What a fantastic time I’ve had today.
New cross dresser called for details yesterday asking if I do same day bookings, so was pleasantly surprised when it called to make a booking for today.
We had a brief chat over the phone, reminding it, that I always like to have a pre-session chat before any session begins.

Upon its arrival I gave it a mask to wear through out the session, only taking it off to suck my cock and go in the vac-bed.

Dressing it up in a PVC maids outfit, shoes and wig.
Asking it previously if it had ever had a cock up its arse.
No mistress, I’ve only got a tight arse hole.
putting my surgical gloves on, I lube a couple of fingers and slowly begin to probe its arse, it wasn’t lying its hole was the size of a pin head.
Gently stroking teasing its tiny butt, it relaxes I insert a finger only down to the knuckle.
You like that don’t you, I can tell, pushing yourself onto my finger wanting more
you filthy slut!
We are going downstairs soon and you are going in the vac-bed, once inside I’m going to sit on your face, holding your breath with my warm backside.

Once we’d finished downstairs it was now time to put it in the body bag and wire it to the e-stim.
Once it was securely inside e-stim attached I turn it on, by the sounds it was making I knew it wouldn’t be long before it was exploding, and my what a load it had, it’s a pity I didn’t have any of my other sluts on stand by to clean it up.
Maybe next time 😈😈😈

Fortunate to have been able to experience another wonderful lesson in BDSM from the talented MistressV. Arrived to find Mistress in fine form, casually dressed in jumper and jeans. After a warm greeting and a detailed reminder of the Covid-19 precautions, I was soon on my knees in the dungeon, awaiting the entrance of my gorgeous Mistress. I didn’t have long to wait; Mistress wafted into the room like a breath of summer air. Joy of Joys … Mistress asked for my assistance in helping Her zip in to the black lace-up playsuit which showcased Her athletic, voluptuous figure which was Her chosen attire for today’s session. Back on my knees, Mistress fastened my collar around my neck, formally marking the transition in our relationship. My place in life was firmly established as She paraded me around Her bench on a leash, ending with the instruction to assume the position I have come to know and appreciate – prostrate on Her bench!

Gentle caresses across my back, buttocks and legs from Mistress V’s flogger were interspersed with sharp blows (and intakes of breath!) as those soft, supple hands transformed in milliseconds into Weapons of Mass Destruction. With my cheeks starting to take on a pinkish hue, Mistress upped the anti and started paddling me, then spanking and finally retrieving Her single tail whip from the rack. With Laser guided precision, the tip was soon landing across my buttocks, top of my legs and the more sensitive parts lying between. I had indicated some time in the past that I might like to be introduced to Her whip, albeit in such a way as to leave no marks. Let me assure anyone in a similar position, Mistress is in total control of Her art and after experiencing the thrill of the sting, not a trace was left behind. I’m sure, however, had I asked for a longer lasting memento, Mistress would have been only too happy to oblige (LOL). The hand spanking that followed was intense and deeply penetrating, as Mistress worked on warming up and softening my buttocks

Untying the straps, Mistress gently stretched my scarlet cheeks and proceeded to lube me up for some anal play. Suffice to say, an enjoyable few minutes followed as She skillfully teased and prodded with copious amounts of lube and one of Her toys. As a complete anal virgin before meeting Mistress, I have to say that the experiences at Her hands have been quite astounding; I’m hoping that one day in the not so distant future, Mistress will finally fully consummate the relationship. My long-term objective is that big black object (we’ve all got to have some form of target) which features in a number of the daily Twitter postings – you all know what I mean!!

Instructing me to rise from the bench. Mistress cuffed my hands together in front of me and had me lift them to my face (but no touching – remember Covid-19). With a couple of deft movements, my hands were shackled to my leash and my leash shackled to my collar so that they were in an open praying position in front of my face (although God only knows what I was praying for by now, as this didn’t look too promising for me). The other end of the rope the shackles were attached to hung from the ceiling pulley and soon I was standing erect with my head and hands held high in the air ‘just the way I like my slaves’ was Mistress’ comment. Binding my cock and balls with a long thick black shoelace, I was soon teased into standing rigidly to attention, in more ways than one. Mistress has a penchant for nipple twisting, and She delivers it with consummate skill and grace – one second you’re enjoying the feel of Her soft hands caressing your chest, the next you’re wincing as your nips are clamped in those strong fingers and twisted, squeezed and pulled. Having warmed them up, clamps with little dangling buckets were applied, one to each chesticle. I was obviously not making enough noise, because Mistress promptly dropped additional weights in each bucket … now that did catch my attention!! I don’t know what was the more pleasant – my throbbing member which Mistress kept interested in the proceedings by various means (normally involving a wince on my part, although the feather duster provided an amazing counterpoint), the growing pains (literally) in my chest as my nips headed towards the floor, or the pleasure of Mistress pressing herself against me from behind, before cutting off my air supply with Her leather gloved hands. What a choice, eh! You know you want to have that decision to make, don’t you? Needless to say, by now I was so subbed out I was incapable of making any decisions, so I succumbed to the reality of the situation, and quietly celebrated that I was in the fortunate position of being able to serve my Mistress. At this point, Mistress again produced one of Her Floggers and I was soon in receipt of it’s gentle caresses across my back and buttocks. When I say ‘gentle’, I’m talking euphemistically; Mistress is superbly attuned to all the verbal, non-verbal and physical responses of your body, knowing when to go harder, when to ease up and when to stop. I’ve never had any concerns that Mistress would do anything that either I didn’t like or want, or that would result in injury. That’s not to say Mistress doesn’t stretch your limits.

