Arrived and got ready as usual. Chatting as usual mistress ties me to her bondage board upon her medical bench, shoulders to knees as she knows I’m partial to a lot of tight bondage. Head back, eyes closed as usual enjoying letting her do her magic leaving what she wants to do up to her…

First was nipple clamps screwed tightly on each nipple before a vibrator got tied between my legs, tip right against my clit. Squirming I orgasmed and orgasmed whilst not being able to move away from the vibe. Holding her hands over my face telling me to hold my breath for her I orgasmed again and fell into subspace.

This is where I’ve lost count of what happened for a while as I was in subspace heaven. Both nipples were released and big needles pushed through both whist she replaced the vibe with an electronic dildo that she hand fucked me with her electro probe it shocked inside my pussy, whist she left it in there she applied her tens machine all around my pussy and clit and had her fun with me sending me deeper and deeper with more and more orgasms until I squirted all over board.

Over to the bench next, strapped down… ‘I’m going to fuck you’ blindfolded and muffed, she slid her strap into me hard and fast relentlessly until I came again.. & she decided it was time for a bigger one now.

Not being able to hear, not fully understanding what was about to happen.. she slid the next strap on into me whilst using deep heat on my clit, & on the strap.. as it started burning, fucking me harder and deeper.. she slipped a gloved finger covering in my bum & massaged some deep heat in there as I came from the over stimulation of the entire session whilst it burned in the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt.

Coming down she thought I deserved a few stripes to go home with. 6 canes cold to the bottom. Sore I came around and eventually came back to life unfortunately.

I’m the subspace princess cause she’s the fucking queen! 👑 one of the most interesting and original sessions we’ve had yet!

I booked a 4 hour session thinking i could take anything my Mistress could deal out. How wrong i was.

I was lead to the bondage bench, tied down, legs wide apart. Mistress smiled at me as she began to destroy my cock and balls. I soon became aware, that me asking for them to be severely punished was the right (and wrong) thing to do. Needles, scratching, flogging, caning, they didn’t look the same as they did 40 minutes ago.

Mistress can be gentle but also merciless. 🙂

Once my cock and balls had been taught a lesson, it was my buttocks turn. I was ordered to mount the caning chair, strapped down and this is where i broke. It all started so well, light taps with a soft whip, then Mistress swapped to something a little firmer. Before i knew it, Mistress had a cane in her hand and she was determined i was going to be hurt. After a few well aimed strokes, this is where I couldn’t take it anymore. Mistress laughed at me as i cried in pain. Mistress rubbed her hand over my buttocks, “Not that tough now are you” she giggled.

The Electro E-stim was my favourite though. Tied around my cock and balls, while I’m strapped to the bench, it tingled at first. As the power was increased so was the sensation. After a few minutes of it slowly being turn up, my penis and testicles were alive with sensation. I was so, so damn horny by now. Thats when i blurted it out, “Hurt me please Mistress” i shouted, my penis and testicles buzzing with delight. The pain I felt through my genitals for the next 5 seconds is something i will never ever forget.

I can’t wait to return… 🙂

Discussing with Mistress V what may happen over the next 90 min, I explain my desire to give up control, some idea of my limits and the fine line between pleasure and pain. I do not claim to have a high pain threshold and Mistress clearly enjoys some of the more severe aspects but she smiles knowingly, it is clear that she understands me better than myself. I feel in safe hands.

Undressed, I crawl towards her. Bound to the wall I am blindfolded and ear muffs placed. Deaf and blind I am only vaguely aware of Mistress moving around me. Sensual touch intertwines with sharper toys. The uncertainty of what next and where next concentrates the anticipation. Mistress treads the fine line perfectly, stretching my limits but seeming to know exactly where they are. The delightful crackle of a violet wand pushes me further.

A moments relief to be untied, but quickly placed on a bench and restrained for a variety of whips and canes. This time I can hear Mistress’s taunts, and encouragements, urging me to take a little more, stretching my limits again.

A break from the pain/pleasure. Lying on the floor with Mistress astride me I am treated to her piss. A perfect mix of excitement/humiliation.

Off to her medical room and placed on her couch. I am not restrained physically, but her instruction is enough to ensure I am not going anywhere. A mixture of more sharp toys and face sitting, then something new.

“Has anyone used sounds on you?” “No” “ OK, lets try” “Errr.. OK?”

Mistress is clearly skilled in this and with great delicacy the first sound disappears into my cock. It is an unusual sensation and I worry that it will disappear entirely, but am rapidly reassured that I am still in safe hands. Over the next few mins progressively larger sounds stretch me – almost painfully, but not quite. Mistress’s skill in treading my fine line is perfect again.

With the end of our time approaching Mistress announces that she has one more little treat for me. Some noises out of my sight and she is back to sit across my face, holding me down. Quickly my nipple is held and a sharp pain- a needle through my nipple! My cry is muffled by her arse and any struggling contained by her weight.
This should not have come as a surprise to me – we had discussed it 90 mins ago as something that we could try- but with everything else that has happened it had escaped my mind. This hurt – no mistake, yet there is also satisfaction and pride in overcoming this – for Mistress.

A final chat before returning to the real world. Mistress is delightful, approachable understanding and I would suspect entirely unshockable.
I can only hope to spend more time with her in the future when we can push my limits a little further.
Thank you Mistress

What can I say? I am a true submissive and from the very first moment in my session I felt totally controlled and overwhelmed. Mistress V has a sensitivity and full understand of being a true Dominant. I was asked to strip naked and kneel in front of her. She then slowly applied clamps to my nipples and made me worship her wonderful booted legs and body. To keep me subdued she applied poppers and then wrapped me in plastic and tormented me, not releasing me till she was happy I will continue to comply with her demands for adoration. Mistress V is amazing and I hope that my training will continue soon very soon I cant wait to visit her again

My first visit to Mistress V – A New players experience

My very first experience in to Bondage did not begin with Mistress V. I have been a secret submissive fantasists for a few years and this past few months I decided to act on my Kinks. I went to see another mistress before I had even found Mistress V and the experience left me unfulfilled.

