Update 03
You probably still think it's scary and that's okay. It's not for everyone. For you, It will be pleasure. You will love to indulge in all my fetishes and fantasy role-play, spanking. being tied up. and being treated as a pet. You will experience the ultimate joy of nirvana, like sublimating yourself to God.
I am your Lord, Master and God. Remember your sex energy is your lust for life! It's your passion! Get passionate, get sensuous! Love your beautiful body! but if you don't do it you'll never discover your Paradise Portal! Shyamala, your body is a portal to Paradise. Your body is an instrument that can create and experience pure unadulterated Bliss! Get in there and love it! Feel it, touch it, play with it, pleasure it, and savor the sensations that your body gives you as you kiss me, as you stroke my long thick monstrous gigantic cock, as you masturbate or as you are fucked by me mercilessly!
And if you have a problem with the Fuck word - practice saying, "I love to be fucked" hundred times a day until you can say it and take a dirty ribald pleasure in saying it! Love the life in you - it's really, really good! So learn to tease your desire and hold it at fever pitch, because arousal will benefit you mentally and spiritually and make yourself ready for me. You can do it with anything you want - it doesn't have to be sex, though sex is the most effective. When you are hungry, take a piece of fruit into your mouth and just "hold" it there ... see how long you can go without actually chewing it, just close your eyes and taste it, feel its texture, savor everything about it.
It's a well known fact that most of the artists, geniuses, creators, leaders and entrepreneurs of the past and present have very strong sex drives. You need to take action and get your juices flowing again! You've got to get your sex energy up and buzzing. I will make your abundant stored juices melt and flow.
You will not be having any conflicting thoughts or afraid of what the society will think of you. You will be happy to let know the society, colleagues, neighbors, family and friends that you are my slave, my kept woman and my mistress. You will enjoy being my lover, mistress and slave, despite the social stigma and condemnation you will face. You will enjoy being called a mistress of Me. You will actually tell your children and everyone that you are my mistress.
I suggest that you imagine the minute details of how I will eat you, treat you, worship your sexy beautiful body, abuse you, arouse you, fuck her, tame you, use you and make love to you to satisfy you desires, when we meet and do everything possible. You go to a temple and see the sculpture of various sex positions, read Kama Sutra and use your fertile imagination to know the things I will do. You will be in ultimate bliss. Nothing is taboo between us.
Do not worry much about my relationship with Lakshmi. I am capable of controlling her. She will do whatever I say. She is my slave. She is a bitch definitely. She cannot afford to be disobedient to me. What you said about her is true. She even asked me to marry her. My enjoying her sisters, relatives and friends is also true. She arranges women for me because she does not want to lose me.
I can come to your house and let everyone in the colony know that now you are my new mistress. Do you like that? Both you and Lakshmi want to fight with each other for my love? For your information She was not the only lover I had during that one year at Madras. I had other lovers too.
You mentioned about Lakshmi's friends and your colleagues too who have been fucked by me. You may be knowing about them. I will tell you what type of persons they are when we meet. If you want to compare yourself with my lovers whom you know, I can tell you that you are a better bitch, Sexy slut, Tantalizing temptress, and whore. Be happy that I consider you as unique and want you to be mine, My slave.
Lovingly yours Shiva
Chapter 8
She was happy and thrilled that at forty seven years age, Shiva, an young highly educated handsome man found her beautiful, irresistibly sexy and desirable. He is seeking, chasing and pursuing her relentlessly to take her, to have her, to experience her feminine beauty, to own her and to fuck her. She has become obsessed with him, waiting everyday for his letter.
Despite having grownup adult children, she could not control thinking of her new found lover, whom she never met socially. Her children knew about the mysterious man, as she happily discussed about him with them. They were happy that their mother changed from moody to happy and friendly person. They even started teasing her when she goes into room to read his letter immediately after coming back from college. Waiting for his letters became unbearable, It has become an obsession for her. Every day when she comes back from college in the evening, she asks her children for uncle's letter. She reads his letter many a time and writes detailed reply expressing her feelings, emotions and thoughts in detail. The following morning she gives the letter to her son to mail.
Prompted by her new found freedom as a widow, her dormant suppressed sexual desires surfaced and the love letters further triggered her romantic feelings despite deep conflicts, religious faith, beliefs, traditions, moral ethics, social honor and her needs which she found hard to reconcile. The content of letters between them became more romantic, explicit, sexy and raunchy. She started thinking of him always, the mere thought of him made her sexual desire mount to unbearable heights and her pussy becomes wet.
He wrote erotic intimate feelings about her and encouraged her to express herself uninhibitedly all her thoughts and feelings and her refluxes while reading his letter. She responded with equal enthusiasm describing her thoughts about him and her desires and fantasies, which she never shared with anyone else, the deepest desires which she was not aware exists in her mind and perhaps afraid of admitting to even herself so far. While reading his erotic descriptive letters, she feels he is already making love to her, get excited, her body and mind responding with uncontrollable sexual desire and invariably masturbated to orgasm. It has become a habit for her to read his letters with her fingers in her pussy.
She is aware that she is considered attractive, beautiful and sexy by men, but all these years she felt completely out of touch with what really turns her on, what actually makes her body feel good. Her mind-body connection that lies at the heart known as 'erotic intelligence' is all about having the capacity to trust herself, to be in touch with her own body, her boundaries, her values and how she feels her own sexual energy. She has taken the first step to enhancing her sexual awareness and became aware of what her mind and body is trying to tell. Her letter writing to Shiva is like a letter to her own body, telling him how she feels about it and what she likes about it. She shared her feelings, imaginations and body reactions uninhibitedly in vivid details in her letters.
Inspired by new awakening of her sexual energy, Shyamalavathy started taking care of her body, grooming herself to be a pretty, attractive, beautiful and sexy woman. When her husband was alive, she did not have freedom to buy saris of her choice and present herself as she wants. With financial freedom, she bought new thin transparent silk, georgette, chiffon and lustrous linen saris and got stitched low deep cut wide neck designer blouses. She started wearing sari well below her prominent fleshy navel revealing and flaunting her curvaceous body. Instead of tight braid or bun which she dressed her hair earlier as instructed by her late husband, she dressed her hair in loose bewitching thick braid. She did intense exercises to maintain her midriff. The overall effect is that she transformed herself into a sexy woman flaunting her beauty. Her new look surprised everyone. Men of all ages including her students looked at her with awe, desire and lust. She enjoyed the attention, male gazing and sexy comments she is getting now. She being available widow, men known to her started talking with her suggestively offering intimate friendship and companionship. Some men even visited her home suggesting her friendship and more. She enjoyed the comments at her back calling her kama sundari, Kama Shyamala, kinky slut, Kakinada sweet, Kakinada sundari, Kala Sundari, and Cleopatra. Women colleagues scorned and gossiped at her new sexy slut look and said that instead of being a gloomy desolate weepy widow she has changed into a sexy sizzling slut available widow inviting men's gaze at her. She is preparing to present herself to her young mysterious lover. She started doing more vigorous exercises to keep fit, reduce her tummy and waist fat. She has thick arms, but she could not do anything about that. She bought a weighing machine to watch her weight.
Her children including her son commented that she is becoming more beautiful and sexy. Her son said, his friends are saying that he has a sexy mother. 'I hope Shiva finds me sexy too' she said to son and daughters
It has been three months since he wrote his first letter. He influenced and guided her to change gradually, entered her mind, encouraged to open up her mind and share with him all her apprehensions, aspirations, cravings, desires, dreams, fears, feelings, fantasies, likes, memories, moods, motives, perceptions, preferences, opinions, tastes, wild thoughts. She thought it is time to meet Shiva. She wants him. She is happy that he desired her and understands her and accepts her as she is. He has become a great friend and soul mate. She wondered about her needs and desires. As he said, he brought out the slut in her. she wants a man in her life. Her mind and body needs love and sex. surprisingly Shiva recognized her needs and desires.
