Master and I had a different kind of session. A strange one. Ridiculous, humiliating... mind-melting. And I still can't believe it actually worked!

I've been sitting with it for days now.. turning it over in my head, trying to reconcile how something so absurd... so laughable... could feel so vivid. So true. And more than that... i have to admit it..so hot! So undeniably real in the moment.

Master called it: the Nose-gasm.

Oh g*d.

Even saying that out loud makes my cheeks b*rn, but... it happened.

It really, really happened. LOL.

I'd been feeling needy all week because I was with Master in person. That kind of deep ache that's impossible to ignore. I had to behave, to act like a normal human because His family was around... but still..

That weight of submission settled low and warm in my chest every time He looked at me or whenever I was near Him.

Being near Him had me walking around in a haze of want. Every glance, every touch, even just the tone of His voice... it kept tightening the coil inside me.

I don't even remember Him putting me under for this particular session.. it's been a week now, so it could be that or He may have made me not remember.

But I do remember telling Him how horny I was.

Not that He couldn't tell. I was a dripping mess the whole time, even while I was "behaving." Inside, I was screaming, aching to pounce on Him.

He would touch my c*nt now and then just to check... and I told Him, “Has there ever been a time you've checked me and I wasn't soaking?”

He laughed and agreed.. "very true."

I told Him how badly I needed to touch myself. I was squirming with it, desperate, aching.

And He just smiled.

That slow, wicked, knowing smile.. the one that usually means He's about to make me forget my own name. LOL.

Then He asked,

“Where do you want to touch yourself?”

I knew He knew. He was teasing me... But He asked again. And without even thinking, without a flicker of hesitation, I answered:

“My nose. Of course.”

Like it was the most normal thing in the world. Like that's always been my pleasure spot... where else would I be aching to touch? lol

No confusion. No hesitation. No embarrassment.

Because somehow, somewhere deep in the folds of my rewired, pliant mind... it made sense.

It was my pleasure spot.. Of course it was.

I believed it.

And that's what lingers now... Not just the act, but the feeling.

How natural it seemed. Like some forgotten truth I'd just remembered. That l*ttle spot at the tip of my nose, suddenly lit up with erotic meaning.

Like I'd always known... that's where I get off, that's where He usually denies me to touch!

Master made it true. I still remember the way His finger grazed it.

Light. Slow. Teasing.

Each stroke made my whole body tremble... just like He was dragging His fingers over my clit. My thighs clenched.. My hips rocked... I moaned before I realised I was making a sound.

I was rubbing my nose like it was the only thing keeping me sane.

Like if He stopped, I'd shatter.

And then... He gave me permission.

He said, “C*m.”

And I did... A nose-gasm.

A warm, dizzying rush that started right in the center of my face and bloomed outward.

Thinking back.. it wasnt a normal *rgasm.. not deep, not clenching, not one of those body-wracking waves.

No. This was actually softer.. but it still felt so satisfying! I'd say it was more of a mind-*rgasm. But I swear to g*d... it felt so real at the time, that i always came that way.

I was convinced.. c*mpletely, wholly convinced.. that my nose was my *rgasm spot.

Because in that moment... Master made it so.

After, as He brought me back, I slowly started to realise what had happened.

Even then, it still felt right somehow. That's when the laughter came. And the humiliation lol

Because it worked so well.

Because I believed it.. fully.

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