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Sensational fun for faith.
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slave connor’s alter ego, ‘faith’, has not had a session for many months and it was time to focus on My slave’s feminine persona for a change.
In this colder weather, faith could indulge in wearing some of her favourite clothes and My dilemma was what to do with My fully clothed girl? Rope can be easily applied to any body in any state of dress or undress. It is also one of faith’s favourite forms of bondage. First step of excitement build up in place *winks*.
I decided to wedge the pink vibrator between her legs in just the right position and let it do its work – the expression of faith’s face says it all.
I thoroughly enjoyed watching her squirm with delight within her bondage constraints and kept this up for some time.
Eventually she was released from her ropes, had to partially strip off so she could play with her clitty bringing herself to an orgasmic finale. The feminine squeals of utter pleasure emanating from faith was a sensational sight to behold.
First overnight session for slave tate.
Posted by: | CommentsLast night was a completely new experience for My collared slave tate – he had his first overnight session ever! My slave’s version of events can be read here.
Overnight sessions are so much fun. I find them very relaxing because anything I decide to do, or any torment I wish to apply can be done in a leisurely manner without time restrictions dictating play *smiles*.
slave tate had no idea what I had planned for him although I did hint that he was unlikely to get much sleep! And all he needed to bring with him was his leather collar.
My collared slave collected Me from home at 9.30pm and upon arrival at My dungeon, there was no time to waste. If I was going to function effectively, I needed a coffee fix before contemplating any heavier duty play. slave tate was immediately ordered to strip off and then head into the kitchen to prepare My cup of coffee which I wanted served with a mince pie. Besides, the tennis was on TV and I was in the mood to watch some of Hewitt’s match.
With My coffee made, I now required a coffee table. slave tate was sent to My cross dressing room to fetch the wooden tray which he held for Me as he knelt next to My armchair. Now I had somewhere to place My plate and My coffee mug. I continued to watch the tennis as I slowly drank My coffee and ate My mince pie. Nothing like some sustenance to keep a Mistress’ energy levels up on important occasions *winks*.
I was not keeping track of time… well there was no need to… I had HOURS to torment My slave!
Following My coffee, it was time to put My slave to the test and see how long he would last in rope bondage. A rope harness was applied first and then I had slave tate lie on his back and more rope was attached to his rope harness securing him firmly to some heavy chain. More rope was tied around the balls with each end then wrapped around each big toe. If the feet twitched or moved, this would pull on the balls… a delightful yet simple predicament bondage!
Having firmly tied My slave into place and blindfolded him, I retired to the lounge room to continue watching the tennis which was becoming a very long match! During the breaks I quietly made My way into the dungeon and without warning, teased slave tate’s nipples… just long enough to get him excited without tipping him over the point of no return. I repeated these unexpected short periods of torment on at least 5 occasions. The night was still young and I still had HOURS at My disposal *WEG*.
slave tate always wanted to know how his stamina would hold out in a position such as this and I must say, I was surprised he lasted as long as he did which was somewhere between 2-3 hours. I wasn’t really keeping an eye on the time and was waiting for him to say mercy. In the end I got bored and was feeling a little tired so a change of position was in order.
Untying My slave was perfect timing as he was just about ready to call out and would not have lasted much longer. Now he would shift from a prostrate position to an upright one. I could do with some sleep and slave tate would become My bedside table where My glass of water would sit in case I awoke feeling thirsty during the night… well… what was left of the night as it was now 3am! How time flies when I am having fun.
It was into My summer PJ’s for some sleep. My slave table was clearly told that he was not to put the wooden tray down without My permission and had to remain still for as long as he could manage. I will soon find out how long he lasts as he must be feeling slightly fatigued by now. The last 5 hours haven’t exactly been restful for him… LOL!
My plan worked out well for an hour and a half until I was woken up by a noise. Either My bedside table had nodded off briefly or the strain on his arms was too much and My glass of water slipped making the noise I had awoken to. I guess I could allow a little sleep for My slave – he has lasted quite well so far.
Back into the dungeon for slave tate where I prepared some extra chain and some padlocks. Leather wrist cuffs were locked in position and the chain was threaded through his wrist cuffs and padlocked to the ceiling beam. A towel on the rug for him to lie on (don’t want greasy oils from his skin left on My rug) and I even allowed him a small firm pillow. I told him that I needed My sleep and he was not to be restless and create unnecessary noises with the chain or he would suffer the consequences of waking Me up before I was ready!
