Mistress Beth is always striving to make the kidnap adventures that bit more special that she has aquired yet another different vehicle to throw the victim of the scent.
This one has a little extra space built in…. a bit like a mobile coffin … where the person can be held in the dark, bound and gagged under a false floor.
Certainly not for the claustraphobic slave but really good for ensuring that the journeys end will indeed become a mystery!
They are evil, just little pieces of of shiny metal stuck together but the punishment they can inflict upon a slaves nipples is immesurable.
satan slave had the pleasure of the clamps recently and I do believe that they aided my plan to take him deeper into his submission. In my most evil voice I explained just what to expect and how his body now belonged to me in a way that he could no longer control.
Inch by inch I explored him, slapping, stroking, poking, tweeking and tugging on every part of him had his nerves on edge but pulling tightly on the nipple chains made the clamps bite in ferociously pushing his limits to the edge.
The thick leather straps held his body down as pressure was applied upwards upon his nipples
The slave was laid on his back with legs spread wide apart and each leg suspended from a leather hoist. The shoes were divine and clung to the stocking encased legs.
This is the perfect position to have a slave in so that it can’t defend its genital area. ALso the mirror above ensured that the view is immense and really focuses the mind.
This particular stocking clad leg belongs to collared slave aggie and I like to place him in this position to enable me to use the violet wand to its full potential….. evil giggle……. moving up through the implments until the multi chain is attached to the end which is capable of transmitting the powerfully sharp shocks in a dozen different directions simultaniously.
In time I will blindfold him denying him any sight ensuring that he is reliant on his feeling which must magnify the sensations ten fold which is always a joy to watch.
The take down is one of the most thrilling, adrenaline rushing awesome part of a kidnap. The moment that the person realises that they are in the control of someone else and no longer in any position to barter, demand, negotiate or control.
I get a big rush from that moment too, quite a toxic mix of power and success and of course the beginning of a whole new adventure.
The plans are formatted in advance and things prepared in great detail with me churning it all over in my mind night and day until all possible contingencies are covered.
I started the day directing rubber slaves every movement from 8am that morning and everything was going to plan when attending the take down point it became obvious that my plan A couldn’t work that day. Why? Because it was the hottest sunniest day we had been blessed with this year and people were exploring the strangest of places which are usually desolate and perfect for my adventures.
Reverting to plan B seemed my best option as I will simply hold plan A for a further take down of rubber david. Arriving in his car he was wearing the prescribed rubber items including his swimming hat, rubber gloves, rubber pants and rubber vest under a few normal garments. As I watched from my secret safe place my heart was in my mouth as a strange man tapped on the car window, peering in at the rubber clad david asking him to do something. Amazingly he didn’t seem to notice the unusual additional clothing or the woolen hat on his head disguising the rubber swimming cap.
I thought that there was going to be a major problem and was prepared to step in with a resolution but thankfully the unscheduled meeting was over quite quickly.
Without going into too much detail as it should remain the secret of rubber slave david, he was physically overpowered and rendered helpless with the aid of a few pairs of handcuffs and a large gag.
I love working with a second dominatrix, especially when its with someone who is on my wavelength and can second guess me or pre-empt my next move.
Being tethered at the hands of two such Dommes sounds like the ultimate of fantasies but when two sets of hands start pushing your buttons from all directions it can be really tough on the slave.
Attending fetish parties gives me the opportunity to team up with additional Dommes and have A LOT of fun. Usually my wicked sense of humour and fun attracts quite a crowd and the tethered toy get to experience a level of public humiliation which is difficult to provide in a different setting.
It would be rude not to take advantage of someone elses premises and put on a bit of a show at the same time. Many non pro newbies can learn quite a few tricks from old hands, things it would take years to discover by just reading books. The flush of the skin, the angle of toes, breathing, sounds – all so much easier to understand with a living breathing guinea pig.
This is a very tiring position to be in and the weights to the balls will be tolerable at first but as the 4 hands of the dominatrices start to wander and the old flogger lands on any part of your body it becomes unbearable.