Mistress let me in, told me to get ready, vac bed first.. she knows it’s one of my favourites! ‘I’m going to clean it whilst you’re in.’ Rushing to get in she zips it up & turns it on. My  whole body felt cool hands run all over my body, heaven!! Twists to my nipples, soft caresses & strokes.. even teasing my wet pussy with her fingers, then slap, slap, slap.. harder in intensity before I cum not once but twice as she squeezes my neck, a fucking wonderful surprise  that I’m keen to explore more.

Coming down from orgasm she unzips me, upstairs on your knees whilst she readies herself. Up, arms behind your back. Roping my arms into a dragon sleeve. Arms throughly encased.. get in the cage. Before she locks it, a new gas mask comes over my head. Yay! Being sensory deprived in any way, gagged, blindfolded, deafened.. this all helps me get deep into subspace & she knows it. ‘Click’ I hear a slight rattle of chains before feeling them draped across my chest. Bliss! Not knowing what was coming next.. She made me wait before she played with my nipples, constantly, scratching, clamping, teasing.

On the edge of cumming again she notices & tells me to spread my legs wide open & she smashes her vibe hard against my clit straight away, 60 seconds later.. I feel the cum rush down my leg, not satisfied, she carries on before I squirt, breathless she takes me out of the cage & bondage & straps me down to her bench giving me some light to hard impact play along with sensual stroking & scratching. Fuck, I start bucking, humping the bench, noticing she gets her leather gloves on, smashing her hand into my cheeks before using them to squeeze my nose & cover my mouth. Fuck. I came again.

5 orgasms, breath play, bondage, sensory deprivation, sensuality, nipple play… I want to go back already for more.

This was my first visit to Mistress V since the start of the Coronavirus crisis, having been in the fortunate position of having had the pleasure of Mistress’s company the week before it all hit the fan. I was keen to continue my journey of exploration through BDSM with Mistress V as my guide and mentor. As soon as it became probable that indoor meetings with appropriate social distancing was acceptable, I arranged to renew my relationship, accepting that it might be different given Mistress’s strict Covid-19 precautions. As such, I was filled with a certain degree of apprehension when I rang the bell. Why did I worry! Mistress opened the door with a wide smile and greeting, stood back and sprinted up the stairs to stand at the top like the welcoming angel she is, with a broad grin and proffering a surgical mask. Following her up the steps, I donned the mask and after a couple of minutes exchanging pleasantries, I was directed to store my clothes, shower and re-present myself in the dungeon wearing nothing but my mask while Mistress changed.

Mistress entered, resplendent in a tight black latex mini dress and black six-inch heels. ‘Slave, we’re going to stretch your limits today’, she huskily and sensually intoned in my ear as my collar was put back in its rightful place after nearly 4 months of absence. Quiver!!!!! Gulp!!!!! ‘Yes Mistress, Thank You Mistress’. And that set the scene for the most incredible couple of hours.

Mistress produced a long length of partially knotted soft red rope and proceeded to swiftly and skilfully truss me like a Turkey, hands and arms to sides, with C and B separated for the inevitable CBT I knew would be forthcoming. A joyous start to proceedings!! Ushered into Mistress’s vertical cage, my legs were bound to the bars on the side, forcing me forward onto the bars and exposing all my sensitive bits to my Lady’s tender ministrations. Nipple clamps with little pails were attached and jangled to get the sensations going, while strong fingers, riding crop and a vibro were applied lower down. Swapping the clamps for screw down clamps, the torment continued enhanced by flicks to the clamps from Her fingers and crop, growing in intensity until I started shaking as Mistress skilfully started to guide me into subspace.

Unfastening the ropes binding my legs, Mistress swiftly ordered me to her bench, still bound in the soft red rope, where I prostrated myself for Her pleasure (and mine to be honest!). Legs strapped in, the gentle hand smacking commenced, growing in intensity and cadence as I revelled in the feel of Mistress’s touch on my buttocks, with the occasional swat of my C and B to keep them interested in the proceedings. Mistress then produced her new paddle (the one with ‘SLAVE’ embossed in it) and proceeded to increase the tempo and intensity of the caresses. By now, the world was floating and my buttocks stinging. Mistress sashayed in front of me and peering over the top of my mask, I could see she was wielding her new riding crop. I knew what was about to happen. We’d never gone more than a few taps with something stronger than the paddle before, but we certainly did with the crop. It is indescribable – the sharp thwack, the immediate hot sharp sting, then an increasing sense of tenderness and heat, coupled with a swimming of the senses. I found I was thanking Mistress after each stroke – exhilaration and pain all merged together.

Mistress then decided it was time for some anal play and soon I was enjoying the feel of Mistress as she prepared me for receiving a long black dick (no, not the 12”, this time), which Mistress slowly and gently eased into my man pussy. As I became used to the length and girth of Her dick, Mistress started to work it back and forwards, making sure it was liberally lubed to ensure the smooth backward and forwards movement. Producing the vibro again, massage was applied to my C and B as Mistress thrust backwards and forwards. I had to call a halt to the vibro as the sensations building, (even in subspace) were becoming too overpowering for me to be able to control. Eventually, trembling and shaking, Mistress relented and unstrapping me from the bench, untied the binding while I stood, shaking and trembling in front of this Goddess. With genuine care and compassion, Mistress asked if I was okay. I could only dumbly nod ‘Yes Mistress’ as the sensations continued to pound through my body.