Somewhere around 7.30am I woke up. All was quiet in My dungeon… TOO quiet. If I am awake, My slave must also wake up! I walked into the dungeon, grabbed the chain and pulled it upwards to force My slave into a standing position. In his half awake state, he managed to scramble to his feet and I immediately began to torment his nipples, balls and cock. The excitement of the overnight session had been building up for hours for My slave and he was on tenterhooks. It did not take much teasing and torment to bring on an explosive climax but I was far from finished with him yet.
slave tate was sent into the shower to freshen himself up and return undressed only wearing his leather collar. I wished to have a shower and My slave would finish his overnight session with one more performance of objectification – this time as a towel rack. I had him kneeling on the tiled floor near My shower so My towel draped over his outstretched arms would be within easy reach. Before I removed My white bathrobe to step into the shower, My slave was blindfolded to ensure he was fully concentrating on the job at hand… LOL!
I was finally showered and having used My towel, placed My wet towel back on My towel rack and got dressed. I was now ready to allow My slave to leave his position and dress himself so W/we could make O/our way to My favourite eating spot on Chevron Island for breakfast.
Upon arrival, I informed slave tate that he would be dining on toast for breakfast with some coffee. I, on the other hand was famished and ordered a delicious corn fritter breakfast with poached eggs and bacon.
What a sensational overnight session it was with My collared slave but I was tired and had to catch up on some sleep in the late morning. A couple of extra hours was all I needed and I was back to My normal routine for the remainder of My day.
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!
Sleepsack sessions for My collared slaves.
Posted by: | CommentsMore fun with My 2 collared slaves on 2 separate occasions for 2 days in a row.
The unprecedented cool weather for this time of year gave Me an opportunity to exploit My leather sleepsack. It was the perfect solution for slave tate who was recovering from an illness – it would keep him warm and cosy and the session would not overstress his body which was in a healing mode. Besides, I had a DVD to watch and My slave would serve as My footrest. And if he was lucky, I would torment the nipples through the leather with My feet to stop him from falling asleep.
Just goes to show that when My slave is in a state of total encasement (and in the dark with My half leather hood and leather blindfold), his senses are even more heightened. I did not have to move My feet very much or very often to get his nipples excited. At one point My slave got so excited he had to warn Me that he was close to having an orgasm and I immediately removed My feet from My footrest. No unauthorised orgasms for this boy!
slave tate had to remain as My footrest until I had finished watching My DVD which took just over an hour and a half. Now I could fully concentrate on teasing My slave for another15 minutes before finally allowing him an orgasm.
That is what I love about session play - it does not necessarily have to focus on pain and/or torture. The more subtle aspects of gentle but relentless teasing can be just as profound an experience for a slave!
This afternoon I had slave connor at My dungeon for a session. A week ago he had both his nipples pierced and they were obviously still in the early healing stage which presented Me with a problem: What do I do with My slave that will not adversely affect his newly pierced nipples? After some consideration I felt that My leather sleepsack would once again be the perfect setting for this session also.
The recently cleaned leather would sit gently over his nipples and it would serve as a more hygienic means of delicately prodding the freshly pierced nipples without fear of causing infection or other damage through direct contact.
slave connor found this first session of his with pierced nipples more intense than he imagined. Every slight movement sent shivers of delight throughout his body. I am sure My slave would have been plastered to My ceiling had it not been for My heavy leather sleepsack weighing him down and preventing him from floating away… LOL!
Incredibly, slave connor managed to last in this restrictive position for the better part of an hour and a half. I realise that his nipple piercings are probably feeling a little more sensitive at the moment as they are only a week old but… they bode well for more sensitive nipple play after they are fully healed.
Then I will have both My collared slaves with deliciously sensitive nipples and I very much look forward to taking advantage of that… *WEG*.
Sessions with My collared boys on the same day…
Posted by: | Comments… for the first time but NOT at the same time!
My collared sub butch was the first one to present himself before Me and his session was totally focused on My divine feet – worshipping My feet, kissing My feet, smelling My feet, being under My feet and the ultimate privilege of feeling My feet on the cock.
Spending the better part of his session in this way and appropriately paying homage to My feet and My toes, he earned himself the reward of satiating his dry mouth from all the foot worship with My golden shower.
My collared sub has had to wait for a very long time to be worthy of My delicious champagne and his eligibility in receiving My precious golden nectar has finally come to pass. And not surprisingly, an orgasm soon added to the intensity of his most privileged experience.
