A slaves Essay

One of the tools I use to decide whether or not to consider a slaves application to be more involved in My l.ife as a personal slave, is essay writing. I love looking into a slaves mind, allowing them to be creative and also it gives the slave the opportunity to prove themselves. How do you think Slave ‘A’ did?

‘How I will submit to Mistress Courtney and please her”

Mistress Courtney, you are very special. You are beautiful, you have an amazing voice, and attitude and way of speaking and you are young and full of energy and authority.  I dream to be kissing your beautiful leather boots and being dominated by you at home and in session. I want to buy you gifts that prove my own imagination – not just those on your list. I want to be kept on my toes and be teased and used for Mistress’ fun and advantage but in a sensual way that keeps me super-keen. My dream would be to feel that I am special to Mistress, she likes my attention but that she also wants to dominate me and make me look up to her and struggle/suffer.

There are many ways in which I will submit to you and I hope these will please you.

1. Attitude

One of the most important aspects is attitude. I will at all times adopt an attitude that can be best described as a submissive and allow Mistress to control me. Central to this is that my own feelings and opinions come second to those of Mistress Courtney.  I will please mistress for example by showing a positive, keen to please attitude as mistress teases and denies me and sending sensual gifts to her.  Many slaves see boot worship as a punishment. I would like it to be a reward and a way of showing mistress my romantic side in how thoughtfully I kiss them.

2. Role

My role will be to one of Mistress Courtney’s junior slaves. This will allow Mistress to have fun giving me training opportunities to get myself noticed by impressing her.  The more junior and the prettier the slave boy the more cruelly they are treated by Mistress.

3. Patience

It is my duty to be made to wait for Mistress Courtney and give her the luxury of knowing that I will always wait keenly for Mistress.  It pleases mistress to use this situation to her own ends so that she knows I am always there. I must show Mistress just the right balance of keenness and just the right balance of reserve.

4. Denial

Mistress has a hugely successful and busy lifestyle. As a beautiful Mistress she is greatly in demand. Her best slaves love and crave her yet realise they are just slaves and can never have a normal relationship with her.  They compete with each other for her attention in many ways. I will be no different from this and mistress will expect the same high standards of behaviour and reserve.  It pleases mistress just occasionally to tear up the rules and to give one of her slaves special privileges.  It pleases mistress to bring such slaves back into line and throw them back into her dungeon.  Only those who can maintain a positive attitude and gift Mistress  survive and get noticed again.

Diary of a toilet boy

I had been viewing Miss Courtney’s Twitter account and website for several months. I had even sent a couple of tentative emails to which she had replied courteously and professionally. Through my own uncertainness, I had not followed up on these approaches. The notion of serving her had, however, not gone away.

Then upon perusing her tweets last week, I came upon a clip she had posted. Looking both regal and relaxed, Miss Courtney stared into camera from the comfort of her car and explained how she had a subbie just fetching drinks and that she planned to both spit and flick ash into her adoring worshippers coffee.

This image swirled in my mind. I was metaphorically on my knees in eagerness to recreate this delightful scenario with this enchanting and clearly very controlling lady.

As luck would have it , that very day found me on a rare excursion to the North West of England. Not too distant from Manchester/Stockport, the epicentre of Miss Courtney’s empire.

I summoned courage to send off an email immediately. Miss Courtney referred back to my previous uncertainty but graciously agreed to meet for drinks with added ingredients planned for my own refreshment, courtesy of her mouth and cigarette. I give thanks for her kindness and forgiveness. Blessed mercy of the Goddess as things turned out.

Miss Courtney specified her preferred pub and I made my way there in a state of excitement and trepidation made worse by public transport issues . I arrived just in time but even more lacking in confidence than I may have hoped.

10 minutes later, with drinks ready at an outside table , I saw a glorious vision emerge from a noble vehicle. There could be no doubt. Reckoning had arrived.

I feel she had gauged my nervousness in an instant. She reassured me with a hug and huge smile. An instantly engaging manner and intelligence combined with an enquiring mind and politeness. All while casually flicking her ash into my beer. Oh well, only a few punters in the pub happened to look upon us….

She lifted my beer as if for a taste. A thick wad of spit gently descended from lips that could have commanded me to anything at that point. My drink was receiving some extra flavouring for certain.