‘Now, Slave, into the medic room and lie on the bench’. Mistress was once again back in control and I moved with alacrity to obey her, clothed in nothing but my mask and willing my body to respond to her command. Ensuring I was comfortable on the bench, Mistress informed me we were about to play with needles. ‘Oh S***’ was my immediate thought, but at the same time filled with a perverse thrill at the thought of giving my body to Mistress as a pin cushion. Mistress suggested a blindfold, to which I gratefully acceded – the thought and sight of a needle normally makes my knees fold. With my eyes bound, but all else free, Mistress carried on a normal conversation, her hand caressing my legs, abdomen and chest until there was a sudden hot pain in my right nipple as she drove a needle through the skin at its base. Did I yelp – you bet I did! This continued for a few minutes until I ended up with a needle in each nipple, and half a dozen or so strategically placed around my C and B. Mistress gently teased and tweaked all of them, noting that my now erect member seemed to enjoy the sensation. Still blindfolded, I had to agree that the sensation was quite incredible. A growing tension was spreading down into the base of my groin which was unexpected, given the size of the needles. Telling me to take my blindfold off, Mistress directed my attention to the needles in my nipples, then at the base of my C and B: the tension was immediately obvious – with characteristic sadistic mischievery, Mistress had taken the opportunity of my blindfold and relative motionless to insert an 8 inch steel sound into my throbbing member. Toying with that for a few minutes, Mistress produced the thickest in her set and proceeded to encourage me to absorb the whole length, which after some gentle persuasion on Mistress’s part I was able to do. Incredible sensations all the way from tip to base.

Removing the needles and sound, Mistress next produced her new e-stim kit. With the hoops tightened around my shaft, Mistress played with the power until a constant throbbing was pulsing through me. The power was adjusted until it was just below the threshold of real pain, but certainly more than a gentle stroke. At this point, Mistress decided that I’d done enough breathing, and holding her hand over my mask covered nose and mouth, started to engage in breath play, while simultaneously varying the strength and rhythm of the estim. Telling me to tap the bench when I could go no longer, we continued in this scenario for what seemed like an eternity; between the distraction of the estim and Mistress’s voice I was just starting to see stars when the pressure was released and I could once again look into those beautiful blue-gray eyes. Mistress had timed it to perfection, such is her awareness of her techniques and care for her co-conspirators – I was just about to succumb and tap the bench.

Sitting down again beside me, Mistress placed one of her shapely, well-toned legs on my chest and ordered me worship her feet. What a pleasure to caress and pamper those sexy size 5’s with turquoise nail polish while Mistress used the estim to encourage me to greater efforts. Mistress proffered her other foot, and while caressing the original foot and leg with one hand, my mouth was employed to provide an alternative means of massage for the newly raised leg and foot.

Mistress seemed pleased with my efforts, as, leading me back to the playroom, still with the estim leads attached, I was offered a champagne refreshment. How could I refuse such an offer? Positioning my head in the appropriate position in the box and with the estim still pulsing away, Mistress bestowed me with what must have amounted to a goblet of her golden nectar. On previous occasions, I confess to having spilt some, but on this occasion, I was able to enjoy nearly every drop of the pure, distilled, sweet tasting liquid. Thank You Mistress.

Moving back into the medic room, Mistress told me it was my time to start doing some work and that I should massage her shoulders and back to work out the knots she had developed by being so kind to me earlier. What a pleasure that was, to stand over Mistress, gently kneading and massaging coconut lotion into that beautiful back, stroking and stretching the toned muscles that lay under the fine, delicate skin, and hear Mistress moan and sigh gently with the effect I was having and the pleasure I was bringing to her.

And so, my tale ends here.

Was I worried about visiting Mistress from a safety perspective? Absolutely not! Having read and understood the precautions Mistress had been proposing, I was delighted and heartened to find that they were being followed to the utmost practicality; face mask, showers, clothes storage and towel disposal all as described on the website. As I left, Mistress was busy cleaning the playroom and sterilising the toys we had used in the session.

Was I worried that the session would be a bit flat given the apparent restrictions? Yes. Was it? Absolutely not! The structure and play was orchestrated by Mistress in such a way that the mask had virtually no effect what so ever on the experience.

How was the session? We hadn’t discussed it beforehand, nor as we met at the top of the stairs. I have always deferred to Mistress, as my Mentor and Guide. Did the session meet expectations?

No – it surpassed even my wildest dreams!!

Mistress said she would stretch my limits and she certainly did! More intense and varied impact play,enhanced anal play with needle-play and breath-play both added to the session for the first time, along with the exhilarating pleasure of Mistress’s company truly elevated this to a transcendental experience. From end to end, the session was brilliantly choreographed, taking account of my previous experiences and comments passed in response to Mistress’s brilliant daily aphorisms. The planning and execution was absolutely brilliant, as was Mistress’s attention to detail and concern for my well being throughout.

Mistress V is truly a highly skilled, talented and totally professional Dominatrix. First timers need not be afraid – my first visit was only nine months ago when I tentatively entered Mistress’s Chambers – my next visit is in the diary. Follow my journey with Mistress V in her blogs.

Thank You, Mistress. Stay Safe and Stay Well. I am Honoured and Humbled to be Your sub.

My very first time seeing a Mistress , I was looking on the internet and click onto Mistress V internet page and thought perfect Mistress for me so I emailed and booked a session. Was very nervous but Excited too when entering to meet Mistress V she smiled and said come in go upstairs to have pre chat about session then I got told to get Undressed and crawl on my hands and knees and then Mistress V came in said on my feet so did what was asked and got my cock and balls tired up and both hands Chuffed behind my back and told to Spread and the Crop and paddles on my cock and balls and a spiking wheels on them too . Mistress V said I’m off to get my cigarettes she came back smoking and sat down in a chair and told me to come closer my cock got a bit too excited and Drooled all over Mistress V foot got told to lick the cum off Mistress V foot so i did and then got some smoke blow in my face also cigarette torture on my balls i could feel the heat off the cigarette Ouch . Then got some nipple torture and weights put on my balls and more paddles on my cock and balls ,next was over the Bench I was chuffed and strapped now with arse sticking up ready for some paddles then the cane sets of 10 i did 3 sets so 30 in total Ouch it did Sting a bit . Then got told to go in another room and lay down on bench really for sounding and metal rod was down my cock Shaft then Electric Metal rod down my shaft Certainly feel the Electric . Then Mistress said you’ve being a good boy deserve a treat Mistress V milking me off then told me to finish it off Mistress V was smoking another cigarette blowing the smoke in my face cigarette torture on my balls too Mistress V Sat on my face and said finish it and Grabbed my balls and said finish it and I did . I will be back for second session Mistress V was fantastic.

