When the slave arrived at the agreed time of 10:30 he was greeted by stunningly beautiful Mistress. She said calmly: ‘You’re late – you were supposed to be here at 10:00. That is going to cost you a stroke of the cane for every minute you are late’.

Slave was allowed no explanation as to why he was late. ( He genuinely believed he was due at 10:30 – but Mistress is always right )

Slave always brings something new for Mistress – this time a leather hood with attached hand mitts.

Then stripped down to his sissy stockings and suspenders a prolonged tongue worship of Mistress’s exotic high heels then each of her dainty, elegantly painted toes was performed.

Slave was then made to kneel whilst Mistress secured the mitts on him.

Made to stand, Mistress took great delight in using the cock cutter on him. Slave was writhing in beautiful pain as Mistress was laughing. Grabbing him by his ear she dragged him to the whipping bench. Once secured it was time for some very serious CP. So to ensure the slave did not annoy the neighbours his mouth was very tightly sealed with duct tape.

Then the pain began. A prolonged hand spanking, then when Mistress decided his ass was a nice shade of pink then began the paddling to turn his ass a fiery red. When it was red enough to Mistress’s satisfaction the caning commenced. By the time Mistress finished the slave was deep into subspace.

Once released he was dragged over to the medical bench to suffer some CBT.

His balls were tied, many needles through his cock and balls, nipples and finally Mistress sewing his cock shut – wonderful!

Now for the final humiliation – slave made to lie on the floor, mouth wide open the the glorious site of Mistress’s beautiful asshole descending onto his mouth. The asshole opened and the shit went directly into his mouth. Mistress assisted the slave by covering his mouth with her gloved hand so he was forced to chew and swallow her shit. Slave was then made to clean everything up with his tongue – the floor, Mistress’s asshole and the bathroom before he was allowed to dress to leave.

But wait – Mistress remembered than during the session she used a bottle every time she wanted a piss. Slave was made to drink it all in one go.

Another fantastic session with a truly cruel and sadistic Mistress

slave shit muncher

PS already booked for next month

I have wondered as a Sub what the reality of a Hard Sports Session would be over the fantasy of the ultimate submission. Plucked up courage & put myself into the very capable hands of Mistress V. A great session ensued with a Hard Sports climax. How did it go? Well I’m not wondering any longer. A word of caution though. If you go for enforced HS to increase the intensity don’t forget that once strapped down the option to wimp out has been lost. Wow! P

Mistress greeted me at the top of the stairs, attired in Her figure revealing strict, sensuous bank manager attire – grey blouse, figure hugging short black skirt, black nylons and tall black stiletto heels – you know the look from Mistress’ recent tweets!  Mistress had intimated earlier that my limits were to be pushed – and Mistress honours promises!

Undressed, Mistress fastened my collar around my neck – such a comforting feeling, rapidly lost as my C&B were tightly bound with an elastic ligature, causing a sharp intake of breath.  Mistress produced a ball gag – first time for me, and not too uncomfortable, but the nipple clamps attached to it by a light chain were another matter – a portent of things to come!  Mistress ordered me to don a pair of arse-less briefs – a bit like my old shreddies in fact – which had the advantage to Mistress of exposing all the parts due to receive Mistress’ care and attention.

On the bench, strapped down, nipples pressed into the soft leather padding, but with the clamps attached, ball gag firmly ensconced as Mistress tied a blindfold around my eyes and ear protectors on.  The next 30 minutes are partly conjecture on my part, based on muffled sound and sensation. A firm spanking started to warm my cheeks, followed by the flat slaps and multiple touches of a flogger reaching all the exposed parts.  I’m pretty sure a whip applied the next level of intensity, as the contacts became more focused, with a sharp sting as the end of the lash cracked through the air and made contact with the, by now, sensitive flesh.  A lightweight cane next, i think – about 15 strokes, each placed with precision; this was no thrashing, but a carefully planned and executed caning.  A weight on my back – what was this?  ‘If that dildo falls on the floor, there’ll be five extra strokes’, Mistress gailyannounced, heard faintly through the ear-defenders.  Next stroke had a heavier feel to it but managed to hold rock steady – or so i thought – the object still fell off – punishment duly administered, and Mistress continued the planned caning with meticulous military precision.  5 days on, the pinks and purples have been replaced with wasp-like black and yellowstripes!  My first true badge from Mistress!!!!

Still blindfolded, a period of anal play ensued, resulting in a good fvcking with the largest cock I’ve been able to take from Mistress so far.  The pleasure/pain aspect was heightened by Mistress attaching a pair of weighted clamps to my scrotum while teasing and stimulating with a vibro at the same time.  The sensation was quite extraordinary and after a short time ihad to beg respite, not for the pain but the pleasure!

Released from the blindfold, gag and bench, Mistress re-attached the clamps to my nipples before beckoning me across the floor of Her Chamber, whereupon a white hood was placed over my head and my hands were cuffed behind my back.  Ordered to kneel, Mistress indicated that the soles ofHer shoes required cleaning.  Somewhere along the way, the nipple clamps released which did not please Mistress at all, and, ordering me to stand in front of her, proceeded to strenuously tease my nipples with Her nails , finger and teeth.  Being face to face with Mistress as your nipples are tortured is an exhilarating experience, watching every nuance of Mistress’ expression – mine are not very large, but i could still use them as a chapel hat pegs three days after the event!

Removing the handcuffs, ordering me to lie face down on the floor, Mistress proceeded to hog-tie me with a soft black rope. Unable even to roll from side to side, it was impossible to avoid the sole smacking that ensued.  Having sensitised every part of my feet, Mistress started to tickle them – i didn’t know whether to giggle ‘til i burst or screamed at the sensation; isettled for giggling like crazy!

