August 6 2023
Dear Diary,
Today marks the beginning of a new chapter in my life, one that I have decided to share with you, my most trusted confidant. My name is Nekane, and at 36 years old, I find myself standing at a crossroads where my past meets my present, and my heart battles with desires that I've long kept hidden.
Born and raised in Andorra, my upbringing was rooted in the traditions of a high-class conservative Catholic family. It shaped me into the refined woman I am today, instilling in me a sense of duty, elegance, and the importance of maintaining appearances.
As a successful lawyer, my days are filled with intellectual challenges and responsibilities that demand my utmost focus and professionalism. I take pride in my career, and the respect I've earned in the legal world, but behind the composed facade I present to my colleagues, I harbor a secret part of myself that craves liberation.
You see, Diary, deep within me, there's a hunger that often leaves me feeling torn between two worlds. Beyond the polished veneer of my life lies a woman who desires to explore the depths of her own sensuality. A woman who, despite the conservative teachings of my youth, yearns to embrace the forbidden desires that have been silently kindling within me.
I've come to accept that I am bisexual, with a preference for women. The allure of feminine grace, the gentle touch of a woman's hand, the softness of her lips – all have stirred something profound within me, something I cannot deny nor repress.
Moreover, I find myself intrigued by the world of Dominance and submission, drawn to the dance of power and surrender, of control and release. Within the boundaries of this world, I've discovered a part of myself that leans towards the submissive role, relishing in the freedom of submission and the profound trust it requires.
But, dear Diary, as I embark on this journey of self-discovery, I must tread cautiously. For I am not only Nekane, the lawyer, but also Nekane, the devoted wife and loving mother of a beautiful daughter. Balancing these roles is an intricate dance, and I must find a way to explore my desires while respecting the commitments I hold dear. I chose the nickname Lorena in my real life experiences, as a way to keep my private familiar life safe.
In sharing this part of myself with you, dear Diary, I hope to find solace and understanding, a safe haven to explore my thoughts and emotions without judgment. The pages that follow will be a testament to my journey—a journey of self-acceptance, personal growth, and perhaps, the fulfillment of desires long kept in the shadows.
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I meet Michelle
She told me that she would lend me to her friend Michelle, entrusting me with the task of pleasing her, fulfilling her every smallest whim. It was an opportunity for me to demonstrate my training and make my Mistress proud of my submission and obedience.
With anticipation and a mixture of nervousness and excitement, I prepared myself mentally and physically for this encounter. I wanted to ensure that every aspect of my service to Michelle would be flawless, a true reflection of the training I had received under my Mistress's guidance.
As the day approached, I found myself consumed by thoughts of how to please Michelle. I carefully studied her preferences, paying attention to even the subtlest details. I learned her favorite drinks, her preferred manner of address, and the particular rituals that brought her pleasure.
When the moment finally arrived, I presented myself to Michelle with a mix of trepidation and eagerness. I greeted her with utmost respect, addressing her as she desired, and attentively listened to her instructions. Every command she gave became my sole focus, as I aimed to fulfill her desires with unwavering dedication.
As a devoted slave, upon my arrival at Michelle's, I immediately dropped to my knees and pressed my lips against the soft skin of her feet. It was an act of reverence and submission, a gesture that conveyed my readiness to fulfill her every desire.
The touch of her feet against my lips sent a shiver of excitement through my body. I could feel the power and control she possessed as I kissed each foot with utmost devotion. In that moment, I was completely focused on the task at hand, determined to please and serve her in the most intimate of ways.
As I pressed my lips against her feet, I could sense her pleasure and satisfaction. The gentle strokes of my kisses were met with subtle movements, encouraging me to continue my display of submission. The taste and scent of her skin filled my senses, deepening my connection to her and intensifying my desire to please.
Throughout our time together, I spared no effort to cater to Michelle's whims. From preparing her favorite meals to anticipating her needs before she even expressed them, I strived to exceed her expectations. Each act of service was an opportunity for me to demonstrate my commitment to my Mistress's training and the fulfillment of her desires.
In my unwavering devotion to please Michelle, I eagerly fulfilled her desires, including the intimate act of licking her in the manner she desired. It was not about gentle caresses or tender affection, but rather about fulfilling her dominant desires and being used as her toy.
With fervent dedication, I knelt before her, ready to serve as her vessel of pleasure. My tongue became an instrument of submission, guided by her explicit commands and desires. I relinquished control, allowing her to use me for her own satisfaction, finding fulfillment in being her obedient and compliant toy.
As my tongue glided across her skin, I could sense her power and dominance, driving me to delve deeper into my submissive role. Each lick and stroke was performed with precision and obedience, aimed at bringing her the pleasure and satisfaction she sought. The taste and scent of her arousal fueled my own desire to serve, heightening the intensity of the experience.
In this exchange of power, I found a sense of liberation and purpose. I embraced the role of being her toy, relinquishing any inhibitions or reservations. My sole focus was on fulfilling her desires and providing her with the pleasure she craved, finding satisfaction in being utilized as an instrument of her dominance.
As I continued to fulfill her desires, I reveled in the control she exerted over me. I embraced the raw and primal nature of our interaction, recognizing the unique connection forged through our shared desires and exploration. The more she used me as her toy, the more I found a sense of fulfillment and purpose in my submission.
In the presence of Michelle, I felt a heightened sense of purpose and devotion. Every smile, every word of approval she bestowed upon me filled me with a deep sense of satisfaction. Knowing that I was fulfilling my Mistress's trust and making her proud brought me a profound sense of fulfillment and contentment.
