Archive for Overnight Session
First month of a New Year.
Posted by: | CommentsJanuary began with mixed emotions as the first anniversary of My mother’s passing approached. Fortunately the first week of this month was full of activity to keep Me focussed on other more pleasant matters and the remainder of the month followed suit.
This year there will be some minor changes to My blog writing. Instead of updating it as regularly as I have managed to do on most occasions over the last few years, it will be updated once per month as a minimum, more frequently if I get the time to do so.
I had a number of exciting sessions with My collared slaves involving CBT, rope bondage, nipple torment etc although slave connor was the privileged one to have the first session for 2012 with his Goddess.
The next evening it was slave tate’s turn for rope bondage, electrical play using My TENS unit and nipple torment. Nothing like starting the New Year on an intense note… WEG. My slave explains that more fully in his blog entry, Christmas celebrations and 1st session for the New Year.
A private rubber party mid month was a delightful distraction and I wore My divine latex zebra dress and had maid marian wear her black maids uniform with the latex maid’s mask. I even had an opportunity to try out a latex vacbed for Myself which was sensational fun and a far more meditative experience than I imagined it would be. Another future purchase for My dungeon in due course???
slave tate earned himself a punishment for not reporting his weigh-in at the correct time and this was followed by an overnight session which was a first for maid marian. My chauffeur was also kept busy with chauffeur duties which all happened to fall over 3 consecutive days.
In between playing with My boys, I have had a number of opportunities to play with some new slaves and subs, some experienced, some complete novices, some from overseas and some from interstate. All had the privilege of experiencing My wicked torment to one degree or another… few degrees… LOL.
CBT seems to have been a particularly common feature this month, which is an activity I greatly relish.
I even had one of My long serving interstate slaves submit to a lengthy session of cock and ball torture.
This first month of 2012 has been full of delicious and memorable moments and there will be many more to follow. February is already shaping up to be another exciting month.
Christmas festivities with My collared boys.
Posted by: | CommentsThe week before Christmas was a busy time and one of the highlights was having a celebratory Christmas Dinner with My two collared slaves. This coincided with the same evening slave connor was having an overnight session.
slave connor presented himself beforer Me in the afternoon when I began his torment for a couple of hours before slave tate arrived at 7pm for the start of O/our Christmas celebration.
I would be in Melbourne for Christmas therefore decided to celebrate early with My boys by exchanging Christmas gifts prior to catching a taxi to O/our dinner reservation at Moo Moos.
As this was the same evening of slave connor’s overnight session, I had him wear a red rope harness underneath his clothes during O/our dinner out. Just a small reminder that although W/we were temporarily in festive mode, there was more torment to come upon O/our return to My dungeon after O/our scrumptious dinner!
What a delicious way to end a sensational year with My boys. slave connor’s night continued in appropriate decadent fashion and I had more delightful sessions to look forward to before My departure on Christmas Eve to Melbourne.
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.
slave connor’s overnight session.
Posted by: | CommentsA long awaited extended session for My collared slave which is an annual event for him. This year W/we began with dinner at an Indian Restaurant before heading back to My dungeon for his overnight session.
My new leather leg and arm binders, leather belt and leather corset posture collar were waiting to be baptised. slave connor has not experienced objectification before so this was the perfect setting for such an introduction.
When he had been placed into the leather pieces, I strapped his legs together, tied his forearms with rope so they would not separate and this created the perfect space for My slave to securely hold the glass vase in position with the decorative branches of lights. I made Myself comfortable on My chaise longues and watched a DVD for half an hour as slave connor stood perfectly still. After all, decorations don’t generally move so twitching was not permitted.
Considering this was a first effort for My slave, he performed his objectification role with aplomb.
I released My slave from this position but kept him in the leather gear. I wanted him on his back on the floor, spread out before Me. Nipples were to be in easy reach of My fingers as his pierced nipples are healed enough by now for some light nipple play. How sensitive would they be I wonder?
It did not take Me long to discover that slave connor’s nipples are much more sensitive than they were previously. Such joy to behold… all those divine little quivers as I lightly torment and touch on and around his nipples. This was going to be a fabulously fun night *WEG*.
It seemed as though I had been teasing those ultra sensitive nipples for hours and I had been doing it for a very long time. Not continuously mind you, but enough for the short reprieves to feel as though they were nowhere near long enough!
When I finally decided to end that torment, My slave was so sensitized, I wondered if he would be able to snatch any sleep. I needed a couple of hours of rest so it was now bedtime. The leather gear was undone and removed and I opted to create some pyjamas for My slave using bondage tape, wrapping it above and below his nipples and another band above and below his genitals. Not too restrictive so as to allow a little movement but he would certainly know he was wearing it.
slave connor was instructed to lie on the floor in My dungeon where I placed the Head Immobilization Harness on him and secured that to the beam on the wall. My slave would not be moving around too much. A light blanket covered him to keep him warm and I then disappeared to My comfy bed in the lounge room.
A couple of hours later I awoke, ready to torment My slave in his slumber. I tip-toed into My dungeon and without warning, grabbed both nipples with My fingers which startled My slave out of his deep sleep. There was an instantaneous repercussion as he thrashed himself to one side, My fingers held onto his nipples more firmly to which he adeptly responded by swinging back in order to alleviate the pressure. slave connor soon became very alert… LOL.
This further torment lasted at least half an hour after which I allowed him to get some more sleep. I repeated this process twice more, the third occasion being at approximately 7am. By this stage he was so worked up and excited having been teased and tormented for hours that I finally ended his frustration and allowed him to have an orgasm. What a generous Mistress! Now slave connor would freshen himself up with a shower and then prepare My delicious breakfast of Salmon Crepes with Danish Feta and Rocket. What a fantastic way to end a sensational overnight session. Definitely a memorable one for My collared slave.
