• Tag Archives Financial Slavery
  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – Phone Pest

    This is the week of my first ever 5 hour session. I am of course really looking forward to it but inevitably nervous. I know that Mistress can play with my head, my body and my emotions. I really don’t know how I will cope with 5 hours’ worth of attention.

    At the end of last week Mistress had planted the seed of an idea in my head. By Sunday the inevitable had happened. The seed had not only germinated, but it had grown into a giant evil Triffid in my mind! The seed was the concept of an electric shock device attached to Mistresses property remotely controlled by her through the internet. The Triffid was the email that I subsequently sent her on the subject of how such a device could be used against me whilst alone in my workshop, before then progressing into many other foolish areas that I daren’t repeat again here. As of Tuesday, Mistress had not mentioned anything about it. I really don’t know if that means that she hasn’t yet had time to read it, has read it and consigned it to her ‘Taquins drivel’ folder or is considering its contents.

    And it was on Tuesday morning that I received one of the most exciting instructions from Mistress that I have ever received. It was ‘Today you must go for a 3 mile walk’. I gasped as I read it and Mistresses property went ballistic. To those of you who crave a morning instruction of ‘wrap 4 elastic bands tightly around you balls and beat them 100 times with freshly picked nettles’ or ‘put on your finest summer frock and walk up your local high street’ this might seem odd, lol! But to me this is the ultimate distance control. I had been instructed to do something very simple. There was absolutely no opportunity to do anything but complete the task as instructed. (It was to be recorded by the ‘Map my Walk’ app that Mistress has loaded on my phone). The task had been set by my Mistress as a kindness to help me to get fit. It was a task that was easy for Mistress to set and didn’t mean that I was using up too much of her valuable time. I knew that it was only the beginning and that Mistress would push me to achieve my fitness goals. I knew that Mistress would not let me falter as the cold wet winter days weakened my personal resolve. She was on my side.

    I set off for the horniest morning walk that I had ever experienced! Every step was being done for Mistress and each was a measure of her care for me as her slave. It was really quite blissful. Coincidentally Mousey sent me a ‘how are you’ email as I reached the half way mark. I replied and explained my morning. Within the next hour Mousey was also set some exercise tasks and within the next 24 hours Mistress had created and rolled out ‘Map my Slave’! This is an online tool created by Mistress within which she can set daily and weekly exercise tasks for her slaves

    On Wednesday Mistress made a quick (virtual) visit to workshop in the morning and told me that she would return later to ‘have some fun’ and that i should ‘be very scared’. Whilst Mistress never did come back that day it had the effect that Mistress desired. I was indeed scared all day and even considered going back into the house to do other stuff for the rest of the day.

    On Thursday Mistress decided to play with me. It left me confused and a little scared, just the way that she likes her slaves! I was working alone in my workshop at the time. It started with a ‘private number’ call to my mobile. I picked it up and answered it before I realised that it was probably an annoying spam call. The moment I answered it the call went dead. And then it rang again. I ignored it, and again, and again and again. All in quick succession. At this point I suspected that it was Mistress trying to wind me up. I also suspected that she was enjoying watching me through her spy cameras set up in my workshop. I put the phone to mute and carried on with my work. I could still hear the occasional ‘buzz’ as it vibrated to tell me of yet another call. I got on with my work as best I could whilst glancing across at my phone frequently .

    A moment later the main house phone rang. I have a handset in the workshop but normally leave it to Mrs Taquin to answer any calls in the house. It stopped after two rings and I knew that Mrs Taquin had indeed picked it up. A moment later the house phone rang again. Once again Mrs Taquin picked it up. And again, and again! Next time I was ready and picked it up myself using the handset in the workshop. It went dead immediately just like my mobile had done. I did ‘1471’ only to be told that it was a withheld number. Now I was sure that it must be Mistress. Why else would I be receiving such calls to my mobile and home number at the same time?

    Note to other slaves considering their desired level of control:

    Choose carefully. If you have a ‘no limits’ contract with Miss Deelight as I have then you should be aware that Mistress has balls the size of a testosterone crazed Bull! She will not flinch at making calls to your wife (not to expose you, what use is an exposed slave to Mistress? but to scare you), calling at your house, send you stuff in the post, or doing whatever else she decides is required to impose her will on you. Beware!

    I sent Mistress a WhatsApp telling her that I knew what was going on. The regular calls continued. I talked out loud to Mistress in my workshop suspecting that she was silently watching me. No one answered. I went inside the house to see how Mrs Taquin was coping. As I walked through the door the first thing she said was ‘why is this phone ringing every 30 seconds? Every time I pick it up it goes dead’. We discussed it for a couple of minutes during which time it rang twice! I suggested that it must be one of those automated call center’s that must be having a funny five minutes. Luckily, she went out in the car for about 10 minutes and so I went back to the workshop. The calls continued. I tried to ignore them. At one time both my mobile and the house phone were ringing at the same time. Mrs Taquin returned home just as the house phone rang once again. We had another discussion about it. I carried on with my work. The calls continued. I was worried that Mrs Taquin might be getting really annoyed by it and in the end, I cracked (as Mistress knew I would have to) and sent Mistress another WhatsApp asking her to stop.

