I had an extremely busy week last week, and this week has been hectic enough that I neglected to blog about it.

Sunday night featured a visit from a gentleman who is really becoming one of my favourite and most appreciated fisting clients. We have a great rapport, a flirty and fun dynamic, and our sessions always end being red hot.

I began by cuffing him to the wall in the Brass Dungeon, blindfolding him, and kicking up my shoes. I slid into place in front of him, holding each of his bare legs down with one of my stockinged legs, and began to tease him. I tweaked his nipples, ran my nails down his chest, smothered his face in my cleavage, occasionally slamming him back into the wall behind him with force enough to knock the breath out of him. When we were both hot and excited, I moved him onto his back and went to work on his incredibly talented asshole.

I used fingers and toys, slowly working him up to the point where I could easily slide four fingers in and out of him, then slowly began to increase the pressure on his hole. He moaned, and pushed himself up onto my fist, swallowing me up to the wrist in one slow and incredibly hot movement. I spent some time amusing myself with the enormous responses drawn from him with the tiniest movements of my clenched fist, then finally allowed him to release in an explosive, screaming orgasm. As usual, we both walked out of the Dungeon buzzing.

Tuesday was my big day for this week. The first gentleman I saw was a long-time patron of another Mistress, who had come in on a day she wasn't available and decided to see someone else. It's amazing how many of my most enjoyable sessions have been the result of little coincidences like this! His preferred activities were humiliation, anal play, nipple torture and discipline, and he was the kind of slave who genuinely wants the Mistress to enjoy her time abusing him. When the Mistress is me, that means a few twists on the theme!

I found him waiting on the floor of the Main Dungeon, and launched immediately into some high heel nipple torture and trampling. Imagine my delight when he took my full weight on his chest in a pair of my pointiest heels! It's been ever so long since I had a good trampling session, and I left quite a few marks on this gentleman's obliging chest. I clamped his nipples, blinfolded, gagged and hooded him, then dragged him across the room and threw him across the spanking horse. I went to work on his backside, warming him up with a handspanking and moving through paddles and straps to the cane. He had specifically requested marks to show off to his lady friend, and I pushed him right to the limit of his pain threshold.

Deciding it was time to move onto other activities, I administered an enema and left him to release it. When I return, I strapped him into place over the horse again, and selected a few dildos. This gentleman was no fan of gentle and pleasant motions! He took very little foreplay before I was fucking him as hard as I could, almost stabbing his asshole with the toy in my hand. Even that wasn't enough for him: he bucked and thrust back against me, screaming "fuck me, Mistress" into his gag.

Finally, I had him lie on his back on the floor and take his cock in his hand. I position myself in a chair above his face, carefully placing one stiletto heel on each nipple and resting my weight over them. I informed him that I would removed my heels as soon as he managed to come for me, and watched with interest the desperation that grew as he tried to meet my demand. Eventually, he succeeded, and was allowed to see to his brutalised nipples.

My second booking on Tuesday was a gentleman I have seen a few times before. He generally comes in as a Master to see the submissive ladies at Salon Kitty's, but occasionally arrives at the door in the mood for something different. On these occasions, I delight in putting him through the degradation and abuse he so enjoys dishing out to submissive women.

It's a relatively short session, but intense. He is made to pose for me, showing off and displaying his body while I provide degrading commentary. I tied him into place and give him a thorough spanking, warming up his ass cheeks and flogging his back. Then the anal toys come out, and eventually I fuck him hard and fast with my strap on, whilst he moans like the eager ass-slut he is. His final task, when I'm otherwise done with him, is to put on an entertaining wank show before he's sent to the shower to clean himself up.

My final appointment was an interesting one. This gentleman had been in for an introductory session with another Mistress previously, and wanted to explore his limits and take things a little further. I started by cuffing him into place on the bench in the Brass Dungeon and blindfolding him, then teasing him gently with light touches of fingernails, stockinged legs and hair. Slowly, I began to increase the pain factor, clawing his skin and pinching his amazingly sensitive nipples, adding a spank or a slap into the tease. His physical reactions were deliciously confused, as he objected verbally to the pain, but presented me with a rock hard cock the whole time.

Eventually, I flipped him onto his stomach, tying his balls to the bench behind him, and began to play with his ass. I slid toys into him as I teased his cock with glove-covered fingernails, occasionally yanking on the chain connecting his nipples or the rope on his testicles, or landing a sharp slap on his reddened ass cheek. The sensations built for him until finally he had to call mercy.

I untied him and let him lie on his back. I asked him to tell me what he had enjoyed and what he would like to try. It may have been my hand slowly playing with his cock as he tried to come up with an answer, but he couldn't seem to give me a coherent response. I carefully kept him on the edge until he was begging to be allowed to come, then demonstrated to him just how intense an orgasm can feel after two hours of pain play. The noises that came out of him were magnificent!

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