Unshackling me, Mistress noticed a speck of dirt on Her long, black, high heeled leather boots and instructed me to polishthem, before instructing me to worship her delightful derriere. It was a bit awkward, wearing a hood and mask, but I must have performed satisfactorily, because Mistress asked if I would like a drink. ‘Yes please, Mistress’, and before I knew it, I was drinking the finest bouquet’d champagne I have ever had the pleasure to sample, provided generously by Mistress. This gorgeous lady certainly knows how to treat Her slaves.

Thirst slaked, I was soon on the medical bench, watching in rapt admiration as Mistress skillfully and painlessly inserted 9inches of stainless steel into my urethra. By now, my old man must be getting used to this and thoroughly enjoying it, as the full length was swiftly gobbled up, tended only by Mistress’ gloved hands. After a few minutes of pleasurable play, the sound was replaced by one much thicker – it looked to me as thick as one of those breadsticks you get in posh Italian restaurants; just as well my old man likes Italian food, because he gobbled this up as quickly as the aperitif. By now thoroughly engorged with his meal, he lay bloated and gasping for air (or was it thirst)? Mistress duly obliged by athletically climbing on the bench and, with my head over the edge and craning upwards, proceeded to pour me another glass of champagne, which I thirstily consumed without managing to spill a drop. Mistress was impressed.

Easing off the bench, and gently removing the ‘breadstick’, Mistress reached down and attached a pair of pads connected to one of Her estim boxes around my abdomen and upper thigh. Soon, my belly was quivering and my legs twitching as Mistress slowly increased the power to a level that was almost painful. By now, my old man was feeling a bit left out, so Mistress tightened a pair of loops attached to another estim unit and started upping the power, until just below the threshold of pain. By now everything from my midriff down was being stimulated; it wasn’t unduly painful, but the real agony as I strained to release but found myself unable to, was purely psychological. Mistress finally relented and eased off on the power to the loops, with an almost immediate result. I had read that it was not unusual to be unable to achieve orgasm whilst in sub-space; I know I was certainly in a different place with all the estim; I’ll need to remember to ask Mistress the next time I visit.

And visit again I will. Each of my journey’s with MistressV has taken me to new horizons – in some cases new experiences and in others, stretching the degree or time of an activity we spend in our Dom/sub relationship. I asked MistressV to be my guide to BDSM, Muse and Mistress at our second session; it has to be one of the finest decisions of my life. All of our sessions, both pre and post adoption have been superbly planned, excitingly different and brilliantly executed by Mistress, bringing a unique experience that is both challenging and yet fulfilling. Experienced or a complete novice (as I was not so long ago), Mistress listens to what you say, watches how you react physically and psychologically and delivers a truly professional and exhilarating experience. Don’t waste your life thinking about it, you know you want to book a session with a top Dominatrix – Yorkshire Mistress

knock on the door what to expect strip i took my clothes off kneel in the main chamber now then got fitted into a cock cage my first time feels funny but will try it again tied down misstress fucks me with different size dildos then unties me takes me to the medical room and try s a big black dildo but i couldn”t take it sorry next move to the bathroom where i get to drink mistress piss nice move again a very busy two hour slot ten i take sounds what a funny feeling as a treat mistress sits on my face lovely then she puts to bands on my cock and it pulses hen as a treat i got to worship mistress pussy while the pulses get more and more what a great session can”t wait for the next one maybe try weights on my tiny little cock i would recomend any one to could and give it a try and any males i will suck your cock and let you fuck me if that is what it takes so go and see mistress v you will not be disappointed i wasn”t and will now willing try anything she would like me to do with my tiny cock and mucky asrehole roll on my next session maybe a sub to join in can”t wait

Hi again, you lovers of kink, sex, extremes, depravity, especially devotees of the alluring, talented and commanding Lady V.Stocking, she to whom I am in service for pain, humiliation, and full toilet slavery.

I visited again only 9 days after the last session; dressed in a black pvc look thigh stockings, black high waist skater skirt , black pvc corset, black wig, dark eyes and bright red lips and black low heel court shoes. No mention of knickers as I wore none.

My cocklette and empty balls were safely held in a heavy, stainless steel cage which none of my tiny lace slut knickers can contain. Anyway, no knickers is best for a cock, spunk and mancunt bitch whore as I am.

My lady liked my outfit. No time for pleasantries: straight into nipple tease and twist then to the bum-up bench, legs apart, cocklette and woeful sack in cage all hanging ready to catch the tail of a whip as it curls down my crack, anxious as it is for pain, a pegging and a real cock fuck if a stray sissy were to pass by.( You know: the crack of the whip)

My lady knew that I wanted the stripes of this session to last, red with black bruises, for 6 or more weeks. Hand spank, red cheeks, warmed up, whip, to up the game, then pain. A stray sissy rang, was admitted and came in with a thick long cock sticking out of her black pvc sissy maid body. SUCK IT, said Lady V. And I did , head, undershaft, licking the tender bits under the rim of the head, trying to tongue fuck her pee hole but NO, it would not open.

I could tell that the slut was a novice.A good 15minutes of deep that, head & mouth fucking, twisting the shaft. Nothing but increasing limpness. Glancing at her face under its long haired wig, I saw that she was well poppered, far out in her filthy thoughts so that her cock was not in the physical game.