    The calls continued for a few minutes and then I finally got the reply from Mistress that read ‘???’. I replied and explained that I was getting multiple nuisance calls and that Mrs Taquin was getting twitchy. Mistress replied that she was having a nice family afternoon and that it was nothing to do with her!!! At this point my stressed slave mind went into minor melt down. I apologised profusely to Mistress and wished her a happy afternoon with her family. She responded ‘I should think so to’. I had been told off and put in my place. I felt guilty. I stood in my workshop and wondered what the hell was going on. The phone continued to ring. But a bit less frequently. I tried to think things through. I concluded that, as it was happening on both of my phones, that it must be something to do with Mistress. Mistress then tweeted that she was having a lovely afternoon of R&R with her family. Like the weak-minded slave that I am, I believed her. I was so confused (or I believe the technical term is mind fucked!). I sought other explanations. Maybe it really was a dysfunctional call center that had both of my numbers. I even considered the possibility that Mousey had been instructed to make the call (sorry Mousey) in Mistresses absence. In the end the calls subsided.

    Eventually Mistress tweeted what fun that she was having winding both myself and Mousey up. Apparently if I had done 1471 on one of the calls I would have heard a number. If I had called that number I would have been transferred directly to Mousey. Now that would have been confusing and amusing in equal measure if we had worked out who we were each talking to.

    Once I realised that I had been mind-fucked by Mistress yet again her property went into overdrive. She really is one ballsy and frightening woman. And I love her for that.

    And then in a perfect example of the highs and lows of servitude I received a terrible text at the end of the evening. Mistress was unwell! This was terrible for two reasons. I felt really sorry for Mistress who had apparently picked up some violent sickness bug and I felt sorry for myself as it meant that my 5 hours session that was due to take place the following day would have to be postponed. How unfair for both of us!

    The following day was spent checking on Mistresses wellbeing and trying to rearrange my session and everything that had been planned around it. By late afternoon I had done just that and had heard that Mistress was feeling a little better. Mousey kindly checked in to see how I was also which was very kind. Mistress decided to ease her boredom by demanding to setup my new app controlled key safe. This she duly did and finished the process by telling me to lock the bon4 device that I had been wearing for some time with a steel padlock and to place the key into the new key safe. As I did both things I started to feel better. Even when Mistress is unwell she still thinks of her slaves and finds new ways to take them even deeper under her control.

    I should say, by the way, that as the week progressed I continued to carry out the walking task set by Mistress. I had been instructed to complete 3 x 3mile walks in my first week. This was actually a significant increase on what I had been doing for the previous year (I had got so lazy!) but was actually less than I could comfortably achieve. And so, like the smart arse lemming that I am, by the end of the week, I had smashed the target set. Instead of doing the 9 miles set I had actually done over 16 miles. This was of course a school boy error of the greatest magnitude.

    On Saturday I exchanged emails with Mousey to discover that she too had placed an order for an app controlled key safe. I look forward to hearing how Mistress decides to use it to make Mouseys life even more challenging.

    I asked Mistress if I could try to break into the key safe using the app located on my phone. She said yes, I found that it had been put under the control of Qustodio and that I was once again easily beaten by the techgoddess.

    I did some work on the mapmyslave spreadsheet to try to help Mistress. She thanked me for it and told me that I would now be required to help her with it each week. And then she set my new walking goals for next week. 5 x 4 mile walks! And 20 stomach crunches a day! My school boy error had come home to roost. Both goals set Mistresses property pulsing. The walking targets are definitely stretching and will help me a great deal. The mapmywalk app will ensure that I have no choice but to complete them. The real surprise was the stomach crunch target. When asking for Mistresses help with my weight and fitness I had deliberately not asked her for any other exercise targets apart from walking. The fact that she is now going to make me do other stuff as well has pushed me into a dribbling dither. I know it will do me good and I know that Mistress knows all about training and fitness having previously pushed herself to the limit. It appears that I have now been stripped of any say in what I will be required to do. I wouldn’t want it any other way.

    This morning I awoke to two communications from Mistress. One was a copy of an email invitation to an ‘invitation only’ xmas party at the HOD. And the other was a WhatsApp telling me that my attendance was mandatory. The first communication filled my mind with horror and the second sent Mistresses property ballistic inside its cage. Mistress knows me so well. She knows that I will find mingling with other slaves difficult (it is not that I am antisocial, honestly! It is just that I have only ever wanted to session with women present) but she also knows that I am at my most submissive and horniest when being told what to do.

    And then to illustrate this point further I have been told that I must complete this blog by 2pm today and to do so with my butt plug in place and wearing my lace panties. Mistress has also confirmed that I must do it in the garage in order that she can check my compliance. I am of course doing just that now, unsure of whether Mistress is reading this as I type it (can she do that? I really don’t know) or maybe she is watching me via the spy camera? All I do know is that I seem to be dribbling so much that I risk dehydration whilst feeling totally submissive and in love with my Mistress. What a nice Sunday it is. And I have a 5 hours session to look forward to in less than a week!

  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – Spending on Control

    Sunday was blog day as always. But today I was required to do something else. I was required to send Mistress an additional email with any thoughts and ideas I might have for my 5hr session at the end of the month. This is difficult! It is such a rare opportunity to suggest things for a session. I wanted to use it to suggest something new rather than just falling back onto some of the wonderful experiences that Mistress has treated me to previously. It was also an opportunity to suggest a couple of things that I had thought about but never dared to suggest before. In the end, I suggested a piece of equipment that I had not experienced before, but that Mistress seems particularly enthusiastic about currently, an activity that I had always enjoyed watching in my small array of fetish videos and weight loss management!