Is it that she wants to be fucked? If it is so, there are so many men including some of her colleagues waiting for an opportunity and ready to fuck her. She thought that She can have many lovers now that she is a widow and considered sexy by men. She could have had variety of lovers. Many men younger to her expressed their desire for her. Even some of her students are chasing her. Every man it seems is assuming that being a widow she is easily available for sex. More so with her because she is beautiful, sexy and desirable. But she wants to be fucked by Shiva. The desire for him has become uncontrollable need. It is he who stirred her emotions and ignited fire in her. It is strange that she wants him so much even without seeing him properly or even meeting him socially. Now she is not bothered about having an affair with him despite knowing that she will be scorned, and called an immoral slut. He has brought out all desires, fantasies and thoughts which she never thought that exists in her mind. He brought out and helped her to know her inner self as a submissive. He is not requesting her, he claims he owns and possesses her. He wants to dominate, command, control her and wants her as his slave. He has already took her into his control and directing her thoughts. She has been tuned by him to become his slave.
Chapter 9
She received another letter from him.
My dearest darling Sexy Sizzling Slut Shy-am-a-lava-thy
If you are still confused about my intention to own you, to dominate you, to possess you, to be your Master, to make my slave, I would like you to read the following and try to identify your needs and desires to be dominated. It is not just BDSM, It is Eroticized Dominance. I am offering you a golden opportunity to be my slave and serve me.
The eroticization of male dominance and female passivity and submission in couple relations is a game in which there are no winners, a luring erotic bond that makes human relationships human, an empathic connection, a hardwired drive to mutually know and compassionately understand one another that is rooted in our nature..
This capacity remains dormant, however, unless developed and nurtured. It is a learned ability that requires such skills as being open and vulnerable to one another, an essential aspect of growing the courage we need to love with our whole heart. To love with our whole heart, in a nutshell, means to develop our capacity to remain empathically connected to self and other, in moments when core fears, such as inadequacy or rejection, get triggered.
Our human brains are wired to move toward pleasure and avoid pain. We learn and adopt behavioral patterns that release feel-good hormones such as dopamine or oxytocin. We are also wired to learn from pain, to seek to eliminate or avoid what produces pain and anxious sensations, such as the stress hormone cortisol. These processes are regulated by the mind of the body, the subconscious. The body also releases feel-good hormones whenever we experience relief or lower anxiety through the specific ways we've learned to deal with stress, such as an angry outburst or an emotional shutdown.
Emotions shape and spark the firing and wiring of neurons that produce behaviors. Happy neurochemicals are released whenever our distress is relieved by behaviors that activate these feel-good neural patterns. The happy chemicals - Oxytocin, dopamine and serotonin develop synapses each time they are released, strengthening behavior patterns associated with feel-good sensations of relief and pleasure.
Essentially, beliefs are perception filters that our body relies on to know when to activate its sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous system. Eroticized dominance in couple sexual relations, at least subconsciously, indicates that Sex is a beautiful and unique experience for personal pleasure to prove superiority via dominance and a key aspect of emotional intimacy in a couple relationship. Primary goal is to win by overpowering the will of another, to ensure they know their place and willing to be dominated. Love is regarded as overall sex-focused, sex is equated with intimacy. Women only respect and surrender happily and willingly to men who fuck them to satisfaction, dominate them, command them, and respect is associated or equated with obedience and submission. women also look beautiful, healthy and happy if they are fucked properly and thoroughly regularly. They become hysterical if they are not properly fucked to orgasm and satisfy their sexual desires. Sexual hysteria is the main symptom of sexual dissatisfaction. I understand that you have hysterical pangs some times.
My dear Slave baby, be prepared to be fucked, be dominated, be controlled, to obey my orders and to be my slave. You belong to me. I own you, your mind and body. You have not answered my question.. What type of woman are you? If still do not know, I will find out soon, when we meet, the qualities inherent in your mind and body. Padmini, Chitrini, Shankhini and Hastini. and Harini or Ashvini, Karini. What type of cunt you have - Gaja Yoni, Mriga Yoni, Ashva Yoni, Mesha Yoni, Sarpa Yoni, Vyaghra Yoni, Vaanar Yoni, Maheesha Yoni, Chaga Yoni, Shawan Yoni, Mushaka Yoni.
Lovingly Your Master - Shiva
She read the letter many a time, imagining him and thought of her married life with selfish unromantic inadequate husband. She could have become a slave to her husband, if he was enough of a man to fuck and control her. She thought 'Shiva understands me, my soul, my thoughts and my desires.' She never had satisfaction in sex with her husband. Her husband just fucked and ejaculated disregarding her sexual and emotional needs. She never had orgasm while fucked by her husband. She read the words and phrases in the letter, its meanings and imagined him. When she read the words, 'You are my slut and slave.' She got excited, her cunt became wet and she masturbated to orgasm thinking of what type of woman is she and what type of cunt she has. he said he will find out. She wondered what combination and characters she has based on Nakshtra.
She came out of the room and her daughters teased her, 'Mommy you have been spending so much time reading love letters from uncle. You are like a teenage girl falling in love for the first time. We are happy to see you like this. We want to see him.' She blushed, and said, 'I am eager and want to see him too and want him to see me at the earliest.'
During the dinner with children, she could not stop talking about Shiva. Shyamalavathy went to her bedroom read Shiva's letters thinking what type of woman she is, and what type of woman he likes and wants me to be. She is ready to become the woman he wants her to be, whatever Nakshtra she is born. She wants him to like her. She wants to become the best slave he ever had.
She wrote a reply. Writing to him made her so excited her cunt became wet and juices flowing out. She inserted her fingers into her wet cunt, thinking of his massive long thick monstrous gigantic cock. Imagining the cock of Shiva - Shivalingam penetrating her juicy cunt, occupying and exploring. Her thoughts flowing out as much as her juices are glowing out.
Chapter 10
My dear Master
You helped me to introspect myself, recognize and accept the real me. My life was not easy since the very beginning. A troubled childhood taught me how horrible it is to be born as a girl in a conservative family. My younger brother got all the attention and love from our dad and relatives, whereas girls always felt unwanted. In a way, we were used to being mistreated. For my dad, we were nothing but a curse, a burden. In spite of this negative atmosphere, the wonderful nature of my surroundings helped me dream a better future.
But that wasn't the end of it all, a challenging adulthood was waiting for me with open arms when I grew up. I was good in studies. Because of poor financial status, though I was working as a Lecturer, I was married as a second wife to a widower who was alcoholic, insecure, suspicious and abusive. Because I am beautiful, every man looks at me with desire. My husband suspects me. I was used and abused by him. I suffered and endured troubled life with him for the sake of son and daughters When my irresponsible, inept, selfish husband died, I got the tag of a widow. I couldn't escape the infamous tag in our society one way or the other but still, it was a great relief for me. I did not feel grief. I did not mourn. I don't feel ashamed feeling the way I did. Does it sound bad or cruel? Maybe, but I believe my long struggling life gives me the right to feel so. I never enjoyed sex with my husband.
I am a widow and let me tell you how society wants me to live my life. Society wants a widow to live her whole life without sex, regardless of when she lost the physical intimacy. But, nobody cares. I always found sex healthy and this taboo of not being able to do it suffocates me a little.
I am a forty seven year old widow with two daughters and a son. I do not wish to get remarried, but does that mean I have no sexual needs or I shouldn't have any? Finding an appropriate person as a life partner again is not an easy task for a widow in the orthodox Indian society. I fail to understand why I am not allowed to have a healthy sexual life. In a situation where most people don't want women to talk about sex and related topics, I can imagine how much hatred I might face if I express my thoughts on my sexual desires to others. But I recognize it is one of my basic needs. I don't deny it and I don't want to. I crave for your sexual touch every night I try hard to go to sleep. I have dreams, desires and erotic fantasies. I have fertile imagination. You prompted and invoked all my dormant desires surface. You have successfully unleashed, my inner slut, my animal instincts and entered my mind without asking my consent. Now in all my dreams you are the man of my life. I am happy that you found me. I appreciate that you have been waiting for me ten long years to take me. In the eyes of the society, accepting you as my lover, I may be called a slut and whore. I do not care. I want to be yours. I think I will enjoy being called your mistress!
