It’s not often that I get my hands on one of my devotees for days, rather than for hours, at a time. In fact, ‘not often enough’, I would say! Naturally, I understand that not all slaves can take a leave of absence from their ‘normal’ lives for two or three days at a time. But when that does happen, the rewards for both my submissive, and for me as his Mistress, can be intensely rewarding.

In my role as a Dominatrix, the experience is a chance to mix things up a little and try out a few longer-term mind-games or physical torments. For my clients, there’s the chance to slip into a state of mental and physical submission that grows steadily over the passing hours, days and nights.

Both the prospect of pain or suffering, and the impact of delicious sexual excitement, increase your mind’s production of endorphins and, when we do it right, longer-term servitude therefore stimulates the pleasure receptors in your brain and makes you feel good. Biologists say that you can get similar effects by working-out, or by eating dark chocolate, but I’m sure you’ll agree that being restrained and teased for the amusement of a beautiful Mistress is a better way to do things?

My thoughts on this long-term bondage were stimulated by the recent visit of a regular client from abroad. He wanted to pack as many emotions and sensations as possible into his overnight stays. This guy travels to England from North Amear away shores to regularly to attend business conferences, and always plans his trips in such a way that he is free to visit me for a couple of days and nights to enjoy all that my dungeon premises and my devious imagination can provide.

On this occasion I had him in my clutches for more than 72 hours and was determined that every one of those hours would provide a mixture of pain and pleasure that he would never forget. So my plan was the mix up this guy’s days with many hours of arousal, and his nights with hours of frustration, left alone in the dungeon for his sexual needs to grow more pressing as the time ticked by, but with no chance of relief.

I’m sure that none of you will feel sorry for him, because, naturally, he did have the prospect to look forward to each night of my arrival the coming morning….and due to my concerns for Covid we left out the trips for meals out, instead the poor dear had to suffer a full english prepared by yours truly…and an evening meal prepared by my wondrous extra pair of hands.

The beauty of me fresh and rested, and with my dominant nature fully to the fore and ready for each brand new day meant each day was met with full vigour, lots of new bits of kit and a whole heap of cheeky banter…from me mostly! nothing like telling a joke to a captive audience ….kaboom!

As a lucky few of you will by now know, my new premises, The BDSM Laboratory, is packed with the very latest and most exciting bondage equipment from some of Europe’s foremost manufacturers of kink furniture. There are suspension beds, and benches, and astonishing bondage chairs that hold every inch of your body in the most secure restraints imaginable. I know I’ve been a tease in not yet revealing every piece of equipment in its full glory, but there is so much to show you, and nothing on my website on social media will prepare you for the full impact of my stylish new premises.

Having my submissive guinea pig at my mercy for several days and nights gave me an unrivalled opportunity to try everything out and see how well any man would survive this constant barrage of arousal and bondage in this new environment. How did he perform? Well, thereby hangs a tale that I will explore in more detail in my blogs yet to come.
(To be continued…)