he was at his grandma’s after she travelled, when he saw the balcony door and she wasn’t there! He entered the balcony and looked at the empty chair, where she used to sit down, her throne as he always thought of it, and he felt so lonely and sad that he cried! He rubbed his face in the foot of her throne, and kept shedding tears! He didnt feel sad when he said goodbye to her, and now , he was just crying! It was like he didn’t miss her, it was like he missed his balcony queen! But she was his balcony queen, and he couldn’t understand why did he just start to miss her that moment?! It was like their relationship existed only inside that balcony! Inside that balcony was their shared world and passion, and the moment they stepped outside it, they became just strangers!

His relationship with her was one of the weird things in his life that he never understood, but the time passed and gradually he forgot everything about that relationship. Years have passed, and he only saw her occasionally, almost once every year or two during her short visits to the country. They grew older, and started to act differently. She was no longer the silly aggressive young girl, and he ceased being that horny boy! They just became normal cousins who smiled at each other when they did meet occasionally, and had a short chat about college and new albums of famous singers. It’s true the first time they met at their grandma’s after years from her travelling abroad, they both felt a bit tense, and she was even more tense than he was, but like a gentleman he eased her by discussing some college stuff, and making fun at how they used to act like enemies during their childhood, like he was trying to tell her indirectly, that it was very long ago, so dont feel tense about it, and she became more comfortable as she got the message. It was like they had a silent deal, that this weird relationship was an early adolescence issue, that meant nothing, and it was over.

He grew up and stopped being that extremely shy boy he was. He was in love with one of his college colleagues, and has forgotten totally about that old relationship, until something happened to him, a weird thing that reminded him of that old story, and brought its every minor detail back to his mind. That something was a dream! a very unexpected and weird dream!

It was an average size room, like a bedroom, but there was no furniture other than a bed. Everything in the room was white, the walls, the ceiling, the floor, and the bed sheets. The white was always soothing, but it needed some colour to contrast it, but everything was so white that it made him feel a bit uncomfortable. Standing in the middle of the room, not sure where he was, he started looking around him, and he saw her, sitting there on the bed. He was astonished to see her there, and he said hi, how are you doing, and she just nodded and answered him, hi you, I am ok! He looked astonished as she was relaxed like everything was just fine, and he looked around him again, thinking this might be a room at his aunt’s house or something and he just didnt notice it, but it was nothing like any place he has ever been to! So he looked again at her and asked, where are we? What is this place? and she answered quietly, I don’t know! She sounded like a fool to him, and he said, what do you mean you don’t know? Why are you so calm?! She didn’t answer him but he kept going anyway, this white is bothering me, I need some colour! Doesn’t it bother you, he asked, but again she just nodded as whatever! He felt she had gone mad and he walked to the room’s door to open it. He moved the doorknob and was taken by the surprise, the door is locked! He kept pulling it, and knocking! Hey, anybody out there! Grandma! knocking again, but no body answered, and the door didn’t open! He looked at her and shouted, why are you so calm, we are locked here in this fucking white room you fool! He was going to shout at her again as her silence drove him mad, when he heard that scary muffled wild roar, and he was frozen in his place, about to wet his pants! He looked down at the direction of the roar, and he was terrified, feeling nothing but the cold sweat drops collecting over his pale face and forehead! What the hell is that, he wondered while that cold shiver crawled up his spine! That creature whatever it was, was so dark black, so dark like a deep moonless night, so dark that the white walls couldn’t make it look any darker! It had the looks of a cat, the size of a Doberman, and the eyes of a tiger! It looked like a very wild black tiger if there was anything like a black tiger! That beast was looking at him, and he was real horrified, thinking that was his end! But then, that creature yawned lazily, and went back to sleep! He started breathing again not believing he was still alive, and he started stepping away from it on his toes, gently so as not to wake it up! He threw himself on the bed beside her and sat down still struggling to hold himself together, as he spoke to her saying, did you see that beast? we are locked here with that beast. We have to find a way out before it wakes up hungry, and tears us into pieces, he said. He was talking quickly, feeling so scared, as he suddenly noticed that she wasn’t paying attention to his words, he held her arms and shook her, look, look at that monster, don’t you see it, he said while pointing at the sleeping beast, but she just nodded as if there was nothing! He left her arms and said to himself, she must have gone crazy! I have to work alone to get us out of here, he said to himself, and he ignored her and started talking to himself, calm down, calm down and think, and his mind started working with his eyes, looking for a way out, but there were no windows, nothing but the fucking locked door! He was getting more tense, when her footsteps interrupted his thoughts, and he was terrified when he saw her walking towards the beast. He stood up shivering, and called her in a low voice, come back here, where are you going?! Don’t approach this thing, you will wake it up! but she didn’t reply and kept walking towards the big black cat and she stood just beside it.


