each fresh thrust

August 26, 2018

Such a divine situation: you, kneeling with hands bound behind your back, naked and vulnerable. My small fist clothed in lubricated latex. You groan and mutter my name as it enters you, then thank me for each fresh thrust. You are so happy to allow your Lady to profane and invade your insides.

smooth rope tightens

August 5, 2018

Ropes are always nice, she squirms less now than she used to since she knows what to do. She stays perfectly still, moving when she’s prompted, silent all throughout. She never says a word even when the smooth rope tightens against her skin, bites into her soft flesh. She only whimpers when a knot presses against her dripping pussy, and just sighs when her mistress ties her open…

Mommy Maxie Blog

Sadism Sunday

July 1, 2018

I’m two seconds away from castrating you with my heel.

Christina Lauren
Beautiful Bastard

a very different freedom

April 28, 2018

When I bind you with these ropes and chains, you experience a very different freedom from the normal day-to-day variety. These bonds serve to reinforce the link between my hands and your mind. Submission becomes complete. The mundane world is left behind.

what happens inside

April 21, 2018

flashing

Just as wearing a habit doesn’t make one a nun, a form of dress (leather, corsets, spiky high heels etc) doesn’t make one a mistress. It is what happens inside you – inside your mind, its inner workings – that will make the submissive fall to his or her knees and worship you as their Goddess.

And you, as the mistress, of course, will take great pleasure from seeing another submit and prostrate themselves before you in this way.

Stiff with desire

April 21, 2018

unspeakable acts

February 4, 2018

It was her obvious vulnerability that attracted such unspeakable acts of sadism from the men surrounding her.

Naughty Trick 3

December 25, 2017

(T)onight we get kinky
(I) prepared all the tools
(E)nter my dark room

(M)ake me suffer. I
(E)njoy the pain

(U)ltimate bliss
(P)leasure attained

(C)andle wax poured on my skin
(H)umiliate me im hankering after it
(O)n my knees I’ll beg for it
(K)eep me on the line
(E)nsure my spice

(M)ake me lose control
(E)mmerse my soul

Harley Hucof

burn between their legs

December 24, 2017

unwanted toys

She said, ‘As a child I liked best torturing my brother’s action figures. I used to do it with my best friend Caitlin. Twist their arms and legs and pretend to hear them scream. Once we tied them up and used one of mother’s cigarettes to burn between their legs. When we were older Caitlin and I tortured each other. Simple, but great fun. And the cries were real, no need for us to pretend.