Having dismissed butch at the end of his session, slave connor was next to arrive. My feet required further pampering with a foot bath as I consumed My yummy afternoon treat of 6 large prawns as My slave first tended to My feet.
Following a beautiful relaxing foot massage, I was ready to play with My slave in the dungeon. Using a new rope bondage I had not tried on slave connor before, he was secured in a standing position with his arms free which I tied separately in order to elevate them above his head. My reason for this was of great importance *WEG*.
I was feeling particularly wicked and placed My collared slave in the perfect position for tickle torture! And torture him I did with incessant tickling under his arms as I spontaneously laughed at My slave’s infectious giggles. It was extremely difficult NOT to laugh with him – LOL!
Don’t ask Me how long I kept this up – it seemed like ages and My mouth was aching from the constant smiling. I am sure My slave was suffering even more.
A change of position was implemented after an exhausting and intense tickle torture period to allow My slave the pleasure of being tormented once again by My fingers, focussing on his nipples. This second phase continued until he was brought to the brink of orgasm and then finally allowed release… in more ways than one *GRINS*. Three hours had passed with My collared slave and he was wonderfully relaxed after his session.
With his departure, it was not long before slave tate turned up and I was eagerly awaiting to present maid marian with her new ‘Maid Training Manual’. I was giving My maid time to absorb her new rules, have a quick practice before Me and then My slave would spend the remainder of the evening studying the manual. Tomorrow My maid would be busy practising her curtsy, walking and speech techniques in preparation to use her new protocol when she does her cleaning duties for Me tomorrow afternoon.
Maid marian was very excited with this new development and this now begins a glorious new chapter in her life as My maid.
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.
Delightful session distractions.
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Despite the preoccupation with My cat in hospital, I have had some fabulous distractions with various sessions over the last few days.
Before seeing slave tate on Saturday afternoon, My morning began with a slave from interstate whose genitals were deliciously at My mercy. Ball stretching was inflicted in a prolonged manner while he was in a most vulnerable position, followed by a fisting for the last part of his extended session.
On Sunday morning the next day, I had My collared sub in My presence to pamper and worship My feet before spending time stretched out on the floor of My dungeon under My delicious bare feet. I even gave him the privilege of feeling My feet caressing his genitals prior to allowing him to have an orgasm.
Sunday afternoon was taken up with maid marian’s regular weekly cleaning duties which was even more of a blessing under the circumstances of the last few days.
Last night I introduced a relatively new sub to electro-stimulation of the anus, finishing with anal play using My aneros which he quickly discovered was highly stimulating in more ways than one *winks*. That experience is bound to be repeated in due course!
I was most thankful to have such an exciting end to what had been a rather stressful and sad week.
Rope bondage session with My collared slave.
Posted by: | CommentsWhat better way to start the new month than with a session with My collared slave tate. Naturally he is still in chastity – I am not ready to release him yet *winks*!
This afternoon’s session was an experiment. As he adores anything to do with rope bondage, I wanted to test a question he asked a while ago about whether it was possible to have an orgasm whilst in chastity. So push the limits I did to see what effect that would have.
The initial stage involved creating the chest harness and I had two different versions I wanted to use. That in itself is stimulating enough for My slave. Having completed the first harness and given slave tate a few moments to absorb its restrictive powers, it was time to try out a different version and I only had to partially undo the first one to complete the second one.
I had plenty of rope and My slave’s nipples were too tempting to leave alone so an added variation was incorporated bringing the rope down to include the nipples. And pulling the chin up to stretch that area even more, now that would have been pushing My slave’s limit even further in terms of excitement level *GRINS*. How about some gentle tweaks of the nipples – that should also add to the excitement.
The final test would be placing a rope behind the balls and the chastity device. I had until now avoided the genital area as I knew that rope in itself and the subtle stimulation of rope right next to the nipples would be stimulating enough.
I managed to get the rope in place and it did not take much tension with additional rubbing of this rope against My slave’s nipples to really get him going. In fact, he was already so close to the edge and an orgasm was inevitable.
So My collared slave now has an answer to his question: “Yes, it IS possible to orgasm whilst wearing a chastity device!”
It was not time to release slave tate from chastity but I used this opportunity to temporarily remove the device so he could thoroughly clean it and My cock before I locked it back into position.
That turned out to be a most revealing session. How much longer will I keep My collared slave in chastity? And how does slave tate feel about his session? Read his version of this event here!
