Tamika's Descent Part 2
By femmeslave
Caution: This story contains adult themes and subject matter and is intended
for readers over the age of 18.
Anything and Everything
My name is Tamika. In just a few short months I have went from a stuck up
conceited bitch, to the willing and humble lesbian slave of Beth. To the casual
observer my complete turn around may seem swift, but as I search the depths of
my soul for my true self I realize that my whole life was geared to this
eventual self awareness.
As a little girl both my Mother and Father spoiled me rotten. I guess I was sort
of a pawn for them to use against each other. When other kids were being
disciplined and given clear parameters for unacceptable behavior I can't recall
not ever having my way or being able to do what I wanted. In many ways it was I
that seem to punish my own mother when "her" behavior did not meet "my"
approval. You can almost imagine what this type of behavior had on my psyche.
I was so lucky to have met Beth when I did.
Beth and I are complete opposites on the surface but deep inside she is the
missing part of myself, she is the dark part of my soul and it is only through
Beth that I found the guidance and release that I had so desperately been
seeking. I should make it perfectly clear that Beth "does not" make me do
anything, everything I do for her is for my own deep inner need, and it's a
natural submission and total power exchange.
Beth unlike me has always been confident but never arrogant and conceited. I
guess by not being "popular" when she was growing up taught her to not be so
self centered and shallow. Even though Beth has taught me a lot about not being
so self- centered, I would not ever dare to not look my best for her, "I guess
some habits die hard lol". My long dark hair and flawless ebony skin are in
such contrast to her almost "plain jane appearance". I think most people would
be shocked to find out that this sexy, ultra femme black girl is a voracious
pussy and ass eater. I have Beth to thank for teaching me so many little tricks
over the last few months, but deep in my heart I knew I was a natural born
cunt-eater and I was hooked from the first taste and I pride myself on my
ability for prolonged pussy and ass licking.
It was through Beth's "no non-sense" approach to my "attitude adjustment" that I
came to understand my true place and purpose in life. Beth's simple technique
of telling me who I was and what I would become had a stronger effect on me than
a zillion hours of therapy. The first time I felt the sting of her hand
slapping my face I was changed forever. I now look back and know that her
punishment and discipline was just the reality check I needed.
After our initial encounter Beth would often say, "baby, someday this will all
make perfect sense to you" and though I did not understand at the time, I know
now that Beth knew me better than I knew myself.
The burden of the horrible secret I carried was a source of excitement rather
than a feeling of shame. The skillful manipulation of my mind, body, and soul
by this woman now seems only a faint dream. During the first few months of our
relationship it was like an "out-of-body" experience to me. I knew I was doing
things that my mind initially rejected but my body seem all too willing to
please this forceful woman. Sometimes when Beth was fucking me with her strap
on she would whisper things like, "tell me you love that cock you black whore"
or "who does this pussy belongs to?", my response was always from the heart, and
sometimes even through tears, I all ways told the truth. "Yours!", "this is
your pussy" "I'm your slut" "I'm your whore" "this black slut belongs to you" .
Beth would sometimes laugh out loud when I begged her to let me come. She knew
how to push all of my buttons, and only when my pleas sounded like a babbling
idiot did she allow me the "privilege" of cumming . I know now that she was
breaking down the last of my defenses and inhibitions and preparing me for the
real world of slavery.
I do not profess to be an "expert" on the subject of bdsm, but I do know the
feeling of "subspace". My head gets light and I reach a HIGH that no drug can
ever equal when I serve Beth. The nastier and more humiliating the sex act, the
harder I come. I especially like the verbal aspects of our love making. I
sincerely doubt if anyone can equal the way Beth can make me feel just from her
words alone. I would rather hear words like, "slut' and "whore" from her lips
than, "I love you" coming from a lesser person. If I am doing a particularity
good job serving her pussy she coos sweet names like calling me her, "good girl"
or her "sweet baby". Beth all ways seem to know just what words I needed. I
make it a nightly ritual to "confess" to her each night.
"Confession", is something I recommend to anyone who seeks to better themselves
as a slave. A night does not go by in which I do not tell Beth how much she
means to me. I all ways tell her that that I will be the best pussy eater that
she has ever had. I also tell her that there is "nothing" my "MOUTH" would not
do to make her happy. I go into great detail to say what a "real" slave should
do to please her Mistress. I know that even after a year I am still very much
still in my learning/training stages but I also know that this is the perfect
life for me. Whenever, my face is buried between the thighs, or the creamy
white cheeks of Beth's ass I am in Heaven.
I'm still not crazy about sharing Beth with my Mother, but I dare not mention it
to Beth. I've also longed to perform something in the way of a "public display
of affection" to my Mistress. I will try to gather up the nerve and "confess"
to Beth about my insecurities. I'm sure that Beth will have a solution to my
dilemma but in the meantime I just want to get my Mother out of the picture.
In just one year I have went from being a stuck up conceited black bitch to the
pussy eating, asshole sucking slave of a butch, white dyke (and I Love it). I
have also willingly helped Beth enslaved my very own mother. I do not expect
most of you to understand how it makes a woman feel to give her heart and soul
completely to another person and be rewarded with the sense of belonging that I
feel, but for those of us whom have made the leap from empty shell to (almost,
lol) total satisfaction............. The future is bright.
To be continued...................
p.s. "thanks for the feedback" comments and reviews are most welcomed.