I first Contacted Mistress V via the website i outlined my desires as a submissive and my need to serve. Mistress was quick to respond and before I knew it we had a session Booked.

( The day of our session arrives ) I call Mistress V to confirm my attendance and she supplied me with the address and instructions. I walked through the door 8 Minutes early and a euphonious voice flows down the Stairs ( lock the door and come up ). I remember thinking that’s it I’m now in Mistress V’s world. I walked up stairs and as I reached the top Mistress V was stood there with a warm welcoming smile. She handed me a face mask ( For social Distancing reasons ) and invited me to come kneel at her feet to discuss my kinks, experiences and what it was I wanted to gain from our time together. At this point I remember thinking to myself how beautiful Mistresses eyes were peaking out from behind her mask and how I wanted to impress her with my obedience and willingness to hand myself over for her pleasure.

After our chat mistress ordered me over to the changing room and told me to strip naked I did this without a second thought I folded my clothes and presented my naked body to mistress. In a firm Voice Mistress told me to stand under the A frame legs speed wide exposing my my genitalia. Mistress cuffed my ankles to the Board and shackled my hands behind my back eyes coved and ear defenders on . At this point i had no control and my sole purpose was being a play thing for Mistress V’s enjoyment. I remember everything that was done to me while I was shackled to the Frame ( but that’s for me ) I will say that Mistress V has the most seductive look in her eyes as she has her way with you.

After Mistress had done with my exposed body she untied me and ordered me over to her pegging Bench. I was tied down and before I know it I was no longer an anal virgin. Mistress seemed to take pride in fucking my ass as she firmly thrust her dildo inside me again and again.

After the pegging I was locked inside a tall slim cage with my balls literally in a vice. I could see mistress V was having so much fun as I was locked up unable to move as she played with me. The pride I felt as Mistress Recorded me was unreal.

I was then ordered inside the bondage bag zipped inside Mistress placed a gas mask over my head and added poppers ( my first experience with them ). I was a very lucky boy because mistress wanted to use my face as a stool unable to move mistress placed her perfect arse on my face. Mistress then decided my cock needed some more work and she added Electricity to it. ( this is a must for anyone ). Having electricity pulsing through your cock with a sharp unexpected jolt at Mistress V’s desecration is the best feeling ever.

With our session coming to an end I can safely say it was exactly what I was looking for in a first time experience as soon as I was bound and vulnerable I fell in to the fabled sub space and didn’t want it to end. I can’t stop thinking about it even know as I write this I am thinking when can I return to see Mistress V knowing full well the limits will be pushed even further. After all My pain is Mistress V’s pleasure !.

Thank you for the most amazing time mistress I hope my words have managed to do justice to your skill wisdom and Beauty.

Your new Sub S.

The slave had previously sessioned with the Divine Mistress and had complete trust in her so had requested that this one was ‘no limits’ one. Mistress was free to do whatever she desired.

The slave arrived already wearing stockings, suspenders and a nappy. (The reason for the nappy will become clear later)

Mistress greeted the slave at her new premises, dressed in casual clothes. Once inside the slave immediately got to his knees to worship her shoes.

He was then led upstairs into ‘The chamber’. Once there he was told to strip down to his stockings and his frilly panties. He was instructed to get a sissy dress that was hanging up and put it on.

Mistress then secured the sissy to the whipping bench and gagged him with a penis gag smeared with her shit.

With the slave watching, Mistress then changed into ‘her Mistress clothes’.

Slave was privileged to see the wonderful site of Mistress’s naked body, as she put on bra, suspenders, stockings and flimsy see through panties. A pair of ultra-high platform shoes completed her outfit.

Once she was dressed, his bottom was then given a severe hand spanking. When his bottom was a nice shade of red Mistress lowered his panties and proceeded to administer a prolonged strapping with one of her favourite straps. By the time Mistress stopped, the slave was crying from the agony he was in. To complete his punishment Mistress delivered six very hard cane strokes, that will take weeks to disappear. (Probably until the next session!)

The slave was then released from the whipping bench then made to get on the medical table and be fastened down with leather straps. A tubed gas mask was put on so the slave would be made to inhale Mistress’s exhaled smoke and some poppers. Now it was time for one of Mistress’s beloved pastimes – needle play. Numerous long needles were inserted through both nipples with Mistress playing with them to inflict more pain. Mistress decided his cock needed a crown of thorns and also some through his shaft and balls. When the needles were removed he bled like a stuffed pig. The nipples stopped bleeding quite easily but his cock would not – hence the reason for the nappy!

Now was the time for his most dreaded humiliation. To be Mistress’s full toilet slave. Instructed to open his mouth, Mistress used an open mouth gag to keep it ready for his fresh breakfast that was to come. Lying on the floor slave now had the gorgeous sight of her beautiful arse hole descending on to his face. It opened and the shit fell straight into his mouth. Slave struggled to chew but Mistress put her hand over his mouth to force him to swallow. He was helped by the addition of her pungent champagne.

Another wonderful session with a gorgeous Mistress, but now I can’t wait for the next visit – already booked. The next session will entail me getting tattooed with her name on his chest and his new name POTTY MOUTH. (He already has V branded on his backside)

slave – potty mouth

First visit

Having emailed and chatted about the visit I was still nervous being my first visit but plucked up the courage and drove the 98 miles.