My lady pegged me to thrill me and open up my cunt to give easy access to the handsome but wilting cock, bareback, so that once the head was in, the cock would follow and swell. Sadly NO. It collapsed into a floppy wrung dishcloth.

Back to sucking. A good cock to suck, tease and hold, 8″ I guess, hit the back of my throat but no hot sticky squirt of thick white slime to wash around my mouth then swallow.

I had taken the final hard strokes. My lady said the marks were deep and would last. So to the medical room; on back, skirt up, legs apart, cunt open to anyone or thing, (but no more given- I was missing the fuck already and still am 9 hours later). Out came the sewing kit. I closed my eyes and subbed away with a lot of help from my friend, the powder snowman. Later I found 2 long thick and heavy needles decorated my right nipple, leaving my left free for me to rub, squeeze…. also My Lady had sewn my sack over my cocklette , at least partly, as the needle was a fish hook type – not the easiest. When I landed I was told that I had a short row of stitches and a few needles into my sackette and bell. It had felt delightful, sinful, extreme, slightly painful, to make me grimace, but liking it and wanting always another stitch, another needle.

Time flies so I was sent to the toilet where I was to replace the porcelain model. My
Lady needed a good shit. Dutifully and delighted I opened my mouth and received a continuous turd that must have been 8 or more “. It broke into 3 pieces, 1 little shittle followed. My Lady squashed the sections onto and into my mouth, filling and stuffing my cheeks. She left me with instructions to eat/ swallow it all. It took some time. I have learned now that best is to work on a small piece, work it into a paste with saliva and suck/swallow the paste: repeat until all gone. I don’t like the taste of shit but I love doing the filthy deed and would like to be fucked and spunked on by a stream of bi sluts as I work through the task.

I would love to prostitute my cocklette, cunt, mouth fists and fingers to all My Lady’s followers.

All those who yearn for these bizarre and delicious extremes should consult with My Lady. If you like the idea you might even meet and use me.

Licks, spit, shit, spunk and all good wishes

LM

As someone who needs regular discipline, the covid lockdown has been disastrous for me so I was delighted to learn Mistress V had managed to create a Covid safe environment and was available for sessions again. I contacted her by e-mail and agreed a date and then called her, the day before the session, to confirm.

On arrival, I was greeted at the door by Mistress V wearing a facemask which was unusual but focused my attention on her beautiful eyes. After handing me a mask and instructing me to put it on, she let me into the building and directed me upstairs. There the discussion about my prolonged lack of discipline left me in no doubt that I needed and was in for severe punishment. Mistress V knows my disciplinary needs better than me so only wanted to know of any issues I had. Having none and with punishment never discussed until I am in the punishment room, I was directed to the undressing room and then into the bathroom to complete my preparation.

On my return, Mistress V was waiting, wearing a black rubber dress that clung tightly to her amazing figure! Still masked, I was led into the room where the punishment bench was prepared and waiting. Mistress V ordered me onto it and after strapping me down tightly changed into high platform shoes that she said “raised her to the right height for hitting the target!”.

Knowing I was to be severely punished, there were no surprises. Starting with a hard hand-spanking, a whole range of implements, from a heavy thuddy rubber flogger through to a variety of wooden and leather implements, rained down heavily on both my cheeks. This lady may be petite but she has a powerful swing and delivers from both sides. Mistress V showed me each implement, before putting it to use explaining her reason for choosing it and its unique pain-giving qualities. Every so often she stopped to take a photograph on my phone so that I could see the ever-reddening glow gradually spread across every part of both cheeks.

A couple of times I struggled and wondered whether I could cope but the professional that she is, Mistress V knew I could and would cope and that all I needed was a little help and encouragement. This is one of many unique qualities that I particularly like in Mistress V. Unlike many disciplinarians, who will ease off or even stop the punishment in these situations, Mistress V continues with the punishment as intended but works and helps her submissive through it. I particularly like this because being ‘let off lightly, would leave me seriously demoralised and with a profound sense of failure. Advised that my punishment was about to end with a severe hard strapping from her favourite strap, I braced myself and was right to do so because Mistress V and her favourite strap is a formidable team!

Released from the bench and instructed to inspect my buttocks in the tall mirror I was then I led to another room where Mistress V sat in a chair and had me kneel before her to massage her feet. I have not experienced this before in a discipline session but having had many glimpses of her feet during the punishment and seeing how her toes must have been crushed into her shoes, it was reasonable that I should be expected to administer the after-care and so with gratitude and pleasure I stretched each of her toes gently and massaged her feet.

Finally dressed but not allowed to remove the mask until I was outside the building, I left feeling understandably sore but delighted that the black cloud, Whish had been hanging over me for weeks, had finally lifted. Thank you Mistress V.

Mistress V is a true professional and an expert in her field. I simply cannot recommend too highly. I need her to be hard with me but she is so experienced, caring, understanding and trustworthy that she caters for needs of everyone from novice to serious player. Her dungeon is one the best equipped I have seen, well maintained and spotlessly clean. She is a genuinely lovely person out of scene so take the leap and make the call. I guarantee you will not be disappointed. Instead and like me, you will return time and time again. My next session is already in her diary!

