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  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – A Full Weight Surprise with @mistressreal !

    My long term devoted slaves are so lucky to have me in their lives.  I know them inside out and I know exactly how to get to them. However, I can’t always fulfil their fantasies directly but that doesn’t mean I wont fulfil them! Many of my slaves come to me because they can’t get what they crave and desire at home.  Often it is the case that their wives and partners would be freaked out if they knew the true scale of deviance in the minds of their husbands and boyfriends. And they’d 100% be jealous and unaccepting if they discovered that said partners were visiting me.  Fortunately for my slaves, I am not a jealous Mistress! It is only right that my slaves worship and adore me because I will go that extra mile for them, which includes bringing in the assistance of my amazing Mistress friend, when there is something I am unable to provide myself.

    Slave Taquin has always been a fan of breath play and face sitting and has expressed his desire to be pushed to the limits using a combination of both activities.  I have tried and failed to do this to this slave on a number of occasions because my bottom isn’t the right shape and size to do this to the full extent and Slave Taquin’s face doesn’t fit in it snuggly enough for me to restrict his breathing. So I enlisted the help of a woman who’s ass is famous for taking the breath away from any man; Mistress R’eal.  Slave Taquin had no idea what was coming to him and when he realised what was going on… it was all too much for him to contain himself! *evil laugh*


    Sunday was blog submission day as normal. What was much more important however was that it was only 24 hours to go until my final session of the year. Mistress had been winding me up about this session like never before. I could feel her excitement at whatever it was that she had planned for me growing as each day had gone by. If she had set out to mindfuck me it was certainly working! I love my sessions at the HOD. What I really mean by that is that I love time spent with Mistress. Whatever she decides to do to me, whether that is tormenting, painful, teasing, uncomfortable or pleasurable it is wonderfully personal and intimate. It is always special. But that doesn’t prevent me from becoming very apprehensive about what might happen. This week was no different.

    The only disappointment about the day of my session was that I had been unable to go ahead with the planned wrestling session with Princess. It was a great shame as I had been looking forward to it very much. I am hoping that Mistress might allow me to try again sometime in the New Year.

    I arrived at the HOD and was told to enter the lounge. Mistress was dressed in black leggings and a very sexy black bra. Her expression and stance was powerful and commanding. Mistress told me to show her what I had in my bag. I gave her my key safe, normal chastity device (I was currently locked in the Bon4), mobile phone and a Christmas card containing a Christmas gift for Mistress. She had previously received one gift from me. It was what she had asked for. It was a DVD burner that cost just £25. I didn’t think that that was sufficient to thank her for all that she does for me and so today was an opportunity to rectify that. Mistress put all of the items to one side to deal with later and ordered me upstairs to get undressed and then to go to the bedroom.

    I removed all of my clothes and was naked with the exception of the Chastity device firmly locked around Mistresses property. Mistress entered the bedroom and I detected a sparkle in her eyes. It is a sparkle that I love to see although I never know what it means for me (the last time I had seen her so happy with anticipation was the occasion when she had led me to the whipping bench to inflict a good thrashing!). What it does say to me is that Mistress is going to enjoy herself, and that makes me happy. I was told to sit on the side of the bed. Mistress put Lady Gaga on the Bose sound dock and started to dance enticingly in front of me as she unwound the bandage material that I knew was about to be used to block my vision. Mistress wrapped the bandage around my head until only darkness existed; she buckled the leather bondage mitts on my hands and told me to lie on my back on the bed as she chained my hands down to the sides and my ankles to bottom of it. And there I lay for the next 40 minutes or so listening to Lady Gaga and hoping desperately to hear the sound of Mistress coming back up the stairs. She had called up a couple of times to make sure that I was ok before eventually I heard the sound of her footsteps approaching. She spoke briefly as she entered the room and I twitched and moaned involuntarily as she ran her fingers so gently up and down the inside of my thigh and then oh so briefly across my balls. ‘You are sensitive today slave’ was all she said. I told her that I was absolutely desperate for her touch. I detected a warmth in her voice as she left the room saying ‘ don’t worry pet I will be back shortly’. I was so excited! It seemed to me that Mistress had acknowledged my plight and was going to be kind to me today. I just wanted to melt into that moment.

