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Tuesday, March 7th 2023

My Dungeon Valentine

It was time I paid one of my favourite party places a long-overdue visit. Last time had been in February 2020, just before lockdown, and at the party that year, I had no idea at all that it would be my last for three years. So, to say that I intended to do three years’ worth of partying in one night was about right! And my, the scene was set, with a pre-party drinks event in my Lair beforehand! Friends old and new, from far and wide had come to hang out and let their hair down with me. It was Valentine’s Day again, but romance was not on the cards. Bringing out our inner sexual beasts definitely was though! We were all feeling rampant, most of us in our best latex, and we planned to party hard! My dress was a red latex flamenco bra top and skirt, as I was feeling the heat even in mid-February and I wanted to dance. The knee-length black leather boots I was wearing were made for dancing as well as for giving any footwear fetishist a massive hard-on.

We got into our Uber and made the short journey to the club, stepping out like rockstars into the front of the queue with our guest list places. I had certainly earned mine after hitting the dancefloors of my favourtie fetish clubs periodically since 2005! But tonight was special, as we had lost time to catch up on and our merry band of Dommes, kinksters, slaves, subs and fetishists were going out in style. One of our group was performing on stage for some of the night, so we parted company with her very early. I was happy to show my friends from Scotland, Bella and Miss Kendra, around the labyrinthine nightclub to help them get their bearings, but we were quickly on the dancefloor with the others in our group, low down, dirty and grinding together!

It is an impossible quest to keep a group of 10+ people together at a fetish event, so losing people to the couples’ room, awash with high sexual energy, was part and parcel of a good night out at TG. I managed to stay with Bella and Miss Kendra, and guide them to a spot in the club that really needed introducing: the dungeon. I spotted one of my close friends, who was monitoring in the dungeon and helped us to a spanking bench, the only piece of furniture not being used there. Well, I have to say that I’m very much in my comfort zone when I have a spanking bench, so over the bench went one young lady that I’m very much used to punishing the behind of, Bella! She looked very cute indeed in her black Lady Lucie Latex outfit, with bra top, suspender belt and panties, and hugely spankable! There was a crowd amassing near where we were, all looking at us, so the pressure was on to put on a show. Good job my hands were very much used to dishing out a good hiding!

I pulled Bella’s hair back from her face and stroked it, whispering my mean intentions in her ear. She trembled as I spoke softly, and even more so as I took my place beside her while dragging my nails down her neck and back, landing just on the small of her back. I was ready to heat up Bella’s butt with my bare hand. No implements required, thank you!

Knowing how hard she could take, I didn’t even start with what one would call a warm-up. I wanted to see my red handprints on her bare pale butt before her whole bottom glowed…but most of all I wanted my audience to see. Being in front of all those spectators turned me on. One butt was just not enough. I summoned Miss Kendra and pulled her on top of Bella. Now I had four buttocks to spank on two of the prettiest girls there, one brunette and one blonde. Miss Kendra had another Lady Lucie Latex creation on in baby pink, an outfit that almost melted me…but fortunately not my firm hand, which still had to deal out one more round of spankings before I was done in the dungeon.

This round was slightly sexier though, as I enjoyed touching the two ladies’ wet pussies, virtually on top of each other and practically begging for attention from me. Hard slaps to each butt cheek in turn alternated with tender massaging to the same cheeks and gentle fingering to those gorgeous pussies. I must have made every spectator envy me as we reached the post-punishment phase…but what really topped it all was playing with those throbbing clitorises (yes, two at once!) and making both of my sexy friends in latex cum hard. Seems they enjoyed having an audience just as much as I did! I would get my own orgasm later at the after-party…now it was time to go back on the dancefloor and stay there til we dropped!

After leaving around 5am, we arrived back at my place for more fun. I will leave out the juicy details until another time, but it did involve a couple more male guests, some gender-bending and, of course, my long-awaited orgasm. Was it worth the wait? Hell yeah…and I can’t wait for my next night out on the tiles…

Sunday, January 29th 2023

Enter the Slave Girl

I was pleased with his behaviour. He was obedient, polite, very good with his tongue and submitted to everything I instructed him to, although I might have preferred his pain threshold to be a little higher. It had all begun with him naked and ready for inspection as I put a leather collar and lead on him, whispered gently but authoritatively in his ear about my plans for him before bending him over my bench for a sound flogging. Since I was in my skin-tight black leather catsuit with zips in all the right places, I thought I’d treat him to some face-sitting. Mounted on his eager-to-please face, I ground myself into him until those zips just had to be opened and he tasted my juicy pussy while pleasuring me to orgasm.

However, it was only when he was tied firmly to my cross and blindfolded, with nipple clamps on and electrical pads attached to his hard, dribbling cock and full balls was there a knock on the door. I left him buzzing away on the throbbing electrical charge while I called out, “Come in!”. And there she was. My new slave girl. Pretty, blonde, young and dressed in black latex William Wilde bra and girdle, Honey Birdette seamed stockings and a gorgeous pair of Louboutin heels with ankle straps, to complement the pair of Pigalles I had on.

“Kneel before me,” I commanded her. She promptly fell to her knees and bowed her head. I put my hand out to her, which she kissed in an affectionately submissive way. I put a jewelled collar on her and tugged on the front D ring to pull her across my Lair to the cross where my prey was firmly fastened. “It’s time for you to meet my male slave, Harry”.

“Harry, I know you’re struggling with the intensity of that electrical current while that pain sears through your nipples, but this should distract you.” I removed his blindfold and pulled the slave girl in front of me, an arm around her waist and a hand around her throat. “This is my slave girl. She will do anything I ask. If I want to be pleasured by her, she will pleasure me. If I want to punish her, she will be punished. If I want her to pleasure you, she will pleasure you. If I want her to punish you, she will punish you.”

Harry didn’t know whether to be nervous or excited. What he thought was the plan had now taken a surprising twist, and the confusion sent him even more deeply into subspace. I stroked the slave girl’s nipples through her latex bra and felt her grind slightly against me, which compelled me to slip a hand under her skirt to feel underneath…her inevitably wet shaved pussy.

“My slave girl will assist me with your punishment,” I said, giving her charge of the nipple clamps, which she playfully flicked with her fingers. Harry’s drooling precum became more profuse, and I managed to turn up the voltage on my e-stim to a level that he had not previously been able to cope with. “Trying to impress the slave girl?” I winked, “Well, you certainly don’t impress me!” The slave girl continued to toy with Harry under my instruction until his cock began to twitch and he asked permission to cum. Not granted.