    I am aware that Mistress has helped other slaves to manage their weight and fitness and had for a long time wanted to ask her to help me. It is a big decision though. I know it will involve a pretty significant change in my diet and will also involve me doing a lot more exercise than I currently do. I also know that Mistress will ensure that I do what is necessary. There is no way out now.

    On Monday Mistress asked which device I had on. I told her which one and then heard no more on the subject until just before bedtime. Mistress sent me a text that just said ‘take your device off’. It is an unusual instruction and set my mind racing. Why? Was I going to be allowed an orgasm? If not what was the plan? You just never know with Mistress. But then I realised that there was one pretty fundamental problem with carrying out the instruction. The device was locked on with a steel padlock and Mistress hadn’t provided me the code to the key safe. I sent Mistress a text asking for the code, but went to bed shortly afterward without hearing back from her.

    Tuesday turned out to be a pretty momentous day for many reasons.

    Firstly, Mistress reminded me that it was the day that she was going to take over my new laptop. It always makes me feel scared and submissive when I watch Mistress lock down my pc, apply her own passwords, take over admin control and start to load on the software that she will use to restrict me.

    Then she instructed me to look at something called a Dreamlover 2000. I discovered that it is an electric shock device that has its electrodes placed inside a chastity device. The website is spectacularly frightening for the male species. It describes its products as a ‘male management system’. In its most expensive versions, it is totally mobile, app-controlled and can do things like sense if it has been removed without permission or even the angle of the wearer’s body. As an example of the potential power, it has, among many other things, something called Canine mode. I have copied and pasted a section of the website that explains what this is….

    The canine mode feature enforces quadrupedal locomotion. Pulses are delivered in quick succession when the receiver is not held horizontal (parallel to the ground) and facing downwards. In combination with a securely fastened waistband, the canine mode allows you to temporarily revoke upright locomotion rights with powerful psychological effect on the male being trained. On the Pro model, Canine mode is preceded by a non-configurable “silent command” to alert the wearer this mode is being entered. The wearer has approximately 3 seconds to assume the canine position before pulse delivery begins.

    I have to confess that the whole concept of such a technology being available to Mistress is a huge turn on. If anyone could use it to force total slave compliance then it is Mistress. I imagined its use whilst Mistress watched the effects whilst I was alone in my workshop. She would have so much fun! But then I looked at the price $1900 dollars!!! It seems that this particular devilish device will have to wait.

    And then Mistress started to talk about linking exercise targets (monitored by an app) with an internet controlled key-safe. The first impact of this was to make me take a deep breath. It meant that she had read my email concerning my next session (oh what have I done!) and that she was going to ensure that I did the necessary exercise to aid my weight loss (again, oh what have I done!!). The second impact was to wonder what Mistress could do with an internet controlled key-safe. I am still not sure.

    And then I had to go and meet Mistress to make my final payment for my submission to her for the whole of 2018. We met and I handed over the remaining £1000 that I owed together with 2 Viagra that she needed for a session the following day. But probably even more significant than this was the fact that I handed over my old laptop. It had died but then miraculously come back to life a few days later. Mistress had told me that she wanted to use it to see if she could break out of the lockdown control that she had put on it, without the use of her passwords. I’m sorry fellow TeamViewer slaves. If Mistress can’t break out of her own technological bonds, then neither will we. What I hadn’t realised though, until after I had handed it over, is that Mistress wants to use it to develop her PC and Network hacking skills. We are truly doomed.

    Before I left her Mistress unlocked my chastity device and told me to remove it. I still didn’t know why but did as I was instructed.

    It didn’t take long to find out. Following a quiet day on Wednesday I received a simple task from Mistress on Thursday morning. I was to edge on the hour every hour for the rest of the day. I was to report to her each successful edge and was reminded that there was to be no cumming!

    To be allowed to touch Mistresses property is indeed a rare treat. But to edge it continuously is both torturous and difficult to do. Knowing that you are not allowed to take yourself to a completed orgasm is really challenging. Past experience told me that there would be a real risk of edging too far and starting to cum. Even just a little cum appearing is forbidden and yet I knew that I had to edge properly. My solution was to tell Mistress that I would be doing it in my garage in a place where the spy camera could see me. I have no desire for Mistress to see me wank (I bet it isn’t her favorite activity either lol), I actually find it embarrassing. I did want to make sure that I didn’t have any accidents, however. The thought that she ‘could’ be watching was actually very effective. I edged 11 times altogether and didn’t cum once. I would like to say that it didn’t get to me too much, but I would be lying through my teeth. It had a spectacular effect on my desire to please! By the end of the day, I had bought Mistress a £80 dash cam, bought ‘myself’ a £170 wifi controlled key-safe as directed by Mistress and sent a £50 voucher to a Findom Goddess who specializes in Blackmail (with Mistresses permission of course). Not only that, I had twice asked Mistress if I would be allowed to complete my final edge at 10pm and take it through to a mind-blowing orgasm. And Mistress had twice ignored my request.

    On Friday my instruction was to lock myself back up this time with the Bon4m. The second I did this and had sent Mistress the picture her property started to dribble uncontrollably. Edging had really got to me the day before but being locked up again had just made it so much worse.