Upon arrival of my first ever visit to Mistress V i was greeted with a warm welcome. Mistress V then told me to sit on the floor and explain what made me want to be her slave. After this she then ordered me to strip and go into her playroom and kneel with my head on the floor and ass up and await further instructions. She then came into the room and put a hood on my head before making me worship her beautiful feet and legs. After this she made me remove the hood before tying me up. Including my cock and balls. Once tied she began to whip me and play with my nipples. After that she ordered me into another room and untied my cock and balls but replaced the rope with a electrical device sending sharp pulses through my cock and balls. After this she took my anal virginity by fingering my arse. After this she sat on my face, making me sniff her beautiful arse and started to tease me, before finally letting me release and then make me clean up my mess. Mistress V is a beautiful professional mistress and i loved the session. Will definitely be making a return hopefully in the not too distant future.

Like many subs and fetishists, when the Covid-19 lockdown eased, I was very keen to have a good session. I was nervous about catching the Covid-19 virus though, so I scoured the Internet to see which Mistresses were obviously taking it seriously while also providing quality sessions.  Mistress V’s Covid-19 precautions stood out like a beacon, so although I live nearly 70 miles away, I decided to take the plunge and go for a session. Perfect choice! Mistress V’s Domspace chambers were spotlessly clean, and everything was ready for us to enjoy a session in complete safety.

I had been concerned that Mistress V’s Covid-19 precautions might dampen the enjoyment of the session somewhat, but in fact it was quite the opposite; that feeling of being safe engendered a feeling of trust that actually improved the session.

I won’t say exactly what happened during the session because your interests won’t necessarily be the same as mine, but I experienced the whole gamut of pain, humiliation and degradation that I had asked for, in absolute safety.

Mistress V doesn’t simply give you a session in return for money. This isn’t a transaction. Neither is it the simple infliction of pain and humiliation that I’ve experienced elsewhere. Mistress V gets inside your head. And you get inside her head. It’s a fantastic spiritual and physical collaboration par excellence.

There is nobody like Mistress V. Book a session, but beware: you will never want to session with anyone else. I still have a spring in my step.

Walked in, straight to the vacbed again! This time, after it sucked me in, mistress immediately began sensually caressing my entire body. Follow by some more breath play, hand around my neck or over my mouth.. she even sat on my face.. at least I think she did since I couldn’t see, 2 vibrators & 3 orgasms later I was ordered upstairs to where she roped me securely onto her bench, sat up, hands and arms behind my back & legs secured to the knee rests.. blindfold and ear muffs on.

Over the next hour she played with my nipples, biting, scratching, nipping, clamping, pin wheeling my nipples! Flogged, scratches K spanked my back, arms, thighs.

Not happy enough with my bondage she applied a breast harness around my arms and around my tits… & carries on playing with the already sensitive buds before grabbing her vibrator again and making me come twice more.
To finish the session off, she shoved the cum covered vibrator in my mouth & pin wheeled my thighs, down to my pussy & eventually my clit. Asking for one more orgasms before she set me free…

I said last time was one of my favourite sessions.. well this one definitely became my favourite. 6 orgasms in 90 minutes… do I need to say more.

on arrival at the chambers ,slave was stunned by how gorgeous she looked. Bright red PVC dress and red stiletto shoes. He was ordered to his knees and to crawl after Mistress upstairs. He was then ordered to strip down to his stockings and suspenders and to begin a lengthy worship of Mistress’s shoes paying particular attention to the six inch heels. Mistress took great delight in resting her feet on his head and scratching his back with the heels.

Then to the punishment bench. Once slave was securely fastened a firm hand spanking followed by a hard paddling. When the slave’s backside was red enough to Mistress’s satisfaction it was time for the cane. Slave had requested 20 strokes but after three he was begging for mercy. But no, Mistress decided he must take another two. She promised that they would be light ones – but they weren’t, they were full force.

While still secured it was time for the branding. I thought that Mistress would use one of the brands that I had previously bought her – but no she decided to use her lit cigarette.

She burnt her initial V into his backside – then went over it again to make sure that it was a permanent brand. Slave marked for life.

Then back onto the medical bench for needle torture.

Mistress really enjoys inserting needles in slaves nipples, cock and balls. Laughing all the time whilst he was in agony. Mistress tried to fasten his nipple to his arm. It didn’t work but we both had a good laugh at the attempt.

Then it was time for what he dreaded. The slave couldn’t get into the toilet box due to a bad back. But Mistress was not to be defeated. A towel was placed on the floor with a pillow supporting his back. Then Mistress’s gorgeous bottom descended onto the slave’s mouth. Within seconds her backside opened and the shit went into his mouth.

He managed to eat and swallow some but couldn’t take it all. ( Mistress later said that next time he would be forced eat it all! ) Then the crazy part, Mistress was sat on the loo finishing her crap whilst the slave stood next to her with a handful of shit and shit in his mouth.

Another fantastic session – with a wonderful Mistress. Am I going back? Of course, giving Mistress no requests giving her free reign to inflict whatever she wants on the slave.

Omg what cruel mistress with twisted mind in fun and pain

My 1st time visiting mistress v. mistress ask me to go upstairs and undertake her cv19 rules what mistress as in place. once ready made me wear black dress and gold high heels the ender her 1st playroom she sat on her spanking bench attached nipple clamps and the spike cock ring then told bend over and get 1st good old spanking the canning with welts to show then she slipped her strap on ride to town and back .then to medical room for needles to nipples and Elec to my cock shocking me to hell and back all the time Mistress was laughing with my pain . brilliant mistress 100% going rebook for my 2nd session

Mistress let me in, told me to get ready, vac bed first.. she knows it’s one of my favourites! ‘I’m going to clean it whilst you’re in.’ Rushing to get in she zips it up & turns it on. My  whole body felt cool hands run all over my body, heaven!! Twists to my nipples, soft caresses & strokes.. even teasing my wet pussy with her fingers, then slap, slap, slap.. harder in intensity before I cum not once but twice as she squeezes my neck, a fucking wonderful surprise  that I’m keen to explore more.

