Play all day

I had a delightful 6 hour session a few weeks back.  I quite enjoyed it because it enables me to not feel rushed since he has an array of interests that I can play with which makes me feel my most creative. We usually get together for an extended period but now since we had more time we could also incorporate some public play.

This particular slave is a masochist whose compulsion is ball torture. Hard, thudding, wacks to the nuts. Of course he enjoys a good cock beating as well, but the balls being crushed and stretched is when I get to hear his cries. I tie him in multiple positions. Legs locked to a spreader bar with his arms tied above him. I put a parachute on his balls and begin to add more and more weight. I tie the head of his cock up with rope and tie the ended of that rope to his wrists. When he moves his wrists, his cock bondage pulls. Fun predicament especially when I add more weights.

I strap him to the bondage bed so he is pretty much immobile. I slowly flatten out his balls with a ball crusher. I add tens pads to his dick head and with every turn of the crusher, I increase the intensity of the electro.

After changing bondage positions I order him to get dressed. I put electro pads on his balls and put the unit in his pocket. When we get settled and I order my food, I take the unit out of his pocket. As he tells me about himself, I crank up the frequency and intensity of the electro. He stops talking. He then quietly begins his cries of “Mistress, Mistress”. I do like bringing a slave to this sort of sub space in public. It’s quite entertaining telling them to hold it together while utterly torturing them.

After some noshing, I brought him back to the dungeon. I tied him up on the floor, with his balls tied to a chair and his nipples attached to the rope bondage on his wrists. I have ice cubes made from my urine as a special decadent dessert for him. With each cube, I smack him in the balls. When the cubes are finished I just wail on his balls till he screams for mercy. Feeling the need to pee, I piss on his pathetic dick a bit. Being the pervert I am , I let one of his arms loose on the condition that when he finished he eats his cum. Jerking off in my piss, I stand over his face and order him to drink every last drop of my piss. Once I am done, he takes the cum from his hand and injects that as well. He has a long ride home so he throws his clothes on a leaves, covered in his own cum and my golden nectar.

I really enjoyed pushing his limits of ball torture and humiliation during this session. I love being imaginative and creating scenes that we can both explore.

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Pantyhose fetishist

I have embraced my recent pantyhose fetish and it seems to have not gone unnoticed. I’ve been making pantyhose and nylon encasement clips in addition to getting requests for customs and live sessions with a pantyhose or encasement fetish incorporated.

This fetishist arrived at the door he was dressed in a nice in a suit. I do like that. When I went into the room to start the session there he was, sans suit wearing only grey pantyhose that matched his suit. I order him to stand against the St. Andrew’s cross. When I locked his arms and legs to the cross I noticed his dick getting hard through those pantyhose. I ran my fingers from his shoulder, down his stomach right to his encased dick. I scratched it as I said to him “You were wearing those pantyhose all the way here under your suit weren’t you?” His shook and answered “yes. ” I pulled his pantyhose down exposing his cock. I took my mechanical toothbrush and ran it on the head of his dick. As I did that I spoke about how it must be difficult working in an office environment with all those pantyhose clad female executives. I stopped the tooth brush , grabbed his cock and began to twist it slowly, pushing him to his edge. I rubbed my pantyhose clad ass on his crotch making him moan. Of course I reminded him he would never have a woman of my caliber. I enjoyed bouncing my ass hard on his dick. To me it reminds him that he must be carful what he wishes for. Yes, he  wants my pantyhose encased ass on his cock but he knows he will have to endure a bit of torture.

 

Whipping post

I made him strip and locked him to the St. Andrew’s Cross. I bound his thighs with rope to the cross as well. I began by spanking him to get a feel for him. It was our first session and though he said he had a high pain tolerance, you never now. I began with a leather flogger and hit him hard, then harder, rhythmically until he started turning red. I picked a nice nine tail with rose like buds. I whipped him with that for a bit, watching as I started leaving my mark. After finding my warm up I started with the single tail. The snap really makes my panties go ping and then the lovely mark. It’s my art and his ass was my canvas.