This was only my second visit of two hours to see Mistress V, largely because I have moved 140 miles away, but the memory of my first visit remains so potent that I knew I had to see her again before I burst with frustration. I have previously tended to go for large, curvy, even full-figured women in the past because of my trampling/crushing fetish but what Mistress V presents as a very slim Mistress who more than compensates for size with inventiveness, a sensuality which oozes out, a sadism which is obvious and extreme and assured safety, so I felt very safe under her command. She could read me so well.

I had asked Mistress to wear a very short tight styled mini-skirt and a selection of shoes/boots with the most evil heels so that she could really hurt me when she trampled on me. When I arrived, she had dressed according to my fantasy in a black PVC mini-skirt and thigh length black boots with high thin stiletto heels. She restrained me on the floor and on my back and proceeded to trample all over me, digging in her heels at certain places and then going on to jump up and down on me, eliciting several gasps of pain, awe and adoration. She really was that gorgeous. She then ordered me to lie on my front and handcuffed me behind my back, thus rendering me defenceless. She proceeded to give my back the same treatment.

From there, wearing a pair of high stiletto heeled shoes she moved me on to her St Andrew’s Cross to which she strapped me. Her torture methods were face slapping, spitting, pinching and twisting my nipples, burning my nipples and balls with a cigarette, mocking, humiliating, taunting and laughing at me. She was so alluring as she exacted her torture upon me.

From the cross, we moved back to the floor. For this part of the session, she wore some shoes with high chunky heels and a lot of evil spikes jutting out from all parts of the shoes, particularly the uppers. She used these spikes to gouge the flesh all over my body, really ripping into me and leaving real scratches. That was my choice and the bruises and scratches which Mistress gave me are, to me, real trophies from my visit. She is one sexy woman and is both the best sadist and the best tease whom I have visited over a course of many years. I hope to return again as soon as possible.
Thank you so much, Mistress.

I want to explore BDSM. I want a life in BDSM. Yes I do. I dream of these things, I research the internet, I like many posts on twitter. Ultimately though I have to take a step. A step into the dark world of BDSM. I choose carefully. Mistress V seems perfect. Intellectual yet filthy. Caning, whipping, toilet training, degradation whilst dressed in a hot dress and designer high heels. I arrange. 5 days before I get cold feet after a night of wine, surfing the same posts that got me interested. She assures me. I’ll look after you she says. I arrive. I did it. Clothes off, shower, she tells me from beyond the door to crawl like a dog to the play area. Rope bondage including my dog balls as she calls them against the cross. I am immobilised. Ball kicks, cock whipping, flipped for ass and back whipping. Relentless so much so I have to beg for water. I am severely marked. She gives me a sip before dowsing me in water. More punishment subsequent. Next time I’m going to fuck your ass. Stretch you and fit all my cocks in you. But your caning isn’t finished yet bitch. Bloodied marked I shower post session. We chat afterwards and love our work. She knows i’ll be back for my anal training.

Mistress V’s dungeon is ideally located in a detached house with off-street parking.

She looks as wonderful as seen on Her website gallery, and is friendly, intelligent and welcoming.

I consider myself to be an experienced toilet, but on this occasion She managed to push me beyond my comfort zone. I left wondering if I wanted to do ‘this’ any more, but in less than 24 hours I was craving Her again.

Thank You Mistress V for taking me to a new extreme.

I booked a two hour session with mistress v ive been seeing her for over a year now and each time gets better well i arrived on time as i dare not be late for her i got my clothes together what I was going to wear then got out the car and rang the bell my heart was beating faster , i waited a moment and heard Mistress open the and with the greeting of GET UP STAIRS SLUT I then rushed up stairs then Mistress with that glint in her eyes said get in the room and get ready which i did i dressed in my cat suit thigh boots and wig then she said when your ready come in to my room ,i entered the play room where she said walk round slut i like to see this time mistress was dressed in black PVC dress and shoes with a surgical mask on i have the bench ready for you slut get your arse over it now so i can tie you down which i did she then tied me and collared me my heart at this time was racing not knowing what was going to happen to me the only thing i could hear was the tip tap of her heels as she was preparing mmmm i am going to warm you now slave she said i then new i was going to get punished she feed me my poppers then the cane which i took like a good girl i am going to fuck you with my strapon soon slut she said then she ordered me to fuck her bench like a slut which pleased her she then fucked me hard with her strapon and made me clean it with my mouth afterwards then i was untied then ordered into the medical room lay down on the bench slut she said i did as told right bitch she said time for sounds and electro play she then put electrodes on my cock and balls and with a smile turned on the unit which had me jumping poppers please Mistress i ask ok slut she said the she lub up my cock and inserted the sounds small at first working up to the bigger ones i wanted to cum there and then but that would mean more punishment she then showed me the electro sound boy was that big and still with the glint in her eyes she pushed it in what a feeling wow then Mistress allowed me to cum Thank you Mistress i said every session with mistress v gets better and better i am glad to be her slut

Thank You Mistress V
your slut paula xxx

Like many people, I’ve found the Covid-19 lockdown period frustrating due to it being impossible (and of course too risky) to have a session with a Mistress anywhere in the UK. Recently, I’ve noticed that a few Mistresses have started tentatively taking sessions again, but I’ve resisted having a session due to the risks. Then I read the Covid-19 precautions set out by Mistress V. Wow! At last, a Mistress who understands the epidemiology and biology of viral transmission so well that in my opinion, catching the virus at her place or passing it on to her is virtually impossible. She has an entire page of her website dedicated to the precautions she takes.