He was speechless, and there was only terror in his eyes, when she kicked the wild beast with the tip of her shoe in its face, and every hair in his body was erected! The beast raised its eyes to her, moved its claws a bit upwards, but then lied down again! He looked at her, unable to take anymore, and he shouted at her, what are you doing?! Are you mad?! You are gonna kill us! But she just laughed and kicked the beast again in its face harder, and he was shivering more, almost crying! Please, please stop it, it will tear us! Stop this madness, he said, but she just kicked the beast once more, and it opened its eyes wide this time, roared wildly, and looked angrily at us like the demons of hell were dancing in its wild eyes! He was sure, she had lost her mind and he felt nothing but that survival instinct. She kept laughing carelessly and the beast started getting up on its feet, as he kept moving slowly towards the door, determined to break it open, or at least die trying! He reached the door, and the moment his hand touched the doorknob, she kicked the angry beast again and it was hell unleashed when the huge cat jumped up wildly. He didn’t know, was it the fear that unleashed his latent energy to pull that door violently and open it, or did someone unlock it?! He didn’t know, he didn’t care to know! He just pulled her hand and screamed ruuun, and he started racing the wind!
It was like she at last got her mind back and started running! It was a long narrow corridor and they were both running as the beast chased them roaring wildly, determined to tear their flesh! He had no idea where he was, but he kept running anyway when the corridor was divided into 2 ways. He picked the right side and she picked the left, and he felt so angry and scared when the beast left her and came after him! She woke up the beast, and now she is safe, and he is the one going to die between that ugly bitch claws, he thought while running. He suddenly found himself in the middle of a mall, with a lot of people around him, and he started screaming as he ran, somebody help me! help! but no one did anything other than a rapid careless look, and the beast was getting closer and closer.
His body was about to give up, unable to run more, and he became more scared, when he suddenly thought, that is a mess! I am dreaming, and he started looking backwards at the wild creature and screaming, you are a dream, a nightmare, but it didn’t stop chasing him, and he started screaming at himself, wake up, wake up now! but nothing happened, and he found himself in a street, with the blue open sky above him, the beast just a few steps behind him, and he just thought, I have to fly! It sounded like a brilliant idea to him! That thing can’t fly! But how can I fly? are you mad? This is a dream, a dream, and I can fly in a dream, he kept repeating to himself! I will try to take off now, that was the word that came to his mind, take off! and he found himself flying upwards but he was afraid when his feet went up and left the earth, so he fell down quickly, and he thought, you can fly, you make it fill your mind with no fear and it will happen! and just before the beast’s claws touched him, he was taking off, getting higher and higher up in the sky! He looked down, fearless this time, and saw the beast roaring down, then he looked at the street, the buildings and the people all under him! I am flying, he said with ecstasy, as he saw a herd of birds flying by his side! He felt like he wanted to keep flying forever, and he started singing cheerfully, but it was his brown wardrobe in front of him! He woke up!

He was sitting down in his bed breathing heavily, not sure what he was exactly feeling. That was definitely his worst nightmare, but he wasn’t tense at all, on the contrary, he was feeling so good, so relaxed! He whispered to himself, I knew it was a dream, then he smiled, whispering again, I can fly, so lovely is the sky! He laughed at himself, feeling like a fool, making up that childish song, and he got up of his bed heading to the bathroom, still smiling, and telling himself, a fool or not, who cares, I can fly!