I arrived and was told to remove my trainers and then go up the stairs, after doing to covid per-cautions I stripped naked and was told to put a dress on, I had never worn one before and it felt good.

Over the bench for impact play, and then off to medical bench for needles, e stim, and candle wax, oh and a sound.

Then some water sports.

I was new to most of what I did today, but felt safe yet pushed all the time. It was a great time and the 2 hours flew by. Will certainly be back for visit number 2.

Arrived for my two hour session. As this was my first session for over 6 months, the usual nervousness and feelings of anticipation seemed even more noticeable.

After a quick shower I was soon over the spanking bench for a really good warm up. Mistress then proceeded to use a wide variety of implements with enthusiasm, interspersed with calming caresses. This included a significant number of fairly hard strokes of the cane. Usually I find the cane one of the most difficult implements to mentally process and enjoy. However, whilst still challenging, on this occasion I found the cane strokes the most satisfying component of the impact play part of the session. Perhaps the extended length of time since the previous session had increased my masochistic tendencies!

It was then off to the medical room for one of my favourite activities – needle play. As usual this was particularly intense, especially when Mistress placed needles in my nipples. Needle play is probably the most intense session activity for me. However Mistress V has a knack with this type of play to ensure that I am always calm and feel safe, allowing me invariably to drop into subspace.

The session ended with Mistress applying some very pleasurable electro stimulation to my cock.

Another very enjoyable session. I will certainly not be waiting another 6 months before my next visit to Mistress V.

Opening the door with her customary, warm welcoming smile, Mistress ushered me up the ‘Stairway to Heaven’, made famous by Led Zeppelin and a number of posts on Mistress’ web-site. Today was going to be a fun day – I’d just seen on a Twitter post what Mistress had in store for me today in our session. I always enjoy chatting to Mistress, an intelligent warm, witty Dominatrix who also happens to be as gorgeous in life as she is in image. Not letting on too much in detail as to what I might expect today, I completed my preparations and presented myself on bowed knees before Mistress in her dungeon playroom. Mistress fastened my collar around me, then placed a blindfold around my eyes and defenders over my ears. Leaving me standing, otherwise unencumbered, Mistress went to get changed. The trepidation and anticipation continued to build ….

After a couple of minutes I could hear Mistress return, the sound of her heels muffled by the ear defenders … then silence! My heart started racing – what was Mistress’ first move going to be, was it going to be pain or pleasure? Neither – from behind and without warning she clasped her leather clad hands around my mouth and nose; I tried to breathe normally but was soon only conscious of the darkness and smell of the leather as it filled my nostrils. By now, I was totally under Mistress’ spell and control – I realised that this session was going to tax my total submission to Mistress – without Her say so, I wasn’t even going to be allowed to breathe. After two or three cycles of restricting my breathing and while I was panting with the exhilaration of free breath, Mistress tightened a spiked collar around my C&B, pulling until I could feel the pressure of the spikes pressing into the skin, without actually puncturing it. I was soon conscious of a growing tightness and increasing sensation as Mistress tugged on a lead attached to the collar, before leading me around her dungeon to her cross. Mistress is provocative – the lead was so short I was forced to walk hard up against her delightful derriere as she strutted around her domain. Poor me – Ha! Ha!

Fastened to her cross, Mistress began mercilessly teasing and twisting my nipples before producing a couple of nipple clamps which she proceeded to attach to my nips and continue to tease them by alternately pulling on them, sometimes just stretching and other times yanking so hard they came free, with resultant mixture of winces and gasps respectively. All the while this was going on, Mistress was yanking on the lead attached to the C&B strap, interspersed with sharp pinching of my exposed scrotum so the sensations racing up and down my spine were intense, then settled by Mistress soothing my torso with gentle caresses. This lady certainly knows how to tease and arouse! All the while, I was still blindfolded and my hearing muffled, so all this was being conducted with the only point of reference being Mistress’ touch. Talk about sensory overload!

Unstrapping me from the cross, I was led to Mistress’ bench, where, with her assistance, I assumed the position. Swiftly strapped down, a few gentle taps from Mistress’ hands soon developed into a rhythmic tattoo, using my buttocks as the big bass drum. Just as I settled into the rhythm, Mistress would either change it, the ferocity, or yank on the lead still attached down below, just so I didn’t get too complacent. To keep me interested in proceedings, Mistress produced a vibro and, teasing me mercilessly with smacks and vibro on my C&B, I was soon edging my way into subspace. At that point, Mistress started using some of her other implements – the ‘Slave’ Paddle, a multi tongued flogger and a new flogger which I didn’t actually see, but certainly felt as Mistress concluded this part of our session with an increasing tempo and ferocity of well-placed strikes. By now I was totally zoned out, and unstrapping me Mistress removed the blindfold to reveal herself in all her magnificent glory – tight red and black PVC trousers tucked in fine black high heeled leather boots, and with her magnificent embonpoint lightly supported by a black halter top with superimposed multicoloured brocade. Stunning!!!

Shaking and trembling with the endorphins coursing through me, Mistress led me by my C&B lead into the Medic room, where I was instructed me to stand with my hands by my side. Removing the collar, Mistress produced a large roll of blue cling film and started wrapping me. It initially felt strange but then became strangely soothing as Mistress worked around my torso from my neck down to my crotch, and then from my crotch down to my knees, leaving only a small gap to ease my C&B out. I guessed they played some part in Mistress’ master plan for the session, and I wasn’t disappointed. By now the trembling had ceased, and with the aid of a small heater thoughtfully provided by Mistress, I was soon warming up nicely in my plastic cocoon, as Mistress aided me in lying down on her bench. Once down, that was it – like a large blue caterpillar I could only move by arching my body and wriggling into the commanded position.