I booked a session with Mistress V, and during the booking process she reiterated her Covid-19 precautions and stated that she will only session with someone who accepts them in their entirety. That gave me a lot of confidence. As a matter of fact, I have to say that I felt safer at Mistress V’s chambers than I’ve felt anywhere else since the virus burst onto the scene. This meant I could enjoy the session unencumbered by thoughts of viral transmission.

Initially, I wasn’t sure how I would react to us both wearing a mask during the session, because for me, being able to see the Mistress’s face during the session is important. In fact, the masks didn’t detract from my enjoyment at all. Mistress V has the most beautiful eyes, and has the most perfect figure, dressed immaculately and is incredibly sexy and sensual. The masks actually helped, due to the feeling of safety and the air of mystery they engendered.

The session itself was magnificent, delivered by a Mistress who clearly loves what she does and who puts her all into ensuring you enjoy every second of the session. Mistress V is clearly highly intelligent, insightful and perceptive. She probes deeply into your mind, excising and understanding every last bit of your submissive psyche, leaving no stone unturned.

If you want the best possible session, with no risk of catching or transmitting Covid-19, Mistress V is the gold standard to which everyone else should aspire to. Mistress V’s dungeon is probably the safest place to be right now.

This was my 5th session with this wonderful woman: domme mistress, yes and able to give acute pain, but a shelter in a critical and often unfriendly world.
At my last session in February my lady introduced me to real cock and ball needle play. I recall, that she put 25 or more in , including 2 into the penis h head: no pain and a sense of pride. This session we were going to progress towards sewing my weeny ( these days) cocklet into my ball sac, But, I had not got and surgical needles, thread and scalpel ( to cut the sewn knots). So next time.

But I progressed through a number of new(to me) games: violet wand around tits, bum, arsehole, inner thighs and cock and balls. I was not expecting it and the shocks were a shock and painful for a micro second. They seem to leave no marks so I recommend them to any slave who cannot carry incriminating evidence back home.

I had started with a new spiked cock restraint, the spikes on the inside so that they pressed painfully and meaningfully into my cock flesh. I loved the pain. I got excited but the restraint limited the ability to provide evidence.

My lady also twisted, pulled and generally caused enjoyable and painful pleasure.

I love NCBT.

I worshipped my lady’s legs, arse and cunt mound but with her knickers and my mask that didn’t drive up the pleasure level.

Then time for punishment. 7 instruments, 1 Tawse, several paddles, different sizes and weights, several canes and of course hand spanking. I am a squealer and I voiced my pleasure and pains at the treatment. I think that my lady did 7 sets each of 15 strokes. Some were pretty heavy and I yelped but, I could have taken more and could have left with a satisfyingly scarred, whealed bum, but it is just glowing red. So, my lady, more strokes. And harder. MARK ME.
AND SO ON TO ARSE EXERCISES. I have my own pyramid dildo/plug . It goes to a 9.5 cm diameter at the bottom !!! Wow, I am at the 3rd from last biggest circle and I love sitting on it the riding it soft, hard, for a good 15 minutes. No fissures . Take time. Lots of lube and care; my arse was trained to bigger than ever before. I aim at double fist and elbow deep or more.

Then the finale. Scat snack. Lie back, open mouth, arse hole pouts and twinkles then opens: a 2.5″ softish but nicely shaped turd followed by 3 or 4 more, but smaller. They tasted creamy and sweet. My lady had eaten sweetly stewed apple and sponge with creamy custard. The best scat I have tasted, chewed and swallowed in my erotic journey.

I left carrying, not wearing, a cock chastity cage and lock which I will try. If I can manage it I will put it on, lock it and post the keys back to my lady. The idea thrills me.

I drove home wearing my lady undies under tracky bottoms and a pully, with a clean pair of size 8 ( oooh, tight) knickers that ride deep into my arse crack. I am alway aware that I wear these very provocative knickers. They keep my cocklet clit tight in place and provoke my arsehole into twinking and letting out a little greasy liquid to let me know that I need to be fucked.

When the lockdown is over I shall be at several swinger clubs on gays bi and a TV, TS sessions ready to be fucked by as many as can do me in a couple of hours,

I love being a slut whore and my lady has brought me to this peak of eroticism.

This was my first visit to MISS V and I was both excited and very frightened parking was easy off street

I had given MISS V a letter as part of my fantasy role play she fully understood my fantasy and did I suffer over 150 strokes of various instruments of pain I was chained to her whipping bench and after a hand spanking warm up paddles, straps, crops, whips she administered well over 150 strokes my bottom red raw from her punishment sadly she was going to give me 100 of the cane I did try but even without a safe word (I trusted her) I only manged about 10 she, as a good professional dominatrix knew when to slow down and stop

MISS V then placed my micro penis in a spiked frame and tightened it till I begged for mercy she ignored me she then used a crop on my micro penis while still in spiked frame MISS V proceeded to video my micro penis, as well as being severally chastised and humiliated I was asked if I wanted a happy ending but as a good submissive I refused.

MISS V was so happy with me she will allow me to visit at least once per month it is such an honour to become one of her submissive for once in my life I feel wanted …

thank you so much MISS V

normal friendly greeting, we sat and chatted for a brief time before I was told me to undress and enter the Chamber’s main activities room. This is painted overall grey, with red drapes over the windows, casting an subdued red light. Various tools of Mistress’ trade adorn the walls, ledges and benches in the room, promising who knows what terrors and delights in Her highly skilful and capable hands. The spotlessly clean laminate floor makes no sound as you enter, naked and ready to receive Mistress’ blessing. For me, this was a very special day, as Mistress honoured me by presenting a collar and tag proclaiming that I was now owned by Mistress. As previously, I had left the nature of my punishment to Mistress to decide; when such a beautiful, talented and ingenious Domme adopts you, why would one be specific?