During our chat, I hesitantly mentioned my fascination for serving as a human urinal for true and supreme dominant women. Miss Courtney asked what time I had to be headed back to London. After gauging that this cat had ample time to toy with her mouse, we were walking to her car and headed towards the Stockport dungeon, regular premises that Miss Courtney uses for professional sessions.

I was shortly led into one of the best equipped dungeons I have ever encountered. I descended almost instinctively to my knees and Miss Courtney had me crawl at her heels into the main room. I gazed upon an object of reverie and wonder; a custom-made toilet box, beautifully padded for the comfort of the supreme Lady. More like a throne than an object for a necessary function. It had a hole in the front for a suitable underlings head to be secured . And wrist restraints on each side….

Feeling it wise not to resist (!), I was soon locked in place . The option of avoiding degradation was non-existent , especially when Miss Courtney lifted the seat, gazed down and tantalizingly waved an oversized funnel at me.

I was left to contemplate the extraordinary sequence of events that had come to pass. Meanwhile , Miss Courtney retired to chat to her friend,  Princess Lucina. And also to enjoy some liquid refreshment….

Time passed. A million thoughts pass through the mind. Then the door opens and a beautiful smiling face stares down. This is a Lady well used to manipulating males for her amusement and gratification. It seems so natural.

She placed the funnel between my trembling lips . The light soon rapidly diminished. With words of encouragement from the Sacred Female above , my mouth soon filled with the fluids her body no longer required. Perfect harmony ensued between her release and my frantic swallowing . I felt privileged , only thinking of her increased comfort as her body performed its natural duty. It instantly felt like my natural duty likewise.

I was left to recover and Miss Courtney returned to her social activities next door. I felt happiness bordering on Zen-like calm . My duties were not done . 3 further occasions, Miss Courtney returned . Each time, as if knowing instinctively that my capabilities in my task were improving, the rapidity and force of her deluge increased. I felt as if she was nurturing me, spurring me onwards. A gently spoken ‘good boy’ working wonders.

The final downpour was certainly a wonder . My Adams apple bobbing up and down in perfect harmony with her release . The world made whole and perfect and the most glorious Female put the male to use in such an appropriate fashion.

I was released and Miss Courtney was as courteous and engaging as upon the very beginning of our encounter. I however , was a changed submissive.

I feel I would give everything to Miss Courtney.  All testimonies I have read from her slaves ring true. I am so happy to add further credence to what other fontunates have already stated. Beyond parallel. Supreme Deity . I feel the path I must tread. Submission to Miss Courtney’s supreme power. It is for her to decide what she wishes of me.

London slave

How to Approach a Pro-Domme

How to Approach a Mistress

So you have decided to spread your wings and try a little BDSM play? Or perhaps you have

had certain urges for as long as you can remember and have finally plucked up the courage

to book your session. Maybe you have opened Twitter and seen your ‘ideal’ Domme and you just have to contact her now. Whatever your story, make sure you THINK before you take that leap.

Firstly, listen to your cock.

What kind of session are you looking for? Do you want some pain or just a tease session?

Google is a wonderful research tool and sometimes newbies seem to forget this. To show a

Domme you are TRULY interested, look into your kinks. It is fine if you are not sure what you do like (how can we know until we try something?) but contacting a Mistress and saying “I would like to book a session but I don’t know what type” will not get you very far – you must have some idea of where you want to start!

If you are not sure then watch some BDSM clips and see which ones make your trousers

feel a little tight. Pain, humiliation, tease, role play, bondage, slave training are just a few

areas to look at. Also be very clear about any limits you may have: they help us to plan and

mould your ideal first time session.

Read up about your prospective Mistress

The majority of Mistresses have a website with all the information you will ever need; go and read it. If they do not, then you need to think about whether or not they are going to be able to deliver a professional service.

Each Dominatrix is different and offers different services, operates at varied times and has

her own preferences. On their website they will probably state their preferred way of being

addressed – I personally am happy with Miss / Mistress Courtney. Hi ‘Hunni’, ‘Babe’,

‘Gorgeous’ etc. will not get you brownie points and mix it with another faux pas (such as not knowing where I session from) will probably earn you a listing in my Timewasters (TW)

folder.

