Leather Bondage Mistress

In a mixture of leather, and leather like clothing and shoes, tight fitting for ease of movement, I await your attention in Training Room 1.
The drapes are drawn back, to reveal to My slave the punishment that could be dished out, should he be disobedient. Ropes, leather and chain bondage await My worthless slut, followed by a generous helping of lashes, to his cock and balls.
First I select some metal cuffs, and he kneels in silence as I fasten his wrists and ankles together, behind his back. I then put on his hood, and order him, “Open your mouth.” So I can place a ring gag between his teeth. This will serve to quiet him, and also provide him with a bit to chomp on while he receives his lashes. There are clamps chained to the gag, which I attach to his nipples.
I fit a leather chastity strap, and tap his genitals with the metal studs on My big heavy heels.
I select a tool, to perform My harsh physical punishment, a riding crop.
I pull hard on the lead, forcing his head down to My knee. I kick his balls with the other foot, take a step back, and pull his head down lower. Now I have him in position, I move around to his fleshy buttocks, and strapped balls. I give him a gentle tap, with the hard cold metal tip of My crop.
“Open your thighs a little wider, feel the metal restraints in your skin.”
I deal a good blow of the crop between his legs. He groans. “Quiet!” I lean over, and grab the nipple chain, and tug twice.
I tap him again. “Now, shhh! Take it quietly.”
The split second warning, that is the swish of the crop, is enough to cause him to take in a sharp, deep breath.

Bondage

Bondage is the tying, binding, or restraining of a person for the sexual, aesthetic, and/or psychological pleasure of the parties involved. Rope, cuffs,bondage tape, self-adhesive bandages, or other restraints may be used for this purpose.
Because it is a common misconception, it is important to note that bondage itself does not contain sadomasochism.
Bondage may be used as an end into itself, as in the case of rope bondage and breast bondage. It may also be used as a part of sex or in conjunction with other BDSM activities. The letter "B" in the acronym "BDSM" comes from the word "bondage". Sexuality and erotica are an important aspect in bondage, but are often not the end in itself. Aesthetics also plays an important role in bondage.
The most common reason for the active partner to tie up his/her partner is pleasure from the restrained partner's submission and the feeling of the temporary transfer of control and power. For sadomasochistic people, bondage is often used as a means to an end, where the restrained partner is more accessible to other sadomasochistic behaviour. However, bondage can also be used for its own sake. The active partner can derive visual pleasure from seeing his/her partner tied up, and the restrained partner can derive tactile pleasure from the feeling of helplessness and immobility.
Types of bondage
Because of the diversity in its forms, bondage can be divided into various different types based on its motivation.
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No Nonsense Nurse

How can a nurse, no matter how knowledgeable and experienced, do anything for an incurable problem. I’m afraid useless with a small penis has no cure, or even relief. It just stays with you day after day, for ever and ever. But as I am ever the Professional, it is My duty to check out this specimen and decide and advise the best way forward to a future a little less pathetic.
“Take off your clothes. Fold them, and put them in the box. Let Me see it.”
And there it is. His naked, scrawny form, hunched over, head bowed, he is facing his pathetic shrivelled penis.
“Well, well, well,” I say, as I tap it with the tip of My pen “Let’s see what can be done for you. Spread your legs for a proper inspection.”
I circle him, with a tut and a sigh. The best way forward, is to tie it down, and just pretend it doesn’t exist.
And I stand in front of him, with a length of nylon chord in My fingers, pondering My technique for securely fastening such a small thing.
I begin by securing the first wrap under his testicles, and tie the first knot at the front. I then go under the penis, and back to the front to tie to the first knot. A crossed wrap travelling to the tip, followed by a knot, which makes him wince a little, as I pull upwards to lay flat, in an upright position against his stomach. I smack it with latex gloved fingers, and order him to “Keep still!”
It’s so useless, it will lay very flat. I then lead the chord around his back. Tie a knot, and continue around to the front, until his penis is totally tied flat.
“Now kneel on the floor, face down, knees apart, buttocks up.”
I watch him struggle, as the chord tightens with every inch of movement. I’m not worried, he will either become accustomed to the feeling, or his penis will detach, like the tail of a baby lamb.