Mistress reached over into her side tray and, without me seeing what she had extracted, proceeded to ‘massage’ my C&B protruding through the clingfilm with her neat little pinwheel. Up and down, left and right, those sharp little spikes teasing the nerves underlying the skin. Not quite a nettle itch, but certainly enticing enough for my old man to take an interest in the proceedings. Swapping the single wheel for a double-wheeled implement, Mistress continued to tease and infuriate at the same time. You know that itch you want to scratch? Well I couldn’t, being wrapped up as tight as Tutankhamun in my clingfilm bandage! Putting the pinwheels away, Mistress extracted a small sound from her medical kit, and with great concentration and a small amount of lube, proceeded to gently ease the 9 inch shaft of stainless steel into the head of my old man. Anyone who has read previous chapters of my journey will know how much he enjoys Mistress’s ministrations with steel and so it ensued for a considerable period of time, progressing to the largest diameter in the kit.

Putting the sounds aside, Mistress decided we needed a mid-session break and asked if I was thirsty. Replying in the affirmative, Mistress treated me to a long refreshing glass of champagne. I must confess to gulping it as she poured mouthful after mouthful into my mouth (remember, I’m still cocooned in cling-film with my head hanging over the end of her bench)! Leaving me to lick the last drops from my lips, Mistress returned with a pair of hospital scissors and started cutting me out of my thermal wrap. It had set like a pliable wax, and peeling it away from my skin, while good to feel fresh air again, caused a certain amount of discomfort as it forcibly plucked at the few hairs my chest is wont to grow.

Mistress then commanded me to remove her long, black leather boots before inviting me to massage her back and delightful derriere. What an honour!! It is my great delight to be able to give back to Mistress a small amount of the attention that She has expended on my behalf. When Mistress was suitably relaxed and satisfied with my efforts, I was commanded to lie on the bench once again.

Mistress produced her e-stim equipment and proceeded to place the loops around my C&B. Starting off at a low power, the gentle pulsating rhythms rapidly excited my old man. Increasing the power slowly, the tension became almost unbearable. Mistress has the inclination to experiment in everything she does, which is extremely satisfying in itself but can be disconcerting, especially when the power on an e-stim device is rapidly increased. Fortunately, Mistress is also very tuned to your physical responses and knows when the limit (for today) has been reached.
This section of my journey with Mistress V again covered some new and deeper experiences than previously. I still haven’t reached the point where I think the experience has plateaued – in fact each session generates a desire to go further and harder to please Mistress. Complete novice or seasoned slave, Mistress V will take you as far as you feel able to go plus maybe that little bit further than you thought you could manage. Mistress V is a totally Professional Dominatrix – put your fears aside as you enter Her chamber but do be prepared for some surprises which will only enhance the experience. It’s your time to worship my Wonderful Mistress! Book a session!!!

I visited Mistress V yesterday for an extended discipline session. Mistress V knows me and my needs well so when I said I needed to be punished hard, I knew she would not only oblige but relish in it too.

Knowing I was required to wear a face covering, I arrived with a couple minutes to spare and rang the bell. The door opened and from behind came the order to enter and proceed upstairs. Mistress V followed so it was not until we were on the landing that I saw her. Every time I see this lady, I am stunned by her beauty. Her blonde hair, deep blue eyes and a truly stunning figure are to be beholden and it’s an honour to be in her company let alone have her discipline me.

I was invited to a drink whilst we enjoyed a little social conversation. Little was mentioned about the session itself because we both know she has to take complete control, assess my needs and then deliver the punishment I need. She confirmed, as agreed at my previous session, that she would be videoing some of the session and is something I am pleased to do so that others can appreciate this lady’s talents. With the drink and social chat over, matters became more formal and I was ordered into the room reserved for undressing after which, I was to proceed to the punishment room and wait, kneeling, until she was ready to deal with me.

Mistress V then appeared wearing black boots, black leggings that clung and accentuated her delightful figure and a top affording a respectful view of her breasts and gorgeous cleavage. Still kneeing before her, Mistress V reminded me that she was looking forward to beating me hard and then ordered me onto the bench. After strapping me down tight so that I was unable to move, she placed a leather paddle, a heavy strap and a long narrow polished wooden paddle on the floor in front of me. All implements I knew well.

First was a hand-spanking but do not be fooled into thinking this lady cannot spank hard because her hand lands as if it is a paddle with full force. Then followed floggers, paddles, and implements of various sorts including the leather paddle in front of me. When Mistress V felt I had warmed up enough for discipline to begin, she picked up the heavy strap from the floor. This is one of Mistress V’s favourite implements and she extremely proficient in using it and so a long hard flogging began. Surprisingly, it was not long before I was straining against the restraint and so Mistress V allowed me to rest, gently rubbing my buttocks, which by now were burning, to calm and prepare me for the rest of my discipline. With the break over and the order to ‘Compose yourself’, the flogging resumed followed by the wooden paddle. This implement is mean but like the strap is a favourite of Mistress V so flogging continued alternating between batches with strap and paddle until my buttocks felt ready to explode. Mistress V then reached for her canes, three of them including another favourite, the ‘Red handled cane’. “Count and thank me for 10 strokes from each slave” came the command which I dutifully did. By now, I thought I could not take any more but Mistress V knew better and so with the strap, gave me a final long, hard flogging before announcing discipline was complete and releasing the straps that secured me to the bench.