“You can simmer down horizontally instead,” I ordered, while the slave girl diligently unfastened Harry’s restraints while taking extra care not to make contact with his cock whilst his balls were critically at bursting point. I reattached his lead to his collar and led him to my satin sheet-draped bed, where, under my command, the slave girl secured his wrists and ankles to the bed with Shibari rope. Having allowed the burgeoning cumload to ebb away, I instructed her to climb onto his face, where I told her she was in for a treat if the technique he had used to bring me to orgasm earlier was anything to go by. As soon as he started to lap away at her clit, her face changed into contortions of pleasure.

“I think I have found another sex toy as useful as you!” I mocked her as she writhed on his face and she began to climb that stairway to the powerful climax that I permit her to enjoy. I placed a condom on his stiff, throbbing cock. “Slave Girl? Show him how you fuck.”

“Yes Mistress.” My slave girl mounted Harry, her pussy swollen with the throes of orgasmic ecstasy. She slid onto his hungry cock with ease as she began to thrust her hips back and forth, bringing Harry closer to the release he had been begging for. I grabbed a riding crop, and gave her a cruel stroke on her latex-clad buttocks every time I wanted her to slow down or speed up. Controlling the scene made me wet, but the biggest surprise was when I was asked for permission to cum…from both of them simultaneously! Granted. How satisfying to see them enacting the scene just as directed by me, with Harry emptying his aching balls into the slave girls cunt as she touched her own nipples, shuddering to her second orgasm in succession.

I dismissed Harry and sent him to the shower. However, the slave girl was here to stay…and I had one more task for her that day…

Sunday, January 1st 2023

How to clean your ass properly for pegging

I’ve seen a spike (ouch!) in the past year in my new clients keen to try prostrate massage and/or pegging with me. This has been great from my point of view as I love to indoctrinate my newbies in the joy and wonder of ass penetration! However, this keenness to try something up their bum under the expert guidance of their Mistress often comes with a certain amount of anxiety regarding the cleanliness of their butt…and a worried client will not have the easiest asshole to explore! So let me start this year with a guide to cleanliness right up to your session that will lead to peace of mind (and a whole lot of pleasure!) during your session with me.

1. First of all, minimise your food intake up to 8 hours before the session, and ideally fast for the whole period, only drinking water. That means that when you get to our session, there will be little ready to exit your body via what is to be your rear entry!

2. You might want to use a shower douche at home before you come for your session with me, but my own shower isn’t available for you in that way. However, you can insert a slightly soapy finger up your bum while in the shower to give it a test drive, and hopefully feel reassured when it comes out clean.

3. I do have a bulb douche available for your use in my bathroom (over the toilet) though, which is squeaky clean and ready for you! Fill it with warm (not hot or cold!) water, get into position over the toilet, then use some lube on the nozzle before you insert it into your bumhole…and relaaax!

4. Give the bulb a couple of gentle squeezes and allow yourself to fill up with the warm water. Hold the water inside yourself for a few seconds, then slide the nozzle out of your ass and let whatever’s inside spill into the toilet. Note that if you miss, you’re cleaning up the mess!

5. Repeat steps 3. and 4. until the warm water runs clear.

6. Be a good boy and clean the douche, leaving it on my sink to be cleaned even more thoroughly after our session.

Easy! You’re now ready to come and play with me in my Lair and we can both engage in a carefree pegging and ass penetration session that we’ll enjoy in a relaxed manner. Here’s to having some great fun in your bum in 2023.

Wednesday, November 30th 2022

Now That’s What I Call A Party!

My cab drove up to the doorstep of the large stone building, the gravel crunching as it ground to a halt. I stepped out of the car in my leather trench-coat, leather leggings and knee-length boots, which were just the right attire for this time at the height of autumn in the middle of Scotland. The driver carried my suitcase as my heels click-clacked on the steps up to the front door. I pushed the doorbell, but it was almost instantaneously answered by two very excited ladies, a brunette and a blonde, who were to be my hosts here. Party of the year? Well, it might not have been my party, but it was certainly my birthday in a few days, so I symbolically tugged on my ponytail band and swished my hair around until it settled in waves on my shoulders.

I was shown by the butler to my rooms on the first floor as he brought my suitcase up the grand entrance staircase. It was important to keep my bearings in a 15-bedroomed manor house, but this large sumptuous room at the end of the corridor was pretty unforgettable, with its huge four-poster bed and antique furniture, as well as the decadent en-suite bathroom, which featured a Victorian roll-top bath. Perfect for a morning soak! Although it was only mid-afternoon, I thought there was no better time to slip into my Honey Birdette lingerie and Gio fully fashioned nylon stockings, as well as my Casadei Blades and mink fur. After all, there was a photographer arriving imminently for a shoot in the ballroom, and I wanted to be there!

After curling my blonde hair into a 1930s style, I joined my friends in the ballroom. When I say “friends”, I mean that as well as being friends they were the crème de la crème of Dommes, escorts, strippers and content creators, and a feast for the eyes was ready to be shot! Draping ourselves provocatively but elegantly over the beautiful furniture, we posed and paraded, feeling fully preened for the evening adventures. I can’t say that such a scenario hadn’t left me feeling very sexy indeed, with the feeling that tonight might be quite explosive!

After doing a little more filming and dressing for dinner in a slinky black dress, I joined the whole party downstairs. Dinner was served in a dining room only half as big as the vast ballroom, with a table that perfectly accommodated the other 25 or so guests. I slipped into a spot between two good-looking gentlemen, regulars on the kink scene north of the border and ready for a wild time that night. Of course, they loved my outrageous stories of exploits of the London fetish scene and my flashes of stocking tops between courses…and it certainly whet all of our appetites for the party about to commence.

It all started with glasses of champagne raised by the open fire in the living room for the two birthday girls. Spirits were high and guests were starting to get horny. Bolero jackets, stoles and scarves started to be shed first in the heat. Then came off the shirts from the gentlemen and blouses and dresses from the Ladies. Who knew a Scottish evening in November could be so hot? We made our way to the ballroom, where a Shibari rig had been set up, with an experienced rigger suspending his rope bunny, who lay tied in contorted bliss. While some were enjoying this spectacle, there was also the strippers’ pole, which I was happy to watch and leave to the experts attending the party, who made an impression with their strength, skills and sex appeal.

