Needless to say I was feeling very Domme and bossy after ordering a man in lingerie around My house all afternoon… So the slut got a bit of a working over. Nothing terribly imaginative. I pulled on My black leather gloves and whipped his arse with an English leather riding crop. Then got a condom out of the drawer, put it on the blue vibrator and fucked him with the vibrator on high LOL.

He was moaning and sighing as he pressed his face into the pillow. Such a slut! I do think he needs more caning. And I need another house boy.

When I was a young girl I used to fantasise constantly about having a man tied up and sticking needles in his penis. At times, the objects of my daydreams were bound and gagged on large dart boards… At other times they’d have their penises used as pin cushions for sewing. Sewing what I don’t quite recall as that doesn’t seem to have been the focus of the fantasy LOL.

The first (fourth) Star Wars movie came out when I was in grade five, and I remember watching it and having lengthy daydreams about torturing Luke Skywalker with that dartboard Hahaha!

Imagine my surprise when I check my stats today and find that some of the most frequent searches recently have been for terms including “needles, Mistress, penis”! Wonderful!

Body art and body mods are becoming quite popular and there’s squillions of self puncture photography out there on the ‘nets… Some of it looks very good, too. But there’s something entirely different about a man being bound, submitting his most intimate parts to the torture of a sadistic Woman With Needles. One can just picture him squirming, helpless, gagged, while She smiles coldly and leans down over his bare flesh with yet another 19 gauge blood needle.

I still have a dozen or so of these in My toybag… Perhaps Mistress should request some willing victims for needle play to add to the gallery?

Might have to take these out to a kink club sometime soon. Provocation is on this Friday at the Blue Velvet Bar in Collingwood… They have some great bondage equipment to use and it’s quite a relaxed environment. Melbourne has some fantastic kink clubs these days. Perhaps Mistress should visit them all and bring you some reviews?

Yes, I’ve included some photos for you. Am I not a thoughtful Mistress?

Now Mistress has a clean bathroom to use and nice clean sheets on the bed. Of course it is entirely appropriate for Mistress to have the house cleaned by submissive males. It is part of their service to Her, their duty to wait on Her and see to Her needs.

Mistress is happy with this one and will have him back. There are now four or five others waiting to do their trials. Naturally Mistress will take Her time vetting their applications and making sure they’re appropriately subservient males before allowing them to attend Her home.

Hopefully it won’t be long before Mistress won’t have to lift a finger around here for anything other than posting a blog or summoning another drink. Wonderful!

Must do that again soon!

Any time he takes Me out, I cane his arse beforehand and then watch him squirming all evening as he feels the welts.

Presently we’re interviewing malesluts for a second house slave position. It has been most amusing reading all the application letters. Some pigmales mistakenly send letters saying “hi sexy” with a photo of a penis or backside attached. Needless to say Mistress doesn’t bother replying to such forward individuals.

There are those, however, who make polite introductions and address Mistress appropriately as the superior being She is. There have been four or five of these in recent days and Mistress will be screening them over coming weeks.

One of the requirements is for participation in a little fetish photography. It’s been a while since I’ve had the camera out and I’m looking forward to posting some new pics of males in lingerie, stockings and submissive poses.

Here’s hoping Mistress finds some amusing and deserving males to play with.

In art, bare feet are sometimes used as a metaphor for genitalia… which kind of makes you wonder about all that stuff about Ruth uncovering the feet of Boaz… A new perspective on religious art? Or what’s really going on in the minds of artists forced to work within those constraints.

I rather like having my feet rubbed and kissed. By a trusted slut, of course. It’s a great reward for an obedient submissive male.

Thought I’d experiment with linking to some inspiring pics from one of my favourite Australian fetish wear sites…

Nice, huh?

I think he’s getting a bit twitchy. He’s been blogging more regularly than I have, good boy, but he’s now ranting about tourists and mountain bikes. Hmmm. Might be time for a tie up and a good hard flogging.

Not that he hasn’t been getting floggings. His arse was quite red quite frequently last weekend when I was working on those new floggers and whips. But he does like to be dropped into sub space heavily from time to time. After we took the photos of him tied up a few months ago, I had wondered what it would look like with lovely bright coloured rope. Now I guess we get the chance to find out, and sort him out at the same time LOL.

We’ve also been working on training his arse. He’s a real arse slut and absolutely loves to have his backside played with, whether it be wax, whips, canes or the strap on. I’ve been gradually working up to fisting him, which is taking a while. In order to progress this, he now has orders to use the butt plug during the week. The dirty little slut sends me text messages on the phone telling me how obedient he’s being!

Now that his cuffs are finished, I can tie him up to the bed again and have another try at fisting and bondage combination. He absolutely adores that. There’s nothing quite like standing over a prone male who’s tied to your bed and grinning maniacally as you pull on and lube up a rubber glove!

We’ll see how good he’s been with his arse training….

Here’s my thoughts on the subject. It’s a lovely rainy day and I’m relaxing at home with my feet up, daydreaming about having them worshiped by a worthy slave. And another at my side on his hands and knees for me to rest my drink on. And another to serve the drinks… And another with an artistic phisique out on the lawn raking or something.

I like to have doors opened for me. Not because I’m one of “the weaker sex” but because I’m superior and deserve it. I like a male slave to pick up and clean up around the house because it’s his place to serve me. Most of all I like to be respected as the Goddess that I am.

A thrall comes in handy to kneel beside the bed and help slip my feet into five and half inch black patent stiletto shoes before we go out for a fetish night. Or he can wear a rope harness and skirt while he’s making dinner and setting the table.

I like to have a man kneeling at my feet to be flogged, spanked or caned when I’m feeling a little stressed and want to relieve myself. Forget stress balls. A good hard heavy whipping with a long flogger made of fine grain Italian belt leather is just what a woman needs to let off some steam and feel at peace with the world again.

On weekends my own darling slut comes over and serves me like this. It would be really fun to have other slaves around to call on during the week, just when I feel like it.

And fetish nights out are the greatest. There’s nothing like dressing up in black PVC, in a pencil skirt and wasp waisted jacket, like the senior female executive from hell (or heaven). Imagine going in to work in the morning and having to greet Her across half an acre of polished mahogany desk? The sexual tension would be absolutely tangible, but in an office it would all have to be deliciously unspoken. Magic. Almost makes me want to take an executive position managing a legal firm. I’d have a lovely dark office, all teal and antique gold, with ebony furniture heavy enough to double as bondage equipment after hours. Gaggles of males working in the place would wear silk panties and fishnet stockings under their three piece pin striped suits, not to mention the deep welts on their backsides from frequent canings.

Ahem… where was I?

My primary is slim and well groomed, with distinguished silver hair that he likes to refer to as ‘salt and pepper’, he comes up very nicely in basic black for a kinky night out. I put his collar on him and he walks around all night on the end of my leash… It’s been a while since I’ve given him a proper flogging in public which is something that ought to be addressed next time we hit the clubs. Now that the weather’s warming up, he can walk around half naked so I guess I need to order him to get a full body wax too.

Last weekend I made up a couple of whips for a new order. One of them was indeed made from heavy belt leather. It was absolutely gorgeous. I’m going to make another, with a dozen or so half inch tails about two feet long. That will be absolutely thumping! It will bruise a lucky slut just looking at him, muahahaha. Considering I’ve also finished a matching set of cuffs for my darling slut, perhaps we do need to get out and play!