You are fourteen years younger to me. Though I am elder, I feel like an young girl when I read your letter and imagine you. Thinking of meeting and mating with you, being with you, and being your plaything, has only gotten me more exciting. I still wonder what are the things you'll do when we meet. I'm still amazed by how dominating you've gotten, and how you can make my breath come short and my mind spin wildly with your powerful play of words. You have already invaded me, penetrated me, occupied me, filled my mind. My mind and body together is yours. I realize now that I want to be dominated by you. I am happy to surrender and submit myself to you. I want to be your slave forever. You are my Master. You have already become my master. Are you going to force me to do the things you like. If I refuse, will you beat me and Ra*e me? I just imagine the scene and I wonder at myself that I am willing to submit and surrender to you. Writing this and thinking of all the romantic, dirty, filthy things you want to do to me, I got so much excited and wet, I want you to explore me, excite me, and exhaust me and do everything anything you want to do with or without my consent. Do you need my consent my Master to eat me, beat me, use me and abuse me? I am yours, my mind is yours and my body is yours. When I do puja, I think of you. yesterday I went to Shiva temple, saw Shivalingam and it was you, I saw there. I am seeing your lingam my Shiva.
I fell in love with you even before you informed me that Lakshmi is your lover. Everyone in the College and Colony is aware that Lakshmi is an arrant, arrogant, casuistic, corrupt, crafty, crooked, conscienceless, degraded, degrading, depraved diabolical, disgraceful, deceitful, dishonest, exploitative, immoral, lewd, petty, polyandrous, ruthless, selfish, shady, shameless, sinful, scandalous, scheming, selfish, underhanded, unethical, unscrupulous venal, vicious, and wicked bitch have many lovers. I know Lakshmi has been your mistress for ten years. For the last ten years, I have been aware that you have been looking at me, gazing at me with desire and watching me from the terrace during your visits to Lakshmi. I felt jealous of Lakshmi, though a divorcee, having such an young handsome man as her lover and enjoying. Secretly I admire her courage being open about her relationship with you. She told everyone one in the college and colony about you. Perhaps it is you, who gave her the courage. It seems that women of all ages are invariably attracted to you. I do not know how many other lovers you have. People in the colony gossip that Lakshmi's elder sisters and her sisters' daughters are also your lovers. Is it true? What will you tell Lakshmi about us? Once she knows, she will spread the news to everyone. I do not care. Rather I would love everyone knowing that you prefer me to her. I am determined to prove that I am a better lover than Lakshmi and any other woman you have had sexually. Will you continue to fuck that bitch Lakshmi too.
I am sure you will be surprised and like to see the change in me -in dressing and everything else. Thanks to you for your prompting, encouraging, guiding and advising me to transform for the better. You have skillfully lead me like an expert therapist. I received the bras and panties couriered by you. It seems you have lot of experience in buying women's lingerie. You are already controlling and dictating me what to wear. I want to enjoy being controlled by you, my Master. I want to be better than all the women you have had including Lakshmi.
I have spent all these days, since your wrote the first letter, trying to figure out what the hell my problem is. So I went in search of answers. Reaching out and digging deep inside me both psychologically and physically. So here it goes, Looking back I did not know what I want. I know I want more than what my husband offered in sex. I wasn't sure what I would do when I got freedom after my husband died. I had no experience to draw on. I only knew that to be true to myself was something I needed to make me feel complete. When my husband died, I barely got out of the gate into freedom and ran right into you. I felt as though I had just hit a brick wall, stopped me dead in my tracks no matter where I stepped. No man has been able to do that. You helped me realize my own deep desires. My husband tried to dominated me by beating and abusing without fucking. He could not become my master. I did not love him. I did not submit to him. I know you are the dominant for me. You have guided me to understand the pleasure of submission willingly and wholeheartedly.
I realized that by nature, I am a submissive with a lot to learn. I believe that It's not enough to just have a submissive nature. It goes far beyond sex. I'm learning about myself and what kind of submissive I want to be. Trying to blend those things together has been a bit of a challenge. At the same time I'm trying to find my place with you.
My master, I may not have yet had a chance till now to physically witness your extreme power, but the very idea of giving you complete control over me is beyond thrilling and exciting. I never pictured myself finding someone I could wholly submit and surrender to. Every day I awake thinking of ways I can please you.. I know you will always watch over me with interest in mind. I look forward to seeing what things I will learn from you once we are together and mate as you have been my teacher without even knowing it.
As your submissive, your pet, your baby girl, your kitten, your slut, your slave, your mistress, your whore, your servant, your maid, your niece, your baby sister, your student, your lover, your wife, your mother or your friend, I promise to follow the rules you set before me in each role. You are my religion and God. I will be obedient and accept each task you give to me with a smile, happily, whole heartedly, sincerely and with excitement in whatever the role you want me. There are a few things I can do everything as submissive and slave to be sure I am properly showing my respect and appreciation for Master have done for me. These actions include but are not limited to, daily devotions, proper kneeling, a proper bow, and waiting properly sexily dressed as per your wish at the door for your arrival. I have become much more serious about this lifestyle since you initiated, lead and provoked since I ,ted. Without your guidance I find myself wondering what I should do. I will complete each task set before me in the most pleasing and appropriate way possible as I serve you his Master and God. You have become his religion and God. Now I understand the bliss of complete devotion and surrender oneself. I want to be the best slave you ever had.
The love, the trust and sharing, the words communicated and felt, those are all parts of our relationship. My body is yours, and if you say I am beautiful, then I am. No matter what I look like to others, I am beautiful in your eyes, and because of that I hold my head high. If you say I am your precious jewel, then I am that, a beautiful, sparkling gem. If you say that I am your pet, your slut, your whore, your slave, your mistress, your lover, your wife, your friend, your little girl, your baby sister, your servant, your maid, your mother, your aunt, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, then I am that, as pious, wanton and dirty as you want me to be. My mind is yours to expand, to explore, to know only as you can. I have no secrets from you for secrets are a thing that would keep me from being more perfectly yours. Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself and I do not want walls.
Your lessons not always ones I would seek on his own, but they are lessons you have decided that I need, and so I learn from you. My soul is yours as bare to your touch as ever his skin could be when I kneel naked at your feet. Never a moment goes by when I do not feel your presence, be miles away or standing over me. If I were to ever displease you,, your displeasure would be a blow to his soul, worse punishment than any lashes could be. The anguish of his soul that I feel when I disappoint you is harder to bear than any physical anguish I feel.
I am grateful that you care enough about me to spend your time and energy so freely on me. I have the easier job, to feel, to experience, to let myself go and abandon everything and give everything I have to you. I am your pleasure and your responsibility, and you take both seriously. I am your submissive woman.
I have not surrendered to my late husband and retaliated got physical beating. I endured physical abuse still did not surrendered to him. I have not accepted him as my Master. I accept you as my Master & Lord, Sir. I want to become your slave. I am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that I do not give lightly, and can only be given to you who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold. I am a slut, only to you, my Master who has that strength, will I give myself fully, because I am strong and proud. I surrender myself to you.
I'm now so ripe for verbal and non verbal severe hard beating and abuse. Mute and accepting of your delicious hard angry long thick monstrous cock plunging into my wet moist hungry pussy. Angry with rage pounding hard against my buttocks. Ramming in and out furiously, my pussy juice gushing plentifully on your cock and dripping down his thighs. Please master call upon me and I'll run to you. No words just severe heavy bloody beating. Beat all your rage upon me. Allow me to bleed for you. Let my body be thrashed and beaten severely until you are done. No words, no explanations just my bloody beaten, my naked body taking all your wrath. I give to you all I have to give. I patiently await my chance to prove my worth to my master. You have only contacted me after I became widow. I wish I have become a widow much earlier so that you have had me all these ten years.