Since he was standing for quite a bit, I had him lay down. I tied his arms down and his legs in a spreader bar tied to the bondage bed. He looked so helpless as well as thirsty so I spit in his mouth. I always know what my slaves want. This one was waiting for me to stretch his cock hole. I lubed up his head and began inserting sounds using them like a cock fucking a hole. I then moved on the one of my favourites, electro. I put electrodes on his balls, shaft and head. I turned them up and watched him squirm. Keeping that electro cranked up, I move to his nipples. Pinching his nips between my nails then applying the multi teeth clamps. I stood above him and every time he moaned from the electro or me pulling on his nipple clamps, I spit in his face.

I moved him and locked him to the bondage bed face down, legs spread. I can really go to town with my pain sluts in this position. I left him bloody with beautiful art work on his body.  He knew he now belonged to me. He came back a little over a week later and there were still remnants from our prior session. I’m sure when I see him again we will keep building with what is left on his body from the last session.

 

She likes to entertain

I session out of a fully equipped dungeon but I do like when slaves bring their favourite toys. It is a new experience for both of us. This sissy brought a few of his own outfits. I always find this hilarious because I know this bitch has been wearing this outfit around the house or these lingerie pieces under his day to day clothing. His particular outfit of choice is a leopard triangle bra top with a matching thong and sarong. The sarong has coins on it like a belly dancer.

As I sit there and have her explain her ensemble to me, she can not resist touching herself and showing herself off. What a whore. Just what I like and so perfect to have entertain me. I had this slut slip into a pair of black heels. I put on some belly dance music. I told her to show me how she was going to win my attention. She started swaying her hips, touching herself. That little whore’s clitty got harder every time I threatened to use her every orifice as a cum dumpster. I needed to slap her hands from rubbing her clit. As she sway her hips I got behind her and thrust my hips up on her ass. I lifted her short skirt and spanked her.

She brought knee pads with her so of course we are going to use those. One they were on I also put her in a collar with a leash. I made her crawl to the bathroom as I led her on the leash. I ordered her to lick the toilet like the piggy bitch she is. She went to town licking the entire bowl,  lid, and enjoyed a bit of fresh toilet water as to not dehydrate. As I led this pig back to the room I yelled “swine” and flogged her. I though it similar to to “shame” for you GOT fans.

When I got her back I pulled her thong to the side and plugged up her mussy. I then put on my strap on. I bent her over the horse and locked my piggy down. I shoved my big cock down her throat. You know where this goes and that’s only a taste…

My newest chastity slave

This slave was traveling about 2 hours  for a first time session with me. He told me he put himself in chastity about a month prior in the hopes of seeing me. He contacted me about an hour before  our session to say he was going to be late as his tire had popped and he was waiting for AAA. As he waited for them he text me that he wasn’t anticipating it being as hot out as it was and how the chastity device was really irritating him. Of course I found this hilarious. He ended up being an hour late for our session due to traffic and a flat tire. A 2 hour journey turned into 4 hours. He didn’t cancel and turn around but I think that he was more so thinking about being out of that chastity device. As usual a man thinking with his dick.

When he finally arrived, I had him go straight to the room we were to be in and strip. He brought with him a few leotards and stockings. He informed me he enjoys wearing the leotards under his work clothes. I had him put a green leotard. I put a collar on him and told this bitch to get on his knees. I had him lick my stilettos clean. He was just so pathetic looking in his outfit and  I already knew he was uncomfortable from sitting in a hot car in a chastity device for 4 hours, so I must now give him wedgies. He’s a whiner so after he whined about the wedgie I spit in his face. What a pathetic site, a sweaty man in a leotard with a wedgie covered in spit. At this point I decided to treat him like the dog he was and have him play fetch with me. I figured this beast was thirsty after all of this so I got a dog bowl out for him. I began by spitting in it, then I pissed in in. I told him to crawl over and lick up the contents of the bowl. He lapped it up in record time.

I again had him strip then change into a pair of shiny nude pantyhose. I put on my strap on had shoved my big cock down his throat. When I was finished skull fucking him, I bound him to the St. Andrew’s cross. Since the chastity device was bothering him, I decided to use a vibrator on him. I can not express how delighted I was to see how much all of this was getting to him. When I was kind enough to let him out of chastity, I had him get on his knees and face the wall. It took about 15 seconds for this pathetic excuse to cum not only on the floor but on the wall. I told him he was an absolute idiot to do something so thoughtless. I slapped him across the face and made him lick all his cum from the floor and the wall. I also made him clean the wall before allowed him to get dressed.