Indicating Her medical bench, Mistress strapped me down with bungee cords, applied two blindfolds, ear defenders and then taped the mouth of the mask with insulating tape.  So iwas now blind, deaf, immobile and with restricted breathing.  For the next 15 minutes, i was a passive recipient of Mistress’ wiles and all wishes – truly Hers.  First off was a hot pain, first in my left nipple and then right nipple as Mistress pierced them with needles.  Massaging the needles with Her fingers then a vibro continued the feeling of pain and pleasure, but that didn’t satisfy Mistress.  A sharp stab down below as Mistress pierced my scrotum with yet another needle. i then felt a heavy weight and sensation around my cock, subsequently discovering that Mistress had used the infamous ‘knob-blobber’ on me.  Just as well i was blindfolded! Then a stiffening sensation in my coq – i could feel the steel of a sound sliding in and out , the internal and external pressures building as flesh was constricted between the smooth steel on the inside and steel teeth digging in from the outside.  Wanting to wriggle, but unable to due to the bungee straps, it was exquisite torment.  A slight pause, then a burning sensation on my left breast – Pitter! Patter! as i felt the red hotwax spatter my nipple, then slowly moving across my chest before engulfing my right nipple.  Mistress chortled that throaty laugh and commented that another part of my anatomy had responded positively, despite the weight enclosing it.  Still shaking with the experience, i could feel Mistress continue to tease with the needles in my nipples, until with a final burst of heat, first the left then the right needle was swiftly withdrawn, before the cooling balm of a medical wipe was applied to each.  As Mistress undid the muffs, then the tape, then the blindfolds, i was able to see the extent of Mistress’ efforts; nipples erect, protruding through a crust of congealed red wax, with a drop of blood delicately positioned on each, and a turgid floppy member, misused by an egg-topper, sounds and needles.  Just to emphasise the point, as Mistress started to pull the wax from my chest and nipples, further twisting and tugging ensued, ensuring that my attention stayed focus on those wide blue eyes and generous smiling mouth.  As Mistress unfastened the bungee cords, i was ordered to lie down and offered a refreshing libation of Premier Grand Cru – it’s always a pleasure to receive Mistress’ hospitality.  Suffice to say, little was spilled!

Ordering me back on the bench, Mistress proceeded to experiment with Her e-stim, trying various settings until i was writhing in prolonged agony and ecstasy, until the inevitable happened and the end of the session came, not with a whimper but an exultant, hoarse cry of joy.

What a morning – smacking, flogging, caning, analplay, fvcking, cbt, nipple torture, needles, foot and body worship,watersports, electrics – Mistress had said that limits were to be pushed today.  And Mistress is a Lady of Her word!! i have never felt more mentally and physically exhausted yet invigorated in all my years.  This was a session of Femdom and BDSM at its finest, planned and executed in such a free flowing and relaxed manner that without me realising it, Mistress truly had pushed my boundaries far beyond when we first met, me as a complete novice, just two years ago. i know that my journey with Mistress V will continue for as long as we both are able, secure in the knowledge that whilst in Her Chamber, my experiences may be terrifying but exhilarating and that  safety is never in doubt.

Thank You Mistress V, from the bottom of my soul, for starting to reveal and tending my darkest fantasies.

This was my first time with a Mistress.

Mistress V was amazing, easing my fears and introducing me to being a sissy. She dressed me in lingerie then started me on cocksucking and anal then I had the marvelous experience of worshiping her beautiful body. It was a great experience and I will be going again.

Sissy Suzy

I was lucky enough to visit Mistress V this weekend, for a session we had discussed by email beforehand.

She has a well equipped premises and was more than able to satisfy my wildest fantasies!

I was looking for humiliation, punishment and toilet training and that’s exactly what I got. After some body worship, mistress V transferred me to her spanking bench and gave me a good caning which left me with a sore, striped bottom!

Then it was into her toilet box for hardsports – it was brutal and merciless, exactly what I’d asked for.

Mistress V is an excellent domme, not only with the physical aspects of the session but also with a great understanding of the psychological elements – verbal triggers, atmosphere, anticipation etc.

I am not often in her part of the world but will DEFINITELY be back for more!

Nurse V awaited me at the top of the stairs, dressed in Her dark blue mini skirted uniform and black tights. ‘Today, we’re going to conduct a full medical examination, with particular emphasis on pain response’. ‘Yes, Mistress, thank You Nurse’.

‘Sit in the chair – let’s see how acute your sight, sound and sense of smell are’. Sitting down, with C&B tidilyconstrained by a purple cord with a neat bow in the end, Nurse placed earmuffs and a blindfold on. Trembling with trepidation, my arms were bound to the arms of the chair with tape. I could sense Nurse moving about, shoulders stroked, sensuous feather brushes across torso, nipples tweaked, C&Bslapped – a clicking noise, nipple pain as clamps applied, nose pinched and mouth covered by a warm gloved hand, breathing strained, sharp pain as nipple clamps tugged and twisted,gasping for air as endorphins flowed – release of nose and mouth, breath flows again, more nipple pain as clamps twisted and tugged, dragged down and out, stretching the flesh, C&Bflogged, gently at first, increasing in pressure and tempo, pulsing with the sensation, gasping for air as the burning sensation courses throughout my body. Silence, rasping breath as i recover, trembling from the intensity, arms cut free, blindfold and muffs removed, blinking in the light, Nurse standing over me, grinning.

