Mistress Sofia’s Tutorial in Ball Busting

Sofia woke up early, she yawned and stretched, smiled to herself, and then remembered.   “Oh my god it’s training day” She had never had such a poor specimen of a trainee Mistress, and although the girl was very keen to be a dominatrix Sofia really had her doubts. The only redeeming factor, was her... Continue Reading →

Sissy Piggy “Oink Oink”

Piggy knocked on the door, he was so happy there was no snow. He remembered his last visit, when Mistress had sent him outside to build a snowman. It was so cold and Mistress had made him stay out there for so long he really thought his balls were going to drop off. He stood... Continue Reading →

Slave 364

Slave knocked on the door. Sofia opened it and beckoned him in. He was tall, slender and surprisingly young. He’d booked a session to serve, and it was, to serve. He didn’t show any interest in pain, caning, CBT, or any other BDSM related activities, apart from bondage. Sofia kept him in his own clothes,... Continue Reading →

Office Humiliation

Pansy arrived at his Mistress’s house at 8.30am. He was dressed in a black pvc pencil skirt, a white pvc blouse with black collar and cuffs, 5 inch stiletto boots, and of course his blonde wig, red lipstick, hoop earrings and collar. Today he was going to be free hired out to one of his... Continue Reading →

The Signature

Pansy pulled up outside his Mistress’s house. He checked his wig was on straight, his lipstick was right, his collar was tight, and got out of the car. He made his way to the front door where Mistress Sofia was already waiting for him, chuckling a little as he slowly made his way across the... Continue Reading →

Slave’s Proof of Devotion

His legs were wide apart, firmly secured at the ankles and chained to the bar. In between the bar there was a pole that went up as far as his genitals. At the top of the pole there was a vice that was lined with thick sandpaper. His cock and balls were firmly trapped inside,... Continue Reading →

Sofia’s Trip To London With Slave

As they boarded the train slave was very surprised. Mistress pointed to the seat opposite hers. He sat down feeling puzzled. When ever they took the train to London she always made him stand in the corridor by the door. Sofia was wearing a black top and pencil skirt. The skirt was knee length and... Continue Reading →

Facing Miss Jones

Miss Jones walked into her office.   She pulled out her chair, before she sat down, she smoothed down her black pencil skirt.   She undid the middle button of her jacket, so it just slipped to the sides of her hips, showing her white blouse and her cleavage.     She sat down and looked over her desk... Continue Reading →

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