    Later on Friday my laptop screen went black and I thought that Mistress was on there making changes. I stood and watched for ages but nothing happened. I wondered if it had crashed. In the end, I gave the power button a press and the screen sprang to life. On it I saw the settings screen for my household broadband/wifi router. WTF! Mistress was doing something but I really had no idea what she was intent on doing. I watched for a moment and then decided to walk away. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to stop her and actually didn’t want to know what it was she was doing. I was certain that I would find out soon enough. I went inside the house and tried to get on with another task. A couple of minutes later Mistress requested the Router master passcode. Meekly I sent it to her. During this time the fear was building up inside me. What if Mistress took over the home network? There are several of us who use it for work and for pleasure. What if she disabled it and made demands for its reinstatement? I love being totally at the mercy of Mistress and the whole experience made me even hornier than I had felt at any time the previous day. I sometimes wonder why I love Mistress most when I fear her most. I think it is the fact that, at those times, I am totally dependent on her to look after me and keep me safe. She has my life in her hands and I have no control.

    In the end, Mistress disclosed that she hadn’t completed whatever she had set out to do and so I breathed a sigh of relief
    Her property calmed down a few moments later.

  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – Committed for a Year!

    A couple of weeks ago something happened that proved the ultimate act of submission by a slave, both financially and psychologically.  Slave Taquin committed to serve me on a monthly basis for the next 12 months.  “How did he do this?”, I hear you ask.  I am going to tell you.

    I know slave Taquin very well.  Readers of this blog will recall that I probably know him better than he knows himself.  I know him inside and out.  Every mark on his body and every dark pathway inside his mind. I have explored, controlled and conquered it all. I also know much about his vanilla life too.  All this information has been consensually extracted over the past couple of years and I have used this knowledge to perfectly groom my slave in every way.

    A few months ago, during a session and further through text message conversations, I told my slave that he must commit to serve me for another 12 months starting in January 2017. I told him that he must start saving his spare income and working harder to earn the money to pay for 12 months worth of sessions and distance control in one go. He knew he had no choice because of all that I have on him, and so my slave saved and saved. (Note to reader: the blackmail aspect of this scenario is totally consensual, though my slave would never dare to test it by way of defiance!)

    The ultimate act of submission took place via Teamviewer, where I logged into my slaves internet banking (whilst he had the input disabled on his pc in order that he could not stop me) and transferred a large 4 figure sum of money to my own bank account.  As soon as I finalised the transfer, my slave knew there was no going back.  Well technically there is; he can withdraw from service at any time but I don’t give refunds! lol. He won’t withdraw his service though, because he knows that I have a fantastic year of sessions planned for him! Keep reading to hear Taquin’s account of this event…

    I will concentrate this week on one momentous morning in particular. For those who follow Mistresses Twitter profile you will know already what I am talking about. It was this week that Mistress ensured that I will remain enslaved to her until January 2018. And yes I do mean 2018! Of course it has been done with my total consent. Mistress is totally responsible and professional in everything that she does. But somehow she makes me desperate to submit further and deeper as every day goes by. This week was a perfect example of this. I had known of my fate for some time. I had agreed to prepay for twelve, two and a half hour sessions. I had agreed to prepay for daily distance control, enforced chastity, PC and Phone control. I had agreed to submit to Mistresses total control of my fetish existence. I had agreed to all of this knowing that once completed there would be no know going back. But up until this week I hadn’t actually taken that final step and paid over what is a substantial amount of money.

    It was on Monday that I received a text from Mistress that told me that I was to wear my collar and to bring my butt-plug to my session the following week. But it was in that same text that Mistress informed me that she required me to commit to the next 12 month contract in advance of my session. Apparently she would allow me to watch her transfer the funds from my bank account to hers as she was going to access my PC using TeamViewer. She informed me that I would be unable to stop her doing anything that she wished as she would lock out my keyboard whilst moving the funds. The text sent me into a dithering dribbling state for 3 reasons. Firstly I was conscious that Mistress required payment (and therefore my absolute commitment to her) in advance of my next session. Was this additional leverage going to be used against me in some way? Secondly because Mistress had made it clear that I was going to be powerless to prevent her taking what was now rightfully hers. And thirdly that Mistress had finished her text by telling me that, if I was very good, I might be allowed to remove the device and stroke myself very slowly whilst she transferred the monies. I do of course understand that this is a case of classic conditioning. Mistress allows me pleasure to reinforce my good behaviour. I know this but it makes no difference at all. Mistress allows me to touch her property no more than 3 or 4 times in a year now. It is such a rare treat!

    And as if this wasn’t enough to ensure that thoughts of my submission to Mistress filled every dark corner of my mind she then sent me a gorgeous picture of herself in beautiful black lingerie. I joked with her about the possibility that I might spontaneously cum in my device. Unfortunately this is a physical impossibility as far as I am concerned. The only time that I have ever cum in a device is when Mistress forced me to do so with the use of a large vibrator at the HOD.

    Mistress has ensured my desperation this week by allowing me continued access to Twitter. She knows what it does to me when she uses it as a tool to tease me with. My desperation intensified when I asked for permission to read the blogs that Mistress was posting on her website (I could see from Twitter the titles of what she was posting). Her response was a simple, firm and slightly dismissive ‘Nope’. I am never sure if this is a win, win scenario or a lose, lose! By that I mean that I really wanted to know what Mistress had blogged. I wanted to read what she had said at the beginning of my blogs and I wanted to read those of her other slaves. But I also get so excited when Mistress exerts her authority by denying me. The net result was to leave me a desperate dribbling mess, but I still hadn’t been allowed onto her website.

