Things are not always as they seem…. your mind can play tricks on you.

 Mistress Beth  Comments Off
Apr 282012
 

After several messages being exchanged it would seem that I was his ultimate dream. Somewhere he can dress, interact with other slaves, be put to work, made up like a sexy slut and complete his chores in heels and stockings.

Because so many ‘working maids’ don’t manage to deliver the goods I insist that they come on a client basis for the first hour if they need alot of energy – ie dressing, make-up, hair etc and this chap seemed to be living the life outdoors and so seemed the ideal candidate.

Text messages and emails assured me that he was ready to do absolutely anything for me and was so pleased to have the chance to work alongside me and help out.

Perfect? Possibly too perfect. He arrived – I sent for him 2 hours ahead of schedule as I had so much faith in the picture he created of himself. Spent an hour perfecting his skin, hair and make up, which he loved. Unfortunately within the first 2 minutes in the same room as another slave (who was bound and helpless and totally devoid of sight) and he crumbled. I had only asked him to brush the body with implements as I worked on him too… no skin contact at all……

I was, as you can imagine, quite annoyed and had to stop what I was doing to dismiss him. Several messages changed hands and I did get more than a little annoyed when he suggested that he should come again (free gratis of course) and be made up and modelled as a rubber doll before riding the strap on!

Too much. He just couldn’t handle it at alll. So think carefully about what you want – be cazreful what you ask for.

Cat walk model hits the dungeon. What a transformation for regan.

 Mistress Beth  No Responses »
Feb 192012
 

If I could print before and after pictures you would seriously look at them with a wide open mouth complete with chin on the chest. However My promise to protect the identity of my clients always stands and these facial pics are printed with permission as his own mother would struggle to recognise him.

The transformation started with the application of makeup. Special foundation to smoothe out the skin, tighten pores and give the skin a much smoother complexion.

Eyelashes glued in place, opening up the eyes and changing their shape, drawing in the emphasis of peoples gaze.

Shiny lips, pouting lipstick. 2 or 3 coats to ensure the lips look and stay looking lushious and full. The man that came to me had very thin lips but with work they are now plump and quite kissable.

Next for the wig. It has to be blonde because regan is a cheeky creature who has from time to time performed on cam for horny boys.

Pink barbie like outfit. The corset top pulled tightly showing off her assets.  Pink PVC skirt clinging to her, showing off her stockings perfectly.

So what do you think? Sexy? Would you like to feel just how regan looks? Strut your stuff for Me? Then whats stopping you?

Tomorrow I shall show you just what happened to this sultry slut…..

CBT for cheeky slave aggie. A little pain goes along way.

 Mistress Beth  No Responses »
Feb 142012
 

My slave aggie is cheeky. Sometimes she is even a little glib. I let the odd thing slip but mentally store the misdemeanors for a punishment session.

Today was pay back time and the promised threats of pulling her back into line would be inflicted upon her.

Firstly a little rope bondage, some leather hand huggers and arms pulled into quite a tiresome position which would remind her of the bondage she was in.

Next she was led into the other room and secured to the CBT chair. As always she wished to push her limits and challenged me verbally in a playful way. Just perfect. Now she would learn a lesson about holding her tongue when necessary. It as a game but a game thats bloody good fun.

Legs wide apart the bits and bobs on  display were mine! And what a collection of toys and tools I had to use upon the crown jewels. The first lesson was learnt when aggie was thoroughly enjoying the attention of my hand upon her cock and balls when I started to explain about how harsh the leather thonging was that would lattice her cock and be pulled tight in a corset like pincher movement.

The reaction from aggie was perfect, turning from a nice gentle ‘really Mistress’ to a shouted THANK YOU MISTRESS as the pain and burning sensation clamped around the tender penile flesh in many places.

Now I was smiling.

My aim? To be laughing.

All sorts of issues were raised, all of course failures on the part of the slave, humiliating her, shaming her and firmly explaining the roles we had and how I was about to demonstrate the power of My role upon the weakness of her role in our dynamic relationship.