Coming down from orgasm she unzips me, upstairs on your knees whilst she readies herself. Up, arms behind your back. Roping my arms into a dragon sleeve. Arms throughly encased.. get in the cage. Before she locks it, a new gas mask comes over my head. Yay! Being sensory deprived in any way, gagged, blindfolded, deafened.. this all helps me get deep into subspace & she knows it. ‘Click’ I hear a slight rattle of chains before feeling them draped across my chest. Bliss! Not knowing what was coming next.. She made me wait before she played with my nipples, constantly, scratching, clamping, teasing.

On the edge of cumming again she notices & tells me to spread my legs wide open & she smashes her vibe hard against my clit straight away, 60 seconds later.. I feel the cum rush down my leg, not satisfied, she carries on before I squirt, breathless she takes me out of the cage & bondage & straps me down to her bench giving me some light to hard impact play along with sensual stroking & scratching. Fuck, I start bucking, humping the bench, noticing she gets her leather gloves on, smashing her hand into my cheeks before using them to squeeze my nose & cover my mouth. Fuck. I came again.

5 orgasms, breath play, bondage, sensory deprivation, sensuality, nipple play… I want to go back already for more.

This was my first visit to Mistress V since the start of the Coronavirus crisis, having been in the fortunate position of having had the pleasure of Mistress’s company the week before it all hit the fan. I was keen to continue my journey of exploration through BDSM with Mistress V as my guide and mentor. As soon as it became probable that indoor meetings with appropriate social distancing was acceptable, I arranged to renew my relationship, accepting that it might be different given Mistress’s strict Covid-19 precautions. As such, I was filled with a certain degree of apprehension when I rang the bell. Why did I worry! Mistress opened the door with a wide smile and greeting, stood back and sprinted up the stairs to stand at the top like the welcoming angel she is, with a broad grin and proffering a surgical mask. Following her up the steps, I donned the mask and after a couple of minutes exchanging pleasantries, I was directed to store my clothes, shower and re-present myself in the dungeon wearing nothing but my mask while Mistress changed.

Mistress entered, resplendent in a tight black latex mini dress and black six-inch heels. ‘Slave, we’re going to stretch your limits today’, she huskily and sensually intoned in my ear as my collar was put back in its rightful place after nearly 4 months of absence. Quiver!!!!! Gulp!!!!! ‘Yes Mistress, Thank You Mistress’. And that set the scene for the most incredible couple of hours.

Mistress produced a long length of partially knotted soft red rope and proceeded to swiftly and skilfully truss me like a Turkey, hands and arms to sides, with C and B separated for the inevitable CBT I knew would be forthcoming. A joyous start to proceedings!! Ushered into Mistress’s vertical cage, my legs were bound to the bars on the side, forcing me forward onto the bars and exposing all my sensitive bits to my Lady’s tender ministrations. Nipple clamps with little pails were attached and jangled to get the sensations going, while strong fingers, riding crop and a vibro were applied lower down. Swapping the clamps for screw down clamps, the torment continued enhanced by flicks to the clamps from Her fingers and crop, growing in intensity until I started shaking as Mistress skilfully started to guide me into subspace.

Unfastening the ropes binding my legs, Mistress swiftly ordered me to her bench, still bound in the soft red rope, where I prostrated myself for Her pleasure (and mine to be honest!). Legs strapped in, the gentle hand smacking commenced, growing in intensity and cadence as I revelled in the feel of Mistress’s touch on my buttocks, with the occasional swat of my C and B to keep them interested in the proceedings. Mistress then produced her new paddle (the one with ‘SLAVE’ embossed in it) and proceeded to increase the tempo and intensity of the caresses. By now, the world was floating and my buttocks stinging. Mistress sashayed in front of me and peering over the top of my mask, I could see she was wielding her new riding crop. I knew what was about to happen. We’d never gone more than a few taps with something stronger than the paddle before, but we certainly did with the crop. It is indescribable – the sharp thwack, the immediate hot sharp sting, then an increasing sense of tenderness and heat, coupled with a swimming of the senses. I found I was thanking Mistress after each stroke – exhilaration and pain all merged together.

Mistress then decided it was time for some anal play and soon I was enjoying the feel of Mistress as she prepared me for receiving a long black dick (no, not the 12”, this time), which Mistress slowly and gently eased into my man pussy. As I became used to the length and girth of Her dick, Mistress started to work it back and forwards, making sure it was liberally lubed to ensure the smooth backward and forwards movement. Producing the vibro again, massage was applied to my C and B as Mistress thrust backwards and forwards. I had to call a halt to the vibro as the sensations building, (even in subspace) were becoming too overpowering for me to be able to control. Eventually, trembling and shaking, Mistress relented and unstrapping me from the bench, untied the binding while I stood, shaking and trembling in front of this Goddess. With genuine care and compassion, Mistress asked if I was okay. I could only dumbly nod ‘Yes Mistress’ as the sensations continued to pound through my body.