    By the time I sent my Thursday morning text to Mistress she had me just where she needed me, desperate for even more attention, whatever it entailed. Following a short exchange of texts Mistress tweeted to all her followers that ‘today is the day that Slave Taquin commits financially and mentally to me for 12 long months of torment’. It was around mid morning when Mistress sent me a text to tell me that she was waiting for me. I hurried into my workshop and looked at my PC screen. Mistress had arrived! The notes page was open and the camera was on. I sat in front of it and saw the image of myself staring back at me. As normal Mistress could see me but I wasn’t allowed to see her. The cursor moved on my screen and Mistress started to type instructions on the notes page.

    ‘Ok pet, you may remove your device and start stroking yourself very slowly’. I eagerly did as instructed, put the device down and took hold of Mistresses property for the first time in many months. It responded as it should. It can never feel as good as when Mistress works her magic on it but the sensation was wonderful nonetheless. I looked back up at my screen to find my banking screen open and to see my cursor hovering between my personal vanilla accounts and my business accounts. I typed into the notes page the name of the account where I had been depositing my ‘fetish savings’ over the previous 12 months. It also contained my savings for the tax man and so when Mistress told me that she was about to empty all of its contents with the exception of £200 I told her that would cause me a big problem! It was an illustration of the power she held over me at that moment. Of course I knew that she was just winding me up. Mistress can make me do whatever she wants. She doesn’t need to abuse her position. And apart from that Mistress plays the ‘long game’. She knows that she can keep me as her slave for whatever time she chooses. She would never abuse that position for a ‘quick buck’.

    ‘here we go slave, your commitment starts now…… stroke for me nice and slow while I take my dues’. I tried to type something into notes as a response but found myself frozen out from my PC. This was it!!!
    I just watched and stroked as Mistress moved the cursor quickly and expertly around my screen. I could do nothing now but stroke and watch as Mistress took what was now rightfully hers. I watched as she opened my account, located the payments option, selected her account, entered the amount, hovered briefly over the submit button (teasing me with the finality of it all) and clicked. It was done. My account balance was significantly reduced and I was fucked! OMG!
    It was at this moment that I realised that I had been slowly stroking the whole time, and I was so close to orgasm. Without releasing my precious grip I used the other hand and sent Mistress a text. ‘Please may I cum Mistress?’ in that moment it seemed like a reasonable request. It would have been the most expensive orgasm in my life! Mistress opened up notes again on my screen and typed ‘Nope’. ‘Wait until your boner to go down and then put the Bon4 on’. ‘I want you to feel the full weight of your commitment to me’. ‘and send me a photo as proof’.
    And so within a few minutes I had locked myself up and sent the picture, showing the number of the coded lock, to Mistress. I was trapped once again. Mistress then took the time to put me firmly in my place. She started gently by telling me how proud she was of me. I glowed with satisfaction. And concluded with ‘It gives you so much pleasure because I am the only woman who truly knows you and who truly knows how to expertly use that knowledge to manipulate and control you’. This last point is the ultimate truth. I have told Mistress so much and she has extracted so much from me. This knowledge provides her with the foundation that she needs. But the most important thing is that Mistress has empathy. She understands me and how to control me with my own weaknesses.
    I thanked Mistress for being willing to take me on for another year. I told her how much I was looking forward (desperate!) to seeing her the following week at the HOD. She concluded by telling me that she also ‘looked forward to it in so many ways, and for so many reasons’ – what did Mistress mean by this??!! – and then signed off with ‘happy head fuck’.
    And that is how my week has concluded. I have a session next week. Mistress has gone out of her way to tell me that it is ‘a big day’ for me. She is obviously relishing the prospect of whatever she has planned and I am trembling in terrifying nerve jangling anticipation!

  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – “I’ll Discuss it Tomorrow”

    For those of you who are avid readers of my blog and of Slave Taquin’s journey, you will probably have assumed that the proverbial noose couldn’t get much tighter.  Your assumption is wrong.  I am slowly but surely squeezing the life out of my slave, he is now starting to choke on his own lewd fantasies.  Will I ever allow him some air?  Of course! But only so’s that I can revel in tightening my grip again and again!


    Today I don’t know which way to turn. I have been allowed (having paid my emotional and financial dues – more on that shortly) access to my fetish world through my PC and Phone for the first time in weeks. I haven’t even been allowed access to the only app through which I am able to talk with my vanilla lady friend for some time. It has left me void of fetish fun, but so desperate to have it.

    And so here I am knowing that I must take the opportunity to write this blog but whilst being compelled to contact my lady friend, find out if Sissy Mouse is ok, read all of the blogs on Mistresses website and bury myself in the joys of Twitter. I am like a child looking under the tree on Christmas morning! But here goes on the blog….

    ‘I will discuss it with you tomorrow’

    It not so much what Mistress says but how she says it that really gets to me. It could just have easily been ‘we will talk about it tomorrow’ or even ‘let’s chat it over during your session’. But no, it was enough for me to know what the outcome was going to be. And I was going to lose. The subject in question was whether or not I would be allowed to remove my device during a weekend away on a small boat with a mate. Dealing with the need to pee whilst wearing a device in such situations is so difficult hence my request to remove it. At the end of a short exchange on the subject I received the ‘I will discuss it with you tomorrow’ text. As is often the case my poor slave head was confused. Fetish Taquin wanted Mistress to be tough and to make sure I remained locked and denied, vanilla Taquin worried about how he would manage to conceal the device from his friend. This morning I read a blog intro where Mistress said that she knew a particular slave well enough to make decisions for him. It feels like Mistress has adopted that approach with me also, and deep down I am pleased. How can I crave a lack of control and then try to set boundaries? It wouldn’t be real. I didn’t respond to Mistresses text for some time but just before going to bed I sent her the text that conceded. I asked her not to release me. Her reply? ‘I didn’t intend to’.

