Jérôme's prayer

year have been passed after Jérôme's last blog article. Jérôme had many adventures in Second Life since he had been Lady Loes' slave. Some of them very exciting, like meeting his Mistress Xuna, who he even met in real life, some of them also rather annoying.
Recently he crossed the way of a powerful and beautiful Mistress. Her name is Miss Rosa Hunter, since one or two days owner of her very new SL sim "Divine Sadism".
Jérôme is very proud, than she liked his blog. She ordered him to write a prayer to his former Mistress Lady Loes, who ordered Jérôme years ago to start this blog. Here it is:

My most esteemed Lady Loes,
once my life was in your hands, you had a lot of power over me.
let me tell you after long years, the feeling of you power over me is still present.
you were my trainer, my guide, my Goddess
you are still my mentor
I learned a lot from you, learning how to treat a Mistress, You, my Mistress and Goddess at that time.
I was still far from being perfect, when our ways separated.
But I know better now, where I belong to.
I am still a poor slaveboy, craving for attention of a powerful mistress.
But I know my place is always in the dust at the feet of the Mistress accepting me as her slave and servant.
Always looking up to you, Lady Loes
Jérôme

breakfast preparation à la hollandaise

What an inexpected, but fantastic start into this week-end this morning.

As usual Saturday morning, I woke up and, still laying in my bed, connected to SecondLife. At the moment I am chained to a post close to the landing area in the public part of the TMS-sim, executing official TMS greeter duties. Friends and visitors came over and went away again giving me some nice distraction.

At about 10 am I was alone again on the sim and I was just about to leave for my real life breakfast. At this time Lady Loes, my former Mistress and her slave Bob appeared on the public sim area. Following my duties I respectfully greeted Lady Loes and said hello to Bob. This was the moment when this morning turned into an unforgettable one.

Lady Loes turned on her voice and I immediately recognized, that she was in a very particular mood. Very friendly, but with a breeze of cruel smile in it. I was not wrong ... .

She put Bob into a post as I alread was, and ordered us to fetch our real life nipple clamps. I have this kind of clover clamps with a connecting chain. She "promised" both of us a 30 minutes rl treatment for her pure pleasure. You may imagine how excited I immediately became, trying to hide this to Lady Loes. I was hardly able to properly control my rl little Jerome.

With her voice, that meanwhile had taken much more of cruelty, she ordered us to put on the clamps, to take the connecting chain in my mouth and putting my head backwards. This put pressure on my nipples and stretched them painfully. When I was pulling hard enough, I had to maintain the pressure until she will have come back and she went to Bob. After treating him in a similar way, she came back and asked me with innocence in her sweet cruel voice, if I have any problems, hearing my loud and painful moaning. Several times she switched between us two boys, making us scream in parallel. We finally had to rip the clamps off our poor nipples. She visibly enjoyed our common pain, expressed by loud screams. Despite the pain I was suffering of, deep in my heart I was very happy to be able to please Lady Loes and making her feel very well.

Finally ??? No ...

The most painfull thing was still about to come. I feared the worst, when she ordered me to attach the clamps to my ball sack and to get some weight. Gulping, I grabbed a pair of heavy steel wrist cuffs I had in reach. "Put 'em on the chain between the clamps, so that they are pulling them downwords and stand up", she nearly said tenderly. Ahhhh, what a stinging when I obeyed. Sweat pearls were already running down my forehead when I heard: "Now start jumping ...". My screams became so loud, they certainly have been heard outside on the road. Fortunately I was alone in the house. The stinging pain was nearly unbearable, and Lady Loes was laughing. And I was in a slave heaven: The Lady being very happy enjoying the pain I was suffering for her.

When the 30 minutes were over, Lady Loes allowed us to rub our sore nipples and ball sacks. I admit I was very proud when she told us we have done well and to her satisfaction.

She enjoyed it so much, that she ordered us to log on tomorrow Sunday at about the same time - prepared with rope, a bucket and bottles of water. Guess what kind of competition she has in mind ... .