My last duty of the day was to go to Mistress V’s dressing room, kneel before her and massage her feet. Mistress likes to discuss the session, my performance and the next session with me this way. We both know my discipline is far from complete and so I was advised of my next attendance allowing sufficient time for my buttocks to recover as Mistress V prefers working with a blank canvas. Once dressed, I left feeling very sore, extremely invigorated, grateful and looking forward to next month.

I cannot recommend this lady enough. Apart from being extremely skilled in her art, she is also very knowledgeable in understanding a sub’s needs. Whether a novice or experienced player, this lady cares for her subs and their well-being. Apart from her obvious beauty, she is also beautiful inside and a wonderfully warm and friendly person who values her subs and wants to satisfy their needs. Believe me, if you are thinking of visiting a mistress, make the call. You will not be in safer hands and you will enjoy the experience. You are also likely to kick yourself for not having done so sooner.

What a fantastic time I’ve had today.
New cross dresser called for details yesterday asking if I do same day bookings, so was pleasantly surprised when it called to make a booking for today.
We had a brief chat over the phone, reminding it, that I always like to have a pre-session chat before any session begins.

Upon its arrival I gave it a mask to wear through out the session, only taking it off to suck my cock and go in the vac-bed.

Dressing it up in a PVC maids outfit, shoes and wig.
Asking it previously if it had ever had a cock up its arse.
No mistress, I’ve only got a tight arse hole.
putting my surgical gloves on, I lube a couple of fingers and slowly begin to probe its arse, it wasn’t lying its hole was the size of a pin head.
Gently stroking teasing its tiny butt, it relaxes I insert a finger only down to the knuckle.
You like that don’t you, I can tell, pushing yourself onto my finger wanting more
you filthy slut!
We are going downstairs soon and you are going in the vac-bed, once inside I’m going to sit on your face, holding your breath with my warm backside.

Once we’d finished downstairs it was now time to put it in the body bag and wire it to the e-stim.
Once it was securely inside e-stim attached I turn it on, by the sounds it was making I knew it wouldn’t be long before it was exploding, and my what a load it had, it’s a pity I didn’t have any of my other sluts on stand by to clean it up.
Maybe next time 😈😈😈

Fortunate to have been able to experience another wonderful lesson in BDSM from the talented MistressV. Arrived to find Mistress in fine form, casually dressed in jumper and jeans. After a warm greeting and a detailed reminder of the Covid-19 precautions, I was soon on my knees in the dungeon, awaiting the entrance of my gorgeous Mistress. I didn’t have long to wait; Mistress wafted into the room like a breath of summer air. Joy of Joys … Mistress asked for my assistance in helping Her zip in to the black lace-up playsuit which showcased Her athletic, voluptuous figure which was Her chosen attire for today’s session. Back on my knees, Mistress fastened my collar around my neck, formally marking the transition in our relationship. My place in life was firmly established as She paraded me around Her bench on a leash, ending with the instruction to assume the position I have come to know and appreciate – prostrate on Her bench!

Gentle caresses across my back, buttocks and legs from Mistress V’s flogger were interspersed with sharp blows (and intakes of breath!) as those soft, supple hands transformed in milliseconds into Weapons of Mass Destruction. With my cheeks starting to take on a pinkish hue, Mistress upped the anti and started paddling me, then spanking and finally retrieving Her single tail whip from the rack. With Laser guided precision, the tip was soon landing across my buttocks, top of my legs and the more sensitive parts lying between. I had indicated some time in the past that I might like to be introduced to Her whip, albeit in such a way as to leave no marks. Let me assure anyone in a similar position, Mistress is in total control of Her art and after experiencing the thrill of the sting, not a trace was left behind. I’m sure, however, had I asked for a longer lasting memento, Mistress would have been only too happy to oblige (LOL). The hand spanking that followed was intense and deeply penetrating, as Mistress worked on warming up and softening my buttocks

Untying the straps, Mistress gently stretched my scarlet cheeks and proceeded to lube me up for some anal play. Suffice to say, an enjoyable few minutes followed as She skillfully teased and prodded with copious amounts of lube and one of Her toys. As a complete anal virgin before meeting Mistress, I have to say that the experiences at Her hands have been quite astounding; I’m hoping that one day in the not so distant future, Mistress will finally fully consummate the relationship. My long-term objective is that big black object (we’ve all got to have some form of target) which features in a number of the daily Twitter postings – you all know what I mean!!

Instructing me to rise from the bench. Mistress cuffed my hands together in front of me and had me lift them to my face (but no touching – remember Covid-19). With a couple of deft movements, my hands were shackled to my leash and my leash shackled to my collar so that they were in an open praying position in front of my face (although God only knows what I was praying for by now, as this didn’t look too promising for me). The other end of the rope the shackles were attached to hung from the ceiling pulley and soon I was standing erect with my head and hands held high in the air ‘just the way I like my slaves’ was Mistress’ comment. Binding my cock and balls with a long thick black shoelace, I was soon teased into standing rigidly to attention, in more ways than one. Mistress has a penchant for nipple twisting, and She delivers it with consummate skill and grace – one second you’re enjoying the feel of Her soft hands caressing your chest, the next you’re wincing as your nips are clamped in those strong fingers and twisted, squeezed and pulled. Having warmed them up, clamps with little dangling buckets were applied, one to each chesticle. I was obviously not making enough noise, because Mistress promptly dropped additional weights in each bucket … now that did catch my attention!! I don’t know what was the more pleasant – my throbbing member which Mistress kept interested in the proceedings by various means (normally involving a wince on my part, although the feather duster provided an amazing counterpoint), the growing pains (literally) in my chest as my nips headed towards the floor, or the pleasure of Mistress pressing herself against me from behind, before cutting off my air supply with Her leather gloved hands. What a choice, eh! You know you want to have that decision to make, don’t you? Needless to say, by now I was so subbed out I was incapable of making any decisions, so I succumbed to the reality of the situation, and quietly celebrated that I was in the fortunate position of being able to serve my Mistress. At this point, Mistress again produced one of Her Floggers and I was soon in receipt of it’s gentle caresses across my back and buttocks. When I say ‘gentle’, I’m talking euphemistically; Mistress is superbly attuned to all the verbal, non-verbal and physical responses of your body, knowing when to go harder, when to ease up and when to stop. I’ve never had any concerns that Mistress would do anything that either I didn’t like or want, or that would result in injury. That’s not to say Mistress doesn’t stretch your limits.

