Archive for Collared Slave
Tickle torture for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy collared slave connor is exceptionally ticklish and he also has the most delightful laugh. Inflicting tickle torture on him is a real treat and gives Me lots of amusement.
I felt it was time to share some of his sensational session.
Check out the new video on My Tickle Torture page on My website *GRINS*.
Birthday session for My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsMy collared slave deserved the privilege of a special session in celebration of his birthday today.
As Easter is only a week away, this theme lent itself perfectly for what I had in mind for My slave… a crucifying couple of hours… and My slave had to grin and bear it.
First Christmas Party of this festive season.
Posted by: | CommentsDecember heralds the beginning of Christmas festivities and after setting up My Christmas tree with the help of My sissy maid on the evening of 1st December, I had My first Christmas party to attend the following night.
After the intense play with My serving sub at Hellfire last weekend, I decided to focus on socialising at this Christmas party rather than on play. Having said that, My collared slave tate did not entirely escape some of My treatment, affectionately known as ‘Silence of the slave’… LOL! slave tate had to wear My special sign for half an hour which kept him very quiet, much to the dismay of his friends who did their best to make him speak, failing miserably!
May the festive spirit continue and this month is shaping up to be full of fun activities.
My new red rubber urinal hood.
Posted by: | CommentsI have a new piece of equipment to add to My dungeon collection – a fabulous red rubber urinal hood.
slave connor was the first to baptise it in his session last Monday night. It was a new experience for two reasons: 1) he had never worn a rubber hood before and 2) he had not experienced My golden shower. I love giving My slaves new challenges. It appears that My slave has now added a new fetish to his list of favourite kinky activities.
Knowing the passion My other collared slave has developed for rubber, it was time to give slave tate a similar experience to that of his slave brother. I summoned My slave to My dungeon this afternoon to introduce him to My new rubber urinal hood which means he will be consuming My spittle AND My golden nectar for the very first time. I do like to ensure that My slave does not dehydrate by maintaining a regular fluid intake. My collared slave is most fortunate to have such a caring Mistress *wicked grin*.
Dishing out due discipline.
Posted by: | CommentsMy collared slave tate failed to fully follow a task last weekend in his calendar, and that was to sleep in his slave bed for three nights in a row and not just one!
I discovered his error accidentally when I asked him after his second night in his slave bed, how he had slept to which he replied: “i had a very good sleep in my big comfy bed!”
The result of that revealing conversation is demonstrated below. My slave’s perception of his mistake can be read in his blog entry – Punishment.
Pirate Party perfection.
Posted by: | CommentsLast night I attended a Pirate Party with My collared slave tate and what a perfect evening it turned out to be in terms of company, food and weather.
With thanks to a gift some time ago from a devoted slave, I was dressed as a Pirate Queen with My cabin boy attending to My needs throughout the evening. Deservingly, My slave won a prize for ‘Cutest Cabin Boy’ *beams with pride*.
I will let the photos tell the rest of the story of this Pirate Queen attracting some attention *smiles*.
Total rubber ecstasy.
Posted by: | CommentsAnother opportunity for My collared slave to use his rubber sleepsack with matching hood, this time on the floor of My dungeon and secured with rope. No blindfold and no gag on this occasion.
After approximately an hour and 20 minutes, My slave announced that if he remained in this position for much longer, it was highly likely that he would not be able to prevent an orgasm.
What a interesting prospect… My slave having an orgasm without My assistance!
I did nothing for awhile after this proclamation and simply towered over My slave, tormenting him even further by occasionally placing My boot on top of his family jewels. Then it was time to put My fingers into action and I rubbed some lube all over the crotch area of his rubber sleepsack, paying particular attention to smooth out any lumps and bumps I could feel through the latex *wicked smile*.
It did not take long for My magic fingers to do its work and My slave was soon writhing (as best he could within his restrictive condition), in ecstatic bliss via a forced orgasm – his first within the confines of latex.
What can My slave expect in his next session?
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.