Downstairs in the dungeon, a spit roasting was was happening! I watched on as voyeur with a girl who was a relative newbie to kink at the party. We casually discussed our experiences of open relationships until our attention was captured by two very hot topless men giving a slim, randy girl the time of her life! We enjoyed view so much that we couldn’t resist sharing a snog between ourselves..!

It was time to cool down outside, but not for long! The outdoor hot tub looked inviting as it bubbled away, and the slightly-above-freezing temperatures proved no deterrent in me slipping out of even my lingerie and hosiery to jump on in and join the writhing host of naked bodies in the water. A hot tub full of hotties with plenty of action to participate in! Bare flesh brushed against bare flesh with wild abandon in the mercifully warm bubbles as we frolicked into the night. One lucky hot tubber did end up in my bed later that night…but a Lady never kissed and tells of course!

The morning after, there was one final bit of fun to be had, since I mentioned how good my bathroom would be for a morning dip. The other birthday girl was led into the roll-top bath by myself and three other Dommes for a good soaking…of the watersports kind! She said later that it was one of the best birthday presents she’s ever had, and quite rightly so, since our golden streams made her cum several times over! What a way to end a party…

Saturday, October 29th 2022

Damsel in Distress

Kiki looked stylish in her short red satin dress, although a little on the slutty side as her nylon stocking tops were visible just below the hem. Although somewhat unsteady on her four-inch heel red stilettos, she wouldn’t have to worry her pretty little head about that very soon. She flicked her red shoulder-length hair a little self-consciously as she stepped tentatively around the room, observing the different works of art on the wall as she went, oblivious to the blonde villainess behind her who would take her by surprise.

Out of the blue, Kiki felt a firm hand pressing a handkerchief against her nose and mouth and an arm around her torso, just below her generous breasts. She noticed that the hands were beautifully French-manicured, incongruous to the strong grip around her. But it was too late to argue or struggle as she felt herself grow weak in the villainess’s arms, her limbs becoming floppy as she could not resist the power of this evil blonde sadist.

Kiki found herself in a chair, a black-velvet one with arms that her own were rested upon. The villainess was right behind her and spoke in a whispered tone in Kiki’s ear. “I will let you go eventually. All you need to do is succumb to my demands.” Kiki merely nodded in consent, words were certainly not needed as the villainess rolled up a handkerchief ball and placed it in her prey’s mouth, while preparing a second handkerchief placed over her mouth and tied securely at the back of her head. Kiki was now gagged so that even if the power of speech did return to her, she would be rendered mute.

The villainess stayed behind and began to bind Kiki’s body to the chair using lengths of coarse rope. The rope was wrapped around Kiki’s torso with deft and swift movements just below her breasts, which made them protrude even more, her nipples hard with the tension of the moment. More rope was looped and tightened around her arms and legs, the coarseness of the rope feeling abrasive against Kiki’s skin. But resistance was not an option. Kiki was gagged, bound, and completely in the hands of the villainess.

For the first time, Kiki was able to see the villainess as her high heels clicked on the floor from behind, slowly and menacingly, to in front of her. She looked every bit as mean and mysterious as Kiki had pictured in her hazy mind. Standing around 5’10 tall in her black patent Louboutins, the villainess loomed over Kiki in her black satin blouse, red leather skirt and fully fashioned nylon stockings. Much of her face was not visible though, apart from her razor-sharp cheekbones and plump red lips, as she wore large Gucci sunglasses and a Hermés scarf tied over her head and around her neck, but her blonde roots could just be seen at her hairline. A closer look at the villainess’s hands revealed the perfection of her manicure, although this disappeared very soon into a pair of long black leather gloves.

“You will need to perform three tasks before you are released.” The villainess disappeared for a minute before returning with a large strap-on fastened around her waist. “This is the first,” she smiled, “When I said earlier that you would have to succumb to my demands, the emphasis was most definitely on “suck”.” Kiki looked petrified, but would do anything the villainess asked at this stage. The villainess moved into place beside Kiki and grabbed her head, removing the gag and positioning her lips at the tip of the strap-on cock. She slid Kiki’s mouth down the shaft so that slowly but surely, her lips were at the hilt. She began to thrust her head up and down, so that Kiki could feel that cock sliding all the way out of her mouth but immediately back down her throat again. Back and forth, up and down, fast and furious. Kiki was being inadvertently inducted in the art of deep-throating, and it might have been beginners’ luck that had made her so proficient in her first training session. But it was certainly the copious amounts of drool escaping Kiki’s mouth that had helped lubricate her throat, which the villainess poked back into Kiki’s mouth using her gloved fingers. Two more tasks to go!

Those agile leather-clad hands were at it again as the Villainess pulled down Kiki’s dress at the neck, revealing her already hard nipples. The evil blonde woman placed a suction cup in each, making the beleaguered damsel’s nipples swell with every pump. The suction bit on her nipples and made them feel tender until they could be pumped up no more. The villainess teased the cups for a few minutes, making Kiki’s nipples ache. Then at the right time, the cups came off, showing considerable swelling to her now juicy nipples. One more task to go!

The villainess approached Kiki intimately this time, and pulled up her red satin dress and pulled down the black satin panties, exposing her engorged clitoris. “I’m going to make you cum now! Sounds good doesn’t it? Hmmm…except for the fact that you’re not going to stop cumming once you start.” The villainess produced a powerful vibrating wand and switched it on. “Since you look so turned on already, it won’t take long until you’re squirting everywhere…it just might take a while before I stop…” She smiled and Kiki knew this was going to be a challenge. She held the vibrating tip down onto Kiki’s clitty and watched her squirm as the orgasmic tension began to form in her body as waves and waves of pleasure began to build up. In no time whatsoever did she begin to tremor and shake, tipped right over the edge and squirting her juices all over herself like the dirty slut she was! But it went on and on, as the villainess put her gloved hand over Kiki’s mouth to stymie her screams of ecstasy…at least they were ecstatic at first…they had rather morphed into something else now.

After five minutes or so (it could have been a lifetime as far as Kiki was concerned), the villainess stopped abruptly. “I’m done with you slut. I’m going to untie you and put you outside.” With that, she unfastened the lengths of rope around her and demanded she stand up. “Now that I’ve drained you of your cum, you’re going to be caged to ensure there’s no sluttiness while I’m not around.” The chastity device was fitted and locked. The villainess took the key and pushed Kiki out of the door. “Report back here in a month.”

Kiki marched her own defiled face and body out of the villainess room onto the streets outside. She was free…but yet still caged.