The wait for our romantic encounter and an opportunity to be your slave is arduous, excruciating, grueling and making me feel sexually stimulated with anticipation and expectation of excruciating pleasure. I have been a celibate for a long time without having sex. You reawakened my huge appetite and hunger for sex. Anticipation about our meeting and mating is mounting. Flirting with you all these days through your effective stimulating words made me ready for you. I masturbate thinking of you. Whenever I see Shivalingam, I think of your lingam. When I do puja and worship Shivalingam, I am thinking of you. I wish you had initiated me ten years back so that I could have enjoyed the bliss.
I want to confess that I have dreams about you every night and think of you when I am awake. You said you wish you could be my family member - the thought abundantly amuses and arouses me, you being my father, maternal uncle, paternal uncle, elder brother, younger brother, cousin brother, brother-in-law, nephew, stepson, son, son-in-law, son's friend or student. In all my dreams and wishful thinking whatever the role you are, you dominate me, tame me, teach me and train me and I end up as your obedient willing slave. When I wake up suddenly and remember the dream, I am filled with immense pleasure having such thoughts and dreams having such uninhibited, illicit, incest and taboo relationship with you. You gradually and successfully influenced and lead me to think that nothing is taboo. All my orthodox, moral, conventional, socially acceptable values have gone out of mind and I became an immoral slut.
My son is eagerly waiting outside the room to drop this letter in the post box. I do not know whether he opens my letters and read them before mailing. I have a suspicion he does. What does he think of me reading my letters. he must be thinking that I am a degenerate immoral kinky slut and whore. Once I go out of the room, my daughters will know I masturbated. I am sure they know that I have been masturbating everyday reading your letters behind closed doors. I also think my daughters are reading your letters when I am not in the house.
My two beautiful daughters Madhavi and Sridevi are anxious and eager to see you, my lover and asking me to invite you home. They refer to you as Daddy. They want to meet you, but I am afraid and you know why. They are in love with you! And you are a Casanova. I imagine that you want becoming my son-in-law marrying both my daughters. Having you as my son-in-law is an exciting thought. You can have me anytime and every time you want.
I sublimed to you, submit myself to you and want to be your slut and slave for his life. Now, I am yours. I am ready for you. I do not bother what others think of me. I will be happy to let the society know that I am your mistress. When are you taking me to promised heaven.
Please let me know when can we meet to mate. I am eagerly and anxiously waiting for you. I want to be your slave. Summon me, I will come to you wherever you are. Please come to me and take me. I want the world to know that I am yours. Your mistress.
I know that some women in the Colony and some of my colleagues in the College are attracted to you and will be happy to be fucked by you. I want everyone to know that I am being fucked by you. I want everyone call me as you slave. I want everyone know that you prefer me than Lakshmi.
I want to write more but let me pause, so that I can put these pages in an envelope and give it to my son to mail. You informed that the envelopes you receive appears to be opened and glued again. Most certainly, It looks like my son is reading my letters before mailing. His behavior towards me changed of late. He has been looking at me with lust and desire. he has been commenting on my looks. He must be masturbating thinking of me after reading the letters. I do not really know what is he thinking of me. I have seen his pants bulge when he looks at me. I have to instruct him not to open and read the letters before mailing. He must be masturbating on reading my letters to you.
It is very thrilling and exciting to know that my daughters read your letters and my son reading my letters. What happens if my daughters and son discuss about these letters.
And after I give this letter to my son to mail, I think of you and the things you will be doing to me when we meet and masturbate. I am also curious to know what type of woman I am classified by you when we meet.
I am your Slut, Whore and Tramp
Submissively & Lovingly Yours,
Shyamalavathy
Chapter 11
My dear submissive Sexy Slut, Whore and Tramp
Sex is the ultimate expression of love between man and woman.
Please read the following thoughts carefully. It will help you to clear your confusion about sex and spirituality. Sex is not sin. Even if it's considered sin by some, it is a necessary sin. It keeps you healthy and you will have a positive energy flowing through your mind and body.
Some people believe sex and spiritualism are mutually exclusive, that you can't be spiritual if you indulge in sensuality. It's true that any kind of indulgence can distract your attention from spiritual development, but the same can be said for the distractions caused by daily living. In my personal opinion, if your behavior does not harm other's, it's OK. That implies there is nothing wrong with sexual fulfillment, and masturbating for twenty minutes is no more detracting from spiritual development than spending twenty minutes paying your monthly bills. Spiritual development is substantially hindered if you spend most of your day thinking about sex, but this also applies if you spend your time concerned about money. Most of us are guilty of one or the other, or both, so it shouldn't be much of a surprise that metaphysical awareness is in such short supply.
The most intense spiritual state that many of us will ever achieve will be during the act of making love. One way of describing spiritual awareness is that it occurs when an individual is capable of perceiving that which is beyond oneself as being a part of oneself. God consciousness occurs when an individual experiences being All That Is. The expression of love, where the loved one is valued as much as oneself, dissolves the apparent boundaries between self and other. When this expanded sense of being is combined with physical sexual stimulation during love making, the stimulation acts as an energy source which powers the emotions of both partners. These emotions can include love, lust, bliss, joy, naughtiness, fun, abuse and many other delightful sensations. The ultimate sexual/spiritual experience occurs when physical sensations are at their peak of pleasurable intensity. It is therefore highly desirable to maintain this peak of physical sensual sensation for as long as possible. For a woman, this means continuous orgasm. For a man it means being on the verge of orgasm indefinitely.
It is very helpful, but not absolutely necessary, to be in love in order to achieve these physical sexual conditions. The deepest levels of intimacy are involved, which means emotional walls must come down completely. Dropping one's walls requires that you have respect and appreciation for your partner. The physical techniques I am about to describe will produce the prolong states of peak sexual arousal just mentioned, but it is necessary to be completely aware of your partner's state of arousal in order to maintain that condition indefinitely. This means one must be in constant communication with one's partner. Believe it or not, telepathic awareness is the easiest way to maintain this communication. As mentioned earlier, telepathy is a merger of consciousness, and love brings down the walls which separate us psychically and emotionally.
All of us are telepathically aware on subconscious levels. This is most noticeable during love making, when two people feel the same emotion. It is not that you feel your own emotion and your partner feels something similar. Emotions produce psychic energy which projects outward from the body. Our auras become filled with this emotional energy, and while making love (as opposed to simply having sex) the auras of both people merge together, becoming a single emotional energy field. What one person feels, the other also feels, because the same emotional energy field is being perceived by both partners.
I know this may all seem a little far out if you are unfamiliar with metaphysical awareness, but I am not describing anything you haven't already experienced if you have ever been in love. Telepathic emotional communication exists, and it is simply a matter of becoming aware of your perception of it. The visual telepathy exercise described in the Psychic Window chapter enables you to perceive telepathy operating on a visual level in just minutes. The Psychic Touch Dancing exercise in the Psychic Party Games section will further reinforce the way two people can be connected on "other than normal" levels of awareness. It is highly recommended that you perform those two exercises just prior to working with the techniques presented here. Combining all of these together can produce an evening of truly wonderful intimacy.
Spiritual sex is all about stimulating energy on several different levels: physical, sexual, emotional and spiritual. Physical energy is experienced as sensation within the body. Sexual energy differs from physical energy in that it radiates from the body in the same way emotions do. The feeling experienced as "sexual arousal" is a form of sexual energy, and can almost be described as a "sexual emotion." Two people can share the perception of sexual energy telepathically as the sexual energies merge into one energy field.
When love is involved our emotional walls, which we almost always have in place, completely disappear. When these walls come down sexual and emotional energy merges freely within the combined aura of both participants, and spiritual or "psychic" energy begins to seek alignment. Each type of energy, from physical to spiritual, is progressively more refined and subtle. The more refined the energy is, the more detail it is capable of communicating. Ideally, all these energies form into a single unit where both people experience the same perceptions, physically, sensually, emotionally and even intellectually. All perceptions become one and the same for both people. In practical terms, there is usually some variation in individual perception, but the goal is to reduce the differences as much as possible.
