Wednesday, 21 August 2013
Double Domme Seated Torture
Slave Charles is tightly strapped on a bondage chair, hooded and blindfolded. Lady Bellatrix verbally humiliates him, teases him and generally dominates him. Mistress Alexandra ties his balls with ropes and pulls hard on them to demonstrate her ultimate control over him. The slave's torment reaches it's climax when nipple clamps are clamped on his nipples and both mistresses squeeze them both as hard as they can. Double mistress female domination movie with bondage, hoods, blindfolds, domination, humiliation, sensual tie and tease, CBT, nipple torture and plenty of latex.
Friday, 16 August 2013
Rubber Bondage and CBT
This clip is another one of my favourites with Lady Bellatrix, where Lady Bellatrix humiliates a rubber bound male slave and gives him verbal abuse for his pathetic cock. Then I, Mistress Alexandra join in, and discipline his cock with rope bondage. This is a brilliant double mistress rubber bondage scenario with genuine domination, cock and ball torture and plenty of latex.
Thursday, 8 August 2013
Four way suspension
Mistress Alexandra is dressed in green see-through rubber catsuit and thigh length boots and ties her hooded slave in a four way suspension swing, playing with him like an object. Mistress starts by teasing her slave with sitting on his face, then inserting sounds into his penis. Mistress then continues tormenting her slave with a silicone, fake pussy then ties her well worn shoe on his nose, followed by milking him with a large black electric vibrator. The slave has no other choice but to shoot his load for Mistress Alexandra's command. Brilliant sensual domination clip with bondage, suspension, domination, cbt, shoe smelling and a forced male ejaculation.
Wednesday, 7 August 2013
Domestic Servitude
From time to time I get asked by random strangers over the telephone if I would be interested in "Domestic Servitude" where some bloke is proposing to do some cleaning in exchange for a session. Now, how can I put this nicely?
Er, I do not value your cleaning at £200/hr. I have never met a cleaner, who was paid that much and it is for a very valid reason: it is because general cleaning is worth more like £7/hour.
My specialised services are priced at £200/hour for a very valid reason. It is because I have over 15 years of experience in this very specialised field and also I offer fully equipped, purpose built dungeon that has pretty much everything you can ask for and it caters for a wide variety of services. When these people who enquire about a "Domestic Servitude in exchange for a session" find out that their 1 hour session will cost 28 hours of cleaning duties they suddenly loose interest in rubbing their dirty little rags around my kitchen.... Surprise surprise...
Anybody who has got the decency to pay for the privilege to clean my toilet usually leaves it in a worse state than when they arrived. Rubbing their dirty little rags around my toilet bowl whilst dribbling all over themselves does not make for the best cleaning results. So there is no incentive, I am afraid, to give anyone a free session in exchange for their pathetic cleaning efforts.
Er, I do not value your cleaning at £200/hr. I have never met a cleaner, who was paid that much and it is for a very valid reason: it is because general cleaning is worth more like £7/hour.
My specialised services are priced at £200/hour for a very valid reason. It is because I have over 15 years of experience in this very specialised field and also I offer fully equipped, purpose built dungeon that has pretty much everything you can ask for and it caters for a wide variety of services. When these people who enquire about a "Domestic Servitude in exchange for a session" find out that their 1 hour session will cost 28 hours of cleaning duties they suddenly loose interest in rubbing their dirty little rags around my kitchen.... Surprise surprise...
Anybody who has got the decency to pay for the privilege to clean my toilet usually leaves it in a worse state than when they arrived. Rubbing their dirty little rags around my toilet bowl whilst dribbling all over themselves does not make for the best cleaning results. So there is no incentive, I am afraid, to give anyone a free session in exchange for their pathetic cleaning efforts.