Contacting a Mistress stating the type of session you want to try, offering some times and

dates that tie in with the Mistresses operating times and also a compliment on a part of her website or social media account will have you taken seriously. Try not to make the email too long – if you want to pour your heart out to someone who ‘gets it’ write it all down in your journal first, then take the most important parts to create your email. Some Dommes prefer to be contacted by telephone or do not accept texts so ensure you use the accepted method. I prefer emails and texts, simply because I have a record of our conversations. So again, read her website!

Do not ask her for things she does not offer – if she says she does not provide a certain

service, she is not just saying that for ‘tax’ purposes (yes, someone has said that to me

before)! Her mind will not be changed because you think you have a good body. No means

No! Personally, I do not care what you look like – we are not going on a date, we are

arranging a session. If someone does contact me telling me how good looking they are or

how they are different from my other ‘stereotypical clients’ then this will earn you a spot in my TW list – I am not interested! Again every Domme is different but do remember your

manners

The Reply.

You have sent your email and now the anticipation is building, the excitement coursing

through your veins, all you want in the world is a reply from the beautiful dominant lady. You  think about sending a text to inform her of your email … STOP! Have some patience, it’s more than likely that she is not sitting around twiddling her thumbs and waiting for your email. She has a personal life, many sessions booked in and she will get back to you when she can. I like to sit on my laptop and reply to emails so I can give my full attention.

Weekends are the worst time to email me as usually I am booked up with sessions on a

Friday and Saturday while Sunday is my day off. Occasionally an email will go unread, not

for any particular reason but because life is life. I do put on my website that if you do not

receive a reply within 10 days then to send the email again. You will get your reply and you

are one step closer to being in front of the lady of your dreams.

She wants a what?!

So your session has been accepted and the time and date is set. Some Mistresses require a

deposit: this is for a variety of reasons and some people’s hearts start pounding, “No, if I

send you a deposit it will show up for all to see on my bank statement” or “She can find out all about me from this”. Get a grip, we are too busy for this and, no, we don’t want to spend our time Googling your details and then donning wellie boots to brave the rain (we do live in the England) to perch outside your bedroom window plotting our blackmail plan. There are many ways you can send a deposit – you can walk into the appropriate bank and do a cash deposit – no need to give any personal information here. Some Mistresses accept gift cards – OH NO! Worried about the purchase showing up on your bank statement? WALK into your  local Tesco or any supermarket where you will find a range of gift cards from Amazon vouchers to department stores. There is no excuse for not providing a deposit and if you do not want to then you will flag that timewaster card again. Feel nervous about sending money to a stranger? If you have done your research on a Domme and have seen her reviews then this should not be an issue. If you haven’t then more fool you.

The day has arrived …

It’s time for the session. How exciting, and well done for getting to this point! If a confirmation is required by a certain time, ensure you contact her accordingly and do not wait until the last minute, earlier is always better.

Arrive early if it makes you feel better but letting her know you are at the premises 30

minutes before the session will make no difference. It is highly likely she will not be ready for you – the dungeon may be in use, she may getting ready or setting up the room for your

session – informing her of your arrival 5-10 minutes before the session time is appropriate.

When you enter the dungeon, do say Hello! Then listen to her instructions and let her know your ideas or concerns. Have the remaining tribute (MONEY) ready in an envelope and give it to her – it means the ‘paperwork’ is out the way and we can focus on having fun.

Finally, enjoy yourself. Try to relax and let yourself go … you have been waiting for this and you deserve to let the Mistress take you to a place you have never been before.

Follow up with an email a few days later if you have enjoyed yourself. Feedback and a ‘thank you’ is always appreciated and we are human beings at the end of the day. We appreciate some praise and even a gift if you feel like it.

Try not to book a session too quickly after your first time … give yourself time to process your day, figure out what you liked and what you didn’t, do some more research and then after a few weeks (I usually do not accept repeat sessions less than 3-4 weeks later as from

previous experience I find it can create an unhealthy addiction) if your time and finances

permit, book again.

Do not expect every session you book to be as amazing as the last or first. Every Mistress is

different but do take every experience you have as a learning curve – this is a journey you

are embarking on and it is an exciting one … one that you will remember forever and which will fill you with a feeling that you will not experience anywhere else.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step … Be brave, take that step.