It was his weekend, and he used to stay home on weekends, like he wanted to enjoy every possible moment of his spare day in laziness and talking over the phone with his girlfriend! But, he felt like going out that day, he wanted to be in the open air.
He walked heading to nowhere, thinking about that dream, what a dream it was, he thought! Waves and waves of ideas, and memories kept hitting his mind, the white walls, the black cat, flying, a very loaded dream, more than just a dream it was. It sounded crazy, but that was the way he felt about it, a message it was! His cousin, he remembered their story together, the balcony! I have to visit the divine balcony, He thought and laughed, heading to his grandma’s house! He kept thinking, what did that beast stand for? lust? Or is it your kinky desires?! He smiled, pleased with his Freudian talents! Then, you were locked with lust, the sleeping beast, she provoked it to chase you, and only then, the door was opened, yes! Only when lust is awake, you can break the door open to freedom! He continued with thoughts, but it might eat you alive when awake! Not if you manage to fly! All you need to do is to believe you can fly.
His thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Madbouly’s voice, the old barber, standing in his shop as he has been for ages, greeting him, hello kid, so grown up you became, and he smiled back answering him, hello old man, you look as good as a 20-year-old guy!
He was at his grandma’s drinking the morning tea with her, and he went to the balcony, entered it, and stood there for a while remembering, and for his astonishment, he felt that warm gush of blood into his face! That dream took him many years back, and the balcony got back its energy once again!
He was kissing his grandma’s hands, preparing to leave, when somebody knocked at the door. It was her, his cousin! What a coincidence he thought! They performed the social ritual of greetings and smiling, and he told her he was just going to leave, and just at the door, he turned and smiled saying, tell me, why did you kick the beast honey? She stared at him and said, excuse me? what beast?! He smiled again and said, never mind, you made me fly, and he left!

Walking down the street, waving bye to Mr. Madbouly the barber! He was thinking, she became more beautiful than before, and after a pause, he just whispered it, confess it you little pervert, her feet look so appealing, more than ever!
May be I don’t want to fly now, may be I want to stay with the beast for a while, he thought and started laughing!


Her Wild Stallion

Venus in Furs

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 2, 2012 by thecountessshadow

I have talked before in previous posts about my early days, my late childhood when I started to experience fantasies and day dreams related to Femdom, and how it took me years to understand and learn more about my nature and desires, and how it took me more years to realize that I was not the only person in the world who felt that way. At that period of my life, I have read a lot and searched for books that could help me understand myself, and that was when I knew about that book ” Venus In Furs “, and that same book is what this post is all about 🙂

It was 1999, and the internet was still something new in Egypt, and for an “anti-technology” person like me ( yes I am the sort of person who prefers a paper and a pen , a traditional letter, to an electronic mail, even though the latter is faster, easier, and more practical! I am that kind of a fool! ). Anyway, it was hard for me at that time to find that book online, and I wanted badly to read it, and I will explain later why. So, I went to the book store I dealed with, and that was a very funny situation! I still remember my red face and how sweaty I was even before I enter the store, like everybody out there in the street knew about the book I was seeking, knew about my secret, like people in the street were looking at me and laughing inside, thinking here is the weird boy! 🙂 I was a sort of paranoid, that is true, but it became worse when I entered the store and was not sure, in which section should I search, so I started looking in the psychology section, then in the foreign novels section, but I found nothing. I still remember
the hard time I had to escape the talkative book seller who insisted on helping me in my search, but of course I didn’t tell him :), the plan was to find the book alone, then buy another couple of psychology books to give the impression that I am doing some sort of psychology research or something! I know that this silly book shop story has nothing to do with the book I said I will be talking about, and moreover, this behaviour of mine may look extremely weird and stupid for many of you who aren’t Egyptians, but I do tell this story because for me, it became a part of the novel! The events and situations surrounding things become somehow part of the aura of these things, like the thing and the situation surrounding it become linked to each other in our minds, and affect our own perception of that thing, so you remember one of them to find yourself spontaneously remembering the other! So telling that story is a necessity to talk about the book from my own perspective,, and for the non-Egyptians who find my behaviour ( hiding my interest in the book ) weird, take my word on this, if you have ever lived in a society where you would be judged according to your different
thoughts and feelings rather than who you are and what you do, a society which believes that hiding the disturbing facts is a virtue, and ignoring your urges and reality to pretend you are the man/woman of morals is a bless! If you ever lived in such a society, only then you would understand my paranoid behaviour, but anyway, that is another story 🙂

