Archive for Tease & Denial
Vertically challenged… literally.
Posted by: | CommentsThe colder winter weather lends itself very well to leather, particularly My leather sleepsack. It may be called a “sleepsack” but My slave would be placed in a position where “sleeping” would not be possible *WEG*.
Typically, My sleepsack tends to be used in the more obvious horizontal position. slave tate has not experienced My sleepsack in a vertical position before and there was no time like the present to try something new!
With My slave in the sleepsack, I now had to secure him with rope to prevent him from losing balance and toppling forward. Some well placed rope kept him in an upright position, a leather posture collar improved his posture even more, and a blindfold prevented him from seeing what was coming *winks*.
I wanted to see how long My slave would last in this vertical position and it was initially challenging for him to maintain his balance. Well, there isn’t much room for adjustment with the feet firmly encased in the sleepsack. After some minutes of finally establishing his balance, the torment began. Some additional ropes were attached to the posture collar and then My fingers went to work, teasing and gently squeezing the nipples which were already being pulled by cords attached to them.
The pressure of torment fluctuated from nothing to persistent intensity, teasing and denying, and gradually building My slave’s excitement to a peak where I kept him hanging for a little longer… and a little longer still.
An hour and a half of being challenged in many ways, My slave was finally brought to a fitting conclusion where an orgasm was not a choice anymore and he was forced to climax.
What an engrossing way to end My long weekend and that for My slave!
Collared slave sessions.
Posted by: | CommentsMy two recent sessions with My collared slaves have been awesome.
After introducing fireplay to My mentee, I realised I had not done much fireplay with My own slave in recent months. It is something slave connor adores but it does nothing for slave tate. To intensify the experience for slave connor, I spent a great deal of time warming up his back with My delicious range of floggers. Not forgetting his cheeks, I reserved My leather paddles for that part of My slave’s body.
Fireplay leaves a glowing sensation as it is. How much more effective would it be if it was applied on skin that has already been warmed up in advance through other means??? *WEG*
The answer to My question… SKINSATIONAL!!! The effect on slave connor was such an intense experience, it took him some time to come down from is euphoric and highly emotional state afterwards. I love sessions which have such a profound impression.
Yesterday, after first having a new slave in My dungeon experiencing an incredibly intense erotic tease and denial session and then being blown away by his introduction to anal play, I was in the mood to continue with more tease and denial on slave tate. I summoned My collared slave to My dungeon in the late afternoon.
My slave arrived predictably on time with no idea what I had in store for him… I LOVE doing that to him… keeping him TOTALLY oblivious to My session plans.
It was straight into My dungeon and making himself comfortable in the leather sling… well as comfy as the predicament bondage around the balls would allow that is… *GRINS*.
With blindfold in place and hands secured, the torment and teasing could begin. First with My fingers followed by the soft smooth velvet-like touch of My black leather gloves. Now they really got My slave going and most of the time I ventured nowhere near the genitals!
Discovering this new weakness, what am I to do other than to exploit it – *smirks*.
I continued softly teasing the nipples alternating My fingers with gloved hands and as the body became more sensitized over time, My hands wandered further around always concentrating on every part of My slave’s body except for the very part he was desperate for Me to touch – balls and cock!
I kept this up for an hour and finally put him out of his misery and permitted My collared slave to have an orgasm after all the torment.
The devious implications of being under My hands *WEG*. Now what will I do with My slave next time?
New leather total sensory deprivation hood.
Posted by: | CommentsWhat a fun 24 hours it has been. Last night I had a wicked mummification session using cling wrap and today it was a fantastic sensory deprivation session with My collared slave using the magnificent leather hood he had bought for Me. This total sensory deprivation leather hood has so many wonderful straps and extra padding in the right places and best of all, a lockable strap around the neck so the hood cannot be removed *wicked grin*.
It is an awesome hood which delivers an intense experience. Definitely not a hood for the claustrophobic!!!
Putting the hood on and then doing up the lacing, zip and leather straps is a ritual in itself before you can even think about doing anything else. My Goddess, was My slave already excited at this point, just having had the hood put on him! If I wasn’t careful, he would have an orgasm soon… VERY soon!
To keep the stimulation to a minimum as his sense of touch was now in overload because of the hood, I used the minimum of cling wrap I could to maintain intensity without sending him over the top. Success… good. Now what can I do? Tweak his nipples a little… not too much or that would send him over the edge too soon. Maybe just leave him there without doing anything, to give him time to ponder his predicament.
Taking into account the 6 minutes or so it took to put on and do up the hood on My slave, he only lasted about 20 minutes all up as he simply found the total darkness and tight confinement unbelievably exciting.
I did leave him alone for some minutes and was eventually tempted to encase My slave’s cock in cling wrap which I did. Unfortunately, that small step tipped slave tate over the edge and in no time, he had an orgasm. I will have to train My slave to have far better control when in this sensory deprivation position again. Maybe the CB3000 would be most persuasive in this circumstance… *wicked laugh*.
As far as I was concerned, there was not much point in leaving My slave in this fabulous sensory deprivation hood any longer although I did give him the option of doing so if it was his desire. slave tate declined the offer and having been extricated from My blissful leather hood, he was sent directly into the kitchen to make some plunger coffee for Me.
Having successfully made My coffee for Me, My slave was ordered outside into My front courtyard to deal with the weeds which had been annoying Me for long enough. In reward for his efforts, and because it is the beginning of his birthday week, My collared slave was permitted to be My footstool as I finished My delicious mug of coffee. How can a Mistress resist teasing a slave’s nipples when they are so close to My feet!!! In fact, why restrict the teasing to the nipples only… the cock was begging for more torment too.
