Don’t be Late…Or Else…

This review is a novel, so get a drink and a snack and get comfortable. There is a TL;DR at the end so you don’t have to read all these details if you don’t want to.

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The allure.
The mystery.
The comfort.
The excitement.
The anticipation.

The overall intrigue of what was to come made the experience with Sir Marvelous more than worthwhile.

From my initial inquiry for a consultation my mind was overstimulated, and it was great. While I was for sure going to follow through with the service if given the opportunity, the actual consultation more than sealed the deal for me.

When Sir says he’s a nerd for the science and psychology behind his work, believe it. The through assessment, the feedback, the insight, his knowledge… all of it was a whole turn on for my “psychology of sex” professional training and general internal nerd. The sapiosexual in me was ready immediately!

It was the mental stimulation for me! 🤓

He read me like an ABC book for a kindergartner. His assessment of what I would enjoy and just generally, the type of person I seemed like made me feel as though he thought I was an easy target for him to break down… This is where the psychological challenge (game) began for me. 🧐

The day of the actual session, I was running behind (thanks NJ traffic) so I sent Sir a message to inform him. He made it seem like no big deal and I was good. Little did I know, that helped fuel the theme of the session.

I arrived and saw this man walking up to me suited up.

Oh, Okay… this is really his thing. Hmmm… intriguing. 😋

The hug, introduction, and welcome was all I needed to fly back to LA satisfied. But, here I was, walking into his world 3000 miles from home. The space spoke to my senses, including the sixth and seventh senses of spatial awareness and a knowing comfort.

Intrigued. 🫣

Sir made me feel very comfortable in his presence. This allowed me to be open to what may come and just be present in the moment. The information and negotiation part of the session was exactly what I needed it to be… not only to be able to provide my consent, but that mental side of me was getting fed everything it needed for my body to become even more aroused.

Onto the physical encounter…

So, here I am laying on a massage table uncertain of what to expect, yet still very comfortable in the moment. I hear Sir return to the space and position himself to begin touching my skin. I take a deep breath and wait. My mind has all the questions… 😰
what will his hands feel like?
What if I clam up once he touches me or will I actually relax and give in?
What if it’s not good?
What am I doing?!

Warmth and Softness.

The massage oil touches my body and I give in a bit.

Sir’s hand traces the path the oil left behind. (OMG, this man has thee softest hands…) I melt into the table a bit more. 🫠

Tickles and Torture.

I am very ticklish. Sir learned this very quickly and used it to his advantage. The Virgo in me was not about to let this man witness me in weakness… tuh. So, I tried to keep a straight face and control of my body. The pinwheel and fire got me. 🤦🏾‍♀️
Sir: 1
Me: 0

Deep.

While still rubbing my skin, Sir began to speak to me in a whisper that was still loud enough for the depth of this voice to be felt. With my eyes closed, I obliged to his command and gave him a good girl, “yes, Sir,” letting him know I understood the rules and expectations of the safe words. 😇

Remember what I said about me being late…? That came back into play, because I had to be punished for not respecting our time.

Bratty.

The brat in me was ready to play. I was not going to allow myself to be broken by Sir Marvelous today. “No, sir.” (See what I did there?? ☺️) He blindfolded me, bound me to the table, and began to train me with a game. I didn’t follow the rules. And was punished for it. 😈

Multiple times. 💦🌊 (How?!? What!!? Where did ALL OF THAT CUM FROM?!?! Wowwwwwwwwwwwww….)🤯🤯

…and each time, was sooooo worth it. I even shed a few tears. Yes, Sir made me cry. (IYKYK) 🤗

Then, I gave Sir what he asked of me and was rewarded amazingly. Like the good girl I am.

Then, my being late came up again… I didn’t deserve to feel this good and had to be punished, again. 🥰

Broken.

Still blindfolded, I was gently led to the Saint Andrew’s Cross. It was here that I fully declared and accepted defeat. There was absolutely no way I would win my personal game of staying put together. I submitted completely. My brain was incoherent, my legs were weak, my body was trembling. I cannot take anymore of this. I tap out. Then the knife touched my skin and Sir did all the things I love when it comes to playing rough. 🙃☺️

Push.

Sir then removed my blindfold, unbound me, and led me to lay down. My being late came up once more, but he let me know I have seemed to learn my lesson and that everything should be let go of now. Remember that training from earlier?? We revisited it and I was allowed to just release everything I was holding on to in the space. 🤯💦🌊🌊

Comfort.

Aftercare. Aftercare. Aftercare. I learned it’s importance that day. Sir’s velvety voice sent me in a trance as he spoke to me and the heat from his body (fully clothed) engulfed me for a moment. I tried to collect my composure, but I was so done. As I brought energy back into my body on my own terms, we debriefed the session. It wasn’t weird or awkward at all afterwards.🧍🏾‍♀️🗣🧍🏾‍♂️

I appreciated Sir’s candidness with me and his willingness to listen. Even though he is a Dom, his ability to serve is top tier.

I felt so comfortable, so understood, heard and seen in his space. I have never felt all of that at once in any capacity of my life, so this experience was more than well worth it.

TL;DR?

Sir Marvelous made me squirt so hard and so many times! I’m still trying to figure out the physics of how my face and feet got wet while they were in the air. I ain’t NEVER done that like that EVER.

Sir is magical. He legit has superpowers.

Sir is a complete gentleman and will make you comfortable.

If you like something, tell him.
If you don’t like something, tell him.

Just give in to the space and the moment. You will come back to it often in your mind. You won’t be disappointed.

Don’t resist the pleasure. Just don’t.

I’ve been thinking about this scene for the past 3 days at least 10 times a day I have a flashback and a physical response.

12,000 out of 10 would recommend.

Book the session. Right now. Stop playing with yourself. (LOL Pun intended.)

I’m coming back soon, Sir.