Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S

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[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Life of a Foot Slave to Strict Asian Mistress

I am Mistress Moxi’s devoted foot slave, and She has commanded me to write this recount of a day in my life as Her foot slave— so the world may witness my utter submission:

I am on my knees in the kowtow position, steel bondage chains clank around my wrists and ankles and a short leash is attached to my collar waiting to tether me to my Mistress’s control. All this is to ensure, I never forget my bitch place in Her presence. I tremble in both fear and excitement as my owner’s high heels clatter to the floor as she walks towards me, before majestically sitting on the sofa in front and yanking my leash taut. Before me tower Her glorious red-bottom Louboutin heels—crimson soles gleaming, the stiletto spikes sharp enough to pierce flesh or pride.

“My foot is really tired, give it a kiss,” she orders, voice like silk over steel. I cradle her foot with my hands and press my lips in reverent kisses to the smooth, porcelain white skin of my Mistress’s foot. I kiss and worship every inch of her foot that was not covered by her high heel like the tender bitch that I am. My heart races when I hear those affirming words from my owner “good boy!”. She soon rewards me with the privilege to worship her Louboutins and guides my attention along its sleek ridge. As I perform my duty, my Mistress makes me more useful by using my back as footstool for her other foot. As I feel the weight on her foot on my back and neck, I thank her silently from the bottom of my heart “thank you Mistress, thank you for letting me fulfill my destiny as your footbitch!”

I anticipate it but I became an excited puppy when She finally gives the command to “take off Mistress’s shoes!” As I remove her Louboutins, it reveals her perfect jade feet—high arches, obsidian coloured pedicure. The room fills with the warm, musky perfume of Her feet after hours in patent leather. My mouth waters on instinct as I neatly and carefully place her high heels on the floor. She has trained me well. To me, these shoes are Her crown; they proclaim Her absolute power and authority, just as a queen’s diadem declares dominion over nations. Before I was an ignorant and stupid bitch slave and failed to show her high heels the respect and care they deserve when putting them on the ground. So I have been beaten countless times— by whip, crop and hand —until I learned to tremble in reverence at their sight.

“Head down, smell!” She pushes my head down and tramples on the back on my head, burying my nose in the warm leather. Her mesmerising fragrance floods me: divine sweat infused with female supremacy. This is part of Her foot slave training: She demands my cock salute instantly at the sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch of anything Hers. A single whiff should make me throb. So I am very ashamed to be unable to have my penis fly at full mast but I appreciate my Mistress for her patience and generosity. She orders me to massage her divine foot while her other foot teases and plays with my penis and balls. My Mistress aggressively grabs my shaft between her toes - I can feel her Alpha Female energy - her intense desire to own me and love me as Her bitch, Her slave, Her property. I cannot help myself and my pathetic cock starts to get drippy as she caresses my scrotal raphe. I pray that she would not notice. However, I think she does but she must be in a generous mood as she is not punishing me… yet.

She flexes her seductive toes in my face as I massage her soles. She orders me to smell her feet before thrusting them into my face over my nose— I had no choice but to suck air through the gaps between Her toes, whimpering. While this was happening, she targets my shaft with her spare foot with surgical precision — her toes make controlled teasing strokes along my penile raphe culminating at the frenulum — I’m panting, my breath comes heavy. I am in heaven...

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Life of a Foot Slave to a Strict Asian Mistress https://t.co/UWMhHskqqY #realloyalfans

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@DRising331 @servemoxi Happy New Year little bitch 🎉🥳🎊

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 @servemoxi 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲:⁣⁣

Over the next two months. I became much stronger and noticed that I'd started waking up each morning with an extremely erect penis. This has not happened for many years! I informed Mistress MoXi of this progress and she was very pleased.

This led her to tell me it was time to start to share our training with the world. I was instructed to start an X profile specifically as her slave and I was to post a picture of my now much more impressive erection achieved from her training and share this news with the world to show how positive the impacts are of her slave training.

This profile was also to be used to share other information about my training and some pictures and descriptions of how I was obeying and worshiping her. This quickly started to become much more extreme when I told my owner after one of our intense personal sessions I felt unsure of myself and my ability to be a good slave for her.