Thursday, September 1st 2022

A Couple’s Fantasy Curated

Before I proceed with my *true* story, a short disclaimer that I never use real names in my blogs (unless I’m specifically asked!). Now you’re all listening…!

A woman was on the end of the phone when I answered it, someone who was very much up for adventure with a plan to surprise her partner, Rob. Jacqui had recently had her first MMF threesome and had loved being the centre of attention between two cocks, belonging to Rob and a bi male escort they’d hired. She had already had her greatest desires come to life. Now it was Rob’s turn, and he was about to have his deepest MMF fantasy curated by me, with Jacqui as an essential part.

Jacqui arrived first at the Lair, candles all around the room and gently throbbing electronica playing, and we conspired together about how we set the scene. Rob arrived a few minutes later, straight from work, as I sent them both into the bathroom to shower together. Jacqui put her lilac Honey Birdette lingerie and stockings back on, but Rob stayed naked except for a towel around his waist. I was wearing a short black evening dress, which barely concealed my lace hold-up stocking tops, and had black lingerie on underneath.

I beckoned them onto the bed in my room, where I invited them to join me for a three-way kiss. We all closed our eyes as we felt the sensual pleasure of three tongues joining together and exploring each other’s mouths as we stroked each other’s hair. It was deeply arousing, as our bodies suggested when our hands travelled down each other’s bodies to our nipples. There were six nipples standing to attention as we rubbed and caressed them, only Rob’s exposed as we ladies had them tucked away in our lingerie, but still getting harder by the moment, and when I finally opened my eyes, I saw Rob’s hard cock protruding through the towel. I demanded he take the towel off, and as he did, I teasingly stripped out of my dress and looked at Jacqui, looking fabulous as her glossy chestnut-brown hair complimented her lingerie perfectly.

“It’s time,” I winked at Jacqui. Rob looked surprised as we both grabbed an arm each and pulled him onto my black velvet chair. Though he didn’t attempt to object in any way (and who could blame him?), I restrained him with some Shibari rope, and looped lengths of it around his wrists and ankles to tie him securely to the chair. He wouldn’t have been able to move if he’d want to! I slipped on a blindfold and put a ball gag in place, and warned him that he’d be able to hear and have the occasional touch, but he wouldn’t be able to see, talk or taste.

The chair was in front of the bed, where I started to narrate what I was doing to Jacqui. I started by sitting astride her and pinning her wrists to the bed, then kissing her, my tongue travelling down her body. I pulled on the cups of her bra so that her nipples popped out. I sucked on one hard while I gently squeezed the other between my thumb and index finger. Jacqui moaned with delight as Rob sighed with frustration! My lips and tongue continued their journey down her body until I parted her panties and gave a teasingly light lick to her clit.

At that point Jacqui and I decided to give a concession to Rob by stripping him of his blindfold. He had suffered enough for us, so now he would just be sitting in the chair watching us. I took off the gag too, seeing that the drool from his mouth matched the significant pool of pre-cum on the floor.

I got back to kissing Jacqui’s thighs as Rob watched, still frustrated, but at least it wasn’t all a picture in his imagination now! I flicked my tongue over her clit and found her sweet spot as I pushed a finger inside her. She was soaking wet, which turned me in even more! And Rob got even harder when I told him that. It wasn’t long until my tongue and finger induced a powerful orgasm that left Jacqui shuddering all over and Rob dribbling pre-cum from his cock right down to the floor below the chair. It was time to release him so he would get his reward…

He was only unbound for the length of time it took to get him face down and ass up on my bench, where he was to receive a treat he’d only dreamt of before. Once on the bench, we strapped him onto it and gave him a very sensual four-handed erotic massage, with plenty of oil. Rob was now relaxed enough for us to slip into our latex gloves. While Rob had experienced anal penetration before, there was certainly something he hadn’t experienced before: being spit roasted. It had to build up slowly though, so I started with a prostate massage with lots of lube, fingering his little button until he started to melt. When he was in prostate massage heaven, I called over Jacqui to take over, and inducted her in her first ever prostate massage. What an absolute treat for Rob, who was purring like a kitten. In the meantime, I stepped into my strap-on harness and held his head down onto my 6-inch strap-on cock, getting him to worship, lick and suck every inch with true devotion to us. It was not hard to convince him to suck it. In fact, he was soon begging for cock!

Jacqui and I had now warmed up Rob’s ass so much that he was ready to be fully spit roasted. She put on a spare strap-on harness that I had, with a slightly bigger cock as she was going to fuck Rob’s mouth. At the other end, I easily sunk my six-incher into Rob’s eager ass and began to pound him. Now feeling so desperate for cock, Rob could not take Jacqui’s teasing and needed her dick inside his mouth right now! So there we were, the two ladies, enjoying every second of our hip thrusts, getting deeper inside Rob with every one. He was close. I grabbed his cock from underneath and slowly wanked his hard dribbling cock to a volcanic eruption that exploded everywhere.

Two of Rob’s greatest fantasies had been met in two hours, but we all felt hugely satisfied! However, my Lair and all that’s in it will most likely conjure up some new fantasies to seed in their beautiful minds until next time…

Monday, August 8th 2022

Step-Aunty’s Panties

I emerged from the steamy shower, dabbing away with the towel all over my body, pressing it against my large breasts and between my legs to soak up the wetness. I wrapped my hair in a towel, dried off the rest of my gorgeous toned body, then went to the guest bedroom at my step-sister’s flat. She was out at the moment, so there was only me and my 20-year-old step-nephew, James, there. I went into my suitcase to put on my favourite lingerie, but couldn’t find it. How odd. It seemed that my panties always went missing on every visit here…

I decided to investigate the situation after running a comb through my damp hair and slipping into a red satin robe and high-heeled marabou slippers, and surprised my step-nephew by walking in on him without knocking on his bedroom.

To say he was startled was an understatement. Phone in one hand, my panties in the other, there he was, masturbating. Or at least he was until he froze in pure shock!

“Give the phone to me!” I demanded. I had caught my step-nephew so off-guard that he had no choice but to. But when I looked at what had been his wank-fodder, it was my turn to be taken aback!

“You’re wanking over pictures of me you’ve found on the internet!”

“I didn’t know it was you Step-Aunty, I just found them and thought they were nice,” he blustered.

“Really? Well I don’t know who you thought it was…they have a phoenix tattoo EXACTLY the same as mine.”