Diary of a slave – Slave m

My Journey Into Slavery : Part 2

My last Blog entry followed my journey into the Fetish scene and how as time went on it

developed and I found myself wanting more than just going to a few clubs. As I finished my Blog last time I had explained how my world had changed one evening when I had come across the stunning Mistress Courtney and how I knew instantly that I had found the one who I wanted to give my all too.

As time went on I started having regular sessions with Mistress which quite frankly blew my mind. Upon entering the dungeon every time I felt a feeling unlike anything I had experienced in the past. It felt like I was floating quite literally and all that mattered to me was making Mistress happy no matter what I was about to endure for her.

Of course sessions with Mistress Courtney are tailored to what each slave wants with a huge range of things that can be chosen. In the past before meeting Mistress I had always had a list of certain things that if someone had asked me to try I would have politely have said ‘no I’m sorry’. However now as I know I have found the one I find myself going over those things and thinking if Mistress Courtney said ‘can I do this’ I would absolutely say ‘Yes Mistress’. My slavery has been taken to that next level and it doesn’t matter to me if it might not be something that I  like massively because all that matters is making Mistress happy and showing her what I will endure for her.

My sessions continued over the coming months and each one was just as special as the last

and every time I left Mistress I was instantly still thinking about her and wanting to know when I could see her again and what to do next to please her.

Most of my time with Mistress at this point had been in the Dungeon but that was about to

change. In October we had arranged to go to a spectacular event in London organized by

Madame Caramel. The Fem Dom Ball as it was titled was to be a celebration of Female

Supremacy in lavish settings and it seemed perfect as my first outing outside of the dungeon with Mistress.

The day had come of the Ball and as I hurriedly dashed across town to meet Mistress. I had

barely started my journey when Mistress called to say she had forgotten her earrings and could I find a shop on route to purchase her some which I did. When I reached Mistress she greeted me and showed me the gown she was going to wear it was stunning and my heart pounded at thought of seeing how amazing Mistress was going to look.

A quick something to eat and we jumped into the taxi to the venue. On route Mistress handed me the collar to put on which I did (as the driver tried not to notice lol). Once the taxi had arrived I was required to be hooded and so with hood placed over my head we made our way into the Ball.

We were greeted at reception by Mistress Evilyn and I was made into a human raffle ticket! . I was so happy that the numbers that were drawn onto me won! and Mistress Courtney won 3 prizes . It was a fabulous evening and didn’t disappoint. Madame Caramel had pulled out all the stops. Mistress looked incredibly beautiful and I didn’t want my first public outing with her to end. So my first public outing had now taken place with Mistress and I was falling ever deeper into my submission to her. Every minute of every day my thoughts filled with Mistress and what surprises I could spring to please her.

For the months after the Ball I returned to the more familiar Dungeon surroundings with

Mistress. Every time I entered the Dungeon craving more and more. I found myself naked each time stood in the Dungeon looking about not knowing what Mistress was going to do to me with so much at her disposal and my heart pounding waiting to hear the footsteps coming towards me.

……. To Be Continued

For information on the Femdom Ball 2017: http://www.thefemdomball.com

A sharp intake of breath… WOW

Breath Play – bit of a touchy subject for some, a look of confusion for others and for some of you, a twinge in your pants.

So what is it? It is a form of EDGE play that should be conducted ONLY with consenting and responsible/experienced persons as it involves restricting, constricting and controlling a persons intake of air. The lack of oxygen in the brain can cause a build up of carbon dioxide which CAN (not always) result in a happy, floaty, giddy, erotic, pleasurable feeling. There are many ways in which to explore breath play – some less dangerous than others but one thing I always say to every person who requests breath play in a session: DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME ON YOUR OWN!

So different types of breath play include holding the sub’s nose, smothering (with bottom, bust, arm etc), plastic clear bags, hoods, grasps/choke holds (ie. Judo experts can advise), masks, gas masks (we  love) and special breath play equipment.

Control. As many of you know, I love what I do but there are various forms of play that create that adrenaline rush I so love. Anything that magnifies a feeling of control leaves an exhilarating feeling within me. When I first started exploring the BDSM world I remember reading on Wikipedia (yes it is still there) that breath play dates back to the 17th century as a treatment for erectile dysfunction. People started noticing during executions,when hanging, that male ‘victims’ became erect during the act and remained upright after the deed was done.