    Approximately ten minutes passed before I heard the sound of Mistress coming up the stairs once more. I heard the door open and in my blindfolded darkness heard Mistress ask if I was OK. I told her that I was now that she had come into the room. I felt Mistress place one knee alongside my shoulder as she started to climb onto the bed. Her other knee skimmed my chest as she straddled me. I felt her hands press down on my legs just above my knees, and realised that she must be facing down the bed. How wonderful. She leaned forward increasing the pressure downwards on her hands as I sensed her manoeuvring her hips up over my face. And then she sat down right on top of my nose and mouth. I realised that I could not breathe. Mistress has done this to me previously, and it is a sensation I enjoy, but she has never managed to completely prevent me from breathing. I always put it down to her beautifully pert backside! But today was different. I realised that she must be wearing something different today to form a better seal. This all sounds very rational, but it wasn’t really. I was struggling for air as Mistress waited for me to attempt to wriggle free, allowed me a snatched breath, and then sat back down again. I was intensely aroused and yet increasingly confused. I knew that something was different today but in my horny oxygen starved confusion I could not work out what was happening to me. Next came one of the singularly most exciting moments in my long slave life. I felt another pair of hands take hold of, and start to remove the chastity device! And instantly I recognised the touch of Mistress Deelight. And instantly I understood what was happening. I was under the control of two gorgeous dommes and the person so completely preventing me from breathing could only be Mistress R’eal. I should say at this point that I have never had the pleasure of sessioning with Mistress R’eal previously and most certainly hadn’t expected her to be teaming up with Miss Deelight today. I just managed to say ‘hello Mistress R’eal’ and to hear her reply ‘hello slave Taquin’ before she sat back down again and as Mistress Deelight started to stimulate the end of her property. It is impossible for me to express the tidal wave of excitement that hit me at that moment. I have always fantasised about being dominated by two powerful women, particularly if it was orchestrated by Miss Deelight. I have often fantasised about the total forced submission that is the result breath control and I constantly fantasise about the wonderful touch that only Miss Deelight can provide. All of these things came together in one moment of exquisite pleasure and I felt myself almost on the edge of orgasm. Mistress R’eal lifted herself briefly and allowed me to gasp a breath and then sat back down. As time had gone on she was progressively preventing my breathing for longer and longer. There are few things more exciting than the desperate need to take a breath being met by a Mistress who will make her own decisions about when she will allow you a brief gasp. I fought for breath but was powerless to resist. Mistress R’eal pushed down still harder; she was going to take me further this time. Miss Deelight started to work on the end of her property once again. And it was all too much for me. I wanted to tell her that I was about to cum but Mistress R’eal made that impossible. I felt it build and build, but could do nothing. Mistress R’eal lifted herself off my face, I took a huge gasp of air and said that I was about to cum. Miss Deelight removed her hand and told me not to. I tried to hold on but it was too late. It started to pump, and the Mistresses laughed and laughed. I had broken the golden rule of cumming without permission and had suffered the inevitable punishment of a ruin. And yes it hurt, but today it really didn’t matter.

