My Wild and Wonderful World of Erotic BDSM

  Suspension and Impact Play go together like peanut butter and chocolate. It's like having your own human pinata. What a way to create that helpless, out-of-control feeling, right? One of My subs begged to hang while he wore My marks, which is a perfect way to win My heart. The ones who suffer are My near and dear. I love to make guys blue; black and blue to pay their dues.  This guy took it a step further. He asked for Abrasion play. He wanted Me to beat him hard with a switch from My backyard. A thorny stick that made him scream while he hung from the ceiling until he creamed. The harder I hit, the more he was Lit but first I started with a bit of candle-waxing. I warmed him up with the color red while he twisted and turned, over-head. He breathed deep and sucked it up so I bopped him on his butt.  He was defenseless and he loved it. I could do anything to him that I wanted, though he could stop everything in an instant by using his safe word. Plus I could not violate ...

I'm aware My sub has been waiting a Long time for Me to talk about this Role-play session. I've been making him Wait. He's like that irritating teacher's pet that's always raising his hand in class. You know the one. You can just hear him thinking, "Oh Please! Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!   When he heard My podcast episode about the guy with a Thing for Veggies, he called Me immediately. He was in a sub-fueled craze to one-up that bitch in the Best of Ways. When he arrived he practically ran through the door. He missed My raised eyebrow as he flew past.  He was carrying a cloth grocery bag and had forgotten all about Protocol as he sped into the Torture Room squealing, "Presents!" He dumped the contents on a table and turned to Me expectantly. I was standing there, watching his silliness with My hands on My hips. If you've seen My videos then you know the Pose.  I turned up My nose and just Stared him Down. Minutes went by but I did not Say a Word. ...

  Every Dominatrix has a sub who tries her patience. There’s a trend I don’t enjoy. Brats. I’ve come to understand through education and experience that brattiness is usually an inability to communicate. Sometimes a submissive will act out to get a good, hard beating instead of just asking for one. Others have trouble making friends or getting along at work because they lack basic interpersonal skills. Then I have clients like Donna who is all of that and more. She has a history of sexual repression. She believes what she wants makes her a bad person. If it’s forced on her though, then it’s not her fault. She can’t deal with her sexual desires. She can’t get past what others might think. Also, she needs training in proper  submissive etiquette. Donna is in her 50’s. She’s about 5 feet with medium length, light brown hair. Her shoulders are narrow, breasts pert, just enough to fit in the palm of my hand. Her hips flare out to a wide, juicy bottom. In this session, Donna gets Di...