The Sale is on.

Hi Slaves, check somethings I would love on http://www.agentprovocateur.co.uk I like the Renee set also the Lucienn sets bar 36dd suspender size 10 panties size 10 to12.

or you could buy me some Taps for my new house……

And see what happens below

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Race to London

Hello slaves, the game is a foot see you on the 5th of August.

Come on show that ass so I can paddle it into submission. 

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Sounds good to me……

Prelude to some needle play….

Prelude to some needle play

Little Red Rubber Mistress

Little Red Rubber Mistress

So looking forward to visiting Croydon Correction Centre this week, where I can torment Slave Joe in the reassuringly expensive wonderful rubber cat suit and basque he’s just bought me, and a repeat of our session of recent session in Manchester.

Having made sure he was clean and had an enema, I left him kneeling watching a slide show of new and old images of me whilst I slipped into something tight and red!

On return, Joe was on his knees waiting for further instructions… such a good bitch! I told him to stand and I proceeded to inspect him, walking around him in a circle like a panther teasing a tapir…..

I started to slap his face with my hands , and I remained very close to his face and told him how much I was going to make him my bitch; spitting into his face so he understood completely.

I started to feel that he had too much freedom and he needed to be restricted, so I grabbed my thick leather arm cuffs and shackled his hands behind his back, then placed a collar and leash around his neck so he can feel how much of a pet slut he was and will be for me.

I then made him kneel, and crawl across the hard wooden floor to the suspension frame. Removing his leash, I started to do some serious bondage on him, tying him very tightly between the frame, with both arms stretched out and making sure she had not an inch of wiggle room, with no latitude to move front, side or back; he was whining, as he said he’d hurt his knee, so I took a cat and whipped his arse, until I started to notice welts forming on his. He stopped his squealing.

As he was at my mercy, and as I looked so resplendent in the cat suit, I thought some photos were in order, so I left him dangling to think whilst I sought out my assistant. On returning, Joe was squirming, and pleading to be let up. Whilst he was clearly shaking with the pain from his posture, I had little sympathy “No respite, comfort’s not for you, it’s because you’re so fat”, I chided, and he got a sound slap round his chubby face from both of us.

As Joe thinks he’s important, he always asked for no facials, but as he’d annoyed me, I threatened a full on e-mailed to his work address unless he shut up; silence was golden, and the correct order restored.

As Joe was back to a good bitch, I treated him to first use of our new leather fanny mask, and subjected him to some severe nipple tweaking, whilst I wrapped my long elegant legs round his leather clad face. Despite the extra weight on his patellae, I could tell he’d endure anything to have his Goddess so close, or at least I think the sighs were of pleasure, or was it a suppressed grunt of pain lest my cat caressed his red arse again? Judge by the pictures yourself.

It was time to move on to some more action, I loosened his ropes, but left his arms behind his back, and kept him kneeling. Joe leant longingly on the bench for support without permission, and received a sharp crack on the buttocks for his insolence.

Having then manoeuvred Joe onto the bench, I put his ankles into my leather restraints, clipped them to the suspension, and hoisted his spread legs up above his head so I could fully rape his arsehole.

To warm him up, I put some electro stim up his arse. I let him have a bit of XXX ultra amyl first, put the cock gag in his mouth to shut him up, them gradually pumped up the volume, so to speak. Joe writhes a bit at first, but as he was now behaving, I could see he enjoyed this, so I showed mercy in not sending him into orbit!

Having made sure he was now nice and open, I removed the gag, slipped a bag over his head, inserted the nitrous tube, opened the valve, filled the bag, and told Joe to drug himself.

As the sounds of Enigma filled the chamber, he fell into a soft, relaxed stupor, as I drilled into his anus with my superb triple ridged dildo, until it was buried deep in his rectum, clearly touching his prostate from the groans of ecstasy I could hear from under the bag.

I kept this up until Joe’s writhing became so much I had to stop him falling off the bench, a few more thrusts, and a weak plume of ejaculate shot from his pathetic meat across his belly. I carried on regardless of his ecstatic cries, but we never quite managed the multiples we did with the giant purple jelly vibrator, but still, he’d pleased me, in the end.

As he was very good, he was allowed to drown in a warm stream of my champagne, ooooh, how he loves that.

Next time; agony and ecstasy as Joe loses a nipple….

Slave Joe

See you in London.
Mistress Charlene

I will be in Lo…

I will be in London on the 16th of July untill the 18th, see you then slaves, I also do double sessions in London.

Mistress Charlene

Suspending belief.. (or Slave Joe)

Another fabulous session with  my fav London slave Joe last week; I could see once again in his blue eyes the sense of yearning to be tie and abused, so having made sure he’d undressed, gagged , and neatly folded his clothes, the fun began.

I lowered the suspension using the electric winch, and having made J lie on his back on the bench, I strapped both ankles into leather restraints, with a good and tight fit. “Comfort’s not for you” I chided him, and engaging the winch, I slowly raised both legs of the ground, easing him gently off the bench, until he was hanging completely upside down by his feet.

His cock and balls were exquisitely exposed, and I quickly engaged in some CBT. I start with some deep heat for a bit, and then place an ice cube deep into his bottom. I put a dental gag his mouth and crank it open wide enough to torment him with a  dildo I then put some remote electrics in his anus, and give him a buzz!!

I then put both his hands into leather restraints, carefully lower him to the floor, before attaching his hands to the suspension, then raising him up again, so he was  sky-diving across the ceiling. He cannot move and I love it.

I remind him that this is his correct place, at my mercy. I give his balls a flick with the crop for good measure, then lower him closer to the floor; My pert rubber clad bottom thrust into his mouth, tantalising him with the thought of what lies beneath the latex, and what he’ll never have.  “Swing, swing” I cried as he is rocked backwards and forwards by the movement of my wonderful, athletic arse.

Having got tired of him drooling over my rubber clad buttocks, I lower him; remove all of hi ropes slowly, pausing only to swat his arse with my crop,

As he clearly craves relief, I let him kneel in front of me, and I put a gas mask with a swab of amyl doused cotton wool over his head, and order him to play with himself whilst I tease and torment his nipples; this brings him to the height of ecstasy, and he ejaculates all over my boots.

What a lucky slave he is!!

Next time, turning upside down, sticking a large wax candle in his anus, lighting it, and then whipping him so the wax drips down into his arse. Did he wince…