    Miss Deelight and Mistress R’eal chatted between themselves and decided that they were going to go downstairs for 10 minutes for a quick break and would then return again. I lay on the bed alone once again and still constrained by the cuffs and chains and still blindfolded. My head was spinning from what had just happened. I knew what had just happened but didn’t understand how or why. The presence of Mistress R’eal had come as a wonderful surprise but a total shock. Whilst my mind spun my body had relaxed. As far as it was concerned it had had the orgasm that had been building up for the last 4 weeks regardless of it being a ruin. But my mind knew that a full on orgasm provided by Miss Deelight’s wonderful hands would be a spectacular experience and so I was thrilled to hear the sound of two wonderful dommes chatting happily as they came back up the stairs. I felt once again the sensation of Mistress R’eal straddling my chest before working herself up the bed to lower herself onto my face and prevent any chance of air entering my lungs unless she chose to allow it. I also felt the wonderful sensation of Miss Deelight getting onto the bed and sitting on my thighs in order that she could go to work on her property with a vibrator. It was of course slave heaven, but whether it was my body stating that one orgasm was all that it was capable of providing within a relatively short period of time, or my mind feeling some pressure to perform, the required erection never materialised. It was a shame after all of the trouble that had been gone to on my behalf but incredibly enjoyable and so memorable nonetheless. After a few more minutes the session was over. Mistress R’eal left the room and Miss Deelight released me from the cuffs and chains, told me to sit on the side of the bed and started to unwrap the blindfold from my head. As she did so she told me that today had been her Christmas present to me and that she had split the session fee with Mistress R’eal in order to make it happen. Mistress went on to tell me something that I know to be true from my own experience of her. She told me that she is not a jealous Mistress and that she knows that she can’t always give me just what I wanted. She did have a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face as she said it. In actual fact Mistress knows that she can exceed any expectations that I might ever have but there was some truth in it as well. Her actions today were totally selfless. (And it is an approach that most men can only dream of their wives or partners practicing on their behalf’s!) Mistress has reduced me to tears before through fear and pain but never before through kindness. Today as I muttered some totally inadequate words to try to express my gratitude I did feel a little tearful. And, as if what had just happened to me wasn’t enough, Mistress revealed one further kindness to me. She told me that she was going to allow me to go home today unlocked. That evening I was to go to bed, and with the thoughts of today’s session still fresh in my mind, I was to provide myself an orgasm. I would be allowed to sleep without a device on for the first time in many months before locking myself up again the following morning.

    And so I drove home just repeating the word Wow over and over. Wow for the whole experience, Wow for the moment when I felt the hands of my Mistress removing the device whilst her friend took my breath away (quite literally) but mostly Wow for the thoughtfulness of my Mistress. What an extraordinary thing to do for her slave. I did as I was instructed at bedtime and enjoyed an orgasm with the day’s events still swirling around in my mind.

    Despite this I still found myself woken in the early hours by an erection that just refused to go away! I think Mistresses property was making the most of its freedom. Once back in my workshop that morning I carried out my final instruction from the day before and locked myself back into the chastity device with the steel padlock provided by Mistress. (She had sent me home the day before with the emergency key locked away in the code controlled key safe as normal). Mistress told me that I was a ‘good boy’ when she saw the picture proving that I was locked once again. I enjoyed the moment and then tried to get on with my days work. My phone pinged and I could see that Mistress had sent me a video via WhatsApp. I eagerly clicked on the link and waited impatiently whilst it downloaded. After a couple of minutes the video started to play. I watched enthralled as a video of yours truly appeared on my screen. There I was strapped to the bed blindfolded and oblivious to what was about to happen. A couple of moment later Mistress R’eal came into shot and climbed up onto my chest. Mistress had, unbeknown to me, filmed those wonderful first few minutes of total mindfuck of this simple slave. Mistress R’eal looked like she was thoroughly enjoying herself. I watched it over and over again and became intensely horny. It normally takes a couple of days for such energy to return down below but not today!

    My phone pinged once again and this time it was a text from my vanilla lady friend wanting to know how my session had gone. We agreed a time to talk over the phone and later that morning we spoke. After a bit of time catching up about normal life I could tell that she could hardly contain herself any longer. ‘And so how was your special surprise?’ she asked. WTF! Did she know already? After a couple of minutes I realised that not only did she know what had happened, but more to the point she had known before it actually happened. It seems that my lovely vanilla friend and Mistress had been communicating in advance of my session. I am still not sure why this gets to me but it does. It feels like I am just being used as a plaything for the entertainment of two gorgeous, powerful women. What a lucky slave I am! She wanted to know everything. What exactly had happened, when I had realised what was going on, how it made me feel, everything. I explained as best I could and we laughed and marvelled at the ingenuity of Mistress. The one thing I didn’t say was that there was a video. As far as I am concerned if Mistress ever sends me a video it is a special gift for me alone. I knew that if I had mentioned it my vanilla friend would have wanted to see it and I would have had to explain that I could not pass it on without permission.