Breath play is exhilarating, powerful,terrifying and mind blowing. With the right approach and knowledge (yes, there will always be a risk with everything we do) this experience can be rewarding within the BDSM adventure. When I do engage in a breath play session I can use many things but my Fetters rebreather hood is great. It allows me to see my subjects face, my hand on their chest keeps count of their breathing and my finger feels their pulse via the throat, eyes staring, counting the breaths, letting them know how many breaths left until they can take a fresh breath of air, you experience such an intense feeling, sitting here I am finding it difficult to describe… The closeness experienced with that person who puts all their trust in you is humbling and the satisfaction felt when you see the pure enjoyment that person feels when the session comes to an end is mixed with mixed feelings of pride, power and exhilaration.

The main point within breath play is relaxation. Trust is a HUGE factor – if you do not trust the person you are playing with it is highly unlikely that you will be able to relax enough to appreciate and experience those feelings we expect. Slow, calm breathing (do not try and hold your breath even though this can be an instinctive action)  and eye contact are a must. Keeping note of the persons pulse, noting the rise and fall of the chest and ensuring the eyes do not glaze over. Ensure your partner, sub, slave etc is able to interact with you, look at you, respond to you. Set up a safe signal – the wave of a hand or click of fingers – so that you and your play partner can alert the other if a break is needed.

When researching the subject one person posted (from a submissives perspective) that the feelings he experienced where pure elation mixed with trepidation, resulting in pure body ecstasy. All the power was in his Mistresses hands (literally) and the mix of the high and his orgasm was something he could never dream of experiencing any other way. There are many Mistresses who will not indulge in the play due to its high risk factors. Another person (darkgracie.com) relates the play to ‘heaven’.

Note: I hate to put a downer on something I really enjoy but there are some people who need to be aware of the following:It is dangerous. If you still want to engage in this play then do it safely (or as safely as possible). When starting a breath play session I always point out the risks, and need to be aware of any health risks ie. history of seizures as this may be a reason to discontinue the session, hence my health issues tab on my consultation form. So there is a lot to think about and the info here does not even touch on a small percentage of the risks, warnings and information on the net…. In various research this is one of the most dangerous forms of play and is never considered 100 percent safe. So take special care when engaging. If you are not comfortable with it, do not engage in it. If you have any health risks (from blood pressure issues to a simple cold). Do not take drugs or alcohol while playing. Thinking that you can stop the air restriction when the other person passes out is not accurate, it is not a warning sign – death can occur before you pass out. I am CPR trained and I am so glad I took the course!  Also bare in mind a person’s allergies – the latex re-breather hood you may want to try or even the duct tape, are you allergic to the materials?Moderation is key here, do not jump right in, start slow, learn about this activity and know the human body. Think before you play…

If you do play and love it, let me know 😉 We can discuss our fun!

Happy New Year!!

So, I am sitting in my massage chair at home with a glass of Bollinger and a little bit of a cold. Nope, unfortunately I am not super woman and the dreaded lurgy is trying to visit me but with my army of garlic, ginger and Night Nurse I am hoping that by tomorrow I will be 100 percent again 😉 So no glamorous evening out for me but I will make up for it soon…

It has given me time to reflect on my year though and wow, what a year. I do not think I could have anticipated all that happened (damn those super powers escape me again) but all I can say is that if 2017 is even nearly as eventful, I will be so happy. I try not to focus on negative things and even on sad or bad days I try and turn my day around with something as simple as noticing how pretty the sky is. As this year went on I felt more positive and very much ‘in the moment’. When I had a nervous, anxious feeling about doing something new I told myself, I would not be able to tell tales of my time when I am old and wrinkly, if I didn’t take a leap. When feeling tired, I asked myself if I would remember how tired I felt 2 weeks later. When receiving session requests that I was not overly excited about, I asked myself if I was a millionaire, would I take the booking? So this year for me, has been about exploration and personal growth. Establishing new boundaries, travelling and meeting new people (some I hope will remain great friends).