I am your Lord, Master and God. Remember your sex energy is your lust for life! It's your passion! Get passionate, get sensuous! Love your beautiful body! but if you don't do it you'll never discover your Paradise Portal! Shyamala, your body is a portal to Paradise. Your body is an instrument that can create and experience pure unadulterated Bliss! Get in there and love it! Feel it, touch it, play with it, pleasure it, and savor the sensations that your body gives you as you kiss me, as you stroke my long thick monstrous gigantic cock, as you masturbate or as you are fucked by me mercilessly!
And if you have a problem with the Fuck word - practice saying, "I love to be fucked" hundred times a day until you can say it and take a dirty ribald pleasure in saying it! Love the life in you - it's really, really good! So learn to tease your desire and hold it at fever pitch, because arousal will benefit you mentally and spiritually and make yourself ready for me. You can do it with anything you want - it doesn't have to be sex, though sex is the most effective. When you are hungry, take a piece of fruit into your mouth and just "hold" it there ... see how long you can go without actually chewing it, just close your eyes and taste it, feel its texture, savor everything about it.
It's a well known fact that most of the artists, geniuses, creators, leaders and entrepreneurs of the past and present have very strong sex drives. You need to take action and get your juices flowing again! You've got to get your sex energy up and buzzing. I will make your abundant stored juices melt and flow.
You will not be having any conflicting thoughts or afraid of what the society will think of you. You will be happy to let know the society, colleagues, neighbors, family and friends that you are my slave, my kept woman and my mistress. You will enjoy being my lover, mistress and slave, despite the social stigma and condemnation you will face. You will enjoy being called a mistress of Me. You will actually tell your children and everyone that you are my mistress.
I suggest that you imagine the minute details of how I will eat you, treat you, worship your sexy beautiful body, abuse you, arouse you, fuck her, tame you, use you and make love to you to satisfy you desires, when we meet and do everything possible. You go to a temple and see the sculpture of various sex positions, read Kama Sutra and use your fertile imagination to know the things I will do. You will be in ultimate bliss. Nothing is taboo between us.
Do not worry much about my relationship with Lakshmi. I am capable of controlling her. She will do whatever I say. She is my slave. She is a bitch definitely. She cannot afford to be disobedient to me. What you said about her is true. She even asked me to marry her. My enjoying her sisters, relatives and friends is also true. She arranges women for me because she does not want to lose me.
I can come to your house and let everyone in the colony know that now you are my new mistress. Do you like that? Both you and Lakshmi want to fight with each other for my love? For your information She was not the only lover I had during that one year at Madras. I had other lovers too.
You mentioned about Lakshmi's friends and your colleagues too who have been fucked by me. You may be knowing about them. I will tell you what type of persons they are when we meet. If you want to compare yourself with my lovers whom you know, I can tell you that you are a better bitch, Sexy slut, Tantalizing temptress, and whore. Be happy that I consider you as unique and want you to be mine, My slave.
Lovingly yours Shiva
Chapter 8
She was happy and thrilled that at forty seven years age, Shiva, an young highly educated handsome man found her beautiful, irresistibly sexy and desirable. He is seeking, chasing and pursuing her relentlessly to take her, to have her, to experience her feminine beauty, to own her and to fuck her. She has become obsessed with him, waiting everyday for his letter.
Despite having grownup adult children, she could not control thinking of her new found lover, whom she never met socially. Her children knew about the mysterious man, as she happily discussed about him with them. They were happy that their mother changed from moody to happy and friendly person. They even started teasing her when she goes into room to read his letter immediately after coming back from college. Waiting for his letters became unbearable, It has become an obsession for her. Every day when she comes back from college in the evening, she asks her children for uncle's letter. She reads his letter many a time and writes detailed reply expressing her feelings, emotions and thoughts in detail. The following morning she gives the letter to her son to mail.
Prompted by her new found freedom as a widow, her dormant suppressed sexual desires surfaced and the love letters further triggered her romantic feelings despite deep conflicts, religious faith, beliefs, traditions, moral ethics, social honor and her needs which she found hard to reconcile. The content of letters between them became more romantic, explicit, sexy and raunchy. She started thinking of him always, the mere thought of him made her sexual desire mount to unbearable heights and her pussy becomes wet.
He wrote erotic intimate feelings about her and encouraged her to express herself uninhibitedly all her thoughts and feelings and her refluxes while reading his letter. She responded with equal enthusiasm describing her thoughts about him and her desires and fantasies, which she never shared with anyone else, the deepest desires which she was not aware exists in her mind and perhaps afraid of admitting to even herself so far. While reading his erotic descriptive letters, she feels he is already making love to her, get excited, her body and mind responding with uncontrollable sexual desire and invariably masturbated to orgasm. It has become a habit for her to read his letters with her fingers in her pussy.
She is aware that she is considered attractive, beautiful and sexy by men, but all these years she felt completely out of touch with what really turns her on, what actually makes her body feel good. Her mind-body connection that lies at the heart known as 'erotic intelligence' is all about having the capacity to trust herself, to be in touch with her own body, her boundaries, her values and how she feels her own sexual energy. She has taken the first step to enhancing her sexual awareness and became aware of what her mind and body is trying to tell. Her letter writing to Shiva is like a letter to her own body, telling him how she feels about it and what she likes about it. She shared her feelings, imaginations and body reactions uninhibitedly in vivid details in her letters.
Inspired by new awakening of her sexual energy, Shyamalavathy started taking care of her body, grooming herself to be a pretty, attractive, beautiful and sexy woman. When her husband was alive, she did not have freedom to buy saris of her choice and present herself as she wants. With financial freedom, she bought new thin transparent silk, georgette, chiffon and lustrous linen saris and got stitched low deep cut wide neck designer blouses. She started wearing sari well below her prominent fleshy navel revealing and flaunting her curvaceous body. Instead of tight braid or bun which she dressed her hair earlier as instructed by her late husband, she dressed her hair in loose bewitching thick braid. She did intense exercises to maintain her midriff. The overall effect is that she transformed herself into a sexy woman flaunting her beauty. Her new look surprised everyone. Men of all ages including her students looked at her with awe, desire and lust. She enjoyed the attention, male gazing and sexy comments she is getting now. She being available widow, men known to her started talking with her suggestively offering intimate friendship and companionship. Some men even visited her home suggesting her friendship and more. She enjoyed the comments at her back calling her kama sundari, Kama Shyamala, kinky slut, Kakinada sweet, Kakinada sundari, Kala Sundari, and Cleopatra. Women colleagues scorned and gossiped at her new sexy slut look and said that instead of being a gloomy desolate weepy widow she has changed into a sexy sizzling slut available widow inviting men's gaze at her. She is preparing to present herself to her young mysterious lover. She started doing more vigorous exercises to keep fit, reduce her tummy and waist fat. She has thick arms, but she could not do anything about that. She bought a weighing machine to watch her weight.
Her children including her son commented that she is becoming more beautiful and sexy. Her son said, his friends are saying that he has a sexy mother. 'I hope Shiva finds me sexy too' she said to son and daughters
It has been three months since he wrote his first letter. He influenced and guided her to change gradually, entered her mind, encouraged to open up her mind and share with him all her apprehensions, aspirations, cravings, desires, dreams, fears, feelings, fantasies, likes, memories, moods, motives, perceptions, preferences, opinions, tastes, wild thoughts. She thought it is time to meet Shiva. She wants him. She is happy that he desired her and understands her and accepts her as she is. He has become a great friend and soul mate. She wondered about her needs and desires. As he said, he brought out the slut in her. she wants a man in her life. Her mind and body needs love and sex. surprisingly Shiva recognized her needs and desires.