Unshackling me, Mistress noticed a speck of dirt on Her long, black, high heeled leather boots and instructed me to polishthem, before instructing me to worship her delightful derriere. It was a bit awkward, wearing a hood and mask, but I must have performed satisfactorily, because Mistress asked if I would like a drink. ‘Yes please, Mistress’, and before I knew it, I was drinking the finest bouquet’d champagne I have ever had the pleasure to sample, provided generously by Mistress. This gorgeous lady certainly knows how to treat Her slaves.

Thirst slaked, I was soon on the medical bench, watching in rapt admiration as Mistress skillfully and painlessly inserted 9inches of stainless steel into my urethra. By now, my old man must be getting used to this and thoroughly enjoying it, as the full length was swiftly gobbled up, tended only by Mistress’ gloved hands. After a few minutes of pleasurable play, the sound was replaced by one much thicker – it looked to me as thick as one of those breadsticks you get in posh Italian restaurants; just as well my old man likes Italian food, because he gobbled this up as quickly as the aperitif. By now thoroughly engorged with his meal, he lay bloated and gasping for air (or was it thirst)? Mistress duly obliged by athletically climbing on the bench and, with my head over the edge and craning upwards, proceeded to pour me another glass of champagne, which I thirstily consumed without managing to spill a drop. Mistress was impressed.

Easing off the bench, and gently removing the ‘breadstick’, Mistress reached down and attached a pair of pads connected to one of Her estim boxes around my abdomen and upper thigh. Soon, my belly was quivering and my legs twitching as Mistress slowly increased the power to a level that was almost painful. By now, my old man was feeling a bit left out, so Mistress tightened a pair of loops attached to another estim unit and started upping the power, until just below the threshold of pain. By now everything from my midriff down was being stimulated; it wasn’t unduly painful, but the real agony as I strained to release but found myself unable to, was purely psychological. Mistress finally relented and eased off on the power to the loops, with an almost immediate result. I had read that it was not unusual to be unable to achieve orgasm whilst in sub-space; I know I was certainly in a different place with all the estim; I’ll need to remember to ask Mistress the next time I visit.

And visit again I will. Each of my journey’s with MistressV has taken me to new horizons – in some cases new experiences and in others, stretching the degree or time of an activity we spend in our Dom/sub relationship. I asked MistressV to be my guide to BDSM, Muse and Mistress at our second session; it has to be one of the finest decisions of my life. All of our sessions, both pre and post adoption have been superbly planned, excitingly different and brilliantly executed by Mistress, bringing a unique experience that is both challenging and yet fulfilling. Experienced or a complete novice (as I was not so long ago), Mistress listens to what you say, watches how you react physically and psychologically and delivers a truly professional and exhilarating experience. Don’t waste your life thinking about it, you know you want to book a session with a top Dominatrix – Yorkshire Mistress

knock on the door what to expect strip i took my clothes off kneel in the main chamber now then got fitted into a cock cage my first time feels funny but will try it again tied down misstress fucks me with different size dildos then unties me takes me to the medical room and try s a big black dildo but i couldn”t take it sorry next move to the bathroom where i get to drink mistress piss nice move again a very busy two hour slot ten i take sounds what a funny feeling as a treat mistress sits on my face lovely then she puts to bands on my cock and it pulses hen as a treat i got to worship mistress pussy while the pulses get more and more what a great session can”t wait for the next one maybe try weights on my tiny little cock i would recomend any one to could and give it a try and any males i will suck your cock and let you fuck me if that is what it takes so go and see mistress v you will not be disappointed i wasn”t and will now willing try anything she would like me to do with my tiny cock and mucky asrehole roll on my next session maybe a sub to join in can”t wait

Hi again, you lovers of kink, sex, extremes, depravity, especially devotees of the alluring, talented and commanding Lady V.Stocking, she to whom I am in service for pain, humiliation, and full toilet slavery.

I visited again only 9 days after the last session; dressed in a black pvc look thigh stockings, black high waist skater skirt , black pvc corset, black wig, dark eyes and bright red lips and black low heel court shoes. No mention of knickers as I wore none.

My cocklette and empty balls were safely held in a heavy, stainless steel cage which none of my tiny lace slut knickers can contain. Anyway, no knickers is best for a cock, spunk and mancunt bitch whore as I am.

My lady liked my outfit. No time for pleasantries: straight into nipple tease and twist then to the bum-up bench, legs apart, cocklette and woeful sack in cage all hanging ready to catch the tail of a whip as it curls down my crack, anxious as it is for pain, a pegging and a real cock fuck if a stray sissy were to pass by.( You know: the crack of the whip)

My lady knew that I wanted the stripes of this session to last, red with black bruises, for 6 or more weeks. Hand spank, red cheeks, warmed up, whip, to up the game, then pain. A stray sissy rang, was admitted and came in with a thick long cock sticking out of her black pvc sissy maid body. SUCK IT, said Lady V. And I did , head, undershaft, licking the tender bits under the rim of the head, trying to tongue fuck her pee hole but NO, it would not open.