So a lot of you know, Princess Lucina means the world to me – she has always put her complete faith in me, allowed me to test idea’s, supports me and generally just accepts me as I am, which can cause her some amusement on my ‘stroppy days’. Also, if she doesn’t let me do something I do know where she lives… #Iwillbringtheshovel Being invited to the Stockport Dungeon is one of the best things that has happened to me and I am so grateful for it.

Another lady who has made a big impact on my life is Madame Caramel. The Hoxton Dungeon was recommended to me at the beginning of 2016 and (for those of you who know me well, you know my memory is not very good) I remember walking to the dungeon and when that door opened, I felt  a sense of calm, assurance and positivity,  I knew I had made the right choice. The advice and help MC has given has been wonderful and the laughs we have had are just divine.

I have met some wonderful Mistresses and friends this year but one of the main reasons I am even here is: the slaves, subs, kinksters (whatever you want to call yourselves). Now I will not name anyone specifically – this would be unfair – some slaves have gone down new paths although something was learnt from the times spent together. Some have stayed in my life throughout my whole Domme journey which makes me so happy – being able to watch someones BDSM journey and be a part of it is very special. There are also new ones, ones who I do not just see as a ‘client’ but ones who will have a big part in my life. Respect, generosity and enjoyable times – what more could I want?  Good, bad and mediocre boys – thank you for following and being apart of my journey. Be warned in 2017, I will be even stricter with my time so you will have to tick all the boxes 😉

The travelling I have been able to do this year has been brilliant – Germany, South Africa, France, all over the UK – I have always loved travelling, growing up on a yacht sailing from South Africa to the Caribbean, I think I have missed going to new places. Next year I hope to do more. Mistress Chloe and I have a few ideas for tours in Ireland and Germany so keep your eyes pealed. I will of course be at the Hoxton Dungeon in London regularly and filming will restart perhaps the end of January. I loved filming with Kinky Mistresses and Merciless Dominas and hopefully there will be more in 2017. On my list of places I do have to tick off Romania, LA, Florida (to see my Latex Lara) and the Netherlands. I wonder where else I will end up… I do like an adventure…

Oh and the outfits – I have some of the most beautiful outfits, shoes (yay) and luckily lots of perfume (JM) – Looking through my now rather full wardrobes and 2 shoe cupboards gives me a tingle of excitement – I love things. I love beautiful, sexy, striking, elegant items and so enjoy showing them all off – I am sure there are no objections! Let us see what outfits and images I can put together (Cannot wait to see Purple Tog and Glamourshotz as well as some new ‘photo connections’) – Keep updated on my Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr.

So, bring on 2017… I cannot wait to see what the year brings me and for now I am going to watch Suicide Squad. I raise my glass to you all, have fun, be safe and remember to smile and laugh – Happy New Year!

MC xxx

Diary of a slave – slave k

Slave Diary

An afternoon with Miss Courtney

I struggled down the stairs to the metal doors.  Almost juggling a bouquet of flowers, through fear of damaging them.  They seemed a good idea at the time – but now I was concerned they’d be in no fit shape.

On my route I’d looked at maps and planned things to a tee.  I get very nervous about timekeeping.  It’s rude to be either early or late  (and, for good reasons – being late is holding someone up and being early could throw someone who isn’t ready for you) and so I’d had a great idea to take a diversion via a florist to get a modest bouquet of flowers.

At first, I didn’t like any of them – but pointing to a bunch I saw “had potential”, I asked the lady behind the counter to sex them up a bit.  I was pretty impressed with the makeover she gave them.

The walk to the dungeon became further than it seemed, not helped that I missed the turning and had to double back. Regardless. Time was on side.

I knocked. The seconds seemed to last a lot longer. Always a slight nervous doubt.

We’d met before but sometimes I think this has it’s own pressure of expectations.

No. No. It’ll be fine. We kept in touch after we filmed together the first time for Merciless Dominas, the clip we did together I love and it’s a shame it’s not on sale yet because I’m pleased with it. But potentially, because I link it to happy memories. I don’t know how it stands up in the world of quality femdom cinematography, but I reckon it’s OK.

The door opened.

“Hello…” She smiled, “Are those for me?”

I shuffled and stumbled down the step. “Yes, Miss”

“You haven’t brought those all the way, have you?”

