I had liked Vance for a long time but for some reason, this love was impossible. These desires and feelings had to be suppressed and eliminated. I wished I didn't have them, but they were a part of me and I couldn't deny them. No matter how much I said to myself that I didn't have these feelings or how much I suppressed them or ignored them, this feeling would still be with me and always be a part of me. I was tired of denying this feeling and can't continue to do so. I accepted it and embraced this feeling. After that, it didn't hurt me anymore, even if I didn't try to get rid of it.
I enjoy torturing others, crushing a personality under my feet, and destroying their pride. Acting with others like domestic animals or punishing them satisfies my mind and body. I enjoy all of this, even if it's my secret, even if I don't have anyone to do these acts. I still accept myself and accept that it's okay and natural, and I have no problem with it because living this way is easier. I no longer want to torture myself and reject my desires.
After Vance confessed his love to me, I felt a strange feeling in my heart that I had never experienced before. I accepted my feelings and admitted my love for Vance, and the love that I had for Vance for a long time. It doesn't matter if he hates me now for my inner desires or no longer loves me, I want to be my true self and not pretend to be something I'm not.
Even if I tried to keep my desires at bay, I ended up drugging his food, tying him up, and putting on my favorite fetish outfit, a bunny costume. When he woke up, he was a little confused at first and didn't realize what was going on, but he listened to all of my fetish talk with love and amazement while still being restrained.
Then I untied Vance's ropes, and he started pion pioning like a bunny, which was a bit funny, but he turned to me and asked, "How was that?" I told him it was clear he didn't know what he was doing. I took a collar from the bedroom closet and put it around Vance's neck, telling him to sit on all fours. But his body was weak, and he fell to the ground. I told him to be a good animal or else he would be punished. Vance responded by saying he is stubborn and doesn't listen to his master easily.
I picked up a whip from the closet and lifted his clothes, whipping him so hard until blood came out. Vance turned red and got back on all fours. I sat on his back and said, 'See, you can be a good chair.' He didn't say anything and gritted his teeth while I pulled him over to a table by his collar, seating him on a chair. I put my feet on his head, and he didn't move. I hit him hard on the head with a stick, and he begged me to be kind to him. He said that he has his own fetishes, and one of them is a foot fetish. He asked to take off my sock. I let him, and then he started licking my bare feet, sucking my toes. At first, it tickled a bit, but after a while, I started to feel a lot of pleasure throughout my body.
I was struggling to breathe, and my heart was beating very fast. The feeling that cannot be described in words was coming alive in me. When Vance began to lick my feet with great care, everything became silent. Not even the sound of the world's silence, not even his deep breaths, nothing. Everything disappeared next to each other except for his tongue and the indescribable pleasure that I felt with all my being.
I felt my heart filling up. Maybe I didn't even know it, but I felt a deep love in my heart, a feeling of love embracing my abundant desire. I just wanted to remember these moments accurately and enjoy its endless pleasures. Vance then increased the pace of licking my feet, bringing my pleasure to the peak of enjoyment. My whole body was trembling, and I felt like I was flying.
Time was slipping away. Every part of my body was trembling like a delicate wounded creature, and the joyful sparkles were dancing on the surface. I felt like these moments of happiness and the subsequent peace were extraordinary and unparalleled moments that I was experiencing for the first time in my life. I thought that with this sincerity and focus, I have entered a new world that is devoid of any special connections and closeness. For me, these moments were truly heavenly and a place that cannot be achieved throughout centuries by any other coincidence.
"Even after he finished, I whipped him again and told him to continue his work. Then we continued until sunrise, kissing and licking my whole body. In the end, we were both very aroused, but we were too tired to continue, and we slept next to each other. Vance turned to me and said, 'Ada, I have always loved you, and I will always love you.' At first, I was a little surprised and couldn't believe it, but it was the best night of my life. I love you just the way you are with your desires and morals. I am not a normal person either, and I not only enjoyed it but also it was a dream that I had imagined in my mind many times. Then both of us fell asleep together."