‘Now, Slave, into the medic room and lie on the bench’. Mistress was once again back in control and I moved with alacrity to obey her, clothed in nothing but my mask and willing my body to respond to her command. Ensuring I was comfortable on the bench, Mistress informed me we were about to play with needles. ‘Oh S***’ was my immediate thought, but at the same time filled with a perverse thrill at the thought of giving my body to Mistress as a pin cushion. Mistress suggested a blindfold, to which I gratefully acceded – the thought and sight of a needle normally makes my knees fold. With my eyes bound, but all else free, Mistress carried on a normal conversation, her hand caressing my legs, abdomen and chest until there was a sudden hot pain in my right nipple as she drove a needle through the skin at its base. Did I yelp – you bet I did! This continued for a few minutes until I ended up with a needle in each nipple, and half a dozen or so strategically placed around my C and B. Mistress gently teased and tweaked all of them, noting that my now erect member seemed to enjoy the sensation. Still blindfolded, I had to agree that the sensation was quite incredible. A growing tension was spreading down into the base of my groin which was unexpected, given the size of the needles. Telling me to take my blindfold off, Mistress directed my attention to the needles in my nipples, then at the base of my C and B: the tension was immediately obvious – with characteristic sadistic mischievery, Mistress had taken the opportunity of my blindfold and relative motionless to insert an 8 inch steel sound into my throbbing member. Toying with that for a few minutes, Mistress produced the thickest in her set and proceeded to encourage me to absorb the whole length, which after some gentle persuasion on Mistress’s part I was able to do. Incredible sensations all the way from tip to base.

Removing the needles and sound, Mistress next produced her new e-stim kit. With the hoops tightened around my shaft, Mistress played with the power until a constant throbbing was pulsing through me. The power was adjusted until it was just below the threshold of real pain, but certainly more than a gentle stroke. At this point, Mistress decided that I’d done enough breathing, and holding her hand over my mask covered nose and mouth, started to engage in breath play, while simultaneously varying the strength and rhythm of the estim. Telling me to tap the bench when I could go no longer, we continued in this scenario for what seemed like an eternity; between the distraction of the estim and Mistress’s voice I was just starting to see stars when the pressure was released and I could once again look into those beautiful blue-gray eyes. Mistress had timed it to perfection, such is her awareness of her techniques and care for her co-conspirators – I was just about to succumb and tap the bench.

Sitting down again beside me, Mistress placed one of her shapely, well-toned legs on my chest and ordered me worship her feet. What a pleasure to caress and pamper those sexy size 5’s with turquoise nail polish while Mistress used the estim to encourage me to greater efforts. Mistress proffered her other foot, and while caressing the original foot and leg with one hand, my mouth was employed to provide an alternative means of massage for the newly raised leg and foot.

Mistress seemed pleased with my efforts, as, leading me back to the playroom, still with the estim leads attached, I was offered a champagne refreshment. How could I refuse such an offer? Positioning my head in the appropriate position in the box and with the estim still pulsing away, Mistress bestowed me with what must have amounted to a goblet of her golden nectar. On previous occasions, I confess to having spilt some, but on this occasion, I was able to enjoy nearly every drop of the pure, distilled, sweet tasting liquid. Thank You Mistress.

Moving back into the medic room, Mistress told me it was my time to start doing some work and that I should massage her shoulders and back to work out the knots she had developed by being so kind to me earlier. What a pleasure that was, to stand over Mistress, gently kneading and massaging coconut lotion into that beautiful back, stroking and stretching the toned muscles that lay under the fine, delicate skin, and hear Mistress moan and sigh gently with the effect I was having and the pleasure I was bringing to her.

And so, my tale ends here.

Was I worried about visiting Mistress from a safety perspective? Absolutely not! Having read and understood the precautions Mistress had been proposing, I was delighted and heartened to find that they were being followed to the utmost practicality; face mask, showers, clothes storage and towel disposal all as described on the website. As I left, Mistress was busy cleaning the playroom and sterilising the toys we had used in the session.

Was I worried that the session would be a bit flat given the apparent restrictions? Yes. Was it? Absolutely not! The structure and play was orchestrated by Mistress in such a way that the mask had virtually no effect what so ever on the experience.

How was the session? We hadn’t discussed it beforehand, nor as we met at the top of the stairs. I have always deferred to Mistress, as my Mentor and Guide. Did the session meet expectations?

No – it surpassed even my wildest dreams!!

Mistress said she would stretch my limits and she certainly did! More intense and varied impact play,enhanced anal play with needle-play and breath-play both added to the session for the first time, along with the exhilarating pleasure of Mistress’s company truly elevated this to a transcendental experience. From end to end, the session was brilliantly choreographed, taking account of my previous experiences and comments passed in response to Mistress’s brilliant daily aphorisms. The planning and execution was absolutely brilliant, as was Mistress’s attention to detail and concern for my well being throughout.

Mistress V is truly a highly skilled, talented and totally professional Dominatrix. First timers need not be afraid – my first visit was only nine months ago when I tentatively entered Mistress’s Chambers – my next visit is in the diary. Follow my journey with Mistress V in her blogs.

Thank You, Mistress. Stay Safe and Stay Well. I am Honoured and Humbled to be Your sub.

