Archive for August, 2011
Hellfire in Brisbane.
Posted by: | CommentsMasquerade theme at Hellfire this month – one of My favourite themes. Time to bring out the zebra in Me…
Together with slave tate, I had the pleasure of catsitting KittyMinx on behalf of her absent Mistress as well as indulging in some wonderful play with two different subs.
The first sub was subject to a double Mistress discipline administration in public. After being warmed up with leather paddles and a crop, he also copped a caning of 50 strokes. What better way to warm up on a cold winter night *wicked smile*.
The red rope I had brought with Me was begging to be used – no point in wasting an opportunity to apply a chest harness on both slave tate and on KittyMinx and then join them together with some chain and a lead. No straying for either of them for the time being *smirks*.
Having warmed up beautifully with My first caning for the night followed by some rope bondage play, another sub I have played with before on numerous occasions turned up. May as well indulge in a second play before relaxing with a glass of red wine and socialising for the remainder of the evening.
Another sleepover for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy collared slave was given another opportunity to spend the greater part of the weekend in My presence.
And who better to tell the story? My slave of course!
slave tate’s version can be read in his blog entry titled More sleeping on the floor!
maid marian My sissymaid was also expected to be on duty from the time she awoke and her description of her day is in her blog entry called Two premises to clean.
Knife play on My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy beautiful new mahogany obsidian knife has been waiting for an appropriate ritual baptism and I gave that privilege to My collared slave connor in his session this afternoon.
I partially wrapped him in cling wrap and used a long leather strap to ensure his hands could not wriggle out of their plastic encasement. After an initial teasing using My bare foot on his nipples and cock (not at the same time… LOL), I used the fabulous edge of My knife running it across his exposed pierced nipples.
My slave felt every touch of the cool sharp edge of the stone blade against his skin and even felt its cutting potential through the cling wrap covering his cock. Its affect was immediate and he became highly attuned to even its most sensitive application.
This became an intense ritual experience for My slave and finished on a profound spiritual note with the additional healing properties of mahogany obsidian also affecting him in a positive way.
Sessions, slaves, chauffeur, pampering and cupcakes.
Posted by: | CommentsSince slave connor’s birthday, I have had some great sessions over the last 7 days amongst other things. The highlight of My week was catching up with Mistress Jadis again after Her Urban Tantra workshop in the Northern Rivers of NSW.
I had My nail appointment first thing in the morning so My chauffeur had an early start. After being pampered by My nail technician for an hour a half, ParkHer had returned to collect Me and W/we stopped on the way home so I could get some yummy cupcakes for afternoon tea. These were dropped off at home and O/our trip to the Northern Rivers in NSW continued on a magnificent sunny day. I offered to collect Mistress Jadis from Her workshop near Murwillumbah and as W/we were running early, it was time for a light lunch where My chauffeur was permitted to join Me.
W/we reached O/our destination with ease and were soon on O/our way back to the Gold Coast with My guest. My chauffeur was dismissed as I treated My special guest to very delicious, freshly made cupcakes (nom nom) and chai tea. The afternoon sped by and no sooner had We started, We were back in the car being chauffeured to the Gold Coast airport to drop off Mistress Jadis so She could return home to Sydney.
With the excitement of slave connor’s birthday dinner on Monday night, Mistress Jadis’ visit on Wednesday afternoon, I also had a weekend break in Melbourne to catch up with a dear friend for her birthday as well as seeing My family. To say My week had been full of activity is an understatement.
In My absence I ensured slave tate and maid marian were kept appropriately occupied. Nothing like returning from an interstate trip to a lovely clean home *smiles*.
Celebration for My birthday boy.
Posted by: | CommentsA birthday celebration for My collared slave which began at My house before heading to his favourite Indian restaurant for dinner with his Mistress and slave brother.
A kinky friend generously wished him birthday spanks on her behalf which I was more than happy to apply *GRINS*.
After his spanking, it was time for my slave to drink some champagne (as he was not driving on his special day courtesy of slave tate).
W/we had a delicious dinner with an equally delicious and well chosen bottle of red and finished celebrating with dessert and cocktails at the Sheraton.
I am pretty sure My slave can remember the wonderful events of this special night of his… LOL!!!
Extra treat for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy collared slave connor had a Saturday off for a change which is a rare occurrence.
A perfect opportunity to give him an extra treat in the form of a sensory deprivation session as the weather is still cold enough to use My leather sleepsack and sensory deprivation hood.
Stretching exercise for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsI have not done a lot of CBT with My slave and thought it was about time I did… *WEG*.
Not only did I use My ball crusher, once attached, I tied it to My rope pulley and ‘pulleyed’ away to My heart’s content. slave connor was stretched in ways he had not thought possible *winks*.
To add to My slave’s torment and to increase the tension (LOL), some predicament bondage was also incorporated to his nipples.
In this position I could keep My slave on his toes and tickle him to make him move his body which was greatly limited. Every now and again a twinge of discomfort became apparent on his face as he desperately tried to not only avoid My fingers, but avoid moving too drastically.
I finally put My slave out of his misery by lying him down on the floor where he was stretched out and tied down as I ended his session by striping My slave’s thighs with 12 cuts of My cane. A delightful pattern for him to admire over the next few days.
Strung up in a predicament.
Posted by: | CommentsWith My collared slave having spent many extra hours in My presence for the second weekend running, I thought I would surprise him even further by summoning him to My dungeon the next evening for a more intense time in a session.
slave tate arrived at the scheduled hour totally oblivious to My plans for him. After his awesome latex experience last week, this time he would be subjected to My cotton string… and lots of it… *laughs with glee*.
With his arms and legs secured to two spreader bars, that left him completely exposed for predicament bondage. With no shortage of string, I could be as frugal or as elaborate as I wanted, there was no restriction. Having said that, sometimes simpler is better *WEG*.
Now I could work My magic with My fingers and tease and torment My slave in his hapless predicament. No matter which way he moved, it affected some part of his delicate anatomy!!!
I kept this torment up for some time until eventually I relented and brought his torment to a fitting conclusion with one gob stopping orgasm *winks*.
The life of a collared slave within My realm and under My power…