I could tell that the slut was a novice.A good 15minutes of deep that, head & mouth fucking, twisting the shaft. Nothing but increasing limpness. Glancing at her face under its long haired wig, I saw that she was well poppered, far out in her filthy thoughts so that her cock was not in the physical game.

My lady pegged me to thrill me and open up my cunt to give easy access to the handsome but wilting cock, bareback, so that once the head was in, the cock would follow and swell. Sadly NO. It collapsed into a floppy wrung dishcloth.

Back to sucking. A good cock to suck, tease and hold, 8″ I guess, hit the back of my throat but no hot sticky squirt of thick white slime to wash around my mouth then swallow.

I had taken the final hard strokes. My lady said the marks were deep and would last. So to the medical room; on back, skirt up, legs apart, cunt open to anyone or thing, (but no more given- I was missing the fuck already and still am 9 hours later). Out came the sewing kit. I closed my eyes and subbed away with a lot of help from my friend, the powder snowman. Later I found 2 long thick and heavy needles decorated my right nipple, leaving my left free for me to rub, squeeze…. also My Lady had sewn my sack over my cocklette , at least partly, as the needle was a fish hook type – not the easiest. When I landed I was told that I had a short row of stitches and a few needles into my sackette and bell. It had felt delightful, sinful, extreme, slightly painful, to make me grimace, but liking it and wanting always another stitch, another needle.

Time flies so I was sent to the toilet where I was to replace the porcelain model. My
Lady needed a good shit. Dutifully and delighted I opened my mouth and received a continuous turd that must have been 8 or more “. It broke into 3 pieces, 1 little shittle followed. My Lady squashed the sections onto and into my mouth, filling and stuffing my cheeks. She left me with instructions to eat/ swallow it all. It took some time. I have learned now that best is to work on a small piece, work it into a paste with saliva and suck/swallow the paste: repeat until all gone. I don’t like the taste of shit but I love doing the filthy deed and would like to be fucked and spunked on by a stream of bi sluts as I work through the task.

I would love to prostitute my cocklette, cunt, mouth fists and fingers to all My Lady’s followers.

All those who yearn for these bizarre and delicious extremes should consult with My Lady. If you like the idea you might even meet and use me.

Licks, spit, shit, spunk and all good wishes

LM

As someone who needs regular discipline, the covid lockdown has been disastrous for me so I was delighted to learn Mistress V had managed to create a Covid safe environment and was available for sessions again. I contacted her by e-mail and agreed a date and then called her, the day before the session, to confirm.

On arrival, I was greeted at the door by Mistress V wearing a facemask which was unusual but focused my attention on her beautiful eyes. After handing me a mask and instructing me to put it on, she let me into the building and directed me upstairs. There the discussion about my prolonged lack of discipline left me in no doubt that I needed and was in for severe punishment. Mistress V knows my disciplinary needs better than me so only wanted to know of any issues I had. Having none and with punishment never discussed until I am in the punishment room, I was directed to the undressing room and then into the bathroom to complete my preparation.

On my return, Mistress V was waiting, wearing a black rubber dress that clung tightly to her amazing figure! Still masked, I was led into the room where the punishment bench was prepared and waiting. Mistress V ordered me onto it and after strapping me down tightly changed into high platform shoes that she said “raised her to the right height for hitting the target!”.

Knowing I was to be severely punished, there were no surprises. Starting with a hard hand-spanking, a whole range of implements, from a heavy thuddy rubber flogger through to a variety of wooden and leather implements, rained down heavily on both my cheeks. This lady may be petite but she has a powerful swing and delivers from both sides. Mistress V showed me each implement, before putting it to use explaining her reason for choosing it and its unique pain-giving qualities. Every so often she stopped to take a photograph on my phone so that I could see the ever-reddening glow gradually spread across every part of both cheeks.

A couple of times I struggled and wondered whether I could cope but the professional that she is, Mistress V knew I could and would cope and that all I needed was a little help and encouragement. This is one of many unique qualities that I particularly like in Mistress V. Unlike many disciplinarians, who will ease off or even stop the punishment in these situations, Mistress V continues with the punishment as intended but works and helps her submissive through it. I particularly like this because being ‘let off lightly, would leave me seriously demoralised and with a profound sense of failure. Advised that my punishment was about to end with a severe hard strapping from her favourite strap, I braced myself and was right to do so because Mistress V and her favourite strap is a formidable team!

Released from the bench and instructed to inspect my buttocks in the tall mirror I was then I led to another room where Mistress V sat in a chair and had me kneel before her to massage her feet. I have not experienced this before in a discipline session but having had many glimpses of her feet during the punishment and seeing how her toes must have been crushed into her shoes, it was reasonable that I should be expected to administer the after-care and so with gratitude and pleasure I stretched each of her toes gently and massaged her feet.

Finally dressed but not allowed to remove the mask until I was outside the building, I left feeling understandably sore but delighted that the black cloud, Whish had been hanging over me for weeks, had finally lifted. Thank you Mistress V.

Mistress V is a true professional and an expert in her field. I simply cannot recommend too highly. I need her to be hard with me but she is so experienced, caring, understanding and trustworthy that she caters for needs of everyone from novice to serious player. Her dungeon is one the best equipped I have seen, well maintained and spotlessly clean. She is a genuinely lovely person out of scene so take the leap and make the call. I guarantee you will not be disappointed. Instead and like me, you will return time and time again. My next session is already in her diary!