To start, Mistress had me standing and then shackled me to the floor, placing a blindfold around my eyes and earmuffs on my ears; sensorarily deprived, I could only stand there, not knowing what was happening as Mistress, having on previous occasions bound me with soft rope, surprised me this time by binding my arms to my chest and waist with what I subsequently discovered was chains – a totally different feel. Left standing while Mistress left to change, I could only try to compose myself for what might come next. ‘Next’ was an ominous click-clacking on the floor as Mistress re-entered,Her heels slowly and menacingly approaching me from behind. Lifting my blindfold briefly, Mistress revealed herself to be dressed in a tight, black, shiny body that accentuated Her gorgeous figure, fishnet tights and black, high-heeled leather boots – every man’s vision of a Dominatrix gloriously deified in my Goddess. Down came the blindfold again, leaving only that gorgeous vision imprinted in the back of my retinas.

A sudden tightness between my legs was accentuated by a feeling of weight and a growing, aching pain caused by I knew not what. The body chains were linked together by more chain, and suddenly, my by now rigid, member was being jerked around mercilessly, the pressure and ache growing all the time from what I subsequently discovered was a spiked, metal collar padlocked around it. Continuing to taunt me with the chain and the sense of Her intoxicating physical presence moving around me, with a slow click-clack of Her heels on the hard floor, Mistress started to first tease my nipples, something we had discovered in previous sessions I was particularly partial to. The teasing swiftly intensified into twisting and pulling with Her strong, pink nailed fingers digging into my flesh, before substituting a pair of nipple clamps, which She used to mercilessly stretch and twist my little buds before pulling them off sharply, leaving me gasping. As Mistress removed the chains and blindfold, I could only stand there quaking and trembling from the intensity of the encounter.

But there’s said to be no rest for the wicked, so I must have been a very bad slave, as Mistress strapped me to Her bench and re-applied the blindfold and earmuffs, before the dull clack of Mistress’s departing heels, followed by a resounding silence left me there, helplessly tied down, trembling, trying to recover my composure, whilst at the same time considering what might happen when Mistress returned.

Mistress returned, having pulled a soft black leather skirt around Her magnificent waist and derrier, allowing me a peek before darkness once again descended. Her soft hands started caressing me before the caress started to change, first into soft smacks, then firmer and firmer as a tingle started to spread across my buttocks. Changing to a multi tailed flogger, Mistress alternated between soft caresses and firm strokes, each firmer stroke becoming harder and stronger, surpassing the level reached in previous sessions, as they become more and more stinging, reaching deeper and deeper into the muscle. Eventually, Mistress decided I had received sufficient chastisement, and removing the blindfold, left me strapped to the bench while She went to prepare the Medical Room for the next stage of our little foray into my unknown.

Finally released and with the blindfold removed, I made my way to the Medical Room, where, lying on the couch with Mistress sitting beside me, we discussed my previous experience at Her hands with electrics. Producing Her Sound set, Mistress skilfully set about preparing me for the intra-urethral electric probe – a 20cm long, flexible, nobbly sound that acts as one contact of a battery powered circuit, and generates a mild electrical stimulus – at least that’s what it does when inserted, but, when switched on before insertion, delivers a sharp shock to the most sensitive part of your anatomy. Unfortunately for me, Mistress in setting the apparatus up, had accidentally left it switched on (at least I think it was ‘accidental’) – I yelped! Watching Mistress manipulate the device was fascinating and the sensation quite indescribable, as I slowly slid back into subspace. Mistress had applied additional pads around my abdomen attached to a separate control box, which produced a different set of electrical sensations. Between the two, the sensation was unbelievable, stimulating the entire area. Just to liven things up Mistress occasionally increased the power, which produced a real shock causing me to yell and violently jerk, before the power was decreased and I sank back into a happy state. After two or three cycles of blissful sensation followed by sharp shocks, Mistress eased off the power and I slowly came back to reality.

So finished another fantastic session with Mistress. Each session has been different and skilfully managed, building on previous experiences, exploring and challenging my limits, becoming more intense as I gain in experience and my trust in Mistress V grows. Mistress V ’s incomparable repertoire and skill in listening to what is not being said, reading body language and responding to visual and auditory signals is almost supernatural. Coupled with Her personal charm, stunning appearance and pure magnetism, a visit to Mistress V is a life enhancing experience. If you are contemplating visiting a ProDomme, I believe you would not be disappointed with Mistress V.

My journey with Mistress V continues, enhanced by Her strength, emboldened by Her presence, enriched by Her intelligence and comforted by the knowledge of Her presence in my life. ‘Kneel Before Me’, ‘Be Better, Be Mine’ are Mistress’s Mantras … I have knelt before Mistress and I have become Hers.

Every session with Mistress V is perfect, yet each session is somehow better than the last. I awoke with a beaming smile on my face today; absolutely glowing with a warm feeling inside as a result of a session with Mistress V yesterday. I’m still smiling now.

The session took place in Mistress V’s medical room. Mistress told me that she was going to wax my chest and my groin area. I’d never experienced this before and I knew it was going to hurt but looking at Mistress V’s inimitably beautiful face as she tightened the straps securing me to the medical couch relaxed me. I wanted to suffer for her. And suffer I did, yet it was incredibly enjoyable and satisfying, especially as Mistress V laughed as she tore off the wax with my hairs stuck to it.

In between tearing off the strips, Mistress V smothered me with her latex clad bottom, at times rendering me unable to breathe, yet always feeling safe. She would also spit into my mouth in between tearing off the wax and she also peed directly into my mouth. And that’s one of the wonderful things about Mistress V’s sessions. They are exciting; eventful; variable. Yet harmonised and thoughtful.

The next session I have with Mistress V will be completely different to yesterday’s session. It will take place in a different room, with different equipment. And the session will be even better than the last one. Regular sessions with Mistress V are an unbeatably wonderful work in progress; a journey of mutual discovery, trust and understanding. And more pleasure than you can imagine.

Mistress V’s mantra of ‘become better. Become Mine’ is an unavoidable truth. The memories of a session with Mistress V last forever. A session with Mistress V is a life enhancing experience. So much so that, having experienced the exhilarating spontaneity and potency of Mistress V, you never want to session with anyone else. Because Mistress V dominates with the highest level of emotional intelligence that I’ve ever experienced.