‘On the bench – time to test flesh resistance.’ Strapped down by yellow bungee cords, firm smacks from Nurse ‘Turning pink nicely’. Buttocks tensing and relaxing – this isn’t too bad; then the paddle ‘Slap! Slap! Slap!’, starting to squirm, no place to go. Flogger next – ‘Swish! Swish! Crack! Swish!’, on and on, staccato rhythm building as Nurse varies the strength and direction of the strokes – jumping as low blows come up between my straddled legs, striking my C&B. ‘Click, Clack’ as Mistress walks away – big breaths, ‘is it over?’ Watching in the mirror as Mistress walks back – ‘Crack’ as Her blue whip strikes my right cheek; ‘Crack’ on the left cheek; ‘Crack’ on the C&B, scrotum tingling. Mistress wields the whip – front hand flick, cross body strike, back-hand volley, Wimbledon next year, the strokes keep coming. Respite, but not for long. Watch Nurse draw a thin cane from Her umbrella stand (novel use LOL), flexing it. Never been caned before – first stroke, sharp intake of breath, clench of muscles, heat and sting persists into the second stroke. Counted to 15 spaced and considered strokes before Mistress stops. ‘How do people take 100’, i question. ‘Practice’, grins the Nurse, ‘as you will one day – now it’s time for your internal exam’

Nurse prepares me with plenty lube, gently probing and stretching before placing the instrument between my cheeks. Pushing slightly, it slides easily into the cavity, and Nurse works it backwards and forwards, more and more vigorously, testing the depth and suppleness of the canal. Satisfied, Nurse returns with a larger instrument, well-lubed, but unfortunately too large for me to accommodate. ‘We’ll need to do some further stretching so i can carry out a proper examination next time’, intoned Nurse, giggling. ‘In the meantime, I’ll complete my examination using my fingers’.

‘Now lie on that board while i, stress test your abdominal and neck muscles’, ordered Nurse. Lying on what looked like a bondage board laid out on the floor, Nurse used the bungee cords to tightly bind me to the floor, trapping my C&B neatly between the criss-crossed cords. Being immobile, Nurse proceeded to use a flogger all about my person, testing skin tone, particularly around my C&B, before positioning Herself over me and, while remorselessly twisting my nipples, urged me to lift my head and attempt to worship the perfumed derriere poised just beyond my reach … sublime psychological teasing coupled with physical torment – Mistress V’s speciality!

Having ascertained my neck muscles had a modicum of strength, Nurse unfastened the bungee straps and ordered me onto the bench for my urological exam. First one, then a slightly thicker, then larger yet and then an even larger before a knobbly sound was inserted and manipulated in my urethra. Sliding the full length of each instrument in and out produces, quite simply, an indescribable experience – totally painless under Nurse’s careful attention, but somehow deeply stimulating. Pronouncing Herself satisfied with the internal condition of my peephole, the next test was to determine the electrical conductivity of the flesh around my scrotum and cock. i can assure you that Nurse V certainly tested that, increasing the e-stim to an intensity and frequency I’ve never quite experienced before. Reducing the frequency to a pleasurable, yet invigorating rate, Nurse said something about needles.

Well, I’m not keen on needles of any sort, and i laughed saying ‘we haven’t done needles in over a year’. Nurse just gave one of Her quiet, secretive smiles, and leaned over me,Her perfumed uniform brushing my forehead. Straightening up, i saw a wipe in one hand, a needle in the other and before i knew it, it was through my left nipple … Gnnnnnnrg! Overall body muscles all work, as everything tensed. Another needle followed – again a teeth-clenching movement, but proud i didn’t scream. The treatment was applied to my right nipple and then my scrotum. Nurse proceeded to test my reflexes by alternately squeezing the needles apart and pulling them together where they crossed in my nipples, and manipulating the needle down below, causing the e-stim to kick into a higher gear. The feeling was intense – i couldn’t honestly say whether it was pleasure or pain – a heady mixture of both as my nipples would attest to, even now.

Pulling the needles out was almost as intense as putting them in, but Nurse eased the feeling by gently massaging them before a final sharp twist with Her manicured nails left them tingling and throbbing.

Did i pass the medical – i think so – I’m still here writing this. How was it? Certainly, the most thorough internal examinations I’ve ever experienced and as for the external – all i can say is that my pain and pleasure censors are in tip-top shape. Top marks to the NHS for training such an articulate, talented, multi-skilled, stunning Nurse practioner. My follow-up is all arranged.

Thank You Mistress V

Mistress provided me with an excellent re-introduction to the dome scene after a few years absence.
I had done HS before but not for a few years. We agreed Mistress would stand over me and deliver onto my chest. I would then clean her ass with my tongue as toilet paper. Pissing would be no problem, gulp, gulp !
Mistress delivered quickly. Warmth covered my chest and neck. Mistress lowered her ass to my face and I reached up with my tongue to clean her. Mistress then teased her delights in and around my mouth. I tried. I consumed , a little , I think. I hope Mistress was pleased ?
The second part of the session was largely devoted to my alter ego. Paula Cockslut. A wannabee cock hungry spunk whore. I have been wanting to develop her for some time and hope Mistress may just help with that now. I wore black opaque stockings. Had I found my fishnets I would have painted my toenails pink. Never mind , Mistress applied red lipstick to Paula, a slutty maids dress and pink peep toe high heels. Mistress then provided Paula her big black cock. If only it were real thought Paula who greedily sucked on it before being given a flogging and then a fucking with a small cock Paula had brought with her. Paula then performed foot worship and as a human ashtray and foot stool before being given opportunity to ‘finish herself off’ which she failed to do – she would much rather finish other cocks off nowadays !
Paula hopes to become a cock sucking bukakkee cum slut and hopes Mistress might just hep her achieve that status.
Maybe a fuller feminisation next time ? The more feminine, the sluttier, the more (hopefully real cock Paula can take).
Thank you Mistress. Paula Cockslut xxx

