Shoes!

I have spoke about my shoe fetish earlier.
To sum it up, it's all about female self conciousness and elegance, that isn't attached to male's attention, in contrary it ignores it a little bit.
For some years now there is some new style of womans shaes around: Tom's!

These are an expression of the modern female self-respect and comfort with herself. She feels cute, without ever wasting a thought to possible male attention.
These shoes are soft and nestle along the shape of her wearer's feet and yet there is a grain of deformity, real casual carelessness. The cloth covers the instep, protects it, hides it from hungry eyes.
Even the setting of the photo shows us, lace in the background,  that we are still in the girl's realm.

So seeing a pair of female feet wearing them, makes me feel completely useless, worthless. And a strong urge for the noose, to atone for my being wrong, for impuryfing the cosmos with my existence.

I would love the hangwoman to wear those when slipping the stool from under my feet. I would buy them for her as a present. Slipping them on her feet befor the execution.....

How about that?

How about stringing you up....?

Id love to become her client....

Proper punishment

I havent been very active the past months, i felt sore somehow. But inside myself, the urge kept working, and found its way to surface.
I started to feel uneasy somehow, very irritable. And then found out what was behing it, my guilt, feeling dirty, which has zo be treated, that measures have to be taken upon.
Of course there is no other thing than the noose,
the only way for me to atone appropriately.

Of course i couldnt do that without Mistresses permission.
I didnt want to bother her, because of that, as i know how busy she is, but being the sloppy boy i am i did that eventually...
Mistress granted my wish lavishly.

And so i finally strangled my self.
I got on my knees, with a broom in my back, a noose around my neck, with one end tied to the put up end of the broom, hands fixed in my back around the broom.
I lower my position, and get strangled by the noose.

I feeled very dirty, very distorted by doing it, discredited by my self.
And thats the point, the reality the noose reveales about me, im not only a sloppy boy, i like it, and i like to feel the proper punischment for that.

And i didnt need my hands to cum, my winkie stands eagerly as soon as i feel the pull from the noose. Until i came gasping, spurted my semen on the floor, wrung out by the noose.

I feel releaved, and fundamentally exhausted and
clean again.

I hope you enjoy this report, Mistress....

your worthless slave