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Last week, I sent a package to Mistress containing a number of goodies including books I thought she would enjoy (especially given our common tastes), some of her favorite coffee, and some other items she had requested.  As I was putting it together, Mistress asked me to include a return shipping box and label because she wanted to send me something as well.

I received the package on Friday morning but had explicit instructions not to open it until she could share the experience.  I was also told that the package would need to be opened in private, so I booked a conference room at work for a "web conference" and made sure to put a big "do not disturb" sign on the door.

Once the web cam and phone connection was made, Mistress let me open the box and was just blown away by its contents.

[Edit:  Pictures removed 5/3/2007 at the request of Mistress Trecia]

First up were some books about reflexology (the ancient art of empowering the body and mind through manipulation of the feet, hands, and face) and massage.  I’m a horrible novice at massage, but Mistress has made it clear that it is something she enjoys and that will be expected of me during my service.  The one kit pictured here includes flash cards of reflexology routines and a DVD for study.  I’m hoping to pick up enough in two months to do the art justice during my trip to meet Mistress in person.

The next thing out of the box immediately intrigued me.  After getting so completely aroused as my cock burned with toothpaste, Mistress branded me as a "pain slut".  I’ve heard the term before, but never really applied it to myself.  It does, however, completely fit.  The "torture kit" came complete with two lengths of rope (hand dyed by Mistress, no less), two mousetraps with "painslut" written on them in glitter (glup ), a few clothespins, some rubber bands, hair clips, a packet of salt (that can’t  be good) and a 9-volt battery (to be used, according to one of her audio teases, on the underside of the cock head as you get close to the edge).

Next up was something I’m calling the "humiliation and marking kit".  Inside are a Sharpie (which I’m assuming is for marking Mistress’s property (i.e. me), a pink disposable razor (funny enough, I bought a special ladies razor for keeping my cock and balls shaved per Mistress’s instructions which also happens to be pink), a shot glass (for catching my cum when I am allowed to release and, most likely, for drinking it afterwards), two pairs of panties (Mistress assured me they are clean and are for me to wear when she feels I am ready) and a length of pink ribbon (which I’m assuming will be tied in an especially humiliating place).

Next up was a real treat - small slivers of Mistress’s worn panties.  I’ve never  been a "panty slut" or been excited by the thought of sniffing women’s panties, but I’d be lying if I said the thought of these being so close to Mistress’s sacred spot was incredibly exciting.  I asked Mistress if I could use one of these in my devotion that night and she agreed.  (More on that in my next post… )

Other items included Seductress by Betsy Prioleau (about how women through history have wielded their sexual and seductive power to help women today discovered their inner Goddess) [Mistress said that this will help me understand the Domme role and also to understand my attraction to powerful women), a shoe-shaped notepad (which Mistress said was to help encourage my increasing foot fetish), a Hershey’s Kiss (the only kind of kiss Mistress was able to ship), and a selection of stroking lubes which included a small tub of Mistress’s own Devil Spit concoction (a mixture of lotion and Icy Hot).

Finally (and most touching) was the beautiful handwritten note scented with Mistress’s perfume and signed with a lipstick kiss.  I’ve blocked the majority of the text, but the last line ("I am gonna keep you!") had me beaming all day.  (I also thought the sexy Betty Page envelopes were a really nice touch.)

I was completely blown away by the generosity of Mistress’s gift and overwhelmed by the mix of erotic, sensual touching, and downright scary.  This also gives me my first physical connection with Mistress which is making our bond even stronger.  As each day passes, I find myself falling further and further under her spell and and longing for the time to pass so I can kneel at her feet in person and properly show my devotion.