Pro-Domme Guide: 5 stupid things you shouldn’t do

If you ever have the opportunity to hang around pro-dommes during their candid moments – especially a shrewdness of pro-dommes (which I propose as the collective noun¹ that should be used to describe a group of pro-dommes), sooner or later the talk rolls around to clients. As in, stupid shit clients say and do.
As I was working on this article, my significant other looked over my shoulder and remarked that this list looks a lot like the stupid tricks her clients pull. I was momentarily alarmed, as she is an attorney, not a pro-domme. But she explained that as a professional woman working mostly with men, she faces all of the same problems and challenges.
So wise up, guys. Read this list and don’t be an ass. Whether it comes to seeing a dominatrix or a lawyer.
Pro-Domme Guide: 5 stupid things you shouldn’t do
Asking for sex
This is the big one. It’s patently offensive to all pro-dommes, which is why they are usually crystal clear about it right up front. So why do so many guys do it anyway? A lot of kinksters will tell you that BDSM and D/s are not about sex. But in my opinion, that’s a black-and-white oversimplification of an issue with many shades of grey. The proliferation of slickly produced BDSM videos from kink.com and other leading purveyors further muddies the waters. You know the ones I’m talking about – where the domme ‘tortures’ the helpless sub by fucking him. Poor guy. We live in a world where everything is about sex. Just turn on the TV, open a magazine, or visit your local watering hole for proof. So it can be extremely challenging to make a distinction between getting naked and permitting a beautiful woman to do evil things to you, and having sex with her. But trust me guys, you just need to take this one on faith. Don’t even bring it up. Professional domination is not prostitution.
Being a stiff
Yeah Beavis, you heard ‘stiff’ and just assumed. But no, what we’re talking about here is breach of contract. Not long ago I was at one of LA’s top domination studios doing some behind-the-scenes business, and a client committed this cardinal sin after a session. He feigned forgetting his cash tribute, explained he couldn’t put it on his credit card for privacy reasons, and excused himself to go hit an ATM machine. Not surprisingly, he didn’t return. But stiffing a pro-domme is kind of like being rude to a French waiter. What’s that? Your crème brûlée tastes extra creamy tonight? She’s got your email address, phone number, and other tidbits of your personal information. And she talks with her colleagues regularly. Do you really want to piss her off?
Lying
Short of a close encounter with a CIA interrogator on foreign soil, you’ve picked the last person you should try to lie to. She’s an expert in seeing right through species horndogius malesapiens – of which you are a card-carrying member. What’s funnier is that you suck at it. You’re not even a challenge. No matter what, she’s going to find out the truth anyway. And she’ll respect you even less when she uncovers your deceit. So don’t set yourself up for a big fail. Just tell the truth – she’ll know how to deal with it.
Wheedling
This is an obscure word for behaviour that’s all too common. The verb ‘to wheedle’ means to coax someone into giving you something, and carries a connotation of dishonest intent. Or to put it in plain language, it means trying to scam her out of something of value. Attempting to drag out a brief pre-session consultation into a lengthy phone session is a perfect example. Another one is asking if she’s looking for a personal slave, particularly when she’s never met you. Her radar is highly attuned to these boorish antics, and she’ll put a stop to it very quickly if you cross this line. But beware – she may send you packing with a one-way ticket.
No-show
Seriously, there’s no excuse, except maybe a sudden catastrophic double amputation courtesy a Mack truck crossing your path. Save the creative excuses – and especially the really uncreative ones like ‘family emergency.’ If for some reason you can’t, or decide you won’t be able to make it, extend her the common human courtesy of letting her know in advance. And if it’s a simple case of cold feet, be honest about it. You’re not the first, and she knows exactly what to do about it.

Leather Thigh Boots

Sitting high above you, I observe your kneeling position, your head down low below My heels. I cross My feet and rest them on your shoulders. With your tongue you will show your appreciation for My boots, licking the leather to a polished finish. I will allow you to lick and suck the heel. I will allow you to lick the soles of My boots, to eat the dirt from the floor where I have walked. you will Thank Me for allowing you these privileges. I will allow you to be My foot stool. I will allow you the pleasure of feeling My heels on your body, buttocks and thighs. you will Thank Me for allowing you to feel My boots. Failure to Thank Me and compliment My boots, will follow with boot punishment. A kick in the balls, a kick in the arse, or your face are to be expected in return for unsatisfactory worship of My boots. I will observe you closely, to be sure you are paying My boots your full attention. Keep your head down, do not look up. Not at Me or at anything else. I will rest My booted leg on your shoulder, to allow you taste the leather from toe to thigh. I will rest My other boot, heel down, on your thigh. you will thank Me for allowing you to worship one boot at a time. I will rest one booted ankle on each of your shoulder’s , and you will pay equal attention to each. Nothing will distract you from My boots. Lifting your eyes higher than My boots will earn you a booted toe, pushed hard in your mouth. I will rest My stiletto heel on your balls, and push My knee hard on your tongue, for a vigorous polishing.