This particular little addition to the CBT collection is a simply ladies hair clip. But it boast a spring action grip with not one but two rows of sharp teeth designed to hold soft silky hair high upon a ladies head. Gripping the fleshy lips created by the foreskin of a penis wouldn’t be much of a challenge. 3 full revolutions I managed before running out of available penis/being unable to tolerate the whimpering of my collared slave. (delete as appropriate)

Such was the fun I was having that harder, nastier tools were produced and the blinfolded slave could only guess what the clattering noises, metal on metal, rattling, snapping noises could possibly indicate was coming next in the direction of her very vulnerable cock.

There were alot of thank yous along with many noises – some of which I haven’t had the privilege to hear before. Weights were dropped from the testicles. Vibrations were applied. All in all the demeanor of My slave changed from that of cocky ‘I can get away with things because My Mistress loves me’ attitude to one of learning ones place in the pecking order. Slave aggie you are and always will be my plaything. Moulded into whatever it takes to make Me laugh.

Mistress Beth giving a slut plenty of cock!

 Mistress Beth  No Responses »
Jan 202012
 

Can you imagine what it feels like to be made to beg for cock? To be able to see it and crave it. To be touched by the tip as your entire body cries out to feel it entering you?

This slave certainly could. It was fun to tease him and arouse him in every way possible ensuring that he felt like the world would stop spinning if he didn’t get to feel that strap on inside his little Mistress slot.

‘Beg boy’. ‘Beg enough and I will fuck you with it’

Wow, he was practically in tears, sobbing as he laid open his soul in a bid to satisfy his deepest urge.

 

The bench held him at the perfect height for My toy to start touching him. When it finally seperated the skin and opened the hole he was more than ready and once it plunged inside the orgasmic feelings flooded him. Had he been stood up his legs would have buckled and given way.

slut taken out in the dead of night to a dogging spot and fucked

 Mistress Beth  No Responses »
Jan 042012
 

What excitement! susie slut was treated to a fantasticly moving session to celebrate the new year. Kinky as kinky can be she was fully made up in pretty make up, wig, high leather boots with a long leather coat over the top.

Tied into a vehicle she was terrified as waves of nausea rose within her as she listened to just how horny a session I had planned. Driving out into the coutry she was trembling before I pulled into the gravel car park.

Untying her wrists I dragged her out, heels crunching against the stones underneath our feet.

We were at a popular dogging spot and underneath my long leather coat I was wearing My pink strap-on ontop of a rubber dress and thigh high boots.

Fixing a rope to her wrists I dragged her onto the very muddy grass, heels sinking deeper  into the mud with every step.

‘What are you doing Mistress’ she whimpered, heart racing as I laughed and continued to drag on her roped wrists.

‘Bend over this bench slut’  as we approached a picnic type wooden bench with a seat at each side.

Susie did as she was told.

‘Spread your legs wide’ I commanded.

Then I tied the rope to the opposite side of the bench before putting on gloves from my pocket and stroking her flesh beneath her long leather coat. The cold wind biting into the exposed parts as I took her leather coat and pushed it upwards exposing her slit to anyone wanting to look, the coat has a slit up the back which framed her Mistress slot perfectly and displayed the stocking tops.

As I started playing with her hole the cock swelled and swelled and I thought she would faint when I opened My coat to expose My huge phallic cock to her. A few poppers on a hankie and she was ready.

Just a couple of pushed and it slid deep inside her as I fell into a rythme she moaned and groaned with fear and pleasure, anal orgasms running through her as she pulled unsuccessfully at the ropes holding her to the wooden bench.

The headlights of a car entering the car park framed us in the darkness, Me behind her pumping away and her with a just fucked look on her face whilst still shuddering as orgasm after orgasm hit her.

Once I had finished she was untied but legs like jelly she could barely stand.

‘Oh well you can just stay there whore and see if anyone else wants to ride you’ seemed to do the trick as she broke into a run to be beside me as I walked back to the vehicle.

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