I almost wish I had, for the epic adventure of taking flowers 148 miles… but given I was concerned about their journey 10 minutes through Stockport…

I can’t remember much about going through the corridor towards the dungeon, I remember saying hello to another Mistress and being told that Miss Chloe was beating someone in the other room. There was then a penny drop of course at how close a lot of Mistresses work together. Let this be a reminder that anything you do bad, or good, will travel fast.

Of course I’ve been in dungeons before – and I recognised the one used by Miss Courtney from photos, the atmosphere here is feisty and firey, it can be a burning hell or a flaming romance.

It’s the moment of awe as I’m torn between absorbing in the mystique while being clear I’m paying attention to the conversation.

“5 minutes” She told me.

This was the time I had to get naked, get showered, use the bathroom and be stood to attention.

A shower behind a curtain in the dungeon, a hidden feature.

Time becomes abstract. The want to make sure I am clean, dry and presentable and the want to make sure to be ready within the time limit.

I’m stood, to attention. Waiting. Probably not dry properly.

OK. I’ll rush and pat myself again.

Um.

Do I need to go to the toilet again? Do I have time? No, you should. Yet again.

And She returns – and there is the sigh of excitement, ready to begin.

The plan was to start with some filming to help Her test out some new lights. “What would you like to film,” She asked, “Anything you like?”

Of course I have ideas of things I’d like to film. Lists of them.  But, sometimes it’s a tougher question than you’d think!  I’d not wanted to take anything away from private time, either as an activity or something which would cause problems, but arrgh.

The choices, however, were perfect.  She was wearing boots I had bought her as a birthday and thank you present.

So, we filmed boot worship – and trampling.

There’s a certain majesty to the boot worship.  The background dungeon music set for an almost dramatic and dynamic beginning – I was so sensitive already. Every stroke along my chest left me tingling and gasping and I felt myself drifting into a submission very early. Any doubts I’d had were long gone, this was a descent into submission.

The trampling goes back to the first time we met. One of the last things She said to me as time ran out was “We will meet again and we will do trampling” – and – that to me meant a lot.

The camera then halts, the lights go off. It’s suddenly a lot darker. The atmosphere oozes and we delve into private play.

The next 2 hours we venture on a journey, ranging from sensual play, to caning and whipping, a reward of foot worship – and Miss Courtney *really* embraces foot worship… and… from nowhere, with the softest of touches – time and space opens up.

It’s been a while. Too long.  Subspace had been evading me and it’s lack of arrival had been frustrating me… but today, from nowhere.. and that’s not the end of the day.

Like all good things. There has to be an end. As we depart and say our farewells, which is almost as unglamourous as the stagger down the stairs, as a fumble at the train station and a generous guard who lets me through without checking my tickets.  The subspace really hadn’t worn off.

The energy afterwards had so much to say, but so little time to say it. But, this is merely the sign of a charged and energetic afternoon.

This whole meeting was one that had come about through a roll of circumstances at short notice.  Perhaps we’ll have more notice before we next meet, or perhaps it’ll be a don’t know when, where or how.

But.  It’s bound to be exciting.

slave m’s diary for Miss C

My Journey Into slavery

From as early as I can remember I have always felt submissive to Females. Then one evening while watching TV I came across a documentary on Fetish which opened up a whole new world to me. This new world little did I know then was to become a HUGE part of my life.

Following my discovery of the Fetish Scene I decided to take the plunge and within the week I had purchased my first fetish outfit and had spoken to some shop assistants about the club scene in London who gave me the reassurance to try it.

The temptation was too much and I barely waited a week before my bag was packed and I headed into London to attend my first ever fetish club and to begin my adventure and as it was to become my new lifestyle.

The evening was a huge eye opener to me and much to my surprise my nerves had gone completely after less than an hour of being inside. What I see inside the club I knew was for me instantly of that I had no doubt.

What took me even more by surprise was the fact after only a couple of hours I was experiencing my first ‘playing’. I came away that evening having been on a cross for the first time and I had my first experiences of boot/shoe and foot worship. Everyone had been so nice and once back at the hotel I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was back again.

My thoughts had been correct and a week later I was back again at another club doing it all again. More outfits, more clubs more nice people and more playing. My journey had most definitely begun.