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I arrived at the chambers of Mistress V, 15 minutes late. Upon my arrival Mistress opened the door, my heart racing as I could hear the sound of her leather high heeled boots coming down the stairs.

“Go up the stairs!” She ordered in her strict tone. “Go and strip and put on these leather pants bitch” she commanded. I obeyed mistress and changed into my black leather jockstrap.

“Now bring me my tribute in your mouth, and crawl on all fours to me” Mistress then ordered me to kiss her boots and suck her gloves. Her presence is so alluring and she looked fantastic in her leather.

After much teasing and tormenting, I was taken to the edge of my senses, struggling not to explode, such was my desire and temptation for her leather. I will leave the details to your imagination.

Suffice to say the mistress is an expert in the dark arts, and as one who enjoys delve into such realms, I was taken to another dimension.

Sexy, alluring, fun, Mistress V is all of these. I will certainly be begging for more.

My journey with Mistress V continued today – each session takes me further into Her world in an exciting, fun-filled exploration of our psyches. I’m a submissive at the Sensuous Sadism end of her spectrum, so my tale reflects that small part of her undoubtedly wide repertoire. Without doubt, Mistress lives up to her promises on her daily twitter feed, @yorksmistressv. Sensuous, sadistic, teasing, strict, unpredictable, skillful and talented – a real tour de force of BDSM that will leave the senses reeling and every nerve and sinew twitching at Her touch – be it soft, sensual and calming, or hard, sharp and pain-inducing. To surrender totally to Mistress is to open a whole new world of experiences and sensations.

Mistress had me stand with my hands loosely by my side. Looping a long length of soft, black rope around my neck, She proceeded to tie a series of looping knots, which had the effect of totally binding my upper torso including cock and scrotum. Any movement of my arms or body simply tugged and tightened on my genitals (so I obviously wriggled a bit!). Manoeuvering into position against Her St. Andrew’s cross, a quick fastening and I was totally immobile. Mistress then proceeded to tease my nipples before attaching a clamp on each. Blindfolding and ear-muffing me, I was left in darkness with a tightness in my groin and a growing sensation in my nipples as the weight of the clamps slowly dragged them outwards and down, as Mistress went to change.

When the clacking of heels announced Mistress’s re-entry into the room, I didn’t know what to expect. When the blindfold was removed, what I saw was a gorgeous vision of Dominant Womanhood, in a red, latex dress with the zip up the front. My pleasure at the vision was enhanced as she sinuously moved towards me, the tightly clinging dress moving in total synchronicity with her walk. Attaching both nipple clamps to a carabiner hook at the end of a line fixed through a pulley on the roof, Mistress started to pull on the end of the line, causing the clamps to rise towards the ceiling (and my nipples with them). Holding me in that position, Mistress ensured other parts of my anatomy weren’t neglected, by teasing and slapping. Continuing the tugging, Mistress me on tiptoe, before taking pity on me and letting the rope slacken, only to attach the clamps to my cock and scrotum and repeat the tugging procedure.

Mistress left the room for a moment, returning with a lit candle. I guessed (correctly) what was about to happen, and the hot wax was dribbled delicately, first down over my nipples and then my throbbing shaft. To be honest, it wasn’t as hot or painful as I had expected, being more of a stinging sensation than a burn. Allowing it to harden, Mistress then used her sharp, multi-coloured nails to peel it off my skin, creating a top-side cast of my member.

Releasing the bindings, Mistress ordered me to prostrate myself on her bench, where she swiftly and deftly rebound my genitals with a thin white cord, separating my cock from my scrotum in the process. Mistress then proceeded to spank me, increasing tempo and strength as she turned my buttocks from their normal insipid, whitish shade to a lovely pink. Swapping her hand for a soft flogger she continued to strike my backside, alternating hard and soft to no predictable pattern, and allowing herself to swat my genitals every so often – sometimes soft, sometimes hard. By now, I was tingling all over – something the strap being wielded by a teacher at school never achieved! As I seemed to be enjoying it too much (I was), Mistress swapped out the flogger for her Cat o’ Nine Tails. Now this was a much more fearsome looking implement than the flogger, and so it transpired. I lost track of the number of strokes I received, but each felt to be carefully positioned to maximise the spread across the entire area of my buttocks, so as not to leave lasting marks. By now, totally out of it, I commented that I had never really appreciated what pleasure people could derive from being tormented with implements such as canes or whips, but I could now start to appreciate their perspective. Me and my big mouth!! Mistress showed me her leather Sjambok and told me how much she enjoyed using it, both for the pretty pattern it made, but also for the degree of control she had over it. Well, we had to try a few strokes, didn’t we! What a session! Remember what I said at the start about Mistress’s spectrum – well I think I’ve moved along it a bit now!

Taking a short break, I was ordered back into the playroom and over the bench, where Mistress proceeded to strap on a large pink dildo. After extensive lubing and some attempts at penetration, it was obvious I still wasn’t stretched enough to accommodate Mistress. Swapping her strap-on for a large blue dildo, she proceeded to give me the first real fvcking I’ve ever experienced. My previous sessions with Mistress were never as robust, and I was soon groaning, moaning and trembling as she thrust that large object in and out. Promising that the next time I’d be able to accommodate Her fully, I was released from the bench and ordered back into the Medical Room, to lie on the bench.