Strict School Lessons For Stupid Naughty boys

“Sit down on the floor, legs crossed, sit up straight, eyes front. Take this book, and read the first page out loud.”
I consider My punishment for his stupidity, as I listen to him mumble and stutter his way through this simple children’s book. I write on the blackboard, the words he cannot manage. I will make him recite, copy and spell them out later.
As he turns the page, I bring down the wooden ruler on his knuckles.
“Stop. Put the book on the floor in front of you and look to the blackboard. Read these words.”
I smack the blackboard with the ruler, working My way down the list. Some words he reads, some stumbles on again, which I underline with deep strokes of the chalk.
“Why do you struggle with such simple words? Take this pencil and paper and write these words, neatly, 10 times.”
I watch in amazement his stupidity as he scrawls the words across the page. How can he think that this effort, or lack of it, will please Me.
“Stop. This lack of effort to better your stupid self is a waste of My precious time, and you shall be punished for that. If you wish to remain stupid, you will continue to be punished. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Miss.”
“Stand up. Come to Me. Bend over. I will issue 10 lashes for lack of concentration. Count them.”
“(Whack!)…1… (Whack!)…2… (Whack!)…3… (Whack!)…4… (Whack!)…5… (Whack!)…6… (Whack!)…7… (Whack!)…8… (Whack!)…9… (Whack!)…10. Thank you, Miss.”
“Sit down on the floor, legs crossed, sit up straight, eyes front. Take this book and write this line 100 times. Every error in neatness, spelling, and punctuation with earn you a lash of My cane. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Miss.”
“The pages are lined, as you are too stupid to use plain paper.”
“Thank You, Miss.”
I write on the blackboard ‘I must try harder to please Miss, by practicing my reading, writing and spelling.’, I put down the chalk, pick up My ruler, and tap the sentence.
After making him read it, he begins to write his lines.
I pace the room, silent except for the click of My heels, and a quiet tut or sigh, as he gets distracted. I clear the blackboard, and inspect My chalky fingers. This will aid My grip, as I make his buttocks glow shortly.
“Come to Me to accept 20 lashes for concentration lapses and bad handwriting. Bend over, and touch your toes.”
With chalky fingers I pull down his underpants. As instructed, he counts his lashes, and thanks Me.
“I will now issue you with lines to take away, and bring with you to your next lesson. If they are not completed to My satisfaction, you will be issued with 10 lashes.”
I spank him just once, on each of his warm glowing buttocks, and tell him “That is for earning further lines. Pull up your pants, sit down on the floor, legs crossed, sit up straight, eyes front. I will write on the blackboard.”
And he reads back to Me, “I must try harder to please Miss, and I must always say Thank You if I am punished for not doing so

Smoking Fetish

he crawls over, and brings Me a cigarette. After putting it into one of My cigarette holders, he presents it to Me. It is clean and neat, and fits snuggly in the holder. This pleases Me, and I allow him to light it. I guide his hand up to My lips. I tell him to “Stop! Ignite the flame.”
He lights My cigarette, replaces the lighter, and moves immediately into a kneeling position, buttocks up, head to the ground, hands out on the floor in front of him, at My feet. As he is careful not to take his eyes from My feet, he will receive his reward.
“Breathe in the smoke that I allow you to inhale. Say “Thank You, Mistress.” for being so generous and allowing you to share My long cigarette.”
I first drop some ash from the end of My cigarette into his outstretched right hand. Without prompt, he thanks Me for his gift. “Lick it!” The second, I flick, still hot for a second, into his left hand.
“Now sit up, keep your head down, and show Me your tongue.” His tongue is acceptable for receiving My cigarette. Freshly cleaned before he presented himself to Me, with a pool of saliva, which I know will provide Me with the sizzling sound that I enjoy so much.
“tssss!” I watch with great satisfaction, as the last cloud of smoke rises from his tongue.....