The session started with a chat about stuff then instruct unreleased when MISTRESS got ready in the toilet came out in stunning Little black dress and killer high heels I kneeled in front of bench mistress give me silky pink and white slut dress to wear to match my pink heels told buy then made to walk lady up and dungeon floor then Kirsty in the front mirror in heels lol 😆 (not a lady ) came warm-up time bend over the bench and strap down and dress lifted and heat came down with straps, cane, floggers, inc hand then nice pink dick was slide up me with instructions keep in when rain of toys back down inc hair brush .then strap down to rack for a refreshing drink of golden amber straight from golden queen then onto med bench were NUSES V restrap down 4 needles slip into my ball sack about 17 inserted them slipping down my saft was sounds tubes with magic ward jiggleing in me then came the vac bed time can’t remember this because I was deep #supspace them more golden amber then locked and strap and cuffed into cage with buck clamps on nipples and sack with nuse V walking them with logger making them jingle all the way the. Zap me with electric knife them released and drank more golden amber. Thanks Mv seen next month

Arriving at Mistress V’s Chambers on a warm morning, Mistress was already prepared for the session, clad in one of Her less formal costumes which emphasised Her stunning figure and long, lithe legs.

With a little time for pleasantries, i was ordered to strip and make my way across Chambers to the bench and mirror. Kneeling before Mistress, my collar and chain was fastened tightly around my neck; back where i feel most relaxed and content.

‘Stand’, ordered Mistress, with a slight upward tug on the collar and lead. Mistress stepped behind me and ordered me to ‘Open’, as a gag was placed in my mouth and fastened tightly above my collar. Never having worn a gag before, it was an unusual feeling, especially as it felt one size too big for my mouth. Still, ‘no pain, no gain’ as the saying goes. Again, stepping behind me, even though i was watching Mistress in the mirror, the blindfold and earmuffs took me by surprise. Sensory deprivation is one of Mistress’ little enhancements, and while i enjoy not knowing what is coming, it’s counterbalanced by not being able to see Mistress as She stalks Her Chamber or hearing Her dulcet, commanding voice. Enough – ‘Shuffle forward, feel with your toes’ was the next command. Having done so, i could feel something about groin height. Yes – it was the pillory again and i was soon trapped in its jaws as Mistress deftly tightened the screws, squeezing my pathetic C&B together into a miniscule space. Mistress started the CBT by lightly dancing a feather all over but concentrating on my midriff. Erect and enjoying the sensation, i gasped through the gag as Mistress fastened a nipple clamp on each of my small nipples. The immediate reaction was to want to bend over, but of course, that would have ended up with a trip to A&E. Standing panting, Mistress continued with the CBT, alternately using a feather and light flogger, sensuous in one area of my anatomy, painful in another. Suddenly, first one then the other clamp fell to the floor with a clang – not enough flesh for them to grip on! Thanking the stars, didn’t do much good – Mistress had another pair which gripped better!

Mistress eventually relented and released me from the pillory and flicking back the blindfold, ordered me onto Her bench. Thoughtfully placing a towel over the leather, as by now the temperature was rising, and allowing me to spit out the gag, i was swiftly strapped in and being subject to a series of well-placed strokes from Mistress, using a strap, flogger and paddle in turn, each implement being applied with increasing fervour until moving on to the next. Mistress didn’t solely concentrate on my buttocks, with random application of the items to my C&B. Concentrating on trying not to flinch as Mistress strikes sometimes works, but the cadence and intensity varies so much and so skilfully that there’s always the stroke that causes a jump – and is accompanied by Mistress’s sensually sadistic laugh.

By this time, my cheeks were a rosy pink colour and Mistress started preparing me for some anal play. Every session I’ve had with Mistress has seen my limits stretched and today was no exception. After what felt like a lifetime of fvcking me with Her dildo, Mistress pronounced ‘You’re going to have an anal orgasm’. Never having had one, i didn’t know what to expect. Mistress vigorously pounded away and suddenly i lost control of all my limbs as i started to shake and quiver uncontrollably. Easing the dildo out, i lay gasping on the bench like a landed fish as Mistress unbuckled the straps. Standing was even worse/better, as everything was still trembling from the intensity of the fvcking I’d just received.

Mistress allowed me a drink of water, before sitting and ordering me on my knees before Her once again. Presenting me with one of Her feet, i was instructed to worship it from toe to heel. Mistress’ exertions and the heat of the morning had combined to give each delicate square centimetre of skin a slightly salty tang, that my tongue lapped up gratefully as iworshipped those beautiful feet in the way Mistress had taught me. First the left foot, then the right. Having worshipped those dainty feet, i was offered the opportunity to worship Mistress’ legs in the same fashion.

Mistress was pleased with my efforts and eventually i was allowed to stand. That was to be short-lived as Mistress commanded me on my back on the floor once again, before providing a thirst-quenching, refreshing glass of pale, warm nectar.

Revived, i was directed to Mistress’ medical bench,whereupon lay 3 sounds; a long thin one, a shorter, thicker ribbed one and what seemed like a long, thick snooker cue. Surely there was no way that was going in my tight little pee-hole! Mistress started with the thin one, carefully applying lube to the end before carefully guiding it into that little hole. ididn’t know where to look – at the glistening steel rod slowly being consumed by my cvck, or at Mistress’ rapt expression as She concentrated on guiding the steel shaft in and out . The sensation was incredible and my cvck responded immediately to the sensation. Removing the thin probe, next in was the shorter thicker knobbly one and, having stretched me with the previous, this slid in painlessly, but with a much tighter feel. After some play with this , Mistress lubed up the snooker cue, and before i knew it, my balls had been well and truly potted. The feeling from the tip right down to the base of my scrotum was intense, as the steel pushed outwards against the natural resistance of my flesh. Producing a vibro, Mistress heightened the sensation by applying it variously to the top of the protruding sound, sending the vibrations all the way down it’s length, and to the sides and head of my cvck. Forget Glastonbury – this was the ultimate sound experience!