By now I was trembling all-over, being barely able to control my body as I lay shivering on the couch, waiting for Mistress to reappear. She did so, brandishing her little black case with Sounds and eplay kit. Having been sounded by Mistress in a previous session, I knew the care She took with these 9 inch pieces of steel, and so could relax and enjoy the sensations as the narrow shaft of steel slowly slid down under it’s own weight, until only the last inch was protruding. Massaging me with the rod, Mistress then moved straight on to the thickest example in her kit. Again, we sat chatting and laughing as the rod slid slowly down, Mistress monitoring it’s progress by feeling the bulge as it proceeded, until finally arresting its movement with only one end showing and the other end being somewhere south of my scrotum! Removing the sound, Mistress then connected her flexible sound to the e-play control and started feeding that into the space recently vacated. Turning up the power resulted in a stinging sensation which Mistress skilfully controlled, keeping the sensations on the edge of being bearable – torment, not torture. Withdrawing the sound with the power still on produced a real reaction from me, as the tip was drawn up through my glans – now that really did nip! So much so, that an involuntary reaction saw me brush my hand against Mistress’s leg, completing a circuit and giving Mistress who was still holding the sound a sharp shock too! We laughed as Mistress jumped.

After such a fantastic session, there was only one way to celebrate and Mistress treated me to a Champagne shower, where I was encouraged to drink as much of the fine vintage as I could manage. Unfortunately, I did miss a few drops so will be looking to improve my performance the next time I visit – it’s too precious a commodity to go to waste!

So, thank you Mistress, for another fantastic session. Trusting in You and willingly submitting to You resulted in wonderful new experiences for me; variations on CBT and nipple play, hot wax play, greater intensity and length of spanking and flogging, experiencing your Cat o’ Nine Tails and Sjambok, prolonged sounding and electrifying e-play and a Champagne toast. How I have advanced under Your expert guidance. ‘Become Better, Become Mine’ you say – I couldn’t agree more. Under Your Dominion, I will strive to become even better. Until the next time …

On Monday morning I made my first visit to Mistress V and indeed what was my first ever session with a professional domme (although I have had some previous experience of BDSM). I came across Mistress V’s website a while back and decided to take the plunge. Initially I sent an email explaining my interests and Mistress quickly sent a reply asking me to call and make an appointment.

With me being something of a novice, I was a inevitably a little nervous as I arrived outside her chambers. However once I entered, Mistress quickly put me at ease and we had a quick chat about what I was looking for in the session, which was mainly CP, spanking, caning and so on. I then mentioned that I also liked some CBT and a glint appeared in her eye and her mouth developed a devilish smile…

Mistress showed me to a room to strip off, and then she instructed me to go and get over her bench while she continued to get ready. I placed myself on the bench and it placed me in a good position to contemplate the vast array of implements, restraints, and other devices (some of which I couldn’t imagine the purpose of, which may be a good thing!)

After a minute or so, mistress had got changed and entered. She quickly secured me to the bench, and started by giving me a spanking to warm me up. Next, tied my balls nice and tight, giving me a few gentle taps to ensure I knew who was in control. She then explained that she would continue the warm up with one of her straps. She interspersed the strapping of my ever reddening bottom with the occasional gentle swat to the balls, something that extracted a sharp intake of breath “that got your attention didn’t it slave?” and then “now ,I’ve forgotten something” Mistress left the room briefly and when she came back I soon felt a sharp prickling sensation on my balls. Not sure what exactly she was doing at first, I soon guessed that it was a pinwheel running over my tightly tied scrotum and then over the head of my cock.

After that Mistress resumed warming me up with the strap. Once she was satisfied, she showed a picture of my nice red cheeks, and also the pinwheel being worked up and down my balls. “I think you are ready for your caning now, I’d like you to count each stroke and thank me afterwards. I then got a first set of 10 strokes, which were carefully varied in intensity. After the first 10 she immediately asked “ready for the next set of 10?” I got the feeling that saying no wasn’t the expected answer! After the third set, I was beginning to wonder how many she had planned! Fortunately it turned out to be “just” another 20 more.

I wasn’t finished yet, as Mistress attached some rather sharp little clips to my scrotum and cock and gave me a very light and gentle flogging over my sore cheeks. I was then allowed to worship her absolutely wonderful bottom. Now there are quite a lot of photos of Mistress V on her website but I can honestly say that none of them quite do justice to her beautiful bum!

After the session had finished we had a nice chat and she explained that because it was my first session she had been careful, but felt I could take more. The session was a great experience and I will definitely be returning for another session soon!

My journey with Mistress commenced with me being ordered to polish her long, black, high-heeled stiletto boots. Having done so to Mistress’s satisfaction, i was instructed to prostrate myself on Her bench. With both knees on the step and my head over the end, Mistress strapped me in tightly, then placed a blindfold over my eyes and muffs over my ears. Here i was again, back in sensory deprivation! Mistress’s voice was barely audible, but the soothing tones were re-assuring. Having discussed introducing an element of pain into the session, i expected another, perhaps more severe, spanking to that experienced in my previous session. What i didn’t expect, but certainly appreciated, was Mistress slipping some lube followed by a plug into my backside, with a strict command ‘Hold it!’, clearly audible. After a brief pause, i felt Mistress’s soft fingers fondle my cock and balls, followed by a sharp tug as She tightened the ligature deftly placed around them. My sharp draw of breath was softened by the sensations that rapidly increased as tape was used to secure the plug in place. A few pushes from Mistress and i was groaning softly, cut-off by the sharp application of a leather flogger, as Mistress started using my buttocks as a drum, the beat starting off softly and increasing in strength and tempo. Slowing the pace but increasing the intensity and alternately caressing me with her hands the stinging became more pronounced with a tingling spreading to the tips of my toes and my scalp as my entire nervous system started to respond to the application of the strap. i started to drift as the adrenaline and endorphins kicked in and, having thought i had reached my limit, found that not only was i accepting the strap, but actively seeking it out. Mistress was so attuned to my state that at the very point where i started to think i had reached my absolute limit, the strapping stopped and Mistress soothed my, by now, scarlet buttocks.

Unstrapping me and removing the blindfold and earmuffs, Mistress ordered me to lie down on her floor board. As i did so, i had forgotten about the plug, until a fresh wave of sensations pulsed through me as i settled down. Mistress tied me to the board with soft rope, then used another to hold my genitals in position, before straddling me and commanding me to worship her. i didn’t really have much option (as if anyone would refuse a Goddess) and after a heavenly period of time which seemed to last for eternity due to the euphoric state i was still in, Mistress swiftly untied me.