    And so when we finished our call I sent a text to Mistress. I explained my phone conversation with my vanilla friend and told her that I hadn’t divulged the existence of the video, but that I would like permission to send it to her. Mistress responded. ‘Lol. Oh she does! I sent it to her straight away.’ My friend had had the video all along, and not told me! I thought that this was very funny and rather hot.

    Mistress allowed me time to reflect for most of the rest of the week. We chatted quite a lot via text but on quite vanilla stuff. The thing that has come to the front of my mind this week is that it is not a contradiction for a Femdom Mistress to show kindness. Whilst some slaves might thrive on pain and suffering others like me need more of a nurturing Mistress (I too need to suffer for Mistress, but often in other ways). The risk is that I occasionally forget the fact that I am a slave and powerless in this relationship. But it doesn’t take much to remind me of my place. As I type these final words to you this week Mistress has just sent me a text to tell me that my Twitter access has been revoked. I have looked at my phone to find that Mistress has removed Twitter, safari and many other apps. Mistress has exerted her control once again.


  • Mousey, Speedy and a Double Domme Surprise!

    My very good friend Mistress R’eal and I were discussing our most devoted pets one day when we came up with the genius idea of giving them both a surprise double Domme session.  We arranged the date with our slaves as if each respective slave was coming to see their Mistress for a normal session.  We cleverly devised a cunning plan to ensure that neither slave would know the other was there nor would either slave be aware that another Mistress was there until just the right moment. Each stage of our plan was masterfully delivered with skill because both myself and Mistress R’eal know our slaves so well and also work in great harmony together.  The day could not have gone any better!  I instructed Mousey to write a full account of the session from his point of view……..

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    Miss Deelight and Mistress R’eal an evil genius duo.

    My latest visit to the HOD brought about a session that I most certainly never expected and I am most grateful to Mistress for all the planning that went into it. I would also like to add that I may have missed some things out due to the intense nature of the session.

    I arrive at my allotted time to be met by Mistress just the other side of the door looking fabulous in her lovely Pandora deluxe latex outfit, holding a cane and a manner that said she wasn’t in the mood for chit chat. This immediately turned me into my usual bumbling self as Mistress instructed me to strip and I almost fell over trying to get my shoes off. Once I had safely managed to present myself naked to Mistress and inform her of what I had brought with me, Mistress immediately informed me crawl up the stairs behind her making a squeaking noise (which sounded more like a pig than a mouse) and this caused Mistress to pause turn around and ask “What the fuck was that?” Once I got my squeaking right I continued to crawl up the stairs and into the bathroom. Mistress had today already removed the bathmat so I could enjoy the chilly floor of the bathroom and today provided me with some very nice classical music to listen to whilst chained to the toilet. As Mistress was fitting the mitts to my hands I realised that I had not complimented her on how delightfully shiny she looked today. Mistress responded with “Compliments won’t save you today mousey” and once finished with the mitts began fitting the bandage that forms a very effective blindfold. I quipped that Mistress didn’t look very shiny now. Mistress went to great lengths to ensure that I was completely blinded and could not see anything, she then helped me onto the floor and attached my wrists to the chain around the toilet. Mistress before leaving said that she wanted me in a very good headspace and relaxed before the session that she had planned whilst grinding her boot into my cock. This took me back to my message earlier in the day that Mistress had sent saying “boy oh boy have I got a session planned for you”. Mistress closed and locked the bathroom door and turned up the music a little more and there I lay for some time enjoying the music. A little while later the door opened and Mistress walked in and proceeded to crop my nipples and balls. Because I couldn’t see anything it seemed much harder than normal but I guessed that was how today was going to be. A short while later Mistress returned and fitted a bit gag in my mouth and then started to dig the heels of her boots into me, again seeming harder than she had ever done before and once again left. I was left to enjoy the music once again (which now seemed louder) and the garage across the road trying to get something to move on a car with a very big hammer.