I’ve been visiting Mistress V for a couple of years now and in that time, Mistress has taken me from being a BDSM virgin to a sub whom Mistress has nurtured and grown. Never could ihave imagined the delight and satisfaction that Mistress has brought to my life. Each visit has stretched me further, and taken me into new experiences, all carefully managed by Mistress V. Never once have i had to use a safety word – Mistress just knows when enough is enough for a particular session. Subsequent sessions have just increased that capacity to enjoy even more of Mistress V’s prodigious talents.

Thank You, Mistress V.

The sissy slave arrived for yet another session with the Divine Mistress V. Slave has been visiting the Mistress for over three years and has established such trust in her that all sessions are now ‘no limits’ and the slave is always totally under her control.

On arrival the slave gave Mistress the gifts he had brought her. A white rubber hood, a skin stapler, sterile curved sewing needles, feeding gag and evil vampire gloves.

Ordered to strip down to his stockings and suspenders, put on the rubber hood and get across the punishment bench. As the slave had arrived slightly early Mistress had not had time to change into her Mistress clothes so the slave was treated to the sight of seeing her beautiful body. Whilst on the bench he was given a severe hand spanking then given a very severe flogging with her leather whip.

Mistress decided to put the vampire gloves to use. She then proceeded to destroy his back and backside. Then to the medical bench to do his front. (Had to lie on a towel due to how hot it was ,

Slave had requested that shaving of his pubes could be done during the session. Mistress decided that a waxing would be a lot more painful. By god it was. Mistress took get delight in ripping off large areas at a time, laughing all the time. He was also used as an ashtray and made to eat the cigarette butt.

Time for the stapler. The slave can be quite talkative during a session so Mistress decided it was time to shut him up. Simple – staple his lips shut. Mistress then proceeded to staple her initials MV onto his chest. (Must have used at least 50!)

Slave needed the loo so was told to pee in a bottle.

Back onto the bench for the slave to receive a good fucking with a dildo. The fucking machine was then brought into use. Slave had to take it for as long as it took Mistress to smoke a cigarette.

By mutual consent it was decided to cut the session short due the heat: both slave and Mistress were soaking wet. Time to take the staples out. Two would not come out so they were left in for the slave take them out at home.

Whilst slave dried off Mistress decided to add her golden champagne to the bottle in order for the slave to enjoy his cocktail on the train journey home.

Another fantastic session with an incredible beautiful Mistress. Next session he was told that a piss and shit smoothie would be waiting for him on arrival and he would be force fed it if necessary.

Another incredible session. And yes he did drink the piss cocktail on the train.

Thank you Mistress and see you next month.

Arriving at Mistress V’s premises for the first time since before Christmas, I was very much looking forward to our session, but at the same time somewhat more nervous than previous sessions. The nerves were soon forgotten as Mistress had me securely fastened over her punishment bench within minutes of my arrival. I was then subjected to a thorough warm up ready for some serious impact play. A blindfold was then placed on me so that I could not see which implements were being used, but was very much aware that a variety of straps, whips and canes were being used quite vigorously to very good effect. As usual Mistress expertly pushed me to my limits, and stretched those limits a little, for some time, to provide a very intense experience.

Mistress V then moved me over to the medical bench where a mask with breathing hoses was placed over my head. Wearing the mask had the effect of making me feel isolated from my surroundings and forced to focus on whatever Mistress was doing to me. This was a rather strange, but certainly not unpleasant, feeling. Although the mask substantially reduced what could be seen, it was clear that Mistress had a couple of sounds in her hand. After a generous amount of lube had been applied both to the sound and to my cock the thinner one was inserted. This penetrated very easily and mistress quickly moved on to use a thicker one. The sound was then repeatedly slid in and out of my cock producing an unusual but very pleasant physical sensation. Being penetrated in this way by Mistress also has a powerful mental effect (sense of submission/ power exchange?) which adds greatly to the experience.

Mistress then used a vibrator in conjunction with the sound to intensify the sensations. On top of this, Mistress further added to the cocktail of sensations by inserting several needles into one of my nipples. At this point I was drifting off into subspace – absolute magic!

I was then allowed to pleasure myself whilst the needles in my nipple were manipulated in a quite painful way . The resultant mix of sensations, both painful and pleasurable, resulted in a wonderful finale to the session.

Hopefully it will not be long before I will be able to visit for another session and again experience the magic of being under the control of Mistress V.

The session started with a text telling me don’t forget Mistress V coffee. I entered the dungeon mistress was waiting with a warm smile dressed in skin black PVC leggings with a funky t-shirt on inserted me to undress and slip on my sissy maid dress .mistress came around me with nipple clamps and attached them to my balls and dragged me medical bench instruction to kneel mistress hooked the chain around her shoes and opened her present bag I when looking though my gifts tugging the chain making me wince with the pain she inserts the new ball gag with nipple chains attached on me and dragged to bench to get warmed up with carpet better, prison strap, flogger, cane, and whip my arse was very nice warm-up with strips on it. Then came vac bed my 1st time in the bed sent to subspace during that .then came body bag rap up with gas mask with a blindfold on when blow smoke from her cigarettes into the mask as she slapping my balls same time unstraped me dragged me to spanking bench to be used as mistress fuck toy. Then came bowling time my balls used as pins when mistress rolled steels steal hard into me.

Then came my 2nd new experience getting ridden with fuck machine with mistress sitting on me laughing as machine full pounding my arse sore .after that instructed to go back to medical where mistress me a glass of fresh warm piss when she inserted needles my nipples then started on sack inserting 26 needles in nice pattern lol last not lay on the floor second drink of hot warm piss straight from mistress before used left me with nice fart as thank you present straight into my mouth.