My very first time seeing a Mistress , I was looking on the internet and click onto Mistress V internet page and thought perfect Mistress for me so I emailed and booked a session. Was very nervous but Excited too when entering to meet Mistress V she smiled and said come in go upstairs to have pre chat about session then I got told to get Undressed and crawl on my hands and knees and then Mistress V came in said on my feet so did what was asked and got my cock and balls tired up and both hands Chuffed behind my back and told to Spread and the Crop and paddles on my cock and balls and a spiking wheels on them too . Mistress V said I’m off to get my cigarettes she came back smoking and sat down in a chair and told me to come closer my cock got a bit too excited and Drooled all over Mistress V foot got told to lick the cum off Mistress V foot so i did and then got some smoke blow in my face also cigarette torture on my balls i could feel the heat off the cigarette Ouch . Then got some nipple torture and weights put on my balls and more paddles on my cock and balls ,next was over the Bench I was chuffed and strapped now with arse sticking up ready for some paddles then the cane sets of 10 i did 3 sets so 30 in total Ouch it did Sting a bit . Then got told to go in another room and lay down on bench really for sounding and metal rod was down my cock Shaft then Electric Metal rod down my shaft Certainly feel the Electric . Then Mistress said you’ve being a good boy deserve a treat Mistress V milking me off then told me to finish it off Mistress V was smoking another cigarette blowing the smoke in my face cigarette torture on my balls too Mistress V Sat on my face and said finish it and Grabbed my balls and said finish it and I did . I will be back for second session Mistress V was fantastic.

This was only my second visit of two hours to see Mistress V, largely because I have moved 140 miles away, but the memory of my first visit remains so potent that I knew I had to see her again before I burst with frustration. I have previously tended to go for large, curvy, even full-figured women in the past because of my trampling/crushing fetish but what Mistress V presents as a very slim Mistress who more than compensates for size with inventiveness, a sensuality which oozes out, a sadism which is obvious and extreme and assured safety, so I felt very safe under her command. She could read me so well.

I had asked Mistress to wear a very short tight styled mini-skirt and a selection of shoes/boots with the most evil heels so that she could really hurt me when she trampled on me. When I arrived, she had dressed according to my fantasy in a black PVC mini-skirt and thigh length black boots with high thin stiletto heels. She restrained me on the floor and on my back and proceeded to trample all over me, digging in her heels at certain places and then going on to jump up and down on me, eliciting several gasps of pain, awe and adoration. She really was that gorgeous. She then ordered me to lie on my front and handcuffed me behind my back, thus rendering me defenceless. She proceeded to give my back the same treatment.

From there, wearing a pair of high stiletto heeled shoes she moved me on to her St Andrew’s Cross to which she strapped me. Her torture methods were face slapping, spitting, pinching and twisting my nipples, burning my nipples and balls with a cigarette, mocking, humiliating, taunting and laughing at me. She was so alluring as she exacted her torture upon me.

From the cross, we moved back to the floor. For this part of the session, she wore some shoes with high chunky heels and a lot of evil spikes jutting out from all parts of the shoes, particularly the uppers. She used these spikes to gouge the flesh all over my body, really ripping into me and leaving real scratches. That was my choice and the bruises and scratches which Mistress gave me are, to me, real trophies from my visit. She is one sexy woman and is both the best sadist and the best tease whom I have visited over a course of many years. I hope to return again as soon as possible.
Thank you so much, Mistress.

I want to explore BDSM. I want a life in BDSM. Yes I do. I dream of these things, I research the internet, I like many posts on twitter. Ultimately though I have to take a step. A step into the dark world of BDSM. I choose carefully. Mistress V seems perfect. Intellectual yet filthy. Caning, whipping, toilet training, degradation whilst dressed in a hot dress and designer high heels. I arrange. 5 days before I get cold feet after a night of wine, surfing the same posts that got me interested. She assures me. I’ll look after you she says. I arrive. I did it. Clothes off, shower, she tells me from beyond the door to crawl like a dog to the play area. Rope bondage including my dog balls as she calls them against the cross. I am immobilised. Ball kicks, cock whipping, flipped for ass and back whipping. Relentless so much so I have to beg for water. I am severely marked. She gives me a sip before dowsing me in water. More punishment subsequent. Next time I’m going to fuck your ass. Stretch you and fit all my cocks in you. But your caning isn’t finished yet bitch. Bloodied marked I shower post session. We chat afterwards and love our work. She knows i’ll be back for my anal training.

Mistress V’s dungeon is ideally located in a detached house with off-street parking.

She looks as wonderful as seen on Her website gallery, and is friendly, intelligent and welcoming.

I consider myself to be an experienced toilet, but on this occasion She managed to push me beyond my comfort zone. I left wondering if I wanted to do ‘this’ any more, but in less than 24 hours I was craving Her again.

Thank You Mistress V for taking me to a new extreme.

I booked a two hour session with mistress v ive been seeing her for over a year now and each time gets better well i arrived on time as i dare not be late for her i got my clothes together what I was going to wear then got out the car and rang the bell my heart was beating faster , i waited a moment and heard Mistress open the and with the greeting of GET UP STAIRS SLUT I then rushed up stairs then Mistress with that glint in her eyes said get in the room and get ready which i did i dressed in my cat suit thigh boots and wig then she said when your ready come in to my room ,i entered the play room where she said walk round slut i like to see this time mistress was dressed in black PVC dress and shoes with a surgical mask on i have the bench ready for you slut get your arse over it now so i can tie you down which i did she then tied me and collared me my heart at this time was racing not knowing what was going to happen to me the only thing i could hear was the tip tap of her heels as she was preparing mmmm i am going to warm you now slave she said i then new i was going to get punished she feed me my poppers then the cane which i took like a good girl i am going to fuck you with my strapon soon slut she said then she ordered me to fuck her bench like a slut which pleased her she then fucked me hard with her strapon and made me clean it with my mouth afterwards then i was untied then ordered into the medical room lay down on the bench slut she said i did as told right bitch she said time for sounds and electro play she then put electrodes on my cock and balls and with a smile turned on the unit which had me jumping poppers please Mistress i ask ok slut she said the she lub up my cock and inserted the sounds small at first working up to the bigger ones i wanted to cum there and then but that would mean more punishment she then showed me the electro sound boy was that big and still with the glint in her eyes she pushed it in what a feeling wow then Mistress allowed me to cum Thank you Mistress i said every session with mistress v gets better and better i am glad to be her slut