I was a very happy Mistress with My exquisite new hood courtesy of My slave and with his birthday on Thursday, why not allow him two orgasms for a change. I teased and tormented him for at least half an hour and just as I am quite sure he was ready to explode again, I stopped and made him get dressed.
Yes, My slave would be allowed to have a second orgasm but not yet, he would have to wait another couple of hours and then he could indulge in this privilege.
For slave tate’s perspective on this session, read his blog here.
An interesting few days.
Posted by: | CommentsMy time over the last few days has been filled with some wonderful erotic tease, tease & denial, and over the knee spanking sessions.
I have also been filling My collared slave’s calendar with cleaning tasks to do in his own unit as he has been struggling to find the motivation to do much cleaning, let alone doing it regularly! In fact slave tate’s life will be totally transformed as I take control of his cleaning tasks and decide when and what cleaning will take place in any given week or any given day… given by Me of course… *winks*.
maid marian has continued to fulfil her cleaning duties, and without incurring any further transgression points so far. I wonder how long that will last? Only time will tell – LOL!
With the number of transgression points reduced this month before a caning is incurred, My maid has been most conscious of avoiding making mistakes. The transgression book has been such a delightful incentive for My sissy maid *GRINS*.
Another fabulous week to look forward to *happy smile*.
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.
My slave Christmas Tree.
Posted by: | CommentsBoxing Day, the day after Christmas, and I was still in a festive spirit and was itching for some play. My victim would be slave tate who had not been decorated yet for this festive season so today would be his lucky day.
At midday My slave arrived and without further delay, was soon standing naked in My dungeon waiting to find out what I had in store for him.
My Christmas lights rope was in My hand as I positioned slave tate under the hook, attached the leather head immobilization harness, spread out his arms and was ready to commence wrapping the Christmas lights around his body from his chest down to his ankles. A slave Christmas Tree… how delightful.
With the lights in position, the finishing touch was the tinsel wrapped around his arms and the red blindfold with a velvet bow and Christmas bells attached. Not forgetting the matching red ball gag *winks*. slave tate was magnificently lit up and certainly brightened My dungeon as soon as I turned on the switch.
This was not the only plan I had for My slave this afternoon… eventually My slave Christmas Tree was stripped and replaced with a rope harness. W/we now moved into My lounge room where My slave would be My footrest while I had My coffee. But first to complete the rope bondage by applying some rope around slave tate’s ankles.
As I enjoyed My afternoon tea, My feet were also greatly enjoying teasing My slave’s nipples – both with My shoes on followed soon after by My bare feet. It did not take long to tease slave tate to a point of intense excitement and although he was more than ready to have an orgasm at the touch of My feet, I resorted to using My fingers and My vibrator for the last few moments. Maybe next time My slave will be fortunate enough to experience his orgasm via My divine feet.
slave connor’s experience of My signature ritual.
Posted by: | CommentsAn earlier start to slave connor’s session today instead of his usual afternoon session which actually made a very pleasant change.
I had to do a little running around to begin with and as W/we were out and about, opted to have coffee at the Sheraton before heading back to My dungeon for some lunch (which My slave had already prepared) followed by some play.
slave connor was in a reflective mood which was the perfect mindset to introduce him to My signature ritual. In terms of discipline, his prior experience with caning has been a maximum of 12 strokes. The Mistress Adira Lustration involves more than that so not only will he experience the ritualistic aspect of TMAL, he would also be feeling a record number of cuts on this occasion.
The intensity of My signature ritual made an immediate impact on My collared slave giving rise to a most significant spiritual experience, far greater reaching and profound than anything he had previously encountered for which he was truly grateful. It kept him buzzing for hours afterwards and I was very proud of My boy for being able to handle a significantly larger number of cuts from My cane.
It was not only My slave who was buzzing, I was also on a high for ages after his session. What a poignant moment in time the afternoon proved to be and slave connor now fully appreciates the euphoric and epiphanic essence of The Mistress Adira Lustration.
To follow up on such a momentous occasion, in the late afternoon I had a wonderful session with ‘holly’ from interstate. I introduced her to the delights of the vibrator – a first experience of tease and denial for her – to which she succumbed rather swiftly!!! Having her secured in My leather sling also added greatly to her excitement and helplessness *winks*. Holly travelled to the Gold Coast for a long awaited session and she would also be accompanying Me to Halloween Rumble tomorrow night.
My weekend is looking better all the time *GRINS*.
Baptising My renovated patio.
Posted by: | CommentsThe structural part of My patio is complete and there is only the concrete floor to clean up and paint in due course to finish it. I now have a wonderful outdoor space to use with bamboo blinds rolled up for humiliation purposes and with the blinds rolled down for more private play *winks*.
slave connor was in My presence this afternoon which was well timed for baptising My new play space. The cooler temperature and overcast sky was perfect for My leather sleepsack and My slave’s leather horse head mask which he has not had many opportunities to wear.
As soon as he manoeuvred himself into the sleepsack, he was zipped in and rope was attached to each side to prevent him from losing his balance and falling forward or sideways. The horse head mask was placed over his head and laced securely to keep it in position. What an impressive sight he made *smiles*.
I could have left him there to contemplate his predicament but his total helplessness was far too inviting. The zip was begging to be adjusted by unzipping it to just the right place *WEG*. Having exposed his genitals, rope was deftly applied to create further tension!
Tease and denial works wonders and in this situation with My slave constantly on edge, it was truly magical *winks*.
Having worked My slave into a state of bliss for some time, I opted to remove him from his position outside and back into My dungeon where I could tend to his nipples as I allowed him to release seed in My honour.
It was an appropriate finale to the baptism of My new outdoor play space.