Pincushion

I arrived to session with mistress v for the third time. . Mistress is certainly like a box of chocolates. You are not sure what you will get.
This time she collared me. Made me step on to her pillory stand. Fastened my cock and balls tightly in it and handcuffed my wrists and chained them to my collar.
My cock got a good beating.and she tawsed my back and bottom.removing me from the pillory i was next fastened on the bench. Strapping hard caning whipping and ball beating came next.lying on the bench she put needles in my nipples and twisted them. The cig torture on my cock and balls came next..
I was truly in subspace now .but skillfully mistress pushed my limits hard but knew when to ease the pain.
Last i went in the t/box for my reward and received my food and drink.she allowed me to come in my hand and made me eat it.. Wow. What a session..
Thank you mistress.

Mistress didn’t waste any time. After a brief discussion, my C&B were tightly bound and i was ordered over the bench. Looking Amazonian in Her short pleated leather skirt and black leather stilettos showing off the shapeliest legs, i was swiftly tied down and after my collar was fitted tightly around my neck, a soft flogger was soon employed on my backside and dangly bits, which were by now not so dangly! Sliding the bench sideways so’s i could look in the mirror, i was impressed by the precision and deftness of the strokes being applied. That wasn’t to last for long.

Producing a soft velvet blindfold, all my senses and being were then focused on the succession of implements applied to my upended rear. The soft flogger, a more severe flogger, a paddle and then the cane; all expertly placed and measured. I’d never been caned before, so this was yet another new experience on my ongoing journey with Mistress V. Mistress likes Her pretty patterns and i did my best to provide the appropriate canvas for Her artistry. i think Mistress probably went easy on me, it being a first time and all, so although the strokes hurt at the time and produced nice welts that are now turning into nice purple bruises, there was no broken skin and no bloody mess to clean up. ‘What a wimp’ you cp afficionados may exclaim, but for me it was a major milestone that Mistress has worked me up to over a period of time and a number of sessions.

When satisfied with Her handiwork, Mistress lubed me up andi was soon experiencing the delights of being stretched by Mistress and Her toys. Again, when i first met Mistress i was an anal virgin, and again, through Her patient tuition, i have progressed to the point where i can accommodate a modest toy without discomfort and enjoy the sensation as Mistress rocks backwards and forwards, pushing the pseudo cock deep inside.

Suitably stretched, i was released from the bindings and the blindfold removed. Standing, i realized that i had little control of my body, with all my muscles trembling as a result of the caning and fvcking. Fortunately, i didn’t have to stand long as, having had a pair of nipple clamps attached, Mistress ordered me down on all 4’s in front of Her fvcking machine. Unfortunately, that didn’t stop the trembling – however the rhythmic pounding of the machine did sort that out in short order. After a sustained period of pleasure on the machine, Mistress switched it off and ordered me over to Her swing.

Hoisting myself up into the swing, i eagerly awaited Mistress’ attention. Little did i know that i was about to enjoy one of the most erotic experiences of my life. With Mistress’ cvck in me and thrusting deeply, Mistress leaned over and pinching my nostrils between forefinger and thumb, covered my mouth with the remainder of Her gloved hand. The other hand teased and twisted my nipples (already tender from the clamps) mercilessly, all the while thrusting and laughing. The sensations were incredible. There was no singular point of pleasure – my whole body was quivering with the intensity of the last couple of hours; my buttocks tingling, nipples being stretched and twisted, breathing restricted by Mistress and the insistent pounding as Mistress thrust Her pink cvck deeply inside me. Sensing i had taken enough today (there’s little point in experiencing everything at once – leave something (e.g. the BBC) to look forward to), Mistress withdrew and unshackled my legs, ordering me to kneel on the floor in front of Her chair.

Kneeling was good – i don’t think i could have stood for very long as the trembling knees had started again. Instructing me to worship Her feet, by now slightly damp with perspiration from Her exertions, was a relaxing and strangely sensual experience, as i focused on bathing every square centimetre,in thanks for the effort and exertion Mistress had expended on my behalf. First one foot, then the other, until Mistress told me to stop. i must have performed adequately, as Mistress then blessed me with the opportunity to worship Her delightful derriere. What a climax to yet another fantastic session with Mistress V.

It’s impossible to describe the many ways during a session in which Mistress interacts with one, constantly teasing and heightening the overall experience. Her voice, laugh, attitude constantly changes – soft and sensual, firm and demanding – but always respectful of any boundaries that may have been agreed (although these may be stretched somewhat). Over time , Mistress has encouraged and, through patient training, raised my capabilities to both enjoy and participate more actively in Her sessions. When first i started seeing Mistress,i never dreamed that i would, one day, proudly wear the stripes on my buttocks which are now turning a technicolour hue of yellows, purples and blues, nor that i would ever be fvcked by a beautiful woman. It just shows what a life changing experience meeting Mistress V can really be.

With all that’s been going on in this past year it was such a relief that I finally get to make an appointment with Mistress. Needless to say, as I approached Mistress’s door, I was really quite nervous.

I slowly walked up those stairs that looked so familiar from Mistress’s pictures and was greeted by an incredible vision – Mistress in crotch high boots and an amazing tight black bodice. WOW!! My eyes nearly popped out of my head! My gaping didn’t last long as Mistress immediately instructed me to get on my knees and worship her boots while she had a relaxing cigarette. I was in heaven, how I’d missed being under Mistress’s control, I couldn’t believe that I once again had the honour of worshipping her divine boots.

On finishing her cigarette, I was instructed to undress and told to follow her, on my knees, to the bench where I knelt as she put on her new leather opera gloves. What an amazing sight that was, seeing her wearing them nearly blew my mind. As the CBT started, I could not believe that I was being touched again by Mistress through that beautifully soft leather. I had real difficulty controlling myself and felt sure that I would explode. Mistress’s touch is just beyond compare. I do not have the words to describe the feelings that were racing through my overloaded brain.