    The following day was one that I had looked forward to for many weeks. My previous session had had to be cancelled and so today was going to be the first time that I had seen Mistress in over 6 weeks. Better still it was going to be my first ever 5hr session. I actually worried whether or not I would be able to cope with Mistresses attentions for that long. But as far as I was concerned it was a fabulous worry to have.

    I arrived at the HOD to be welcomed by Mistress looking stunning in a beautiful summer dress. Being dominated by a pretty young lady rather than a ‘dominatrix’ is so exciting. The dress that Mistress had chosen (kindly purchased by another slave if I remember correctly) is the perfect complement to her perfect curves.

    I was instructed to enter the lounge and present Mistress with whatever I had brought with me. Firstly I gave her a small gift of appreciation to acknowledge two years under her control. I then gave her my key safe and my normal chastity device. It is just as secure as the Bon4 I was wearing currently but more comfortable for extended wear. Following my text exchange the previous day I suspected that I would find myself locked in it for some time to come! Whilst stood in front of me Mistress placed her hand on my locked crotch and enquired if I was dribbling yet. Oh how I started dribbling at that moment!
    Mistress told me to sit on the settee and then produced the leather bondage mitts that I had bought for her a few weeks earlier. She had previously told me that she would like some and I had thought that I would like to try them. It was another ‘win win’, that inevitably proved rather expensive for me. I put my hand inside the first mitt, clenched my fist, and Mistress tightened the leather strap around my wrist and buckled it in place. Each mitt has the facility to add a padlock for added security. Mistress strapped my other hand into its mitt and then padlocked both before shackling my wrists together. Next she taped my ankles in place and bandaged my eyes in order that I could see nothing around me. And there I stayed for the next hour. It is the first time that Mistress has allowed me to spend my first hour in her company. I did my best not to abuse the privilege by speaking unless I felt it was appropriate. Mistress was obviously busy on her computer and I didn’t want to interrupt.
    The end of my first hour of gentle pleasure was approaching when Mistress informed me that she was going to go and put on the latex dress that I had bought her a few weeks earlier. She informed me that there was a problem to be resolved. Apparently it was covered in talc and needed to be polished. Really! Polished?! I hardly dared to ask the next question, but I did. ‘Mistress, will you be wearing it whilst I polish it?’ I asked. ‘Yes slave I will’ was the reply. Oh my, oh my, oh my. I started to physically shake at the thought.

    Mistress left the room for a while. I could hear her upstairs and knew that she was changing. A couple of minutes later I heard her come back into the room and she started to release me from my bonds. Mistress removed the blindfold from my eyes, turned away from me and instructed me to do up the zip on her pink latex dress. I eagerly did as instructed and Mistress manoeuvred the dress into position and turned towards me. Oh what a sight! I have never before been a great latex fan, but I am now a convert. Mistress handed me a small sponge and some liquid polish and instructed me to apply it all over and to ensure that I removed every bit of talc. And so I did, slowly and deliberately, whilst ensuring that I was not considered to be abusing such a huge privilege. I have started shaking again whilst writing about the experience. Mistresses’ curves are breathtaking. It is yet another moment under the control of Mistress Deelight that will always be treasured.

    Once completed to her satisfaction Mistress instructed me to put on a blue full body zentai suit. I have never worn such a thing before and didn’t really know what to expect as a result. But like so many new things that Mistress has introduced me to it is now on my favourites list. Having put the suit on Mistress started to gently rub her hands over my entire body. It felt wonderful through the suit. She put the leather mitts on me again and took me through into the dungeon where she strapped and chained me standing against the bondage cross on the wall. Finally I was blindfolded and I found myself to be in a constrained and helpless heaven. Mistress ran her hands over me for a little longer before declaring that she would unzip the crotch on the suit and remove the device. The moment that Mistress knew that I had longed for was about to arrive. I felt the snip on the plastic lock off the device and Mistress gently removed it. As I suspect normally happens I gasped as the device was removed and started to whimper as Mistress took hold of her property and started to ensure that it became hard and erect for the first time in so many weeks. Just wonderful! What then ensued was a full hour of continuous, unrelenting teasing and edging. I love being edged so much! It is excruciatingly erotic. So much power in the hands of my Mistress combined with a ridiculous desire to cum that you know will not be permitted until Mistress gives her permission. But after a full hour of this I felt mentally, emotionally and physically exhausted.

    via GIPHY

    It was at this point that Mistress decided to strike! She got me to the very edge of orgasm and then held me there slowly and gently manipulating her property on the very edge of the cliff. It was at this point that she said that she wanted to discuss my new found love of FinDom. She reminded me that I had offered to start paying for access to fetish fun on the internet. Apparently this was the moment where she had decided that she wanted to discuss it further. Mistress knew that I was at my weakest point and that she held all of the trump cards. What then ensued was a ‘discussion’ around how much I should pay, how frequently and for how long. I agreed to everything. I was unable to do anything else. I had been totally overpowered and overwhelmed by pleasure, not pain. I knew that I was being totally manipulated but despite (or because of) this had no defence whatsoever.

    It wasn’t until Mistress declared that it was time for a break that she revealed that she had been videoing the whole episode. Not only that, she had also been live streaming everything to those willing to pay through adult work. I had been pimped without even knowing it. In the circumstances I really didn’t mind at all. I was pleased if Mistress was able to make a little extra from my torments. We took a breather and I completed a small DIY job for Mistress whilst she had her lunch.

