Mr. G; part 1

I enjoy taking Mr.G on his journey, as he calls it. Curious for many years, dabbled without really knowing what part of BDSM he was driven by. He just knew he wanted to give himself to a dominant female to be played and experimented with, willing to suffer pain, fear and discomfort for the pleasure of  a sadistic lady. Come to Goddess, Mr.G!! Naked male kneels before me as I recline. He's ordered to greet me appropriately. He begins to worship my black stiletto, he's allowed to slip the shoe off and kiss and adore my tiny feet. Enough, now. Feet happy, they are ready to inflict pain. A swift kick to the balls, without warning lets this sub know-brace yourself-session underway. 1 hour of pain threshold testing whilst tightly bound in leather straps. The e-glove is donned for an mind, and genital, numbing 30 minutes solid. Then, hogtied in an upright kneeling position, I slip my latex hood over the head. He knows this, of all times in our session, he must relax. He trusts me totally. I will cause him no harm, I tell him so as I crouch before him, head to toe in latex. I hold his posture-collar ring, lean right up to him. A sharp intake of breath, slight groan of ecstasy at the proximity of his latex-clad Mistress. His breath quickens-"calm your breathing Mr. G" I whisper. I want to enjoy the sight of your hood gripping your face at every inhale. I'm also finding great amusement in his erection that is now even harder. Only so much breathplay, I move on...Hmm, that hard cock is now a hindrance to part 2....

Prostate Milking

One of the most enjoyable things about what I do is the ability to get a critter to do what I want him to, without him being able to stop it. Prostate milking is just the sort of thing I am talking about. By inserting my index finger into your anus while you are either on all 4's or laying on your back with feet in stirrups, and with a beckoning action massaging with the tip of my finger the little mound that lays just under the base of your cock, I can rid you of your sticky mess, but unfortunately this will bring little pleasure to you. In fact this is almost always accomplished without an erection. You will start to feel a sort of pulsing going on in you dick, while you might actually be enjoying having Goddesses finger up your bottom, the thought of me behind you controlling what you are about to produce is not what is causing this, it is the natural consequence of having your prostate fiddled with. Then without warning and with very little feeling there you have it, a pile of man juice either on the table of on your belly. If you are lucky I might even catch it and feed it back to you.

Insertables and other fun.

Richard entered the Facility. He was stripped naked. I clamped his nips and attached them to his leather collar via a very short chain. Squeezed & yanked hard upward so any pain might (hopefully) induce an upward jolt. Prostrate on the dental chair, one by one leather straps bound him-upper torso, waist, upper thighs, calf & ankles-tight, very tight! he enjoys insertables-magic word! Breath play- another one. I stand behind him & smoothly slide my latex bag over his head, watching as it tightens round his features as air runs out. When he's all out of usable air I gently lift it. So it goes on. he allowed to get his breath & I fix electrics to him, or down him! My 10mm 6" Dipstick goes in, goes on. Sound activated box is chosen, and Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture makes for random fun! You've gotta try it. It gives him the jolt I was after, with a sharp yank on his nipple clamps. 50 mins in, I cath him & drain his bladder at my pace. Bliss? That's enough. Pre-injection wipes gets his balls super clean & get the needles primed. Always loosen them so no fumbling. One after the other they slide through his ball sack. I LOVE doing this, so no nerves whatsoever. Nice pinch of skin, point facing away and push. No resistance to the sharp. We enjoy some more breath play & then I extract them, and clean him up. It's just droplets of blood, I like to see it ooze in scarlet globules.

Anal stretching

Never tried anal or maybe you deem yourself an anal expert? Either way, Mistress prides herself on her excellent ability to make men spunk their dribbly loads all over her bench from her exceedingly good anal stretching. Within 4 appointments, Mistress would
probably end up with her whole hand inside your bottom. A nicely stretched hole looks excellent as Mistresses hand slips in only revealing her wrist.

Going to the next level with needle play

Rarely do I get a critter that enjoys his pain to the extent that I love giving it. Yesterday was such a day. To view the photos of what I actually did to his dick with lumber puncture needles you will have to join my members site, as to put them on an open blog would be illegal and irresponsible. To describe what is in the picture above, there are 2x75mm19g lumber needles straight through the shaft of his cock. There are also 4x40mm 16g hypodermic needles through his bell end. His balls are tied up so tight that they have turned purple with the lack of blood supply.

You know I read on another Mistresses blog that one of my past critters had visited her while I was on holiday, and she said that he told her that I was too easy on him and he preferred the cruelness of her sessions. Yeah right!!

I knew I forgot something!!

I just knew that I had forgotten something when I went away on holiday. I checked that the gas was off, lights set to come on in the evening, watered the plants, and made sure that the cat was being looked after. But there was something niggling away at the back of my head, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew I had one last thing to do.

Well when I returned there was a god awful smell in the place, then it struck me. I ran to the coffin and there he was, well what was left of him anyway. I had left my last critter locked away in there for a full 2 weeks. I had just had the biggest blonde moment of my life. How could I be so stupid!! So I took this photo, hubby came around and we swung into  our "what do we do if someone dies on me" plan.  We covered him in a sheet, and under the cover of darkness just placed him in the driving seat of his car around the corner. He was too fat anyway.

Crown of nettles

Sorry about the poor quality of the picture, taken with my iPhone, but had to share this with you. A crown of nettles for Mr. Nettles. I will update the blog with more detail when I get a minute but just had to get this picture up now. O.k I'm back. 1 entire hour of electro-sex gloves and freshly picked nettles had Mr.Nettles shuddering and twitching-a divine sight for GZ. The minutes ticked by, stems were used, crushed upon his hard cockmeat and discarded. 55 minutes later I hear "aah Mistress I'm going to.... " ooh, so you did! I did tell you were not allowed to make a mess, however it always makes me chuckle when my deviants get so worked up they mess themselves! You're no use to me now, entertainment value is zero! go clean up!