To deal with this defeatist attitude Mistress MoXi told me it was time to increase the intensity of what I am doing on X. She instructed me to start to film my penis training and post the videos of this on my profile. More shockingly for me, she also instructed me that from that day on my self milking videos were no longer to be shared privately with her. I was to purchase a slave mask and begin to film and post these videos complete with penis weight training and the three kneeling and nine kowtows for her before and after I actually cum for her. I must also of course show the amount and time/date. 

I was set strict goals I needed to achieve at least 8ml each time I was allowed to cum or else I would be fined and punished. She knows how much I produce so knows if i can not make this amount i may have cheated or did not treat her body as well as needed. 
I begged and pleaded with her to not have that as part of my training. i was very scared to complete this for her. 
She very clearly took control and told me:
“I want the world to see my total power over you. I am now very focused on humiliating you as much as possible.”
Mistress MoXi knows that this is an important part of completely breaking my male ego and making me totally submissive and obedient to her. Also, she really does love to humiliate me as it brings her such sadistic pleasure. She of course was right and this increased her control over me exponentially. 

I continued to obey her. I’ve pushed through my shame and have learned to accept the total humiliation and degradation required to be a good slave. From this I also started to feel that Mistress MoXi does truly view me as her property, confident in me as a genuine slave to her. 

She could see the immense evolution of my mind and body to be exactly how she has shaped me. I was now totally obedient, she truly had total control. I had been totally conquered and she knew it.

THE END.

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞��𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 @servemoxi 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲:⁣⁣⁣⁣

𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐗𝐢

About a month after I started to regularly serve Mistress MoXi I noticed she began to treat me with more interest and was beginning to probe into my psyche to learn if I was actually a genuine submissive. She wanted to assess my potential to be of value to her. To know if I had what was needed to become one of her genuine slaves or would I become a fake slave and run away once she started to truly allow me to experience her masochistic pleasures. Mistress MoXi is 100% a truly serious and very real Mistress, she does not like to waste her time and energy on what she calls ‘fake slaves’.

About two months into my service to Mistress MoXi, the weight of our slave/Mistress relationship settled over me like the heavy chains she binds me with. During one of our frequent sessions as I knelt on her cold wooden floor at her feet, wrists cuffed behind my back, ankles locked together with unyielding steel that bit into my skin whenever I shifted. The links clinked softly any time i slightly moved in my kneeling position, a constant reminder of my helplessness. Her powerful eyes locked onto me, unblinking, piercing until I felt her gaze strip away every remaining layer of male ego. "You belong to me now," she said, each word deliberate, sinking into me like hooks. "You are my property."

The change in my life was as extreme as it was instant. One moment I was still clinging to the edges of my old life, the next, everything had been stripped away and replaced by her. I realised I was now owned and in that surrender, I had never felt more alive.

But my journey to become her genuine slave was only just beginning. I now had to start to work harder and increase my obedience to prove I was worth her time. I no longer had free choice over what I ate, how I exercised and very importantly that my cock, balls and cum were now strictly owned and controlled by her. I was only allowed to cum when she instructed me and I was now ONLY allowed to cum whilst looking at her divine pictures. My penis is hers and must learn to get hard at even just the sight of its owner.

She instructed me to go out and purchase a very specific measuring cup. I of course immediately went and bought the exact item she told me. She then instructed me that night I was to cum into this cup and how to correctly measure what is now her cum so she knows the exact amount, time and date it had been released for her. I was so excited and eagerly obeyed. I followed her orders exactly and took the first picture and sent it to her so excited to now be her property. Minutes stretched into eternity until her reply appeared. "Good boy. I'm pleased." I belonged to her. And nothing in my life had ever felt so right.
From that day forward I have been required to measure all cum that I produce and show this to her to prove I follow her exact instructions. Mistress MoXi always knew exactly how much I should produce for her each time she ordered it to be spewed from what is now her cock and balls.

Having your body taken over like this is very extreme, after a lifetime of being able to jerk off anytime I wanted and as often as I wanted. Now this was not my choice, the choice was now made by Mistress MoXi. This was a massive change to my life and I was constantly desperate to cum. But now I was owned. This was no longer my choice, I could only wait quietly until I received a message from my owner.  
“Do you miss your Mistress?, how long since you last cum for me?”.
Receiving these messages became the absolute highlight of my life; everything else seemed to pale in comparison. I would reply instantly no matter what I was doing and answer her questions as precisely as possible then await her commands. 