Is it that she wants to be fucked? If it is so, there are so many men including some of her colleagues waiting for an opportunity and ready to fuck her. She thought that She can have many lovers now that she is a widow and considered sexy by men. She could have had variety of lovers. Many men younger to her expressed their desire for her. Even some of her students are chasing her. Every man it seems is assuming that being a widow she is easily available for sex. More so with her because she is beautiful, sexy and desirable. But she wants to be fucked by Shiva. The desire for him has become uncontrollable need. It is he who stirred her emotions and ignited fire in her. It is strange that she wants him so much even without seeing him properly or even meeting him socially. Now she is not bothered about having an affair with him despite knowing that she will be scorned, and called an immoral slut. He has brought out all desires, fantasies and thoughts which she never thought that exists in her mind. He brought out and helped her to know her inner self as a submissive. He is not requesting her, he claims he owns and possesses her. He wants to dominate, command, control her and wants her as his slave. He has already took her into his control and directing her thoughts. She has been tuned by him to become his slave.
Chapter 9
She received another letter from him.
My dearest darling Sexy Sizzling Slut Shy-am-a-lava-thy
If you are still confused about my intention to own you, to dominate you, to possess you, to be your Master, to make my slave, I would like you to read the following and try to identify your needs and desires to be dominated. It is not just BDSM, It is Eroticized Dominance. I am offering you a golden opportunity to be my slave and serve me.
The eroticization of male dominance and female passivity and submission in couple relations is a game in which there are no winners, a luring erotic bond that makes human relationships human, an empathic connection, a hardwired drive to mutually know and compassionately understand one another that is rooted in our nature..
This capacity remains dormant, however, unless developed and nurtured. It is a learned ability that requires such skills as being open and vulnerable to one another, an essential aspect of growing the courage we need to love with our whole heart. To love with our whole heart, in a nutshell, means to develop our capacity to remain empathically connected to self and other, in moments when core fears, such as inadequacy or rejection, get triggered.
Our human brains are wired to move toward pleasure and avoid pain. We learn and adopt behavioral patterns that release feel-good hormones such as dopamine or oxytocin. We are also wired to learn from pain, to seek to eliminate or avoid what produces pain and anxious sensations, such as the stress hormone cortisol. These processes are regulated by the mind of the body, the subconscious. The body also releases feel-good hormones whenever we experience relief or lower anxiety through the specific ways we've learned to deal with stress, such as an angry outburst or an emotional shutdown.
Emotions shape and spark the firing and wiring of neurons that produce behaviors. Happy neurochemicals are released whenever our distress is relieved by behaviors that activate these feel-good neural patterns. The happy chemicals - Oxytocin, dopamine and serotonin develop synapses each time they are released, strengthening behavior patterns associated with feel-good sensations of relief and pleasure.
Essentially, beliefs are perception filters that our body relies on to know when to activate its sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous system. Eroticized dominance in couple sexual relations, at least subconsciously, indicates that Sex is a beautiful and unique experience for personal pleasure to prove superiority via dominance and a key aspect of emotional intimacy in a couple relationship. Primary goal is to win by overpowering the will of another, to ensure they know their place and willing to be dominated. Love is regarded as overall sex-focused, sex is equated with intimacy. Women only respect and surrender happily and willingly to men who fuck them to satisfaction, dominate them, command them, and respect is associated or equated with obedience and submission. women also look beautiful, healthy and happy if they are fucked properly and thoroughly regularly. They become hysterical if they are not properly fucked to orgasm and satisfy their sexual desires. Sexual hysteria is the main symptom of sexual dissatisfaction. I understand that you have hysterical pangs some times.
My dear Slave baby, be prepared to be fucked, be dominated, be controlled, to obey my orders and to be my slave. You belong to me. I own you, your mind and body. You have not answered my question.. What type of woman are you? If still do not know, I will find out soon, when we meet, the qualities inherent in your mind and body. Padmini, Chitrini, Shankhini and Hastini. and Harini or Ashvini, Karini. What type of cunt you have - Gaja Yoni, Mriga Yoni, Ashva Yoni, Mesha Yoni, Sarpa Yoni, Vyaghra Yoni, Vaanar Yoni, Maheesha Yoni, Chaga Yoni, Shawan Yoni, Mushaka Yoni.
Lovingly Your Master - Shiva
She read the letter many a time, imagining him and thought of her married life with selfish unromantic inadequate husband. She could have become a slave to her husband, if he was enough of a man to fuck and control her. She thought 'Shiva understands me, my soul, my thoughts and my desires.' She never had satisfaction in sex with her husband. Her husband just fucked and ejaculated disregarding her sexual and emotional needs. She never had orgasm while fucked by her husband. She read the words and phrases in the letter, its meanings and imagined him. When she read the words, 'You are my slut and slave.' She got excited, her cunt became wet and she masturbated to orgasm thinking of what type of woman is she and what type of cunt she has. he said he will find out. She wondered what combination and characters she has based on Nakshtra.
She came out of the room and her daughters teased her, 'Mommy you have been spending so much time reading love letters from uncle. You are like a teenage girl falling in love for the first time. We are happy to see you like this. We want to see him.' She blushed, and said, 'I am eager and want to see him too and want him to see me at the earliest.'
During the dinner with children, she could not stop talking about Shiva. Shyamalavathy went to her bedroom read Shiva's letters thinking what type of woman she is, and what type of woman he likes and wants me to be. She is ready to become the woman he wants her to be, whatever Nakshtra she is born. She wants him to like her. She wants to become the best slave he ever had.
She wrote a reply. Writing to him made her so excited her cunt became wet and juices flowing out. She inserted her fingers into her wet cunt, thinking of his massive long thick monstrous gigantic cock. Imagining the cock of Shiva - Shivalingam penetrating her juicy cunt, occupying and exploring. Her thoughts flowing out as much as her juices are glowing out.
Chapter 10
My dear Master
You helped me to introspect myself, recognize and accept the real me. My life was not easy since the very beginning. A troubled childhood taught me how horrible it is to be born as a girl in a conservative family. My younger brother got all the attention and love from our dad and relatives, whereas girls always felt unwanted. In a way, we were used to being mistreated. For my dad, we were nothing but a curse, a burden. In spite of this negative atmosphere, the wonderful nature of my surroundings helped me dream a better future.
But that wasn't the end of it all, a challenging adulthood was waiting for me with open arms when I grew up. I was good in studies. Because of poor financial status, though I was working as a Lecturer, I was married as a second wife to a widower who was alcoholic, insecure, suspicious and abusive. Because I am beautiful, every man looks at me with desire. My husband suspects me. I was used and abused by him. I suffered and endured troubled life with him for the sake of son and daughters When my irresponsible, inept, selfish husband died, I got the tag of a widow. I couldn't escape the infamous tag in our society one way or the other but still, it was a great relief for me. I did not feel grief. I did not mourn. I don't feel ashamed feeling the way I did. Does it sound bad or cruel? Maybe, but I believe my long struggling life gives me the right to feel so. I never enjoyed sex with my husband.
I am a widow and let me tell you how society wants me to live my life. Society wants a widow to live her whole life without sex, regardless of when she lost the physical intimacy. But, nobody cares. I always found sex healthy and this taboo of not being able to do it suffocates me a little.
I am a forty seven year old widow with two daughters and a son. I do not wish to get remarried, but does that mean I have no sexual needs or I shouldn't have any? Finding an appropriate person as a life partner again is not an easy task for a widow in the orthodox Indian society. I fail to understand why I am not allowed to have a healthy sexual life. In a situation where most people don't want women to talk about sex and related topics, I can imagine how much hatred I might face if I express my thoughts on my sexual desires to others. But I recognize it is one of my basic needs. I don't deny it and I don't want to. I crave for your sexual touch every night I try hard to go to sleep. I have dreams, desires and erotic fantasies. I have fertile imagination. You prompted and invoked all my dormant desires surface. You have successfully unleashed, my inner slut, my animal instincts and entered my mind without asking my consent. Now in all my dreams you are the man of my life. I am happy that you found me. I appreciate that you have been waiting for me ten long years to take me. In the eyes of the society, accepting you as my lover, I may be called a slut and whore. I do not care. I want to be yours. I think I will enjoy being called your mistress!