Now, I will explain why did I want to read that novel so badly..Of course most lifestylers know that our interests are considered a mental illness in psychiatry, Sadism & Masochism, which in turn fall under a broader category called Paraphilia, which is a greek word that means ” beside friendship ” and implies sexual behaviour that is atypical, and sexual arousal to situations or objects that are not part of the normal typical stimuli..When I first knew about the word masochism I looked for the origin of the word, and for my astonishment, I found it was a name, an author’s name! Leopold von Sacher-Masoch..I read about him, I knew he was an Austrian author who wrote a novel called “Venus in Furs”, describing the Femdom lifestyle, discussing that desire from different views, especially a psychological one, and describing the underlying conflict and the contradictory impulses that come with this sort of relationships.
I remember the first idea which came to my mind at that time, how brave you are Leopold! That is exactly what I thought at that moment and I wanted very much to read that novel, written by that man, after whom my nature is named! It was like something deeply related to me, and not just a novel, but apart of that, there was a huge erotic energy surrounding that novel building up inside me! Of course, at that time, I had read a lot of erotic literature, but that one was different, very different. That one was a novel, sold in book stores for everybody to read, and not like the cheap porn stories that don’t qualify to be even called literature! That one was real unlike the fake porn people hide to read in their dark rooms for only one purpose, to jerk off! Thinking about that, I started to think about the erotic energy surrounding special things, asking myself what makes some simple things more erotic and appealing than other things which have a more open and frank erotic nature? That reminded me of the old saying, that a half covered woman is more appealing than a totally naked one! The partial cover fuels the imagination and creates more erotic energy! Well, that would be one reason, but for me it was not enough to explain the erotic energy beyond that novel, and the reason that made it more appealing to me than the frank open porn stories! Now, I think I understand the reason for that, it is simply because it is real, in the open air!
It is very much like this, like I meet a Domme Lady in a Femdom chatting room, and we start getting acquainted, and we start learning more about each other in different aspects, it is nice, but we start from that given, we are both into the same alternative lifestyle.
Now, imagine with me, I meet a lady, a work colleague for example, may be some lady in a library or a book store, we get closer, develop friendship, then it happens we discover we are both into the same lifestyle, a weird coincidence, but it would feel so different, and certainly much more erotic, like a huge erotic energy suddenly exploded like a nuclear bomb! I understand this example might sound vague, and not clearly related to the novel thing, but in my mind they sound so similar, because even if the porn novel is very well written, you still know it was written for a single purpose, to excite you sexually, to be erotic, which actually makes it less erotic! unlike the regular novel, that was written by some man to express himself and discuss his own feelings, it feels more erotic even though it is somehow subtle, or at least not openly erotic.

As I mentioned above, I didnt find that novel in the book store that day, so I decided to start a more serious online search for it.
It took me some time to find a free electronic copy of the novel to read (I didn’t have a credit card to purchase one!), and I read it at that time, but actually I was more interested in the Austrian author of the novel than the novel itself, and it is ironic that after the hard search, I read the novel quickly without the expected attention that matches the effort I put to find it, as if it was a treasure I wanted to find and own, even if I didn’t intend to use immediately, which sounds very stupid for me now, and I believe you do feel the same 🙂

Today, for some reason, I remembered that novel and I decided to read it again a thorough reading this time, and I thought it would be nice to share it with you, but I couldn’t just share the link, I had to give you some of my own crap at first! 🙂