Sometimes the reply was cool, almost casual:
“Ok. Hold it a few more days for me.”….

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞 @servemoxi 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲:⁣⁣⁣

The words landed like a lash and a caress at once denial twisting deeper, but laced with the intoxicating knowledge that she was thinking of me, controlling me, owning me.

Other times, rare, precious times the screen lit up with the command I craved like air:
“I want you to cum for me today.”
Instantly, blood rushed south. I’d go rigid in seconds, cock straining, pulse roaring in my ears. A frantic, horny haze swallowed everything else. I would then think of nothing else but how I was going to get back to the measuring cup and moan like a bitch whilst I produced Mistress MoXi her cum. The woman who now decided when, how, and if her property was allowed release.

After only a few weeks of this routine I received a new order “I want you to entertain me tonight” “you are allowed to have release but you must now film it. I want you on your knees for me. I need to now hear you moan like a bitch as you cum for me”. I was given very specific instructions on how I was to perform this task to entertain her.

Honestly, I was shocked at the request. I had to this point never even taken a dick pic. Now I am being ordered to do such a private act in front of a camera and share it with her! I was horrified at the reality of this request, but I was also deeply excited. For me to receive an order from Mistress MoXi is equal to receiving a message from God. No matter the fear, no matter that every urge in my mind and body is telling me to refuse. I am her property now, she is my god and has commanded me, I must obey! I made the video.

This then became my new reality. Every time I have cum since that day has been filmed. I no longer have any privacy in this regard. I no longer visit porn websites or even contemplate cumming without being ordered. Everything is about her. Everything is monitored and approved by Mistress MoXi. The way my mind functioned sexually was changing to be only about my obedience to my owner.
From the videos she started to notice I was not able to easily reach full mast, her newly owned penis was not pleasing her, she became very angry with me. To achieve a strong erection is a strict requirement of being owned by her. This led to her conducting an intense review of my diet and exercise. I was already working out every day and eating well but it was not good enough. I was instructed to study modern dieting science and update my nutritional intake to ensure I would be as healthy as possible. Mistress MoXi explained how serious this was and that I need to improve in this area and set a goal of 3 months to improve my erections. 

She explained in a kind but stern way:
“Ninety days to turn my property into something I can be proud of. Rock-hard on command. No excuses.”
She reinforced with me that this is now her body and must be cared for as such. Food choices were no longer my decision, it was only what is best for her body and ensuring I’m always improving every time she sees me. Penis health and strength is now my primary objective in life. Everything else was secondary to correcting this issue. In addition to the diet changes I also was now required to add penis weight training to my daily exercise routine. This included me hanging a bag with weights to my erect penis and performing deep squats. This was done each morning before I would kneel in stress positions for 5 minutes to improve my slave stamina whilst I recite my mantras of worship to Mistress MoXi my goddess.

During this period Mistress MoXi also started requesting more advanced elements be added into the videos. She introduced me to the "three kneelings and nine kowtows" ritual which I was to study in great detail. This ritual then became an important element of the videos to correctly display my worship to my owner before I was allowed to milk myself and measure her seed…..

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@servemoxi You are an excellent foot slave serve me well 🖤

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Life of a Foot Slave to Strict Asian Mistress

I am Mistress Moxi’s devoted foot slave, and She has commanded me to write this recount of a day in my life as Her foot slave— so the world may witness my utter submission:

I am on my knees in the kowtow position, steel bondage chains clank around my wrists and ankles and a short leash is attached to my collar waiting to tether me to my Mistress’s control. All this is to ensure, I never forget my bitch place in Her presence. I tremble in both fear and excitement as my owner’s high heels clatter to the floor as she walks towards me, before majestically sitting on the sofa in front and yanking my leash taut. Before me tower Her glorious red-bottom Louboutin heels—crimson soles gleaming, the stiletto spikes sharp enough to pierce flesh or pride.