James looked mortified. He had to fess up now. “Okay Step-Aunty. I found your profile on the internet and I’ve really been enjoying your content. I’ve always had a thing for you…and your panties! Just please don’t tell my parents about this as they’d think I was a pervert.”

“You ARE a pervert James! A terrible pantie pervert. You’re going to have to play by my rules if you want me to keep your perversions a secret!” I noticed a pair of my leopard print panties, another pair that had mysteriously disappeared, on his bedside chest of drawers. I picked them up and noticed the stain inside them, fresh from when I’d been filming a clip of me playing with myself just before my shower.

“Get undressed James.” He did, and quickly! I pulled the panties over his face in an act of humiliation and pushed him onto the bed. His cock was hard and throbbing. “I can see you want me…but you’re going to get some serious teasing before you get my pussy!”

“Please Step-Aunty, I’d love for you to ride me,” he begged.

“Not yet! As I said, you play by my rules!” And with that, I pushed James back onto his bed and pulled my panties over his face with the gusset right over his nose and mouth. I took my robe off, and sat on his face facing his cock, so that he had my ass cheeks pressing the panties so that my aroma was inhaled deeper into his nostrils. At the same time, I spat on his hard cock and began to wank it gently. I suspected that my step-nephew was a furious masturbator, and he wasn’t used to the art of edging.

“What time’s your Mum due back home James?”

“In about three hours.” And there lay the challenge…to keep James at the brink of orgasm for that long!

Since I had brought along some toys for making my movie clips, I brought them into James’ room to share with him. I tied up his cock and balls tight with shoelaces so that they swelled even bigger. I teased him, dragging my long red nails all over his body, but especially his bulging balls. He began to leak precum steadily, which he sucked greedily from my fingers as I fed him. I got my vibrating wand out to drive him even closer to his limits, until he found it too intense…then a bit more..! I gave him a prostate massage as I edged him, giving him a whole body orgasm that made him shudder all over, without him having an ejaculatory orgasm…that would be at the final furlong.

James’ repeatedly begged me to make him cum…but he knew what he’s signed up for: to play by my rules. After him being so close, so many times, I was feeling horny, and his Mum was due back very soon…so it was time to climb aboard his cock and give my step-nephew the ride of his lifetime! I was very wet after controlling his orgasm for so long, so I wanted mine now…so I slid onto his cock, which had now been solid hard for three hours, and swung my hips hard! My tight pussy clenched around his eager cock, which was so desperate to cum. I fucked him while pushing my panties firmly onto his face, affirming his title of a “pantie pervert” and driving myself to a huge orgasm. As my pussy contracted around his cock, I felt James twitching inside of me as he finally got to come too. What an end to his first edging session with Step-Aunty.

Just as I had slipped my robe back on and was about to go back to the guest bedroom, my sister unexpectedly opened the door to James’ room and came in. “Are you okay? Are you looking for something in my son’s room?”

“Nothing that I need back,” I said cryptically. At least I let James keep a small memento of our moment of lust…

Monday, May 30th 2022

Cuck in the Club

Berlin, May 2022. I was in the legendary KitKatClub during the German Fetish Weekend. By 2am this place of fetish hedonism was wall-to-wall with unbelievably sexy kinksters, fetishists, Dommes, slaves, Daddies, baby-girls, rubber dolls and models from all over the world. Dressed in a tight pin-striped PVC dress with 7-inch stilletto-heeled ankle boots, I was ready to hit the dancefloor with my Bull. The throbbing techno beat pulsed through our bodies as we stomped like we’d found our spiritual home. But I wasn’t just there for dancing. I was there to fuck.

My Bull went off to the bar to get me a bottle of water. Things were sweaty on the dancefloor, being in such close proximity to hundreds of other clubbers, dancing like it was their first international clubbing event in 3 years…which of course for many of us it was. Across the dancefloor our eyes met, a young bearded and tattooed buff guy wearing a harness, PVC pants and boots. I wondered if he was here to dance or fuck? Catching my gaze, he came over, a little shy, but I could see from his pants that he was hard.

“I don’t blame you for crossing the dancefloor to me,” I said teasingly, then turning around to reveal my tattooed ass…and that I was wearing no knickers. “What’s your name?”

“Lucien,” he responded.

“Lady Phoenix. A pleasure to meet you. Would you like to go downstairs to the playrooms for some fun?”

Lucien nodded enthusiastically…and just at that moment, my Bull arrived with the water. The plan would go ahead just as I’d envisioned.

Lucien was not short, but my Bull, dressed in a black latex suit, was at least 4 inches taller…he towered over him as I introduced them. I think it was at that point that Lucien realised he wasn’t going to fuck. He was going to be the cuck.

I led the two men down the staircase and through the labyrinthine nooks and crannies in the subterranean part of the club. On finding a quiet corner, we settled into place. Lucien stood back a couple of feet away while I hitched my dress up. “DO NOT MASTURBATE,” I ordered the cuck. My Bull and I kissed passionately as he began to slide his hard 9-inch cock inside me. I hadn’t seen the cuck’s cock, but I imagined it was a good 3 inches shorter. It was pure pleasure taking such a big cock hard in my juicy pussy, having sex standing up and against the wall in this underground chasm. The cuck was practically salivating as I started to moan and groan, the bass of the music beat pounding as my Bull pounded me. It seemed that the more we fucked, the more other couples were magnetised to that area, a fucking frenzy erupting all around us. But still, the cuck only had eyes for me as my Bull began to fuck me from behind, so I got to feel that enormous cock rubbing against my G-spot and sending me to the heights of ecstasy. With a few final strokes, we both came simultaneously, my Bull cumming inside my juicy hole while my orgasm spasms clenched around his big cock.

“Don’t think you’re next,” I taunted, “We’re hitting the dancefloor again. And so we did, smelling of sex and a bit sweatier than before too. The cuck a bit more dejected and humiliated than before, still hard, and leaking into his PVC pants having been well and truly cuckolded in the club.

Tuesday, May 17th 2022

Hypno-Tryst

They came to my Hypnotherapy surgery separately, as work colleagues sent by their boss to “cure” their lack of focus in the office. Jason was a tall, smartly-dressed man, whom I immediately identified as being very susceptible to Hypnosis. Belle was a very attractive brunette in office wear, who said she’d been hypnotised before with successful results. They were both effectively putty in my hands, sitting on my leather therapy couch, and as I drew their attention to my swinging watch and watched as their eyelids grew heavy, I started to imagine the fun ahead of us. My trance induction was powerful and with a click of my fingers, they were both deeply under my spell.

