Archive for Chest Harness
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.
slave connor’s turn for a session.
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After having maid marian cleaning My house yesterday, it was slave connor’s turn for another session with his Goddess. Before W/we could begin, I had to visit the jeweller to have a ring resized. It kept slipping My mind and it was about time I had it done. Any excuse to have some afternoon tea while My ring was being attended to on the spot which I was not expecting. My good fortune did not stop there – since looking for a suitable black handbag over the last 6 months or more, I finally found a black leather handbag which fulfilled My criteria. What a wonderful start to My afternoon with My collared slave.
With two tasks finalised, My attention now turned to My slave. Attention was first given to pampering My feet and then slave connor was placed in a rope chest harness for some teasing and torment. My slave’s pierced nipples are now far more sensitive than they used to be and what a delight they are to play with now *wicked smile*.
Of course being blindfolded meant he couldn’t see what was coming. And as slave connor generously gave Me his purple vibrator to replace My dead zebra one, it was only fair that I should baptise My new purple vibrator on this slave!
My new purple accomplice worked most efficiently and soon slave connor was experiencing a fairly intense orgasm over which he had no control!
I LOVE playing with slaves and subs *very happy Mistress*.
An uplifting rope session for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsAfter recent disruptions, My collared slave was finally invited to My dungeon this evening for his first session this year.
I love rope bondage and treasure every opportunity I get to apply and improve this skill. After all, practice makes perfect… even for a Mistress *winks*.
slave tate has experienced many different forms of rope bondage and this chest harness was no different. Instead of standing in full rope bondage, or being fully or partially suspended, I felt like trying him out in a sitting position with a twist.
The weight of his legs was supported by rope attached to the rope web behind his neck which also effectively prevented him from toppling forward and losing his balance. In this vulnerable and completely helpless position, My fingers began to tease both nipples and the reaction was immediate… lots of wriggling and writhing.
To add to his torment, I fetched My zebra vibrator and continued teasing My slave but that was shortlived as My vibrator died in action. Well… it was one of My first purchases all those years ago and I am thankful it lasted as long as it did. Fortunately, it is not the only vibrator in My collection and another one soon replaced the dead one *GRINS*.
Suspending slave tate’s legs in a parallel position should prove to be a most interesting experience for him, especially as he is teased and tormented. I wonder if I should allow him to orgasm in this position?
I was having so much fun with My slave that in the end, I did continue to tease slave tate to an explosive finale.
I love exposing My slaves to new experiences!
Rope and chopsticks for slave connor.
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slave connor’s first day of his break began with being in My presence and what better way for My slave’s holiday to start off than with a session!
After a hectic weekend I wanted to relax and enjoy My slave’s company in My lounge room rather than in My dungeon on this occasion. Some rope, chopsticks and 7″ heels would keep Me happy as well as My slave *winks*. A chest harness was placed in a way that would allow Me to secure chopsticks around My slave’s nipples. Hands were bound by the wrist to rope wrapped around slave connor’s upper thighs and his ankles were separately tied.
In this position of torment, My slave was conveniently positioned at the foot of My armchair giving Me a footrest. Nothing like have 7″ inch heels resting on a slave’s chest… and oh dear… every now and again My heels seem to slip a little and accidentally knock against those chopsticks *WEG*.
The torment lasted for some time and eventually I did put My collared slave out of his misery and forced him to have an orgasm as I continued to tweak his rather sensitive nipples by this stage *smiles with utter satisfaction*.
A sensational beginning to My slave’s week off.
slave tate’s lucky weekend.
Posted by: | CommentsNot only did My collared slave hit the jackpot yesterday with a surprise visit by My Mistress friend which he was totally unaware of, he then had a session with Me to look forward to today. slave tate was instructed to collect Me from home and what timing for My slave… the weather was decidedly wet. Keeping Me dry under his umbrella as I was escorted to the car only got My slave damp in the process. Ah… the life of a collared slave and the sufferance this can entail *WEG*.
To top it off, as W/we arrived at My dungeon, the decidedly wet weather became even more decidedly wet. My slave had no choice but to keep Me dry as I got out of the car and walked to the front door of My premises. slave tate would be stripping off shortly anyway so getting a little wetter would make no difference whatsoever.
After the thrill of having a short, impromptu double Mistress session yesterday, the question now was: what would I do with My slave today?
I opted to continue the theme of footstool as My slave’s concentration was on Shereba’s legs yesterday and now it was time to bring his focus back to the divine legs of his Goddess *winks*.
After stripping off and presenting himself in the lounge room, he had to wait as I finished making some plunger coffee in preparation for this session. While it was brewing, I tended to My slave and first replaced his slave 
collar with a more appropriate posture collar and used red jute rope to secure his hands at the front by incorporating the rope in a harness like fashion around his chest. That would prevent his hands from going anywhere.
The final touch was tying his ankles together with another piece of jute rope. Now My footstool was ready as was My coffee. As I relaxed with My coffee and My book, slave tate had the privilege of admiring My gorgeous, natural coloured fully fashioned stockings with black seams. Every now and again he got to feel My nylons against his skin.
As I finished My coffee, made an important phone call and completed reading a chapter of My book, My fingers were simply itching to torment My slave’s nipples. To begin with I had not fully decided whether I would allow slave tate to have a second orgasm but the longer I teased him, the more generous I began to feel. Who knows when I may feel as generous again *smiles*.