Little did I know that my submissive life was going to change though. It’s one thing to go to a club or a private party and play but I soon learnt that it was just ‘fun’ and that’s fine to the slaves that want that but I realised it wasn’t enough for me and that it was just as much for me as it was the Mistress.

I was able to just cut any scene off when I left the club if I wanted too and that to me didn’t feel like true slavery in my eyes at least.

I spoke to several people about how I felt and pretty much was told its great you want more and you will know if you ever find that person.

To be honest I just thought that was just a cheesy saying and I didn’t really believe it so just carried on where I left off , clubbing every weekend but now I was coming away (although still having a great time) less fulfilled as it was no longer enough.

I was still enjoying being submissive and going out with new found friends and I tried several new things along the way.

In 2016 my world changed. A visit to one of the regular Fem Dom clubs in London I was standing chatting having a drink with friends and out of the corner of my eye a truly beautiful lady walked past who didn’t just shine beauty but utter Dominance and my stomach literally flipped.

As the night went on I wasn’t good company to anyone trying to talk to me as I just needed to find out this Mistresses name and I was desperate to say hello. I will never interrupt if someone looks busy so I patiently waited. Much to my utter dismay I never got to say hello and I went home feeling so sad and annoyed at myself for not trying harder.

The next few days were spent trying to find out if this Mistress had a website but where to start I had no name just this image in my head of someone that had already made me feel like no one else ever had even without talking to her !

Then bang it was like a lottery win I had found it the mystery Mistresses website and she was Mistress Courtney. I literally jumped around the room because now at the very least I could say hello. I set about writing an e-mail and as I hit send I sat back and held my breath. I wasn’t sure any Mistress would ever have time to just say hello so as pleased as I was to have found Mistress I was worried I wouldn’t hear back.

Then there it was sitting in my mailbox a reply from Mistress Courtney. My heart skipped a beat and that same feeling I had in the club was back. I excitedly opened the e-mail and began reading. A truly lovely reply that I read 10 times over.

Over the next weeks we exchanged e-mails and finally met up in session which was amazing (I may write all about that in another Blog).

So that brings us to present day. Remember that saying that I thought was ‘cheesy’ when I was told ‘you will know when you meet that person’. It wasn’t a saying at all it was totally true. I felt totally different towards Mistress Courtney as I had done anywhere previously and I knew instantly Mistress was indeed the one that I wanted to give my all to.

My slavery now is totally devoted to Mistress Courtney and her alone I think about her 24-7 quite literally. Each Morning , Day and Night I am thinking what I can do next to please Mistress. Mistress Courtneys needs come before mine every time.

My slavery has changed since those early days and it means so much more now and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

To Be Continued………

Upcoming London Tour: 29 – 31 March 2016

I am sure some of you have seen my Tweets regarding my trip to London from the 29th to 31st of March. I thought I should write about what you can expect when you come to see me there. Hogspy has been sending out the wonderful news of my travels, which is appreciated.

If you are looking to indulge in a bit of kinky fun then grab the chance to play before it is too late. Whether you’re a first timer or an experienced player, you will never forget our meeting! I add a touch of sensuality to everything I do, be it a firm punishment or an erotic teasing you will be tingling for many hours.

I will be offering fetish sessions from the Hoxton Dungeon which is fully equipped to bring all your desires to life. There has two ‘dungeon’ rooms both filled with toys and equipment that will bring a smile to your face. Domestic setting is also available.

If your heart’s desire is to be a toilet slave, to be locked up or imprisoned in chains, all may be arranged and you will be used as and when I see fit. Perhaps you long to spend an hour or so in my presence, worshipping your Goddess, or being punished or teased; let go of your control at the door and come on in.

I will be bringing outfits and a few toys with me so if you have a special request, ensure you contact me before the 28th of March so I can make arrangements to include them. This also means specific clothes for any cross-dressing.

Finally, I will be attending Club Pedestal on the evening of the 31st with Madame Caramel. I have a gorgeous dress that is waiting in the closet to be worn. As this is my first visit to the club, I will not be taking anyone with me but you are more than welcome to come and say “Hello Goddess” and introduce yourself.

So looking forward to visiting London and seeing Madame Caramel again 🙂

xxx

LINKS:

Hoxton Dungeon

Madame Caramel

Club Pedestal

Hogspy

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