The next stage, after deepening their trance, was to ensure that they responded to my commands and obeyed my orders. My silky hypnotic voice sounded like sonic syrup to my two “patients”, and the two mesmerised and mindless ones repeated after me:

“I am powerless to resist.”

“I am a brainwashed sex slave.”

“I obey only you.”

“I serve only you.”

“I worship only you.”

It was then safe to bring them out of the trance knowing that the triggers had firmly been installed, and whenever I snapped my fingers they would do exactly as I said. There would be no attention to their concentration levels at work, this session would be all about me getting the maximum perverse satisfaction possible!

I counted them out of their trance and asked them how they felt.

“Great!”

“More focussed?”

“Er, yeah!”

SNAP!

A dead-eyed glaze instantly came over the two drones as they sunk under my power.

“Strip to your underwear right now and start to feel aroused.”

Item by item, Jason and Belle slipped out of their office attire so I could see more of their personality in what lay underneath. Jason in his boxers, and Belle in a rather racy hot pink Honey Birdette set of lingerie, stockings and suspenders included. Oh this was going to be fun.

“Kiss each other. Passionately!”

They faced each other and began to snog. I wondered whether they’d even thought about doing this when they were in the office before.

“Now fondle each other.”

Breasts were stroked and gently squeezed, cock and balls groped. Despite the pair of them being brain-washed zombies, there was excitement in what they were doing…and that excitement was for me!

“Belle - suck Jason’s cock.”

She slipped his erect manhood out of his pants (leaking copiously, I might add) and held it in her mouth, using her tongue to pleasure him from the tip all the way along the shaft to the hilt.

“Balls too, Belle.”

That command was obeyed with enthusiasm, like all the others!

“Okay, Jason, now it’s Belle’s turn. Take off her panties and lick her pussy.”

Jason’s very hard cock popped out of Belle’s mouth as they rotated and he went down on her, peeling off her wet panties as he began to use his tongue on her clit as she moaned. They had both become pure pleasure-bots and now it was my turn to join in!

I stripped to my lace and satin black lingerie set, complete with fully fashioned stockings.

“Now both of you, use your tongues to pleasure me. Pay attention to my nipples and clit.”

Now it was getting really hot! The two brainwashed office-workers were all over me, Belle on my breasts and nipples while Jason concentrated on my clit, positively raging from the fervour of this elicit tryst. I commanded them to swap over when I felt like having a female tongue licking me between my thighs while Jason sucked on my tits, nipples hard as could be.

“Belle - we will suck Jason’s cock together.”

As soon as I gave this deviant command, other devious thoughts were running through my mind, though sharing Jason’s cock with Belle was pure joy, as we teased him with our tongues. But it simply had to be done.

“Get in formation for a three-way 69.”

With a little logistical push from me, we all managed to fit on the large leather couch of my therapy room together (it was large for a reason!). I positioned Belle so she was sucking Jason’s cock again, while Jason’s head was between my thighs and I had Belle’s delicious pussy in my face.

“Now lick!”

And we did. Licked like we were having an ice-cream after fasting for three days. Hungrily, greedily, but focussing on the receiving as much as the giving. I got even wetter at the thought of what I’d created: a perfect three-person chain of pleasure. There was only one thing left to do…

“On the count of ten, CUM!”

The sighs crescendoed as the countdown reached its climax and the three of us came simultaneously amid our hypno-tryst.

However, it was not over as my patients were still in trance! As I instructed clean-up and dressing, I also placed a few post-hypnotic suggestions about repeating the session again soon. SNAP! They were out of their trance.

“Feeling focussed?” My leading question could only be answered one way.

“Yes, amazing thank you!” enthused Belle.

“I feel so light, and fresh…rejuvenated! I’m sure I’ll be able to concentrate more at work now,” said Jason.

Two more happy patients left my surgery today…but it wouldn’t be long at all before they came back for more…though not quite knowing what the “more” was that they craved…

Sunday, May 8th 2022

Taste of the T-Girl

Mark entered my Lair in his business suit, having come straight out of a meeting into my Phoenix clutches. He was eager to try something new and different, and now he was here, in the place where deep erotic fantasies are fulfilled. My well-equipped playspace had the right inventory and my phone book the right contacts. Mark was here to make the big step towards making his dream come true, and I was there to guide him into tasting forbidden fruit: sucking the cock of a hot T-girl.

We started the session with just Mark and I, though Mark was soon to become Mika! I gave him a quick tour of my dungeon, including my cross dressing wardrobe, a paradise for those with feminine predilections! Mark foraged through the ample selection of maid’s uniforms, frilly petticoats, prissy pink dresses, satin blouses, colourful wigs, nylon stockings, silky lingerie and shiny heels before relinquishing control of his wardrobe choices entirely to me. A black fishnet stocking/suspender combo accompanied a black PVC bra and panties set, the perfect undergarments for a black lacy top and lycra skirt finished off with a pair of size 10 heels. Dazzlingly slutty, Mark became Mika. I blindfolded Mika and tied her to a chair with black rope. A gag was added to complete the thrill of being restrained…what could come next?

I put on my strap-on harness and attached an 8-inch dildo, a realistic one with bulging veins, not too dissimilar to what was going on inside Mika’s panties at that time. “Time to ungag you. Your mouth is needed for oral duties.” I perched on my bench, and lowered my hips so that my dildo was Mika’s mouth’s height. Mika devoured the phallus greedily. I was impressed…but this was only the initial training…

There was a knock on the door. Mika was hard with anticipation and positively leaking into her PVC panties.

“Come in,” I said gently but assertively, and then a tall redhead in green Honey Birdette lingerie, nude stockings and heels entered. “Hello Robyn,” I greeted my new guest, “This is Mika. She would like to meet you. He hasn’t experienced the thrill of being with a T-girl yet, but now here you are.”

Robyn strutted across the room in her heels to where Mika was tied to the chair. “Mika? It’s time to taste T-girl cock.”

Mika, still blindfolded, opened her mouth in anticipation as Robyn pulled her hard, generous cock from her panties and edged towards Mika’s mouth. Mika’s bulge beneath her tight skirt and panties protruded as she took the tip of the T-girl cock in her mouth, practically salivating. She wanted more, and Robyn was going to give it! Mike took more and more cock inside her hungry lips, licking the full length of Robyn’s cock. I was more than happy to assist, guiding Mika’s mouth in the right direction, and pushing her mouth down further and further…until she positively devoured the entire cock down to the hilt! That’s cock-sucking training fast-tracked Lady Phoenix-style!

