Just checking in.

I just wanted to pop in and say hi. I don’t really have any thoughts for an interesting post, just wanted to let you all know that I’m still here. I’ll try and think of something interesting to blog about and get back to you soon. In the mean time maybe you have some questions for me? Feel free to ask anything you like.

Task: Male submissive blogs.

Mistress has a task for you. I'd like you to point me in the direction of some male submissive blogs. I have many favourite blogs written by female submissives, but I would like to study the male sub's mind further.

So, go on, make it snappy! Don't make me get the whip out.

Auntie M

It was a spanking session with an age play fantasy. I suspect a lot of spanking fetishes are derived from people’s childhood experiences. The role play went something like this: I was an auntie, and he had been sent home to me as he'd wet his pants at school. I reprimanded him, and explain there would be punishment. Firstly I had him lay across my lap for a spanking. I started slow and built up intensity, at the same time telling him what a naughty boy he was. He mentioned at this point another auntie who had punished him before and that this woman had spanked him a lot harder. By introducing this character the client was able to swing the role play in his desired direction. He used this throughout to suggest certain angles I could take in my role. Things like: "Auntie says that spanking is good for me."
"Auntie thinks that I just get in trouble so I can get spanked."
"Auntie says I'm very cooperative."

I continued to spank him, promising it would be hard when I deemed appropriate. I then made him get up and prepare for the next phase of punishment; toilet training. He was told that from now on he'd have to wear a nappy to school until he had controlled his bladder problem. I ordered him to lay on the bed as I began putting the nappy on him. "Auntie uses lots of powder", he said. I applied powder to his ass and balls; his cock was rock hard. Once I'd fastened the nappy I made him stand and look at himself in the mirror. This was his visual reminder of what a bad boy he had been.

I spanked him a little with the nappy on, and explained the toilet training to him. He was then told to try out the new nappy. He stood there for some time before he was able to go. He was quite excited and relieved at the same time to be able to let go. Once he was cleaned up it was time for the last round of spanking. I really laid into him this time, getting harder and harder. He really responded well, adding more of the role play dialogue that got him in the right head space. He rubbed his hips on my lap as he became more aroused from the scene. Once I was satisfied I made him look at his red bottom in the mirror. He then lay face down on the bed and after some prompting I fingered his ass a little. This sent him right off, as he rubbed himself to climax.

I guess what I wondered was who is this Auntie he spoke of? Was she real or fictional? Did he really wet his pants as a boy? Did he get spanked by his mother and he replaced her with and auntie in his fantasy to make him feel more comfortable? These are the kind of questions I ask myself. They are the things that really interest me about these role play clients, especially the age play sessions.

More Ball Kicking

I met the client in the waiting room. He had emailed me earlier explaining what he was into with hopes for mutual interests. He noted things like ball kicking, nipple torture, punching and general rough body play. I sat down and we began talking. He was a nice gentleman and we seemed to have an immediate rapport. All of a sudden we hear an almighty scream. A man was yelling fearfully at the top of his lungs. The client and I look at each other a gasp. We tried to ignore it and kept talking, but the screams continued as well as thumping on the floor. I imagined some poor slave being dragged along the floor by his balls. At this point I had to say something. I explained to him that there was obviously a session going on upstairs and then added that it was a ball kicking session. We both had a little laugh at the fact that one of this guy’s major turn-ons was ball kicking. But the look on his face was absolute horror. He told me it was the worst he’s ever heard in the house before, and it was for me too. This guy obviously wasn’t as hardcore as he thought he was.



I began light, gauging my swing and his reaction. I had to get used to kicking him while he stood. Most of the ball kicking I’ve done has been while the slave was lying down. The kicking became more intense, interspersed with squashing his cock and balls with my foot. The slave was a real masochist. Each time the blow was extreme he would whimper and become weak at the knees. It really turned me on. That’s when you know you are a sadist, when you get a tingle between your legs from watching someone in pain. I placed clothes pegs all over his balls (a personal favourite), and stood back to view the scene. I’d wanted to step up the pain level so I grabbed a crop and began to swat at the pegs. Now when you do this to a nipple the peg tends to fly off with of course some pain, but comes of quite easily. The pegs on the scrotum were a bit more vicious. The skin is a lot thinner and becomes paper thin once it’s been in the peg for a while. This meant that I had to hit the peg harder and sometimes more than once to get it to come off. He loved it, and so did I. The interesting part came when I walked over and gave him another knee in the balls. When I drew my knee back there was blood on my stockings. I had a momentary freak out but didn’t want to panic the client so tried to clean it up as fast as I could. I’d torn his scrotum with the pegs in two separate places. Oh my!

We continued the session and once we were done we had a little chat about how it went. He mentioned that what I’d done was light. I was a little taken aback as it was the hardest I’d administered CBT. We agreed though that it does take some time to get to know someone’s limits. Also I’m still learning. It was a really great session. I learned a lot and he was a client that I’d definitely like to see again. Let’s hope he liked me.

Fantasy Fetish

We had a very interesting gentleman come in the other day. His session is an elaborate roleplay which he likes to video and watch later.

Part of his fetish I believe is the writing of the script. He goes into a lot of detail in his initial email, describing how the scenario will unfold. He describes particular lingerie the players are to wear, how they should wear their hair, their behaviour and even what they are to say. The roleplay takes place over 3 rooms and is videotaped in its entirety. There is so much detail I think he gets off partly on writing it. This act allows him to live it out even before he takes part in it.

One interesting part is that he doesn’t actually do anything, it’s all play acting. We had to pretend to slap him, pretend to wrestle, pretend to ass rape him etc.

Then he gets to take that tape home and watch it as much as he wants. Custom porn, but without all the good bits.

So not only does he live it through writing, and live it as it’s played out, but he also gets to watch it over and over. He gets 3 times the thrill.

Perhaps he has a fantasy fetish; a fetish for the role play as opposed to the actual acts. It’s like when you are a kid and you enjoy making up elaborate stories, and in a sense living in a fantasy land.

Hmmm, I might have to research if there such a fetish.

Ciao for nao.

The Razor

There’s nothing like scaring a client. Fear is one of the greatest forms of control.


It was a medical session. At the clients request I began by shaving his genitals. I was about half way through when he asked, “Do you get many requests for this?”

I paused and then replied, “Well actually, it’s my first time.”

He froze. “Way to make a guy feel confident”. I chuckled wickedly, happy I had his cock in my hand as I took a razor to it.

“That’s why I didn’t tell you before”, I smiled. He laughed nervously.

I tried to reassure him a little by reminding him how much women have to shave in their lives.

And just as he started to relax I thought I’d toy with him again.

“Don’t worry. If I cut you it will only be a nick, it’s not like I can cut your dick off with this thing.”


Oh how delicious fear is. Note to self: incorporate more fear into sessions.

Another Poll

Hey All,

Just thought I'd throw another poll your way. I'd love to get a rough idea of who's reading the blog. So, just a straight gender question, although I did add an 'other' option for those who may be in between, or on the way to one or other.

Thanks

xx