A little note from slave Bobby about his own theory of relativity. BDSM relativity from the eyes of a BDSM slave.

Einstein’s general theory of relativity

This year sees the centenary of Einstein’s General Theory Of Relativity, in which he explained that space and time were bendable.

BDSM slave Bobby is going to introduce to you his Theory Of General Relativity. This seeks to conflate religious experience with Einsteinian physics.

Ask any normal person to point in the general direction of heaven. Chances are they will point towards the ceiling. Ask them to point to hell, and they will almost certainly point downwards.

Two different spaces

Everybody has a clear idea that these two spaces are completely different and separate from each other

I will now show you how in the BDSM universe the rules of space time are flexible, and heaven and hell are actually in the same space.

Imagine for a minute you are a devoted slave like me. Your mistress is wearing a tight, black, rubber top, breasts pouting hard against the latex. Her legs have been poured into tight, black, riding trousers, and she has laced black leather thigh-boots over the top of them. On her hands she wears short black, rubber gloves.

Introducing Mistress

She motions you over the whipping bench and you obey.

She straps you to the bench, limb by limb, then finally around your torso. You realise your wrists are immobile, because she has secured them with twisted wire.

You gaze lovingly at her in the full-length wall-mirror. Where are you? In heaven of course.

She leans over to speak in your ear, her hot breath erotic, as she whispers,”Have you remembered the safe-word?”.

You nod enthusiastically. Then she laughs as she forces the ball-gag into your mouth – because she prizes the silent stillness it brings.

You watch, motionless, as she picks up the one metre long dressage whip and cuts through the air with practice strokes , the short, sharp swishing sound betokening what is to come.

Pain hits your buttocks

The swish gets louder – and a split-second later – the pain hits your buttocks – searing you as if you had had an electric shock. You gasp for breath. You try to cry out – but the ball-gag allows only a muffled sound. Before you can catch your breath, there is another stroke, and another – each one a lightning-bolt across the buttocks – your eyes fill with tears of pain – it’s all too much – your scrambled brain tries to make your lips form the safe-word…..but the only thing that comes out is a baby-noise.

She speaks. “No safe-word here, slave. No mercy. Nothing. Just pain. Endless pain. Day after day after day – forever”.

Lash, lash, lash. Yes. The heaven-sent angel in black has taken you to hell. It’s all too much.

Shaking loins

Then…. the pain stops….there is the slightest touch on your member…..you want to speak your appreciation, but you can’t. Suddenly your loins shake uncontrollably. After a few seconds the spasm subsides.

The angel in black unstraps you. You dismount the bench. You’re breathing heavily, a little unsteady on your feet. It’s time to leave the dungeon – where heaven meets hell, according to the immutable laws of BDSM-physics.

You feel you’re back in control ….. of nothing. You. Will. Be. Back. And the angel knows it.

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