But it was the right time to ramp the training up and remove Mika’s blindfold. Up until now, there had been the two phalluses in her mouth, and whatever was going on in Mika’s head. Now Mika had to face us eye to eye! There was no escaping the fact now that Mika had just been trained to suck T-girl cock…and she loved it!

The excitement levels were rising now, so I decided to orchestrate the finale. Mika wanted T-girl juice on her sissy titties…so while I reached inside her PVC panties and masturbated Mika, Robyn lstroked her lovely cock harder and harder and pulled down Mika’s too and bra, exposing her hard nipples. Robyn continued to wank over Mika’s nipples until they both exploded with cum at the same time: Mika in my hand and into her panties and Robyn all over Mika’s nipples.

It only took a shower and a bit of soothing after-care for Mika to become Mark again, and off to another meeting. Fortunately, Robyn had much more fun things to partake in for the rest of the day.

Wednesday, April 27th 2022

A Fairer Sex Session

There had been more than two years of waiting for this moment. It had originally been meant to happen just when the first lockdown was announced. I had looked forward to it as much as she had. So when the call came through, my bi side was alive with anticipation. My first solo female client had booked to see me that very same day…and this time there was nothing to stop us.

Bronwyn arrived at my studio space, a vivacious kinky brunette in a smart, short dress with a lust for trying out new sexual experiences. She had already had her fair share of MFF threesomes at fetish after-parties, but this was a different experience, she told me as we sipped wine together. The chat was easy, friendly and natural, but there was a point that the chat had to turn to action. I grabbed Bronwyn and kissed her, stroking her long brown hair as I did. Her kisses made me wet. We became more passionate, touching each others’ curves, feeling for hard nipples and exploring each others’ necks with our tongues. It was truly electric!

Clothes were pulled off in a frenzy and discarded as we continued our highly-charged tryst as we stripped each other down to our almost identical Honey Birdette sets, lingerie at its most elegant, finished off by black sheer stockings. My clit was already throbbing and I wanted to taste Bronwyn.

I had started the day unaware I would eat out a beautiful cunt, but here it now was, soft and completely shaven…and inches from my hungry tongue. We immediately slid our bodies into a 69 position, and slipped each other’s panties to the side. I knew I was very juicy, as I’d had those twingey feelings in my stomach already. Bronwyn confirmed this, but more importantly she was soaking wet too! Fabulous instant mutual pussy-licking chemistry as we worked our tongues around each other’s clits while adding a finger or two to go deeper inside. I came first. Did I ever tell you that I love my job?

I’ve always been a clitoral cummer, but Bronwyn very much got her orgasmic pleasure from her pussy. I put on one of my strap-ons, this particular 7.5 inch one having been designed for use by lesbians. We started off with her on her back as I plunged my strap-on dick deep inside her juicy cunt as I looked at her lovely green eyes while pounding her on top…and being pounded was what she loved! The more she moaned, the deeper my thrusts got…but I needed them to be deeper. I pulled her up from my bed and pushed her face down ass up onto my spanking bench. She was now in the perfect position to really feel my dick! Pushing down with my hands on the small of her back, she lifted her gorgeous bottom higher, inviting me for even deeper strokes, long ones, so she could feel the full length of my strap-on cock inside her very wet hole.

However, the orgasm came with a swift position change with me lying down on my bed. Bronwyn slid down my phallus and we moved our hips in harmony so she could get the most of it hitting her G-spot. It did, repeatedly, driving her to a heightened and prolonged climax. Oh yes, yes, yes! I LOVE my job!!!

Another drink after our doubly satisfying session, but this time with water to rehydrate after such an energetic session. All along with some tender strokes on bare skin and some last fluttery kisses. Did I ever tell you that I love my job?

Monday, March 7th 2022

The Power of the Prostate

One of my femdom superpowers has got to be my ability to take a man to previously unknown realms of ecstasy by harnessing the power of the prostate. For the uninitiated, I love to slip on my latex gloves, lube up, and probe deep inside, sliding a finger around until I find that special little button to play with and bring you an incredible sensation that you hadn’t felt before.

Located between the penis and rectum and accessed through the anus, the prostate is roughly 3-4 inches inside and the size of a walnut. To me, the prostate often feels like a piece of bubble wrap, and massaging it with one or two fingers brings the best results for me. I like to vary the motion of my fingers, alternating between a circular movement and a “pressing the doorbell” kind of action.

It feels good to be controlling you from the inside out, especially when I can bring you to a surprise orgasm just by stimulating your prostate alone.
It’s great when it’s done as part of a tie and tease, when you’re restrained, your cock and balls are tied, and I’m edging you with my hand, a wand and lots of lube, spitting on your cock as I drive you nearer to this pleasure point. Some men will surprise themselves when they cum, and how the orgasm feels different (many say more intense) from a standard ejaculatory one.

Not that a prostate orgasm is essential. It can simply feel really good to have fingers rubbing against it, and a massage can lead naturally onto using toys inside followed some pegging, with my strap-on cock continuing to stimulate it. One of my favourite tricks is to stroke the frenulum gently and teasingly while giving a prostate massage…such powerful sensations can drive a man insane!

I do love the power of knowing the potential of a man’s body and the sheer delight it can experience, often better than the man thinks he knows himself. Harnessing that power, controlling your orgasm and bringing you to the heights of ecstasy as and when I see fit as you fall more and more under my dominant spell…this is what I love. Seeing your face contort and hearing your moans as you are surprised by what pleasure is contained in your own body, only to be released by my hands, deeply skilled in the art of the prostate massage.

Saturday, January 22nd 2022

TV Showtime

It really didn’t matter who walked into my hotel room that evening. It was who walked out of the bathroom half an hour later that mattered. Resplendent in a turquoise satin blouse and black leather skirt, Jenna strolled confidently into the bedroom in her thigh-length stiletto-heeled studded Fernando Berlin boots, bespoke for her apparently. Her brunette bobbed wig framed her face perfectly, while makeup subtly emphasised her eyes and lips. It was not just a different look, but a different personality from the person that had come through my hotel room door earlier, as if the bathroom was a portal to and other dimension. Jenna was vibrant as she proudly told me about her passion for long, high-heeled boots…which was great to hear about as I wore my own to match hers…

We sat down on the bed together and compared boots…actually I had pretty much decided instantly that I too needed a pair of made-to-measure Fernando Berlins in my life! We stroked the soft leather of each other’s high-end footwear and started to get a little more intimate with one another. We began to kiss, beautiful kisses that were wildly feminine. Being tactile people, we spent a long time running our hands over each other’s clothed bodies. I loved feeling Jenna’s “breasts” with their hard nipples but couldn’t resist slipping my hand under her skirt and fondling what lay inside her silky panties, which were getting wetter by the moment. Likewise, Jenna caressed my nylon-clad thighs and slowly worked her way up to the mound that lay inside my knickers. She began to unbutton my blouse to find my hard nipples under my bra.