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    When Mistress returned the next time, she removed my blindfold and because it was so effective it took me a while to readjust my eyes and when they did I had a massive shock for stood in the landing was a very stern looking Mistress R’eal and attached to the bannister was a slightly worried looking slave speedy. As I didn’t get my mouth and brain in gear my gagged mouth let out “oh shit”. I had heard nothing as to what was going on. Mistress then came back into the bathroom and sat on the toilet above me removed the gag and explained that Mistress R’eal had been there all along and that it was Mistress R’eal that had gagged me, ground her heels into me and cropped my balls. (This explains the different feeling). I was shaking inside as Mistress explained all this and it also emerged that speedy had no idea that Miss Deelight or me were going to be at his session and it was Mistress that had tied him to the bannister not Mistress R’eal. Apparently both Mistress’s had been planning this for weeks and because neither myself or speedy had recognised that it wasn’t our relevant Mistress’s doing things to us we were going to be punished. Both Mistress’s pointed out that we had better not let either of them down, there would be no talking without permission and with that left us attached to consider our fates. Once downstairs all I could hear was the sound of both Mistress’s laughing at the success of their cunning plan. Both me and speedy remained very tight lipped not wanting to add further to what was about to come our way. All I could do was lie there and shake in fear thinking “Oh fuck”.

    When both Mistress’s had composed themselves the inevitable sound of determined heels returned up the stairs where we were both released from our bonds and both instructed to wait on our hands and knees in the bathroom as our punishment was explained to us. This was quite simple one slave would choose an implement and an amount that the other slave was going to receive and vice versa. To avoid any slave comradery the Mistress would give the choosing slave the choice of implement and the number of strokes. We were both then instructed to crawl down the stairs backwards pausing for photos and then kneel in front of the whipping bench.

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    Too choose who went first it was heads or tails. (I chose Heads and lost) Speedy was then placed in the cage and I had to kneel in front of him and look each other in the eye whilst he chose between a nasty looking double strand whip, a cane or a wooden paddle. I looked up at speedy in a pleading way and he chose the cane for me (a few months ago the thought of taking the cane cold would have scared me but now I was very happy with his choice. Well done Speedy). Then it was a choice of strikes either 6,12 or 18. This would be administered by both Mistress’s so in effect 12,24 or 36. Speedy chose 12 which was kind. So, over the bench for Mistress to administer the first set and I had to thank speedy for each one. I struggled with the first 4 but after that I got my head around it and the 12 were duly delivered.

    20161104_125738840_iosThen came the hard bit the next set delivered by Mistress R’eal (I don’t want to take anything away from Mistress but Mistress R’eal wielding a cane scares me) First blow and this time I had to count back from 12 and thank speedy. The 12 were duly delivered and fortunately I didn’t lose count.

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    It was then my turn to stand in the cage and chose for speedy. Mistress R’eal didn’t give me as much of a choice it was either the Senior Dragon cane or a thin stingy cane (I feel very lucky Mistress didn’t offer that up for me), I chose the Senior Dragon. Then the choice was either 18 or 24 so I chose the least I could 18 and then stood back and watched as each Mistress metered out speedy’s allocation, it was also interesting to watch the different techniques used by both Mistress’s and explains why the sensation on the bum feels different.

    20161104_131039026_ios 20161104_131046473_ios-editOnce it was over I was released from the cage and speedy was released from the bench and we were both instructed to kneel to hear our next activity. I would also like to mention that throughout the time I was constantly told off for having a smile or smirk on my face, this was more nervous hysteria than disrespect and I just want to laugh at the hopeless situation I am in. No matter how much the pain is or how horrible the humiliation I just want to laugh as this is my way of dealing with it. This can however look like I am making light of the situation but I am not.

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    Our next challenge was a nipple clamp tug of war. Both of our hands were tied behind our backs and our respective Mistress’s attached nipple clamps crisscrossed between our nipples. We were then told to tension them for a picture and then instructed to walk sideways into the other room do a 360 degree turn and then walk back for the final tug. Luckily for me Mistress attached them to my nipples and not behind them and once the tug happened whilst not exactly without pain they do slide off much easier leaving speedy with them still attached to his nipples.