Tuesday, 6 August 2013
The power of control
People often ask me what I enjoy doing the most. When it comes to providing professional domination a mistress faces all kinds of enquiries. The beauty of this work is that everyone is a different individual and it is impossible to generalise. Each and every single person has his/her own preference and fantasies and there is no such a thing as a standard session that suits everyone. I believe in personalising every single session to suit the client's individual needs. Once the submissive is in subspace the dominant gets to enjoy the power exchange and that is my biggest thrill: to feel my power of control over the submissive. As to how I get to that point in the domination session where my power over the submissive is distinctively showing, depends on the type of session and the individual involved.
Sunday, 4 August 2013
Shopping in Soho
The first day back in my dungeon after a lovely summer holiday abroad turned out to be an excellent day. I had three sessions booked in and was very much looking forward to playing again. The first one was a lovely client of mine I haven't seen for a while. We had a fantastic session and even had some time at the end for a quick catching up. Great. The second client was a new one, who seemed a little nervous to start with, as most people do who haven't met me in person yet, but very quickly reached subspace and thoroughly enjoyed serving me. The third one was a no show. I don't have a problem with people cancelling their session, but when someone books a two hour session and does not have the decency to ring me to let me know that he is not coming, is completely unacceptable. Anyway, this time I did not get upset about it. In fact, I was quite happy not having to get into rubber on a hot day and made my way to Soho to pick up some bits and bobs for the dungeon.
After getting the usual bits of lubes, gloves and other disposables, I stumbled upon a gay shop on Wardour Street that had a very impressive collection of rubber clothes on display. I walked in and the distinctive smell of rubber instantly made me feel familiar. I took out my shopping list I have previously prepared before I left the dungeon and walked around the shop getting the goods off the shelves bit by bit. A couple of transsexuals through a casual tantrum at the front desk and a gay couple at the back of the shop were examining a very impressive insertable toy that looked like a real challenge to take for anyone with human size openings. As I was walking around with my little list in my hand, a very friendly shop assistant approached me and pointed out that enjoying the smell of the rubber is one thing, but having a shopping list on top of that is implying something else. Then I told him that I was a dominatrix and only popped in to pick up some disposables. His eyes lit up and took my arms to take me downstairs to show me the REAL collection they had. I must say I was very pleasantly surprised. Half an hour and a few hundred pounds later I was walking out of the store with a number of large black carry bags, looking like some sort of a desperate yet very happy pervert. Upon arrival back in my dungeon I couldn't wait to try the new toys out and quickly signed in to AdultWork on DirectCam. Within a couple of minutes someone wanted to chat with me and the fun begin. I must say, I have never had this much fun online before. I had my slave tied to my rack and the as I was trying out the new toys on him, the guys online were encouraging me to do my "worse" that all ended in hilarious laughter on both end. Brilliant!
After getting the usual bits of lubes, gloves and other disposables, I stumbled upon a gay shop on Wardour Street that had a very impressive collection of rubber clothes on display. I walked in and the distinctive smell of rubber instantly made me feel familiar. I took out my shopping list I have previously prepared before I left the dungeon and walked around the shop getting the goods off the shelves bit by bit. A couple of transsexuals through a casual tantrum at the front desk and a gay couple at the back of the shop were examining a very impressive insertable toy that looked like a real challenge to take for anyone with human size openings. As I was walking around with my little list in my hand, a very friendly shop assistant approached me and pointed out that enjoying the smell of the rubber is one thing, but having a shopping list on top of that is implying something else. Then I told him that I was a dominatrix and only popped in to pick up some disposables. His eyes lit up and took my arms to take me downstairs to show me the REAL collection they had. I must say I was very pleasantly surprised. Half an hour and a few hundred pounds later I was walking out of the store with a number of large black carry bags, looking like some sort of a desperate yet very happy pervert. Upon arrival back in my dungeon I couldn't wait to try the new toys out and quickly signed in to AdultWork on DirectCam. Within a couple of minutes someone wanted to chat with me and the fun begin. I must say, I have never had this much fun online before. I had my slave tied to my rack and the as I was trying out the new toys on him, the guys online were encouraging me to do my "worse" that all ended in hilarious laughter on both end. Brilliant!
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