With My decision made, My fingers could concentrate on the task at hand (pun intended) and without losing rhythm, they maintained a barrage of nipple teasing until slave tate could take no more and somehow managed to have another intense orgasm. I jokingly stated to My slave that if he kept this up at this rate, soon there would be very little seed left to expel!!!
A most pleasant interlude for My collared slave and without wasting time, he was dressed and ready to return Me home where maid marian would be put to work, but not until My slave had eaten some lunch first.
maid marian was very keen to try out her new white custom fit corset and there was no reason why this could not happen today. Not that I told her that… I kept her guessing until she was dressed in her hobble skirt uniform *wicked grin*.
My maid’s feelings about her new corset have been well described in her blog and I will make no attempt to replicate those thoughts here.
slave tate’s rope bondage session.
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I was in the mood to play with My collared slave mid-week for a change and arranged slave tate to present himself before Me this evening at 8pm.
How to torment My slave? That was the decision I had to make. Interesting how inspiration works and the moment I stepped into My dungeon with My slave waiting patiently to see what I was going to do with him, My focus immediately turned to My basket of rope. Hemp or jute? Red rope or natural coloured rope? I have recently been using My red rope quite a lot and it was time to use the natural coloured jute.
There was a new chest harness and leg tie I wanted to experiment with which would be a new experience for slave tate – having his hands tied behind his back and then made to lie on his back (and consequently his hands in the process). I could test his endurance in this position OR test his endurance before cumming. The latter was more amusingly palatable to Me *WEG*.
As I finished with the leg and ankle bindings securing them to the chest harness, I moved into position with My feet on either side of his head. My legs were clad in fully fashioned natural coloured stockings with a black seam, under a black skirt. My intention was to torment the nipples while My slave was totally bound and unable to move.
Yes, torment his nipples I did… and was expecting to do so for some time… when without warning slave tate suddenly screamed in ecstasy as he lost total control of My cock and an orgasm was unstoppable.
What an intense combination that turned out to be for My boy: tight rope bondage, nipple torment and having no direction to look at other than staring up under My skirt at My stocking clad legs. slave tate had a clear view of My gorgeous thighs encased by stocking tops and metal garters glistening in their support.
This session ended up NOT being a test of endurance by any stretch of the imagination. There is always next time *winks*.
The Castle.
Posted by: | CommentsMy first attendance at The Castle since January and I was very much looking forward to it. The authentic medieval atmosphere can only be found overseas so We are most fortunate to have such a place in Our midst.
A friend of Mine from NSW was joining Me for the evening and as this was his first time at this venue, I decided to arrive just before sunset so the castle could be viewed in full splendour which he greatly appreciated. Once the sun finally set, it was still too early for the gathering to start so slave tate drove U/us into Beenleigh so W/we could grab a pizza to snack on while W/we waited. I was famished and would not have lasted until 8pm (or later) when food would be served.
W/we returned to the castle and it was not long before people began arriving and socialising. I had decided not to bring any implements with Me as My plan for the evening was to use rope on My collared slave and on My toy.
The clear night sky and lack of wind meant that the evening grew colder by the hour. Fortunately a magnificent huge fire kept the chill at bay and that did not stop Me from exposing slave tate’s nipples for torment – only AFTER he had first been secured in a chest harness. To keep his head warm, I placed him in My perforated full leather hood.
Having also placed My toy in a sidearm harness, I opted to secure the two of them together, back-to-back for additional warmth in the crisp night air. THEN I was able to torment My slave’s nipples and invited some other friends to do the same *WEG*. If My slave had been feeling a little chilled, that sensation had now totally disappeared – LOL.
I lost all track of time and after dishing out a fair bit of torment (with some help from My friends), the excitement of rope bondage for My collared slave and My toy was drawing to an end for this evening. I did have one final thing to do before continuing My social activity and that was trampling Doormat in My divine new heels.
This event was an outstanding success with over 110 people in attendance. On completion of My play, I spent the remainder of the evening chatting with familiar folk and meeting new kinky people, some of whom I had been wishing to meet in person for some time.
By 1pm I was fading fast and it was time to depart and make O/our way back to the Gold Coast until the next social event. And I wonder where that will be?
Rope Suspension.
Posted by: | CommentsA special treat had been organised last night with My Mistress friend for Her special pet. With KittyMinx’s birthday today, one of the things she has really wanted to experience has been rope suspension. I could not think of a better way to make her evening and was more than happy to surprise her with this.
KittyMinx adores rope bondage as it is and this would be an even bigger thrill. With the chest harness and hip harness in position, it did not take long to create the last attachment point on her ankles and finally adding the 3 ropes to the 3 harnesses for the actual suspension. With some assistance from her Mistress, full elevation was achieved efficiently and she was now fully suspended for the very first time.
KittyMinx lasted well in her rope suspension and quickly discovered how relaxing the floating sensation can be and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of flying that suspension creates.
At the conclusion of this part of her rope bondage experience, I tried out a new simple crossover chest harness which KittyMinx remained in as the three of U/us celebrated her birthday with some delicious Jamaican Chocolate Cheesecake and champagne.