You are fourteen years younger to me. Though I am elder, I feel like an young girl when I read your letter and imagine you. Thinking of meeting and mating with you, being with you, and being your plaything, has only gotten me more exciting. I still wonder what are the things you'll do when we meet. I'm still amazed by how dominating you've gotten, and how you can make my breath come short and my mind spin wildly with your powerful play of words. You have already invaded me, penetrated me, occupied me, filled my mind. My mind and body together is yours. I realize now that I want to be dominated by you. I am happy to surrender and submit myself to you. I want to be your slave forever. You are my Master. You have already become my master. Are you going to force me to do the things you like. If I refuse, will you beat me and Ra*e me? I just imagine the scene and I wonder at myself that I am willing to submit and surrender to you. Writing this and thinking of all the romantic, dirty, filthy things you want to do to me, I got so much excited and wet, I want you to explore me, excite me, and exhaust me and do everything anything you want to do with or without my consent. Do you need my consent my Master to eat me, beat me, use me and abuse me? I am yours, my mind is yours and my body is yours. When I do puja, I think of you. yesterday I went to Shiva temple, saw Shivalingam and it was you, I saw there. I am seeing your lingam my Shiva.
I fell in love with you even before you informed me that Lakshmi is your lover. Everyone in the College and Colony is aware that Lakshmi is an arrant, arrogant, casuistic, corrupt, crafty, crooked, conscienceless, degraded, degrading, depraved diabolical, disgraceful, deceitful, dishonest, exploitative, immoral, lewd, petty, polyandrous, ruthless, selfish, shady, shameless, sinful, scandalous, scheming, selfish, underhanded, unethical, unscrupulous venal, vicious, and wicked bitch have many lovers. I know Lakshmi has been your mistress for ten years. For the last ten years, I have been aware that you have been looking at me, gazing at me with desire and watching me from the terrace during your visits to Lakshmi. I felt jealous of Lakshmi, though a divorcee, having such an young handsome man as her lover and enjoying. Secretly I admire her courage being open about her relationship with you. She told everyone one in the college and colony about you. Perhaps it is you, who gave her the courage. It seems that women of all ages are invariably attracted to you. I do not know how many other lovers you have. People in the colony gossip that Lakshmi's elder sisters and her sisters' daughters are also your lovers. Is it true? What will you tell Lakshmi about us? Once she knows, she will spread the news to everyone. I do not care. Rather I would love everyone knowing that you prefer me to her. I am determined to prove that I am a better lover than Lakshmi and any other woman you have had sexually. Will you continue to fuck that bitch Lakshmi too.
I am sure you will be surprised and like to see the change in me -in dressing and everything else. Thanks to you for your prompting, encouraging, guiding and advising me to transform for the better. You have skillfully lead me like an expert therapist. I received the bras and panties couriered by you. It seems you have lot of experience in buying women's lingerie. You are already controlling and dictating me what to wear. I want to enjoy being controlled by you, my Master. I want to be better than all the women you have had including Lakshmi.
I have spent all these days, since your wrote the first letter, trying to figure out what the hell my problem is. So I went in search of answers. Reaching out and digging deep inside me both psychologically and physically. So here it goes, Looking back I did not know what I want. I know I want more than what my husband offered in sex. I wasn't sure what I would do when I got freedom after my husband died. I had no experience to draw on. I only knew that to be true to myself was something I needed to make me feel complete. When my husband died, I barely got out of the gate into freedom and ran right into you. I felt as though I had just hit a brick wall, stopped me dead in my tracks no matter where I stepped. No man has been able to do that. You helped me realize my own deep desires. My husband tried to dominated me by beating and abusing without fucking. He could not become my master. I did not love him. I did not submit to him. I know you are the dominant for me. You have guided me to understand the pleasure of submission willingly and wholeheartedly.
I realized that by nature, I am a submissive with a lot to learn. I believe that It's not enough to just have a submissive nature. It goes far beyond sex. I'm learning about myself and what kind of submissive I want to be. Trying to blend those things together has been a bit of a challenge. At the same time I'm trying to find my place with you.
My master, I may not have yet had a chance till now to physically witness your extreme power, but the very idea of giving you complete control over me is beyond thrilling and exciting. I never pictured myself finding someone I could wholly submit and surrender to. Every day I awake thinking of ways I can please you.. I know you will always watch over me with interest in mind. I look forward to seeing what things I will learn from you once we are together and mate as you have been my teacher without even knowing it.
As your submissive, your pet, your baby girl, your kitten, your slut, your slave, your mistress, your whore, your servant, your maid, your niece, your baby sister, your student, your lover, your wife, your mother or your friend, I promise to follow the rules you set before me in each role. You are my religion and God. I will be obedient and accept each task you give to me with a smile, happily, whole heartedly, sincerely and with excitement in whatever the role you want me. There are a few things I can do everything as submissive and slave to be sure I am properly showing my respect and appreciation for Master have done for me. These actions include but are not limited to, daily devotions, proper kneeling, a proper bow, and waiting properly sexily dressed as per your wish at the door for your arrival. I have become much more serious about this lifestyle since you initiated, lead and provoked since I ,ted. Without your guidance I find myself wondering what I should do. I will complete each task set before me in the most pleasing and appropriate way possible as I serve you his Master and God. You have become his religion and God. Now I understand the bliss of complete devotion and surrender oneself. I want to be the best slave you ever had.
The love, the trust and sharing, the words communicated and felt, those are all parts of our relationship. My body is yours, and if you say I am beautiful, then I am. No matter what I look like to others, I am beautiful in your eyes, and because of that I hold my head high. If you say I am your precious jewel, then I am that, a beautiful, sparkling gem. If you say that I am your pet, your slut, your whore, your slave, your mistress, your lover, your wife, your friend, your little girl, your baby sister, your servant, your maid, your mother, your aunt, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, then I am that, as pious, wanton and dirty as you want me to be. My mind is yours to expand, to explore, to know only as you can. I have no secrets from you for secrets are a thing that would keep me from being more perfectly yours. Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself and I do not want walls.
Your lessons not always ones I would seek on his own, but they are lessons you have decided that I need, and so I learn from you. My soul is yours as bare to your touch as ever his skin could be when I kneel naked at your feet. Never a moment goes by when I do not feel your presence, be miles away or standing over me. If I were to ever displease you,, your displeasure would be a blow to his soul, worse punishment than any lashes could be. The anguish of his soul that I feel when I disappoint you is harder to bear than any physical anguish I feel.
I am grateful that you care enough about me to spend your time and energy so freely on me. I have the easier job, to feel, to experience, to let myself go and abandon everything and give everything I have to you. I am your pleasure and your responsibility, and you take both seriously. I am your submissive woman.
I have not surrendered to my late husband and retaliated got physical beating. I endured physical abuse still did not surrendered to him. I have not accepted him as my Master. I accept you as my Master & Lord, Sir. I want to become your slave. I am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that I do not give lightly, and can only be given to you who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold. I am a slut, only to you, my Master who has that strength, will I give myself fully, because I am strong and proud. I surrender myself to you.
I'm now so ripe for verbal and non verbal severe hard beating and abuse. Mute and accepting of your delicious hard angry long thick monstrous cock plunging into my wet moist hungry pussy. Angry with rage pounding hard against my buttocks. Ramming in and out furiously, my pussy juice gushing plentifully on your cock and dripping down his thighs. Please master call upon me and I'll run to you. No words just severe heavy bloody beating. Beat all your rage upon me. Allow me to bleed for you. Let my body be thrashed and beaten severely until you are done. No words, no explanations just my bloody beaten, my naked body taking all your wrath. I give to you all I have to give. I patiently await my chance to prove my worth to my master. You have only contacted me after I became widow. I wish I have become a widow much earlier so that you have had me all these ten years.
