A Sydney appointment

The benefits of having a well trained gweizai in my Lifestyle, an extract from his Blog

A work related Sydney Appointment;

Madam has summoned me to present myself before Her whilst on a work related visit into the CBD. I was once again consumed by feelings of excitement, anticipation & nervousness in equal measure. On the evening of my presentation I received texted instructions as to where we were to meet – an executive suite in the city – & when (with the unwritten expectation that I was to knock on the door not one minute earlier or one minute later as I had already learnt from my previous training).

At the appointed time I knocked on the door to Madam’s suite, & as the door opened I was once again privileged to stand before the most remarkably attractive Lady who I openly acknowledge as my Superior & my Controller. She was, as always, dressed & presented impeccably. Beautiful cream coloured heels, with white trousers which I recognized from one of my favourite (vanilla) photos that Madam has shared with me – where She is standing gazing serenely into the camera dressed in the most beautiful white suit. And I was thrilled to note that She was wearing the grey top that we had previously purchased during our shopping expedition in Manila (see my blog entry from Manila (Day 2)).

However Madam spent little time on formalities before taking complete control. She settled herself on the lounge & instructed me to strip & crawl to Her feet. I quickly complied & as I knew I should from my training, I took Her feet & kissed them in worship & acknowledgment of my complete subservience to Her. I knelt before Her with my head down, but before I had any time to think about my surrender before Her I suddenly felt a series of stinging slaps across my face. Madam had indeed not forgotten a previous indiscretion & inappropriate assumptions. I proceeded to receive quite a verbal & physical assault from Madam whilst I humbly & sincerely apologized & groveled & begged for forgiveness at Her feet.

It seemed Madam’s punishment of me was quite a turn on for Her (as it was – albeit a painful one – for me). She proceeded to undress & simply demand that I pleasure Her with my tongue. I of course was eager & willing to comply, & proceeded to lick, suck, kiss & worship Her in every way that I could think would give Her pleasure & as She guided & demanded. It was an extraordinarily special moment for me, the giving of myself to Madam’s pleasure, & I was rewarded with Her words & sounds of encouragement, approval & ultimately Her release.

After Madam’s pleasure had been fully satisfied She required me to remain naked at Her feet as She expressed Her thoughts, desires & considerations on a variety of matters that were of our mutual interest & benefit. It was again a privilege to converse with a Woman of such intelligence & purpose, I find so many aspects of this Woman so incredibly remarkable in so many respects. Unfortunately all too soon I was dismissed by Her, (She had a dinner engagement with Her boss) with a parting instruction that I may be required the following evening. I could only hope!

The next day I was thrilled to receive an instruction from Madam that the required me to be at Her feet once again. The absolute surge of pleasure when receiving such instruction from Madam is quite overwhelming. I again knocked on Her door at the correct time, & was once again directed to strip & crawl to Her feet. Quite automatically I took Her beautiful feet in my hands & worshipped them, then knelt before Her as She told me what use She had for me this particular evening.

Madam’s first use for me was to once again require my services with my tongue. There is no bound to the pleasure that I receive when I am given the opportunity to pleasure Madam. I feel that She has moulded, trained & “broken” me to the stage where I only gain pleasure when I know that I am pleasing Madam. And judging by Madam’s responses as I worshipped Her I was pleasing Her on this particular occasion. So with Madam’s words & hands & moans guiding me, I gave myself completely to the task of serving my Controller – solely & wholly. I was honoured & privileged to be permitted to worship Her precious sex deeply with my tongue, before being instructed (& repositioned) to turn my attention to Her rear pleasure hole. The feeling of complete subservience & surrender to Madam’s Domination of me was overwhelming.

But Madam had additional plans for me this evening. It was that Madam also required me to accompany Her for evening cocktails, She preferred to be seen as "accompanied" in such venues although I am always aware if a suitable male takes Her attenntion I simply must fade into the background whilst Madam explores Her options so to say, & I was of course completely thrilled to be chosen to be Her companion. At the same time though, I was somewhat worried about identifying a suitable venue should Madam require me to do so, as I did not know the area fantastically well & there can always be uncontrollable issues such as crowds, etc. However, Madam was (as usual) well ahead of me & knew of a nearby piano bar which She wished to visit.

I was completely thrilled & honoured with the privilege of accompanying Madam to a very stylish & pleasant bar near Her residence, where we enjoyed some pleasant drinks, food, & the most wonderful of conversations. Madam’s intelligence, background, wide experiences & general persona make Her the most intriguing & captivating of companions. Of course, Her striking good looks makes Her particularly remarkable, & the numerous sideways glances from others in the bar towards Madam gave me an immense feeling of pride that She had chosen me as Her specimen & companion that evening.

All too soon Madam declared that She had no further use for me & in fact She had another social engagement to attend., a shame She said, I would have liked to fuck that male pussy tonight, next time I will. With reluctance I accompanied Her to the street where I hailed a cab, & watch this most remarkable of Ladies – my Controller & Superior – disappear into the night.