I was finally allowed to leave for my RL breakfast - being prepared for it à la hollandaise.

Oh, I nearly forgot: I had to wear my nipple clamps during breakfast ... .

Thank you very much Lady Loes for the honour of this unforgettable experience and I appreciate that you still enjoy me being your toy at occasions.

the cruel answer

I apologize for not having posted for two weeks now. It is due to a massive change in my SL.


The addicted reader of my blog may remember my post Jerome having strong doubts about himself dated 14th May 2011. This day I wondered - quoting:

"Doubts arise in his head, if he is a worthy slave for his Lady, if he is able to serve her in a way she deservers it, if he deserves a Lady as she is.

Jerome hopes to find some answers on these agonising questions ... ."

Meanwhile I got the cruelest possible answer on this question: Jerome does not deserve a Lady like Lady Loes (triple fat exclamation mark)


I admit that when writing this, tears are running out of my eyes ... .


The situation turned out in a way, that I asked Lady Loes to unlock HER collar before she tears it off my neck. She accepted and I am not her slave anymore.


To be very honest, I never believed that my feelings and emotions were affected in a way, that I am infinitely sad since this happened. I let pass more than a week before I felt able to write this article.


Lady Loes, Jerome thanks you infinitely for having had the pleasure to serve you for nearly six months. You have been a most esteemed Lady - that of course you still are and will ever be - and a most gracious and patient Mistress with me. I miss you ... .

nice moments

today evening there was one of the rare moment Lady Loes' whole family was unified. Chas was helping Lady Loes to configure a throne for the TMS sim owner Madame Liz. Jerome tested the sub position.

Chas, Jerome, Lady Loes

Before she was leaving Lady Loes offered to Chas and Jerome a subhug. One of the moments that sl is really worth for :-)

Jerome subhugging Lady Loes and squeezing her neary too tightly

Tits and whips dance at TMS

Yesterday evening Jerome went together with his Lady Loes Shi and his sister Chas to a very nice dance event at The Mistresses sim: The "tits and whips" themed dance, organized by Madame Lizbeth Nimbus, the owner of the sim.

"tits and whips" dancefloor at "The Mistresses" sim

The outfits of the Ladies and of the boys were really beautiful, some even stunning. Guess who's Mistress had the sexiest one   :-)   ?

Madame Liz

Lady Ravenn

Lady Mystic, Ichi

Jerome, Lady Loes, Chas

Miss Ukania with superglued sign

Don

DJ Boy de Cuir did a really great job and everybody had big fun.

Boy de Cuir acrobatically dancing with Lady Jody

Jerome apologizes for not being able to put a picture of every Lady or boy. Their outfits weren't less impressive than the shown ones. They were just moving and dancing too fast for taking some nice pictures   :-)   .

Jerome having strong doubts about himself

Jerome in deep thoughts, sitting in his favourite place

Jerome is in deep doubts about himself.


He was starting a discussion with his Lady, that made her very angry and sad. Jerome understand this reaction and regrets it very much. He should have found a better way than to discuss in a very controversary way.

On the other hand Jerome often feels desperate and his efforts for his adored Lady do not reach her.

Doubts arise in his head, if he is a worthy slave for his Lady, if he is able to serve her in a way she deservers it, if he deserves a Lady as she is.

Jerome hopes to find some answers on these agonising questions ... .

the ultimate mental torture ...

Lady Loes does credit to her reputation as perfect mental player. She imposed the ultimate mental torture to her slave Jerome.

She ordered Jerome to wear an oranje soccer team supporter outfit ... .

Lady Loes humiliating Jerome forcing him to dress as dutch soccer team supporter

The fancy costume not being sufficient as humiliation, Jerome has to

• wear a gag in oranje colour
• convince his german compatriots at TMS to appear in a similar dress next Saturday at the TMS dance event Lady Loes will animate as DJ.

If he fails to do the latter, Lady Loes will turn the mental torture to a physical one for Jerome's family jewels.

Please Shy and Pink, when you read this, save Jerome (( desperate sigh ... )) .