Ordering me into the medical room, i was strapped to the bench, still with the plug, ligature and tape in place. Again, I’d forgotten about the plug, which added a frisson of excitement as i lay down! Producing a small black pouch and an e-stim attachment, Mistress announced with a wicked gleam in Her eye and a gorgeous smile, that i was about to be sounded. Seeing the smallest sound in the toolkit, my queasiness at the prospect of having a length of metal inserted into where the sun has never been, rapidly turned to alarm. But Fear only exists to be conquered, and with my trust in Mistress total, i took a deep breath as, with a small drop of lube on the end of the stainless steel rod, Mistress started the delicate process with total concentration and care for my feeling. The sensation was terrific – never have i felt so focussed on a specific part of my body. Producing a pair of scissors, Mistress grinned mischievously then cut the tape still around the base of my cock and we both laughed as the sound slowly slid deeper into me under it’s own weight. Honestly I’ve never felt so relieved – what i had feared 5 minutes previously was turning out to be not only an exhilarating, but also a highly amusing and enlightening experience. Replacing the slim still rod with the flexible, nobbly estim attachment, Mistress started increasing the estim power – the feeling was incredible, the sensations reaching all the way down through my pelvic region. Mistress then produced the largest sound from Her pouch and, pointing out that there was a narrow end and a thick end, explained that She would use the narrow end to stretch me and then try for the wider end. With a big smile across Her gorgeous face and a wide grin and laugh, Mistress proceeded to insert the thick end! How Mistress and i laughed – the dead pan delivery and contradictory action was so perfect, as was the feeling of the thick steel rod penetrating me!

If you have got as far as this, you will have deduced that my Mistress is beautiful, vivacious, intelligent, demanding, perceptive, alluring, highly skilled, totally professional and has a wicked, bubbly sense of humour that manifests itself in the most interesting situations.

My journey with Mistress continues … what will the next episode bring? I’ll find out shortly!

I had contacted Mistress Victoria having seen her website and finding her combination of beauty yet commend very exciting.

I arrived and she opened the door at that point I realised that the photos did not o her justice her legs were incredible and her body exciting, so much so that I couldn’t stop looking.

We chatted where she dealt with my obvious nerves and she got to know me better, she decided that I could fulfil my long held desire to embrace my sissy side. She picked out clothes that could only be described as slutty and set about applying my makeup. Her makeup skills were fantastic I could see my face change reflecting the sissy inside me. As she applied the make up she teased me by accidentally coming into contact with her body and allowing me to stare at her stunning body.

Once made up I changed and joined her in hr play room she took photos and then made me copy her to learn to move as a sissy should. Once I was trained she asked me to select a cock for her to use on me. She put on the strap on and made me start to fellate it, to prove I could accept it in my arse occasionally she would allow me to taste her beautiful spit.

Once I had proved tit she made me mount her bench presenting my sissy arse and she lubed me up then entered me, the feeling was divine combined with her telling me what a slut I was meant I was in heaven. She fucked me for what seemed like days her cock filling me so much. Once she had had her fun I was unbound and told to get undressed and go to the bathroom. She entered having drunk water and when I was in position she allowed me to savour her piss. She filled me up and I felt so special having had the chance to taste her.

After I got washed and dried I entered a third room and Mistress allowed to worship her boots then feet then legs.Mistress Victoria has gorgeous legs and fantastic feet and I felt so lucky. Mistress Victoria is so beautiful, commanding and caring. She finished by allowing me to stroke myself and to eat my own cum whilst I look at her.

I had a fantastic time, one that I will repeat soon providing she allows me to. I cannot stop thinking of Mistress Victoria and i recall her legs, breasts, face, eyes, hands and voice.

She is amazing, perfect in beauty and control.

After looking on the internet for a mistress who is local. I came across Mistress V. I rang her her and made an appointment for my first ever session with her. 

When i first arrived she sat me down and i explained bout my medical and anal play fantasies and how nervous i was she then quickly put me at ease before i told her bout my fear of needles. 

Then she taped me up with shrink wrap exposing my cock and balls and nipples. When i couldn’t move she slowly inserted 20 needles in my balls. At first i was expecting a lot of pain but it wasn’t as bad as i thought. Then she put 2 in my nipples which hurt a bit then she stopped. After that she introduced me to a strapon followed by the fuck machine. Then she let me come lol. If u are thinking bout it defo see Mistress V. She is understanding bout ur limits. Defo going bk in New Year.

Having read Mistress V’s highly intelligent tweets, fascinating blogs and many of the testimonials on her website, I just had to book a session with Mistress V. After all, everything about her tweets and her website suggests she is a top UK Mistress, as well as being extremely beautiful.

Mistress V’s beauty is breathtaking. Don’t take my word for it. She is, as she says, beautifully cruel. As soon as I saw her, I knew I wanted to suffer for her more than I’ve ever suffered before, and indeed I did.

Mistress V is highly observant, analytical and insightful. She left no stone unturned in her pursuit of the knowledge that would create the perfect session for me.

When the session started, I got into subspace very quickly. Others have remarked on the ease with which Mistress V gets you into subspace and it is true. Not a second of the session is wasted. I was given a caning that is the longest and most enjoyable caning I’ve ever received, then we moved onto trampling and CBT with her sharp heels, and the most amazing breath control using a clear plastic bag. I was genuinely scared yet totally safe. The session included spitting, face slapping and verbal humiliation, all of which I had requested.

I love the fact that no time was wasted. Every second was taken up with the pain / humiliation / pleasure scenarios that I had asked for.

Mistress V has the highest level of emotional intelligence I have ever encountered. Read her tweets and her blogs, and take note of them, for Mistress V is definitely the thinking man’s Dominatrix.