    It wasn’t long before Mistress declared our break to be over and with a devilish glint in her eyes she ordered me to return to the dungeon. It looked like she was preparing the whipping bench. This wasn’t good at all. As Mistress put the bondage mitts back onto my shaking hands and proceeded to strap me to the bench I feared for what came next. My last session ended with Mistress writing into my records, held on her computer, that I was owed 37 strokes of the cane for being slow to respond to her texts. My ‘excuse’ had been that I had been watching bargain hunt had done nothing to help my cause. Once inescapably secured to the bench Mistress declared that this was indeed about to happen. Worse still she picked up a gag and placed it beside me. It produced one of the reactions in me I still consider to be something of a contradiction. It excited me to think that Mistress would add to her control of the moment by preventing me from calling out in pain whilst scaring me that she was about to hurt me so badly that she was going to need to apply it.

    Mistress brought her head down to that of mine on the bench and looked me in the eyes and told me in no uncertain terms that if I ever chose to renege on my Findom agreement that she would expose me on her website, her twitter and would put posters up on the lampposts around my home. She then went on to explain that today she was going to be kind to me. She explained that we both knew that it was necessary that I should be punished for my misdemeanours. (I actually agree with her on this point. I do need to be genuinely punished for mistakes made. My submission to Mistress would not be complete without it). But she went on to tell me that as I had been such a good slave for agreeing her FinDom terms that she would use the riding crop on me instead of the cane. I had to concede that this was truly a kindness. I HATE the cane. I don’t look forward to a riding crop either for that matter, but knew it would be just a little more bearable. But 37 strokes? I doubt I have ever taken more than 15 of anything in the past. This was going to be really difficult, and it was. All I will say is that Mistress administers a beating with great care and understanding. She is precise and measured. She taunts and she plays with your mind as she inflicts pain. Although I really don’t like the pain it almost feels as if Mistress is doing it out of a greater kindness. I survived the 37 strokes without too many tears and tensed for a moment as Mistress ran her nails over my now very sore bum. It was over.
    Mistress released me from the bench and told me to go upstairs and lay on the bed. I was so happy to hear this instruction. I suspected that I was about to be strapped to the bed to be treated to a happy ending to a wonderful session. If ever a session is going to end with a happy ending this is where I can enjoy it most. It allows the rest of my body to relax whilst gaining maximum pleasure where it matters most! And this is what almost happened… I was indeed secured spread-eagled to the bed. Mistress had by this time changed back into her wonderful summer dress and appeared happy with her days work. And after several more minutes of teasing and edging Mistress did indeed treat me to one of the most wonderful happy ending imaginable. The only problem was that at the point that Mistress believed that there was no more cum to be produced and she had moved onto just gently stroking the end of her property I realised that there was still a great deal of cum waiting to be produced. The result therefore was half a proper orgasm and half a terribly painful ruin. I am not sure which Mistress enjoyed the most. I suspect the latter.

    I went home that afternoon totally exhausted! I think Mistress probably was too. 5hrs is a long time whichever side of the equation you are on. It was a fabulous session. Thank you Mistress. You are incredible at what you do both during and outside of sessions.

  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – Putty In Her Hands

    Slave Taquin found himself the recipient of subtle grooming that resulted in the purchase of a latex dress for myself and a new-found love of Findom for him.  I have posted about my own personal take on findom before. You can view the video HERE.  I’m not out to ruin slaves, that’s just not my thing to be honest. I prefer to groom and subtly manipulate my slaves to realise that they get a thrill from not just purchasing something for me but by the way I went about it; in a sophisticated, seductive and non bratty manner. Clever.  The type of ‘consensual’ manipulation that blossoms over time in a long-term D/s relationship and with a professional dominatrix.  He was, of course, rewarded for his gift of devotion with the allowance of kink world access. Something that I had taken away from him to assist my goal.


    Putty in her hands

    On Sunday I submitted my blog during which I had referred to the torment of not being able to read Mistresses blog intros. This seemed to please her as her response to me was: ‘you have played so perfectly into my hands’. I wasn’t really sure what this meant but suspected that I would suffer in some way as a result!

    Later that day I sent a text and asked for permission to do 3 things:
    1) To remove my device for a couple of days as I was going to be away and knew that I would not be able to hide it (for reasons I won’t bore you with here).
    2) To be allowed to take my vanilla lady friend out for the morning and then lunch.
    3) Due to my level of desperation I asked if I could bring forward the date of my next session.

    The first response that I received was ‘I will think about your requests’, and then I received the following:
    1) Yes
    2) ‘Yes, take your key safe
    3) ‘Don’t know, I might just make you suffer’

    I was relieved by 1), worried by 2) and terribly teased by 3)

    On Monday Mistress told me that Sissy Mouse had blogged that she appeared to have a harder edge now. I had to agree that he was absolutely correct, and I also had to confess to Mistress that I really liked it. The result of this confession was to make me incredibly hard and horny. It is always the same when I tell Mistress something like this. I think it is just another way for me to submit to Mistress. I find myself telling her something that my brain tells me is not sensible to disclose but results in me handing over even more knowledge, and therefore power, to Mistress.

