I am at a loss for words.
Okay, that's a complete lie. I'm overflowing with words, emotions, and sensations - to such an extent that whatever I would write would probably sound over the top. Mistress Tissa has already taught me the folly and consequences of running off at the mouth, so let me be brief:
Mistress Tissa is
absolutely incredible, exemplifying the title of Professional Domme. Her pre-session screening was extremely thorough and thoughtful, and established a great deal of mutual respect and trust between us. Having been...uhhh...around a bit, I already found this to be unique, notable, and very welcome. By the time I arrived, I really had no questions or concerns - just anticipation and excitement.
That excitement was fully justified.
It quickly became apparent that Mistress Tissa had read me like a book - which is uncanny, because sometimes I feel like I struggle to understand
myself. Our session was so fluid, natural, and
powerful that I'm still shuddering from the crescendo. I thought I was prepared, but Her height and beauty are intimidating and distracting, Her methods are devious, and Her presence is all-encompassing.
I have only begun to learn my lessons at Her feet. I humbly submit to whatever correction and humiliation She deems appropriate for the further expansion of my consciousness.
Oh.
My.
Goddess.
Mistress Tissa