Prior to the session Mistress had instructed me to stretch my man pussy so that she would be able to fuck me with her BBC. Now was the moment of truth, had all that stretching paid off, would I be able to take it? The dildos she was going to use on me were placed on the bench so I could see what I had coming. I was confident that I could take all the small ones, but seeing the BBC up close and personal did make me nervous. Would I disappoint Mistress? Mistress, however, had every confidence that, with some gentle encouragement, I wouldn’t have any problems.

Strapped to the bench Mistress started to work, gradually moving up the sizes and I was taking them all in my stride, then it came to the BBC! Watching her put it on was both fascinating and intimidating. Then she stepped behind me and slowly started to ease it in. With each gentle thrust it got deeper and deeper, but not fully in. It was time for a different approach, time for the swing! Fantastic, ever since Mistress got it I’ve wanted to be suspended, gazing into those beautiful eyes as Mistress pounds into me. I couldn’t believe that it was actually going to happen!

Once in the swing, to add to my excitement, Mistress attached electrodes to my already throbbing cock, this was going to be just amazing. Mistress stepped towards me and slowly inserted the BBC. WOW! Looking into Mistress’s eyes as she entered me was even better than I’d imagined. In no time at all I’d taken the whole length of the BBC and Mistress was giving me the fucking that I’d longed for.

Mistress, I belong to you now and forever. Thank you so much for allowing me to be your slave.

Second visit to mistress v and long overdue donning a maids outfit and a very lifelike top-notch wig (that will cost me on my next visit lol)mistress led me to the spanking bench and begin to warm my bottom up. As the implements and pain started to intensify, mistress announced “i remember now you have quite a high tolerance don’t you” bugger. Caught out lol *thawk!* “mm now I’m getting a reaction *laughs” mistress really ramped it up then and was really enjoying making me dance (as much as the restraints allowed) “I’m going to beat you, then fuck you, she gleefully announced as the thrashing continued” Beating over, mistress starts with a smaller dildo and plays with my ass once I was sufficiently relaxed she fitted her harness and begin to fuck my ass. after a good pegging she left me to relax for a moment, “don’t get to comfortable, I’m not done with fucking that mancunt of yours” I was led to the fucking machine, and had my ass lined up with the dildo. What followed was a long fucking at various speeds and tempos as mistress watched, laughed and commented on how much i was enjoying it, how i needed to be prepped for a real cock “once were done here you will be sucking that dildo clean slut” *gulp* how humiliating… “That’s it clean your own shit up then you can taste mine I can feel it on the way” this was all building to the main event, to serve as mistress full toilet Mistress had me clean and worship her ass which was sweaty and a little dirty (by design) and I enjoyed the privilege of worshipping mistress v’s fantastic ass but alas good things come to an end “get in the box, i need to shit” and shit she did, i manged to eat it this time without been forced which i am very proud of “good girl”, mistress smiled down at me in her toilet box I begin to relax a little till a gloved hand smeared in shit pushs into my mouth”here you missed a bit” *more laughter* for the finale, since I was a good slut, mistress told me I would be allowed to cum on her boots and lick it up. I begin to jerk as her ass comes into view, her VERY dirty ass, as mistress had not wiped and as it descended towards me, I thought guess im going to be toilet paper too, but no mistress had other ideas. At the last moment, her ass moved back, and I found my nose getting wedged deep in her crack and into her asshole as she laughed and got comfortable. All I could taste was shit, all I could smell was shit and mistress was giving me a verbal tirade of degrading comments, about how I was getting her shit forced up my nose and my upcoming slimy clean up job. I didn’t last long and came hard, and ate it all up. Brilliant second session, Mistress V is an amazing woman who genuinely enjoys her craft, and it makes all the difference when in a session with her. Book now you won’t regret it

Immediately on arrival the slave was instructed to strip down to his sissy stockings and suspenders.

Mistress was on the phone so the slave was told to worship her very expensive Louboutin heels. Never has the slave been able to suck such a rare pair of heels.

When Mistress decided they were clean enough he was dragged by his ear to the whipping bench, Once secured Mistress carried out a very severe flogging, leaving heavy welts and scars on his back and backside. Slave took the punishment well without needing to be gagged. (As he usually is) He isn’t really to anal but Mistress had it was time to change this. First a dildo then Mistress gave him a good fucking with her strap on. Save was made to clean his own shit from the dildo after Mistress had finished.

Once released Mistress fastened the slave into the cock pillory. Whilst in it she tortured his cock and balls.

Mistress secured the slave onto her bench in order to carry out her favourite pastime – needle play.

Mistress inserted numerous needles through his cock and balls Tried to sew his cock shut but the stiches wouldn’t hold. ( Slave instructed to get medical grade needle for the next visit)

Mistress then fed him with her fresh shit.

Told to wank with the needles still in place. Couldn’t come so was told to go home.

Removing the needles himself – just as well he was in a nappy, blood went everywhere.

Am I going to see her again?

Already booked

Yet another perfect session with Mistress V. Just when you think it can’t get any better, it really does. As well as providing and enjoying the most accomplished, remarkable sessions, Mistress V is scintillating company. She also has the most beautiful face ever, a perfect figure and legs that seem to go on forever.

The session started with a gentle flogging that rapidly and inexorably guided me into deep subspace, moving onto a paddle followed by the cane. Mistress V is the consummate expert in combining and intermingling pain with pleasure. There’s no-one better and probably no-one as good. Mistress V gets into your head and stays there for the entire session.

We then moved on to rope bondage, CBT, nipple clamps and flogging my back, accompanied by plenty of spit, spat directly into my mouth. I really love Mistress V’s spit. She knows it and gives me plenty of it to drink.

Time to be taken to the medical couch for needle play. My nipples were treated to six needles each.

Next up was watersports delivered via a funnel. Mistress V had deliberately drunk plenty of water so she could give me plenty of her delicious pee to drink. I thought the flow would never stop and I loved every drop.