Thank You Mistress V
your slut paula xxx

Like many people, I’ve found the Covid-19 lockdown period frustrating due to it being impossible (and of course too risky) to have a session with a Mistress anywhere in the UK. Recently, I’ve noticed that a few Mistresses have started tentatively taking sessions again, but I’ve resisted having a session due to the risks. Then I read the Covid-19 precautions set out by Mistress V. Wow! At last, a Mistress who understands the epidemiology and biology of viral transmission so well that in my opinion, catching the virus at her place or passing it on to her is virtually impossible. She has an entire page of her website dedicated to the precautions she takes.

I booked a session with Mistress V, and during the booking process she reiterated her Covid-19 precautions and stated that she will only session with someone who accepts them in their entirety. That gave me a lot of confidence. As a matter of fact, I have to say that I felt safer at Mistress V’s chambers than I’ve felt anywhere else since the virus burst onto the scene. This meant I could enjoy the session unencumbered by thoughts of viral transmission.

Initially, I wasn’t sure how I would react to us both wearing a mask during the session, because for me, being able to see the Mistress’s face during the session is important. In fact, the masks didn’t detract from my enjoyment at all. Mistress V has the most beautiful eyes, and has the most perfect figure, dressed immaculately and is incredibly sexy and sensual. The masks actually helped, due to the feeling of safety and the air of mystery they engendered.

The session itself was magnificent, delivered by a Mistress who clearly loves what she does and who puts her all into ensuring you enjoy every second of the session. Mistress V is clearly highly intelligent, insightful and perceptive. She probes deeply into your mind, excising and understanding every last bit of your submissive psyche, leaving no stone unturned.

If you want the best possible session, with no risk of catching or transmitting Covid-19, Mistress V is the gold standard to which everyone else should aspire to. Mistress V’s dungeon is probably the safest place to be right now.

This was my 5th session with this wonderful woman: domme mistress, yes and able to give acute pain, but a shelter in a critical and often unfriendly world.
At my last session in February my lady introduced me to real cock and ball needle play. I recall, that she put 25 or more in , including 2 into the penis h head: no pain and a sense of pride. This session we were going to progress towards sewing my weeny ( these days) cocklet into my ball sac, But, I had not got and surgical needles, thread and scalpel ( to cut the sewn knots). So next time.

But I progressed through a number of new(to me) games: violet wand around tits, bum, arsehole, inner thighs and cock and balls. I was not expecting it and the shocks were a shock and painful for a micro second. They seem to leave no marks so I recommend them to any slave who cannot carry incriminating evidence back home.

I had started with a new spiked cock restraint, the spikes on the inside so that they pressed painfully and meaningfully into my cock flesh. I loved the pain. I got excited but the restraint limited the ability to provide evidence.

My lady also twisted, pulled and generally caused enjoyable and painful pleasure.

I love NCBT.

I worshipped my lady’s legs, arse and cunt mound but with her knickers and my mask that didn’t drive up the pleasure level.

Then time for punishment. 7 instruments, 1 Tawse, several paddles, different sizes and weights, several canes and of course hand spanking. I am a squealer and I voiced my pleasure and pains at the treatment. I think that my lady did 7 sets each of 15 strokes. Some were pretty heavy and I yelped but, I could have taken more and could have left with a satisfyingly scarred, whealed bum, but it is just glowing red. So, my lady, more strokes. And harder. MARK ME.
AND SO ON TO ARSE EXERCISES. I have my own pyramid dildo/plug . It goes to a 9.5 cm diameter at the bottom !!! Wow, I am at the 3rd from last biggest circle and I love sitting on it the riding it soft, hard, for a good 15 minutes. No fissures . Take time. Lots of lube and care; my arse was trained to bigger than ever before. I aim at double fist and elbow deep or more.

Then the finale. Scat snack. Lie back, open mouth, arse hole pouts and twinkles then opens: a 2.5″ softish but nicely shaped turd followed by 3 or 4 more, but smaller. They tasted creamy and sweet. My lady had eaten sweetly stewed apple and sponge with creamy custard. The best scat I have tasted, chewed and swallowed in my erotic journey.

I left carrying, not wearing, a cock chastity cage and lock which I will try. If I can manage it I will put it on, lock it and post the keys back to my lady. The idea thrills me.

I drove home wearing my lady undies under tracky bottoms and a pully, with a clean pair of size 8 ( oooh, tight) knickers that ride deep into my arse crack. I am alway aware that I wear these very provocative knickers. They keep my cocklet clit tight in place and provoke my arsehole into twinking and letting out a little greasy liquid to let me know that I need to be fucked.

When the lockdown is over I shall be at several swinger clubs on gays bi and a TV, TS sessions ready to be fucked by as many as can do me in a couple of hours,

I love being a slut whore and my lady has brought me to this peak of eroticism.