“My foot is really tired, give it a kiss,” she orders, voice like silk over steel. I cradle her foot with my hands and press my lips in reverent kisses to the smooth, porcelain white skin of my Mistress’s foot. I kiss and worship every inch of her foot that was not covered by her high heel like the tender bitch that I am. My heart races when I hear those affirming words from my owner “good boy!”. She soon rewards me with the privilege to worship her Louboutins and guides my attention along its sleek ridge. As I perform my duty, my Mistress makes me more useful by using my back as footstool for her other foot. As I feel the weight on her foot on my back and neck, I thank her silently from the bottom of my heart “thank you Mistress, thank you for letting me fulfill my destiny as your footbitch!”

I anticipate it but I became an excited puppy when She finally gives the command to “take off Mistress’s shoes!” As I remove her Louboutins, it reveals her perfect jade feet—high arches, obsidian coloured pedicure. The room fills with the warm, musky perfume of Her feet after hours in patent leather. My mouth waters on instinct as I neatly and carefully place her high heels on the floor. She has trained me well. To me, these shoes are Her crown; they proclaim Her absolute power and authority, just as a queen’s diadem declares dominion over nations. Before I was an ignorant and stupid bitch slave and failed to show her high heels the respect and care they deserve when putting them on the ground. So I have been beaten countless times— by whip, crop and hand —until I learned to tremble in reverence at their sight.

“Head down, smell!” She pushes my head down and tramples on the back on my head, burying my nose in the warm leather. Her mesmerising fragrance floods me: divine sweat infused with female supremacy. This is part of Her foot slave training: She demands my cock salute instantly at the sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch of anything Hers. A single whiff should make me throb. So I am very ashamed to be unable to have my penis fly at full mast but I appreciate my Mistress for her patience and generosity. She orders me to massage her divine foot while her other foot teases and plays with my penis and balls. My Mistress aggressively grabs my shaft between her toes - I can feel her Alpha Female energy - her intense desire to own me and love me as Her bitch, Her slave, Her property. I cannot help myself and my pathetic cock starts to get drippy as she caresses my scrotal raphe. I pray that she would not notice. However, I think she does but she must be in a generous mood as she is not punishing me… yet.

She flexes her seductive toes in my face as I massage her soles. She orders me to smell her feet before thrusting them into my face over my nose— I had no choice but to suck air through the gaps between Her toes, whimpering. While this was happening, she targets my shaft with her spare foot with surgical precision — her toes make controlled teasing strokes along my penile raphe culminating at the frenulum — I’m panting, my breath comes heavy. I am in heaven...

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Life of a Foot Slave to a Strict Asian Mistress https://t.co/UWMhHskqqY #realloyalfans

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

…Mistress orders me to lower my head and support my body my hands on the ground. She pushes her foot into my mouth and orders me to suck and lick. And that I do as if my life depends on it. She plants the other foot squarely on my head, grinding down to remind me of Her supreme power and my lowly status. My head is merely a footstool to my Mistress, my Owner, my Queen. I could feel her flexing her toes on the crown of my head as deeper She pushes—fucking my mouth with Her foot, toes sliding to the back of my throat until I gag, tears streaming, drool pooling beneath me. “That’s it, good boy.” The words of encouragement served to amplify the humiliation that reminds me that I am forever bound to the strict Asian Mistress who owns every inch of me. After my Mistress is pleased with my servitude and worship of her divine feet, she makes me lie down on the cold hardwood floor. My cock finally rises to the occasion and offers Her a full salute — because it knows it is about to be milked...

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Life of a Foot Slave to a Strict Asian Mistress https://t.co/UWMhHskqqY #realloyalfans

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

Who wants this kind of weight training? 🏋🏼🍆🧱🪨

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@FLRDreamer 🖤

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@cbt_fan1 Good choice of equipment

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@smack_my_sack Nice balls 🍒 with nice boobs 🍈🍈

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

For me the goal of CBT cock whipping is to give the penis a strong sting feeling and some souvenir bruises and welts for the slave to remember his Mistress. I don’t want to damage the structure of the penis with such a wide thick spanker. A damaged penis cannot offer me a strong salute standing at attention, and is difficult to milk. No good Mistress wants this. Instead I recommend thin rod carbon fibre for best cock whipping.

[Mistress MoXi 妺喜女主S @MistressMoXi]

@cbt_fan1 Dear, I normally use this for spanking. It’s too wide to precisely target the mushroom tip 🍄‍🟫🎯 There are much better CBT cock whipping equipment available 😈