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    The next challenge which is boot licking, the only boot licking I have done is mud off of Mistress’s boots in a wet muddy field nearly two years ago. Mistress R’eal had just won an award for one of her boot licking films and speedy was the boot licker. I get off to a bad start because I am kissing not licking but to be fair this is only the second time I’ve licked Mistress’s boots and I’m already very nervous and probably do a rubbish job and as Mistress said at the time she doesn’t want me and my germs that near to her. We then swap Mistress’s and of course speedy does the best job and to be fair boot licking isn’t really my thing (being kicked in the balls and trampled by then is).20161104_133554636_ios

    Both Mistress decide that both our bums are not red enough and decide to now give us a paddling so with speedy on the cross and me on the bench aided by some music playing at a fast beat we both get 6 each in quick succession and then the Mistress’s swap over. I have no idea how many sets there were but each set hurt and there was no let up until the song finished. It was a long 3 or 4 minutes that’s for sure and nothing gentle about it. Once it was over we were both instructed to crawl back upstairs grab a towel each and place them on the bondage bed and kneel waiting either side. 20161104_134700393_ios 20161104_134642850_ios

    It was probably only a few minutes until that thump of boots on the stairs signalled more doom. Speedy was attached at one end of the bed and me the other with us both very close to each other in certain areas. Mistress then produced 2 sets of scissor clamps one set on my balls and one set on speedy’s and joined them with rope. Mistress R’eal thought we weren’t making enough noise until Mistress pointed out that she hadn’t clamped them tight yet. With the inevitable click that immediately got us both squirming both Mistress’s were happy and then Mistress R’eal very kindly lit a candle but not to enhance the mood but to dribble over our (slightly to close to each other) cock and balls. Because we were both coping with it quite well both Mistress’s upped the pain level until we were both squirming around and both Mistress’s thought it would be amusing if we then started calling out each other’s names as if in the throes of passion. With the candle wax dripping, almost none stop it certainly had some effect. I’m not sure if the candle ran out but finally it stopped and both Mistress’s retreated downstairs and left us to ‘enjoy’ being so close to each other.

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    When both Mistress’s returned a little while later dressed in normal clothes and announced we were going out I had a bit of a panic. We were released from the bed and instructed to get dressed. I needed the toilet and Mistress told me to be quick or hold it in. Try as I might the nerves prevented me from going and I had a bit of a panic about what was coming next and didn’t want to leave the bathroom. Mistress shouting up the stairs to get on with it made me give up and go downstairs. Mistress then produced 3 cable ties, put one around speedy’s right wrist and one around my left wrist and then joined them both together.

    20161104_140838790_ios We were then informed we were going for a walk and told to head out the door and head in the same direction I had trodden only weeks before. Luckily it was a Friday and it was much quieter today. When we caught up with both Mistress’s who had taken a shorter route speedy and I were told to hold hands and walk down the road. I find it amazing that we walked past quite a few people and no one gave us a second look. We just kept on walking and heard a whistle and looked around to be beckoned back, we turn around still holding hands and then I decide it would be fun to skip past the Mistress’s holding hands. Speedy however didn’t think this was a good idea but I was off and he had to follow. He of course was proved correct because as we merrily skipped past both Mistress’s, Mistress R’eal pointed out that we seemed to be enjoying it too much. As we walked back to the HOD speedy said “I told you it wasn’t a good idea, don’t give Mistress R’eal any reason to make it harder” too late it was done and we returned safely to the HOD and cut free from our ties. Speedy went off for an orgasm and I got another 12 of the cane from Mistress (It may seem strange but the cane brings me greater enjoyment than an orgasm). It was funny to hear Mistress R’eal telling speedy that whilst he was getting relief I was having more pain and with that I could hear speedy moaning not in pleasure but pain.

    I was then instructed to help tidy up whilst speedy had a shower and then it was great to all have a laugh about the events and how much planning and skulduggery had gone on between both Mistress’s, including hiding Mistress R’eal’s car so I had no idea she was there. Mistress R’eal did warn me that I should be careful about enjoying things too much in her company and to be sure that both Mistress’s will be plotting something much worse if or when there is a next time (GULP).

    I would like as ever to thank Mistress and Mistress R’eal for their planning and execution (pun intended) of the day and going about it with great vigour. I would also like to thank Slave Speedy for enjoying the torment as much as I did.