The wait for our romantic encounter and an opportunity to be your slave is arduous, excruciating, grueling and making me feel sexually stimulated with anticipation and expectation of excruciating pleasure. I have been a celibate for a long time without having sex. You reawakened my huge appetite and hunger for sex. Anticipation about our meeting and mating is mounting. Flirting with you all these days through your effective stimulating words made me ready for you. I masturbate thinking of you. Whenever I see Shivalingam, I think of your lingam. When I do puja and worship Shivalingam, I am thinking of you. I wish you had initiated me ten years back so that I could have enjoyed the bliss.
I want to confess that I have dreams about you every night and think of you when I am awake. You said you wish you could be my family member - the thought abundantly amuses and arouses me, you being my father, maternal uncle, paternal uncle, elder brother, younger brother, cousin brother, brother-in-law, nephew, stepson, son, son-in-law, son's friend or student. In all my dreams and wishful thinking whatever the role you are, you dominate me, tame me, teach me and train me and I end up as your obedient willing slave. When I wake up suddenly and remember the dream, I am filled with immense pleasure having such thoughts and dreams having such uninhibited, illicit, incest and taboo relationship with you. You gradually and successfully influenced and lead me to think that nothing is taboo. All my orthodox, moral, conventional, socially acceptable values have gone out of mind and I became an immoral slut.
My son is eagerly waiting outside the room to drop this letter in the post box. I do not know whether he opens my letters and read them before mailing. I have a suspicion he does. What does he think of me reading my letters. he must be thinking that I am a degenerate immoral kinky slut and whore. Once I go out of the room, my daughters will know I masturbated. I am sure they know that I have been masturbating everyday reading your letters behind closed doors. I also think my daughters are reading your letters when I am not in the house.
My two beautiful daughters Madhavi and Sridevi are anxious and eager to see you, my lover and asking me to invite you home. They refer to you as Daddy. They want to meet you, but I am afraid and you know why. They are in love with you! And you are a Casanova. I imagine that you want becoming my son-in-law marrying both my daughters. Having you as my son-in-law is an exciting thought. You can have me anytime and every time you want.
I sublimed to you, submit myself to you and want to be your slut and slave for his life. Now, I am yours. I am ready for you. I do not bother what others think of me. I will be happy to let the society know that I am your mistress. When are you taking me to promised heaven.
Please let me know when can we meet to mate. I am eagerly and anxiously waiting for you. I want to be your slave. Summon me, I will come to you wherever you are. Please come to me and take me. I want the world to know that I am yours. Your mistress.
I know that some women in the Colony and some of my colleagues in the College are attracted to you and will be happy to be fucked by you. I want everyone to know that I am being fucked by you. I want everyone call me as you slave. I want everyone know that you prefer me than Lakshmi.
I want to write more but let me pause, so that I can put these pages in an envelope and give it to my son to mail. You informed that the envelopes you receive appears to be opened and glued again. Most certainly, It looks like my son is reading my letters before mailing. His behavior towards me changed of late. He has been looking at me with lust and desire. he has been commenting on my looks. He must be masturbating thinking of me after reading the letters. I do not really know what is he thinking of me. I have seen his pants bulge when he looks at me. I have to instruct him not to open and read the letters before mailing. He must be masturbating on reading my letters to you.
It is very thrilling and exciting to know that my daughters read your letters and my son reading my letters. What happens if my daughters and son discuss about these letters.
And after I give this letter to my son to mail, I think of you and the things you will be doing to me when we meet and masturbate. I am also curious to know what type of woman I am classified by you when we meet.
I am your Slut, Whore and Tramp
Submissively & Lovingly Yours,
Shyamalavathy
Chapter 11
My dear submissive Sexy Slut, Whore and Tramp
Sex is the ultimate expression of love between man and woman.
Please read the following thoughts carefully. It will help you to clear your confusion about sex and spirituality. Sex is not sin. Even if it's considered sin by some, it is a necessary sin. It keeps you healthy and you will have a positive energy flowing through your mind and body.
Some people believe sex and spiritualism are mutually exclusive, that you can't be spiritual if you indulge in sensuality. It's true that any kind of indulgence can distract your attention from spiritual development, but the same can be said for the distractions caused by daily living. In my personal opinion, if your behavior does not harm other's, it's OK. That implies there is nothing wrong with sexual fulfillment, and masturbating for twenty minutes is no more detracting from spiritual development than spending twenty minutes paying your monthly bills. Spiritual development is substantially hindered if you spend most of your day thinking about sex, but this also applies if you spend your time concerned about money. Most of us are guilty of one or the other, or both, so it shouldn't be much of a surprise that metaphysical awareness is in such short supply.
The most intense spiritual state that many of us will ever achieve will be during the act of making love. One way of describing spiritual awareness is that it occurs when an individual is capable of perceiving that which is beyond oneself as being a part of oneself. God consciousness occurs when an individual experiences being All That Is. The expression of love, where the loved one is valued as much as oneself, dissolves the apparent boundaries between self and other. When this expanded sense of being is combined with physical sexual stimulation during love making, the stimulation acts as an energy source which powers the emotions of both partners. These emotions can include love, lust, bliss, joy, naughtiness, fun, abuse and many other delightful sensations. The ultimate sexual/spiritual experience occurs when physical sensations are at their peak of pleasurable intensity. It is therefore highly desirable to maintain this peak of physical sensual sensation for as long as possible. For a woman, this means continuous orgasm. For a man it means being on the verge of orgasm indefinitely.
It is very helpful, but not absolutely necessary, to be in love in order to achieve these physical sexual conditions. The deepest levels of intimacy are involved, which means emotional walls must come down completely. Dropping one's walls requires that you have respect and appreciation for your partner. The physical techniques I am about to describe will produce the prolong states of peak sexual arousal just mentioned, but it is necessary to be completely aware of your partner's state of arousal in order to maintain that condition indefinitely. This means one must be in constant communication with one's partner. Believe it or not, telepathic awareness is the easiest way to maintain this communication. As mentioned earlier, telepathy is a merger of consciousness, and love brings down the walls which separate us psychically and emotionally.
All of us are telepathically aware on subconscious levels. This is most noticeable during love making, when two people feel the same emotion. It is not that you feel your own emotion and your partner feels something similar. Emotions produce psychic energy which projects outward from the body. Our auras become filled with this emotional energy, and while making love (as opposed to simply having sex) the auras of both people merge together, becoming a single emotional energy field. What one person feels, the other also feels, because the same emotional energy field is being perceived by both partners.
I know this may all seem a little far out if you are unfamiliar with metaphysical awareness, but I am not describing anything you haven't already experienced if you have ever been in love. Telepathic emotional communication exists, and it is simply a matter of becoming aware of your perception of it. The visual telepathy exercise described in the Psychic Window chapter enables you to perceive telepathy operating on a visual level in just minutes. The Psychic Touch Dancing exercise in the Psychic Party Games section will further reinforce the way two people can be connected on "other than normal" levels of awareness. It is highly recommended that you perform those two exercises just prior to working with the techniques presented here. Combining all of these together can produce an evening of truly wonderful intimacy.
Spiritual sex is all about stimulating energy on several different levels: physical, sexual, emotional and spiritual. Physical energy is experienced as sensation within the body. Sexual energy differs from physical energy in that it radiates from the body in the same way emotions do. The feeling experienced as "sexual arousal" is a form of sexual energy, and can almost be described as a "sexual emotion." Two people can share the perception of sexual energy telepathically as the sexual energies merge into one energy field.
When love is involved our emotional walls, which we almost always have in place, completely disappear. When these walls come down sexual and emotional energy merges freely within the combined aura of both participants, and spiritual or "psychic" energy begins to seek alignment. Each type of energy, from physical to spiritual, is progressively more refined and subtle. The more refined the energy is, the more detail it is capable of communicating. Ideally, all these energies form into a single unit where both people experience the same perceptions, physically, sensually, emotionally and even intellectually. All perceptions become one and the same for both people. In practical terms, there is usually some variation in individual perception, but the goal is to reduce the differences as much as possible.