Now things were getting much hotter with skirts riding up, blouses unfastened, kissing getting more frenzied as lips explored breasts and moans got more intense. Touching each other through our panties was driving us crazy with lust. Jenna was eager to please and, having worked her way down my body teasingly with her tongue, she began to lick my clit in exactly the same way women lick another women. I call this technique “lesbian long licks” but this was the first time I’d experience them with a cross dresser. Using the full length of her tongue on my clit to slowly edge me was more than I could take…I came hard, grinding against Jenna’s face as I shuddered to a juicy climax.

Jenna deserved a nice reward for taking me to such orgasmic heights with her skilled feminine tongue. I knew that she loved to be fucked with a strap-on, so I immediately grabbed my harness complete with its 8-inch phallus, bending Jenna over with her boots still on and skirt hitched up with knickers pulled down. With a little gentle fingering to warm her up, I slid my strap-on dick into her hole and gave her some long, slow strokes, just like her licks! While I fucked her I played with her cock and thrust faster and faster as I rubbed it. Jenna squealed with delight as thrust and stroked, and I kept those cries coming until she finally exploded, just as my thrusts had peaked.

Jenna went back to the bathroom and changed back into her alter ego, a lovely chap…but I did wonder whether he could lick just like Jenna did…

Friday, January 7th 2022

How to apply for a filming slave position

When I started filming with other performers after the first lockdown, I didn’t realise that the filming slave application would become such a prevalent phenomena in my life. Ranging from the impeccably sublime to the unwittingly irritating to the laughably ridiculous, these applications came in the form of emails, replies to my tweets, phone calls and texts, some accompanied by photos, links, references from other Mistresses, CVs…etc, but very few actually hit the nail on the head. Consequently those few are now my go-to filming slaves, and are those who I know can be relied on as their performance and dependability match their ability to approach a Mistress correctly.

Recently I received an email from a regular client of mine who wanted to become a filming slave. His enthusiasm and sincerity were high…his etiquette pretty terrible. I knew that he would make a poor impression with other Mistresses if this was his approach, although in person he was bang-on in terms of being polite, respectable, clean and in line with the protocol for standard unfilmed sessions. So I decided to write this guide for slaves who want to be filming slaves where there might be some incongruence between their in-person behaviour and their ability to approach a Mistress appropriately.

First of all, you must remember that as of 2021 it is standard procedure to require you to sign a consent form, bring photographic ID, and possibly be photographed holding your ID. If you’re not prepared to do this, please don’t bother even thinking of replying.

Now the next consideration. Are you writing in response to an advert a Mistress has put out to recruit slaves? Or are you sending your CV out of the blue hoping for an opportunity with the Mistress of your choice? You are much more likely to have your proposal read in the first case than the second as an email of the latter kind falls into the unsolicited category. You may be perceived as looking for discounted sessions if you approach the second way, which will not go down well with a Mistress. Better to exercise patience and wait until She advertises.

In terms of how to write to Her, email is the standard medium for applying to be a slave. Calls could come at an inconvenient time to the Mistress and texts are generally too short and risk ending in an unwanted game of text ping-pong. Do not tweet a reply to an ad if the Mistress has asked you to email. That’s instant bad etiquette as you’re trying to jump the queue.

Next, assuming you are emailing in response to an ad, read the ad carefully to check that you are available to come to the desired location on the filming dates and that you partake in the activities required by the Mistress and are able to dress as requested. If the Mistress is filming forced bi content and that’s not one of your fetishes, don’t write and say you’re not into forced bi but you do pegging. If She requires a rubber gimp, don’t reply saying that you want to participate but need to buy the gimp suit first. That’s not helpful at all. If you include your CV of preferred activities, take care not to include activities the Mistress does not offer. If She does not offer pussy worship then leave it out of your email to Her! Don’t let your over-enthusiasm lead to you embarrassing yourself in front of the Mistress and (worse!) wasting Her time.

Take care in your reply to include all of the desired information required of you. Make the Mistress aware of anything that might be of concern eg. needing a hood (if it’s a choice), covering tattoos and health issues that might impede filming. This will eliminate nasty surprises on the day! However, don’t make your application too long, the Mistress will lose interest in your application before long. A concise summary of your likes, limits and experience with contact details is usually enough. A full length photo will be helpful, but no more than one! A few to freely viewable clips you’ve previously filmed are great, and also the names of some Mistresses you’ve worked with so your references can be checked out.

Now here’s a home truth: if you were hoping to make money from starring in clips with your favourite Mistress, I’m afraid that’s highly unlikely to happen. Most Mistresses require a tribute for filming that needs to be paid in advance to ensure their attendance on the day. Mistresses make money from their clip sites and subscription sites through their own hard work and creativity. Some diligent subs have set up their own sites, but it is only after they have established themselves on the scene as reputable slaves with excellent manners, otherwise Mistresses wouldn’t be working with them!

Please note another important consideration: asking for a filmed session is not the same as applying to be a filming slave. If you have a fantasy that involves a Mistress and you want it to be filmed and even distributed, then you need to pay for a regular session that will probably include a filming fee. Do not expect to pay a discounted filming slave fee for this! We Mistresses recruit slaves for Our ideas on Our terms. You don’t find Mistresses for your clip ideas on your terms!

To really go the extra mile in creating a great impression, make sure your email not only follows this guide but also the protocols specific to the Mistress you are writing to. Most Mistresses have etiquette sections on their websites that advise you, for instance, on how to address them. Following the specifications unique to the Mistress will help you to be looked on favourably and potentially lead to a successful filming slave application.

One more thing before your application is signed, sealed and delivered. Not everyone has perfect English, so do your best and make sure you at least communicate your message well. Mistresses know that some slaves have dyslexia or English is their second language, so there is normally some tolerance for the odd slip. But I do re-iterate, do your best!

Good luck!