Upon arrival of my first ever visit to Mistress V i was greeted with a warm welcome. Mistress V then told me to sit on the floor and explain what made me want to be her slave. After this she then ordered me to strip and go into her playroom and kneel with my head on the floor and ass up and await further instructions. She then came into the room and put a hood on my head before making me worship her beautiful feet and legs. After this she made me remove the hood before tying me up. Including my cock and balls. Once tied she began to whip me and play with my nipples. After that she ordered me into another room and untied my cock and balls but replaced the rope with a electrical device sending sharp pulses through my cock and balls. After this she took my anal virginity by fingering my arse. After this she sat on my face, making me sniff her beautiful arse and started to tease me, before finally letting me release and then make me clean up my mess. Mistress V is a beautiful professional mistress and i loved the session. Will definitely be making a return hopefully in the not too distant future.

Like many subs and fetishists, when the Covid-19 lockdown eased, I was very keen to have a good session. I was nervous about catching the Covid-19 virus though, so I scoured the Internet to see which Mistresses were obviously taking it seriously while also providing quality sessions.  Mistress V’s Covid-19 precautions stood out like a beacon, so although I live nearly 70 miles away, I decided to take the plunge and go for a session. Perfect choice! Mistress V’s Domspace chambers were spotlessly clean, and everything was ready for us to enjoy a session in complete safety.

I had been concerned that Mistress V’s Covid-19 precautions might dampen the enjoyment of the session somewhat, but in fact it was quite the opposite; that feeling of being safe engendered a feeling of trust that actually improved the session.

I won’t say exactly what happened during the session because your interests won’t necessarily be the same as mine, but I experienced the whole gamut of pain, humiliation and degradation that I had asked for, in absolute safety.

Mistress V doesn’t simply give you a session in return for money. This isn’t a transaction. Neither is it the simple infliction of pain and humiliation that I’ve experienced elsewhere. Mistress V gets inside your head. And you get inside her head. It’s a fantastic spiritual and physical collaboration par excellence.

There is nobody like Mistress V. Book a session, but beware: you will never want to session with anyone else. I still have a spring in my step.

Walked in, straight to the vacbed again! This time, after it sucked me in, mistress immediately began sensually caressing my entire body. Follow by some more breath play, hand around my neck or over my mouth.. she even sat on my face.. at least I think she did since I couldn’t see, 2 vibrators & 3 orgasms later I was ordered upstairs to where she roped me securely onto her bench, sat up, hands and arms behind my back & legs secured to the knee rests.. blindfold and ear muffs on.

Over the next hour she played with my nipples, biting, scratching, nipping, clamping, pin wheeling my nipples! Flogged, scratches K spanked my back, arms, thighs.

Not happy enough with my bondage she applied a breast harness around my arms and around my tits… & carries on playing with the already sensitive buds before grabbing her vibrator again and making me come twice more.
To finish the session off, she shoved the cum covered vibrator in my mouth & pin wheeled my thighs, down to my pussy & eventually my clit. Asking for one more orgasms before she set me free…

I said last time was one of my favourite sessions.. well this one definitely became my favourite. 6 orgasms in 90 minutes… do I need to say more.

on arrival at the chambers ,slave was stunned by how gorgeous she looked. Bright red PVC dress and red stiletto shoes. He was ordered to his knees and to crawl after Mistress upstairs. He was then ordered to strip down to his stockings and suspenders and to begin a lengthy worship of Mistress’s shoes paying particular attention to the six inch heels. Mistress took great delight in resting her feet on his head and scratching his back with the heels.

Then to the punishment bench. Once slave was securely fastened a firm hand spanking followed by a hard paddling. When the slave’s backside was red enough to Mistress’s satisfaction it was time for the cane. Slave had requested 20 strokes but after three he was begging for mercy. But no, Mistress decided he must take another two. She promised that they would be light ones – but they weren’t, they were full force.

While still secured it was time for the branding. I thought that Mistress would use one of the brands that I had previously bought her – but no she decided to use her lit cigarette.

She burnt her initial V into his backside – then went over it again to make sure that it was a permanent brand. Slave marked for life.

Then back onto the medical bench for needle torture.

Mistress really enjoys inserting needles in slaves nipples, cock and balls. Laughing all the time whilst he was in agony. Mistress tried to fasten his nipple to his arm. It didn’t work but we both had a good laugh at the attempt.

Then it was time for what he dreaded. The slave couldn’t get into the toilet box due to a bad back. But Mistress was not to be defeated. A towel was placed on the floor with a pillow supporting his back. Then Mistress’s gorgeous bottom descended onto the slave’s mouth. Within seconds her backside opened and the shit went into his mouth.

He managed to eat and swallow some but couldn’t take it all. ( Mistress later said that next time he would be forced eat it all! ) Then the crazy part, Mistress was sat on the loo finishing her crap whilst the slave stood next to her with a handful of shit and shit in his mouth.

Another fantastic session – with a wonderful Mistress. Am I going back? Of course, giving Mistress no requests giving her free reign to inflict whatever she wants on the slave.

Omg what cruel mistress with twisted mind in fun and pain

My 1st time visiting mistress v. mistress ask me to go upstairs and undertake her cv19 rules what mistress as in place. once ready made me wear black dress and gold high heels the ender her 1st playroom she sat on her spanking bench attached nipple clamps and the spike cock ring then told bend over and get 1st good old spanking the canning with welts to show then she slipped her strap on ride to town and back .then to medical room for needles to nipples and Elec to my cock shocking me to hell and back all the time Mistress was laughing with my pain . brilliant mistress 100% going rebook for my 2nd session