He later wrote me about the amazing time he had and how he wants to serve me. He asked if I would oversee him the next weekend via text and phone as he was going to stay in his basement, chained to the floor in chastity and a leotard. I agreed and what a ridiculous 2 days it was. I had him send me pictures of himself through out. when he asked for permission to use the bathroom I told him to go out in the yard. Fearing he would be seen by a neighbour, I informed him his only other option was to piss himself which he did. He is a whiner so of course he kept saying that the basement floor was cold to sleep on and how he smelled terrible. I am glad I wasn’t there to smell him after 2 days of no shower and pissing himself in a leotard and pantyhose.

From the slave’s perspective

This is another one of my slave’s sharing our session from his perspective.

Footboy’s Story of Humiliation:

“I have had the pleasure of serving Mistress Isadora a few times now. Each time gets better than the previous session which is why I keep coming back for more (I have told her she has become like an addiction for me).
Upon contacting Mistress for the first timjust outlined a few of my interests, mainly humiliation and an insatiable foot fetish. Mistress did not disappoint with just those few details I provided.
Mistress was so warm and welcoming when I entered the dungeon for the first time. After some small talk, she had me strip naked and get all on all fours, she informed me going forward that she expects someone as pathetic as me to greet her in that way all times going forward.
The verbal assault and physical humiliation took off from there. She called me every name in the book (bitch, slut, etc). all while teasing me with her feet. After a while of forcing me to clean her boots (with my tongue of course) she finally allowed me to remove her boots and start kissing and licking those beautiful bare feet. She could sense that I was getting too excited but told me she was not done with me. She walked me on my leash into the bathroom and told me to enter the tub. Mistress then proceeded to put these ridiculous bunny ears on me and urinated all over my pathetic body. She informed me I could finally release and needless to say it took a matter of seconds after one if the most incredible times I had ever had.
I have seen Mistress many more times since then like I said. She just keeps getting more creative each time. A few additional highlights have been surrounding food play. She has had me being cupcakes and then proceeded to shove them in my ass. Of course I have been made to eat them after pulling them out. She has also made me cum on them and the consume every last drop. All the while the verbal assaults just keep getting better, one of my all time favorites was “how pathetic…you need my toes in your mouth to cum.” Just the way Mistress said it, pushed me over the edge.
Mistress has also taken me in public a few times which takes it to another level. She has forced me to rub her feet in a restaurant while chewing her food then spitting it into my drink which then I was required to drink. We have been on shopping trips as well where I am expected to buy Mistress some items her gear desires which if course I would never say no to. However, she of course requires me to carry all the bags as well as her purse! I definitely feel shame as I know people think I’m a loser but like I said Mistress us an addiction so I’m more than happy to do anything she asks me to do.
After writing this, I feel the urge to schedule another session soon to see what other creative ways beautiful Mistress Isadora has come up with to further humiliate me.”

Bitchy sister role-play

Over the years I have done many different role play sessions. This one involved myself and another dominatrix as the sisters of an overweight boy who wanted to tickle his sisters’ feet.

The scene started with my “sister” and I sitting on the floor in one of the dungeon rooms reading a magazine. Our “brother” comes over to see what we are doing. The slave wanted us to be mean bitchy girls who did nothing but torment their brother. As soon as he comes over to see what we are doing, we don’t even try to hide our disgust. We humiliated him because of his weight, how annoying he is and we want him to go away. We told him to sit in the corner an leave us alone. Myself and the other mistress sat on the floor on the other side of the room away from him to finish reading our magazine. Of course here he comes, our annoying brother. He sat on the floor with us by our feet. We ignore him, so he starts tickling our feet. Being tickled is not one of my interests but this role play was such a great time, I had no problem when he asked to incorporate his interest. We scream and yell at him, kick him and slap him when he tickles our feet. He just won’t stop and won’t leave us alone. We notice him getting hard. We make fun of how gross he is to be getting a hard on by tickling his sisters’ feet. We just ripped into this pervert and his micro dick, slapping him every time he would touch his dick and try to tickle our feet. We then tackled him and started tickling him. We held him down and made him sniff our feet. The 2 of us had a ton of fun shoving our feet in his mouth and trampling him.

I really enjoyed this psychodrama. The scene wasn’t scripted. We both knew his interests, hard limits and how he wanted to incorporate the mean sister role play. I love exploring the depths of people’s fantasies.