I had the pleasure of meeting Mistress V for the first time day.

Mistress V welcomed me into her dungeon and she offered me a seat to discuss my ‘kinks’.

I was, however, finding my attention drifting as my eyes were fixated on Mistress V’s thigh high black beautiful leather boots. It was like she already had me in trance.

I explained to Mistress V that my kinks were role play, enforced pet play, boot worship, bondage, electrics and obedience. With that the session began.

No sooner had I been stripped naked, a collar and leash was swiftly locked around my neck. Mistress V then dragged me into her lair, where she started my transformation from man to dog. Leather binders were tightly strapped around my legs and arms, buckled up, and padlocked on. Mitts were then encased around my hands. Within no more than 10 minutes I found myself self in a horrible situation. I couldn’t stand or extend my arms, nor use my hands or even free myself from this cruel bondage device. I quickly realised (with great fear) that the only thing I could do was crawl around (exactly like a dog). I was then strapped to Mistress V’s bondage board and then the intensity increased. I was forced to suck, lick and clean Mistress V’s delicious boots (despite my attempts to resist). However, Mistress V was not happy with my boot cleaning services and I could sense danger. I was right. An electric shock collar was quickly fastened around my neck. A few zaps of the collar made my frantically worship her boots to perfection. Just as I thought I was pleasing my new owner, Mistress V cranked up the intensity even more. A second shock collar was locked around my balls, which were then also tightly tied up with black rope. I was helpless, locked in the leather pet crawler, balls leashed up, whilst being defenceless to the two shock collars that were now set to control my life. What followed, was arguably the most terrifying yet thrilling experience of my 15 years in the BDSM world. Mistress V began moulding me, breaking me down, training me as her dog. I had no choice but to obey her EVERY word as she was literally controlling me with the tips of her fingers (through the little evil remote that controlled the shock collars). The pain from the shocks were so strong that I would have done anything for them to stop, even giving into Mistress V’s desire that I become her lifetime 24/7 pet dog, destined to live in a cage and only taken out for walks, or boot worship.

After an intense collar and leash training session in which I was humbly trained to walk to heel, beg, sit and worship Mistress, I finally accepted my position of Mistress V’s dog. By this point, I was completely subservient and obedient to Mistress V. Completely broken. I was in sub space. I was in dreamland.

This was genuinely one of the most intense pet play sessions I have ever had. Mistress V is an expert in role play, and make no mistake, She WILL turn you into a dog if She so desires.

Slave M