I was then attached to the sling and Mistress V took me with a large, thick strapon. Being able to look at Mistress V’s stunningly beautiful face while being taken with a strapon is a truly magical experience.

Last but not least I was strapped to the inverter and inverted for more watersports, more spit then the most explosive orgasm.

Mistress V somehow manages to squeeze the maximum amount of sheer pleasure into every session. This is the very pinnacle of BDSM expertise and enjoyment; the most elite experience possible.

Standing naked and blindfolded, hands hanging by my side, breathing shallowly as i strain to hear the noises behind me. What is Mistress doing? What is about to happen? Will it be pain, pleasure or that heady amalgam of both that Mistress V specialises in?

The blindfold is removed and Mistress is standing in front of me, Her long shapely legs in high gloss high heeled shoes,Her voluptuous yet trim figure constrained by a black lace up body, revealing a black brocade bra. The pleasure! The pain is the two nipple clamps Mistress swiftly attaches to my nipples, tugging to make sure they are gripping tightly; a hood over my head, ‘Legs apart, slave’, and Mistress produces a multi-tongue flogger from behind Her perfectly formed derriere and starts lightly stroking my cock and balls.

Tightly grabbing hold of my now erect member, Mistress leads me across to the mirror. Re-assuming the position, Mistress continues to flog me from behind, increasing the strength and weight of subsequent blows. Her gloved hand comes over my mouth and pinches my nose, while continuing to flog. Releasing Her hand, i can breathe again, but only for a brief moments as Her hand repeats the previous action multiple times. Turning me round, i look into Mistress’ blue eyes as the flogging continues and the strings attached to the nipple clamps are tugged. My whole body is now joining in the joyful chorus in response to Mistress’ teasings.

Ushering me to Her bench, Mistress straps me down; the clamps on my nipples pressing into the soft padded leather, exerting a constant, inward-pointing pressure in addition to the constriction they engender. Mistress continues with the light flogger – cheeks, upper back of my thighs and not forgetting between my legs. Cheeks now a bright pink, Mistress swaps the flogger for Her blue, single-tail whip and proceeds to lay strokes from different angles and with different weights, until all the nerves are tingling. Laying down the whip, Mistress picks up Her ‘Cat o-nine tails’ and repeats the exercise. By now my whole body is shaking from the intensity of Mistress’ ministrations. i don’t believe it – from my first visit where i said to Mistress ‘I don’t see what people get out of being physically beaten’ to my second visit where i received a gentle smacking, to being flogged and whipped and relishing the prospect – such is the persuasive power of Mistress’ charms and ever so carefully and safely managed stretching of boundaries.

Unstrapping me, but still prone on the bench with the nipple clamps doing their bit, Mistress pronounced it was time for some ass play. A soft, flexible rubber dildo was produced and with minimum of fuss, was pushed to where the sun doesn’t shine. Mistress proceeded to use the toy to gently, then more forcibly, fvck me. Again, something i would never have thought possible a few visits ago. By now i was encouraging Mistress, who only too willingly acquiesced to my urgings. My trust in Mistress grows with every encounter, knowing from experience that while being strict and demanding, nothing is more important than the safe mutual enjoyment of a D/s session.

Suitably loosened and stretched, i was shepherded to Mistress’ swing where after hoisting myself in, Mistress shackled my legs. Mistress removed the nipple clamps and, as i was arcing up at the pain of the release, slid Her pink strap-on between my legs. Mistress responded vigorously to my obvious pleasure, unselfishly not sparing herself as She thrust strongly against me. My pleasure was obvious, both in the delight on my face and in the way in which other parts of my anatomy responded.

As always, every good thing comes to an end and as Mistress unshackled me, i tottered to my feet. Ordering me to lie on the rug, i was treated to a magnum of Mistress’ special vintage Champagne. Having been warned not to spill any at pain of the blue tailed whip once again, i strove to do my best to honour Mistress’ command. However, honesty won the day, and i was back over Mistress bench, feeling the kiss of Her whip once again. ‘Was it deliberate’, you may ask? Not really, it was just one of those things that turns out to have a good ending, which ever way one looks at it.

As Mistress rested from Her exertions, i was ordered to first polish Her shoes and then worship and massage Her feet. Having previously had the privilege of worshipping Mistress petite toes, i slowly and carefully used my tongue and lips to ensure that no square millimetre of skin went unrewarded for such a fine session as Mistress had just bestowed on me.

Without doubt, Mistress V is sensuous, perceptive and imaginative, pushing boundaries in a safe controlled manner, in Her well-equipped chambers. Many more visits will be required from me before my exploration of basic BDSM with Mistress V will be complete, let alone some of the more exotic pleasures that I’ve yet to pluck up the necessary courage to ask Mistress if She will deign to honour me with. From a complete novice, Mistress has guided and encouraged me to explore my feelings and, with Her by my side, i will be forever indebted if She will honour me with Her presence as ido so. Thank You Mistress V.

I arrived on time for my morning session with mistress..she could tell i was excited

So we had a chat for a few short while and then i stripped and she put my collar and lead on she walked me over too the bench.. she secured me down tight and started beating my bottom and balls with a crop.. then came a hard caning..

I knew that my meal was coming next..

She led me over and put me in her toilet box..i could feel the electrics being attached to my hard cock..

She said this was to make me eat her shit.

She said open wide slave and filled my mouth . I held it for a while and felt the electrics increase.and my i started eating 

Her waste.. she pissed in my mouth pushed in more shit and put the electrics

Higher.. 

I finished my enjoyable meal and then mistress allowed me to cum in my hand and swallow it while she tweaked my nipples..

I was in sub space and needed to lie for a few minutes to reflect on a amazing session with my cruel sadistic but loving mistress.

See you soon. 

Slave D