It is very easy to find many links for the novel if you just search for “Venus in Furs” in any search engine, but here you will find one I found..If you are into Femdom lifestyle, I believe it is very important for you to read the novel written by that Austrian author after whom our desires are named! And even if you are not into Femdom, this novel is discussing a very special part of human sexuality and reading it would help you understand more about it,,and for lifestylers, apart of the benefit, reading it will also be fun ;).
So now, enough of this, I will just give you the link 🙂
Ladies and gentlemen, here is ” Venus in Furs ” by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, and of course I don’t claim any copyright of that link ( I don’t want to go to prison or something 🙂 )

http://www.fullbooks.com/Venus-in-Furs.html


Her Wild Stallion

Here comes the Fall again…

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , on October 7, 2012 by thecountessshadow

(originally posted on September 7, 2012)

It is not yet the autumn, but I started to smell its fragrance in the
air, especially at night. Yes, I do smell it, as every season has
a special smell, and the autumn’s is very unique and very tempting!
I can smell its scent as if it is a beautiful woman approaching, I still
can’t see her, but I can smell her lovely scent, her quiet perfume
mixed with the smell of her body tickling my senses!

I have always had a very special relationship with the fall. I have
written about it, sang for it, bragged about it with friends ( who were
very bored by the way 🙂 ), waited for it like a lover waiting for his
sweetheart! and though they say that when it is the fall, you can smell
sadness in the air, my heart always danced when it came!

I tried many times to label the fall, to link it to something, hmm,like
the season of romance, sadness, silence, or even nostalgia! but I could not, as it is impossible to name the fall after anything! It is impossible to imprison its beauty behind the bars of categorisation!
The fall is so free like its wind, so beautiful like a mermaid, so innocent like a child, and so wise like a monk!

Close your eyes, and listen closely to the wind playing gently with
the leaves, like a talented musician moving his fingers softly over
the cords of his guitar, sometimes just whistling like a reed pipe and
spreading the sand in the deserts at my homeland.

The night becoming longer and longer, as if the universe is asking us
to sit down, relax and look deeply inside ourselves.
I do really sit down and start looking deeply inside, just to find
myself staring at the dark sky, like it is a reflection of my inside,
or probably my deep inner self is a reflection of the vast horizon!
Now this sounds like a lot of philosophising, but I assure you, it is
not! It just happens with the fall, try it for yourself!
Just listen to the wind, and allow yourself the pleasure of watching
the stars in the dark sky, and you will start to sense a deep connection
developping between yourself and the universe! Yes, that is the bless
which comes with the fall, everybody can be an artist, everybody can
be a philosopher and a monk! Everybody can be in love!

Hmmm,it is much more than just a season, it is a state! It is when the
universe starts playing that lovely, touching piece of music, and
listening to it brings silence and peace of the mind.

I understand that I have been describing a season and repeating the
same meanings in different words, which may be boring for a lot of you
but please forgive me for doing it, as it is like bragging about it with
you! like singing a song for the fall! So please don’t be bored, and
just sing with me! 🙂

Now, I’d like to tell you a very interesting thing about me, and my
mistress, my companion and fellow traveller ( I think fellow traveller
is a very beautiful and meaningful expression, but she insists on using
the word companion!).We met online, on CM, a bdsm dating site if you
don’t know about it, and at that time, neither of us ever imagined that
it was possible to meet his/her soulmate there, but it happened! 🙂
But the interesting thing is that our first conversation ever has
started at midnight on September 21st! Yes,the first day of the fall!
It may sound like a coincidence for most people, but for me, it means
a lot, like it was some sort of a sign! and even if it was just
a coincidence, I believe it was a very very beautiful coincidence.
The more beautiful thing is that I was listening to a very romantic
and lovely song when we started talking together.It was the fall coming and Bryan Adams heavenly voice in the background, singing “straight from the heart” The wind, his voice, the guitar, and the harmonica all announced the beginning of a beautiful and a true era for me 🙂

I wanted to write this to my mistress on 21st of September, but
unfortunately, patience was never one of my virtues!
So, here comes the fall again 🙂

Happy new fall to you love 🙂

So everybody, here is the link of a very lovely live version of that
song on youtube, the one I was listening to that night, I want to
share it with you, and I am sure you are gonna love it!

These are the wonderful lyrics of that song for everybody to enjoy 🙂
” I could start dreamin’ but it never ends
As long as you’re gone we may as well pretend
I’ve been dreamin’
Straight from the heart

You say it’s easy but who’s to say
That we’d be able to keep it this way
But it’s easier
Comin’ straight from the heart

Oh Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make another start
You know I’ll never go – as long as I know
It’s comin’ straight from the heart

I see you on the street some other time
And all my words would just fall outta line
While we’re dreamin’
Straight from the heart

Oh Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make one more start
You know I’ll never go – as long as I know
It’s comin’ straight from the heart

(oh)
(i’ll never leave you darlin’)

oh straight from the heart
tell me we can make one more start
you know i’ll never go- as long as i know
you’ll give it to me now
straight from the heart
tell me we can make one more start
you know i’ll never go-as long as i kno
it’s coming straight from the heart
give it to me
oh no, oh no
straight from the heart
you know i’ll never go-as long as i know
it’s coming straight from the heart “

Her Wild Stallion

The Forest of Desire, Another Declaration!

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , , , , , on October 6, 2012 by thecountessshadow

(originally posted on September 1, 2012)

It has always been so scary and so weird,until She came with Her magic stick !

She touched me on the shoulder, and the fear was no more !

She held my hand and walked me through the dark forest of my desires.
I was shivering, but She smiled and said, don’t worry My little one,
there is nothing to fear in here! She walked and i couldn’t help
following, like She was holding an invisible leash and pulling!

It wasn’t so long until we reached the centre of the forest..
She was so right, the Throne was perfectly suitable, as there is no
coincidence, just the delusion of coincidence!

The Throne was Hers, and She sat down in glory where She belonged…

In front of Her Throne I am, in Her chains I thrive..With Her charm
I am wrapped, and with Her rules I survive!

She is the only one to be honoured, adored and worshipped.
She is the Owner, the Queen and the ultimate Mistress.

She is my Goddess.

Her Wild Stallion

Intro into Fantasy World

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags on October 6, 2012 by thecountessshadow

(originally posted on August 21, 2012)

This is a very special place, where you will find ideas embracing each other! This is where you will find bold erotic stories describing the darkest secrets of Femdom lifestyle, and breaking the false psychological taboos ! You will find this side by side with , inspiring poems, emotional love stories, or even monks’ hymns !
Yes, we do know this is about Femdom literature, but we just wanted to send a loud message to everybody:

This is a lifestyle..

This is not a game..

We are people, human beings, and inside this very complex creature, and that wonderful phenomenon called Human, there are a lot of contradictory feelings, apparently contradictory, but beating together in harmony, like the loveliest Orchestra !
Here is where you will have a tour inside that lovely creature.
Here is the fantasy land of freedom !
And after all, don’t forget, this is all about Her & him, The Countess and Her shadow ! and they do enjoy a lot of different things.
So, again, welcome to their own house of madness and love..
Fasten your seat belts and get ready to fly !

(Not) Alone…

Posted in Femdom Literature with tags , , , , , , , on October 6, 2012 by thecountessshadow

(originally posted on August 21, 2012)

Stallion: Do You know Mistress,when You read something and it feels
like You are the one who wrote it, so like Yourself that You can
smell Your soul in there ?

Mistress: (smiling) Yes love,I think I do.

Silence…..

Mistress: Tell me about it honey.

Stallion: Looking into Your eyes remind me of everything Mistress..
(smiling)..My whole life just passes in front of me like a flash,and
I then feel so happy,and grateful,that I finally found You.

Mistress: (just smiling)

Stallion: It is a poem Mistress,a poem for an american writer called
Edgar Allan Poe..The first time I read it,I found myself both smiling
and shedding tears! It is so beautiful Mistress,and so deep

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Edgar Allan Poe

For every person reading this poem,feeling it describes him perfectly,
for every fellow traveller,this is for you.

Her Wild Stallion