    Later that day I realised for the first time that my time allowances on the PC were just that, an allowance. I could see that it was due to lock out again an hour later, but if I only used it for 5 minutes and then signed off, I could sign back on an hour later and I would still have 55 minutes left. It was a revelation that resulted in me logging in and out multiple times and staying in touch with all the Twittering for most of the day. What fun.

    Tuesday was a quiet day with a couple of texts exchanged at the beginning of the day and then nothing.

    On Wednesday morning Mistress told me that she would be busy with one of her other interests and so I made a mental note not to contact her and got on with vanilla life. Having been out on a job until early afternoon I returned to my workshop to find that my PC access time had been and gone (so much for it being a more flexible ‘time allowance’). This really disappointed me as I needed my daily dose of Twitter. I thought about sending Mistress a text but remembered that she might still be busy. In the end I decided to click on the button on my PC screen that would send a request to the ‘adults in my household’ for additional PC time. I reasoned that Mistress would only see this if she was back in Mistress mode in front of her PC. A few minutes later my phone pinged and I saw a text from Mistress that just said ‘why?’ I explained that I had missed my opportunity to go onto my pc to look at Twitter. I also took the opportunity to ask if I would be allowed to look at Mistresses web site as I still hadn’t been allowed to read any recent blogs or their intro’s. Mistress told me that I would ‘hate her’ once she did eventually allow me to look at the blogs. I responded truthfully that that would never happen and started to fret about what she had meant by that.

    The next text I received was unusual. Mistress sent me a picture of a lovely pink latex dress and told me that she thought it was very ‘her’. I looked at the text and knew it for what it was. Mistress was telling me (very nicely of course) that I was to buy it for her. I looked at the price. Just over £100, a lot of money. Unsure of what my response was going to be I quickly replied that I thought that she would look wonderful in it. I tried to access my PC once again and found that I had been allowed onto it. I quickly opened up the internet and typed in ‘Missdeelight.com’. Blocked! I typed in ‘Twitter.com’. It opened! Wonderful. I looked for any posts from Mistress, and there it was. Mistress had tweeted that she wanted the pink latex dress. I thought about it again. Mistress is so kind to me. She looks after me and gives me so much pleasure. She has given me permission to remove my device this weekend and is going to allow me to spend time with my vanilla friend. And she had just allowed me onto Twitter. I reasoned that I really should show my appreciation. I sent her a text asking her if she would allow me to buy the dress for her. Mistress responded that she was surprised that it had taken me so long to offer and that she hoped that it would arrive in time for her to wear at my next session. My heart raced at the thought. Within a couple of minutes Mistress had thanked me publicly on Twitter. It made me feel good. And a couple of minutes later I discovered that Mistress had allowed me to access her website for the first time in ages. I knew that I was being rewarded for my good behaviour. Throughout this whole exchange I had been feeling more and more horny. I was now beside myself with the need for release. I sent Mistress a ridiculous text asking her permission to remove my device and provide myself an orgasm. Her response will not surprise anyone reading this. It was ‘Hahahaha’. Mistress asked me why I was so horny all of a sudden. I had to confess that it was because she had ‘encouraged’ me to buy her something. It really was a confession for me as I have always said that Findom was not my thing. Mistress explained that I had enjoyed it because it showed her control over me and that she had allowed me to access her website as a reward. She went on to say that I was ‘wrapped around her finger’. All I can say is that it was a wonderful feeling that has caused me to feel differently about Findom. I have now been taught the joy of Findom the Miss Deelight way!

    The next morning I sent my required text to Mistress and told her how ridiculously horny I had been all of the previous evening and night. I told her that I had even found myself trying to play with her property through the gaps in the bars of the device. This obviously amused her as she quickly copied it and posted it on Twitter for all to see. What she didn’t tweet was the fact that she was also telling me off by text for even trying to play with her property. Mistress told me that she wasn’t sure now that I could be trusted to be released from the device for the forthcoming weekend. Not being released would have been a big problem for me and so I was forced to make all sorts of guarantees and promises about how I would not abuse the freedom if granted it.

    This wasn’t good enough for Mistress however. She demanded to know the name of who I was going to be with over the weekend. I responded with his name. Mistress knows of him and that he is a good mate who is totally unaware of my Fetish interests, and that I would like to keep it that way. Mistress then sent me some sort of image file by text with an additional text that told me that if I did abuse my freedom from the device that she would make sure that my friend got to hear all about me. For some reason I was unable to see the image that Mistress had sent me on my phone but I was pretty sure that it was either a screen shot of my contact information for my friend from my phone or possibly his Facebook page. It didn’t really matter too much either way. I was going to have to be a good pet during my short lived freedom.

    The weekend arrived and I removed the device. I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to try to cope with it for the next few days. Whilst Mistress can be relied upon to be totally unreasonable and demanding at times she does understand that just occasionally vanilla life does need to be accommodated. She is very good at differentiating between what is important and what is not. I trust her judgement at such times and appreciate her all the more for it.

    Whilst we did keep in touch over the next few days I was largely left to enjoy my few days of freedom and vanilla fun. I was required on one day to edge myself twice. I did as instructed but actually found it really difficult to raise the enthusiasm having well and truly dropped out of sub-space. On another occasion Mistress referred to the fact that she hadn’t forgotten that I was meeting with my vanilla lady friend next week. It worries me! And then on the morning of my return home I awoke to find that Mistress had hidden many of the apps on my phone. I texted her to say that I could tell that I was on my last day of freedom. Her response was two winking and two evil emoticons.

    I returned home, locked myself up again and confirmed the lock number to Mistress. Life had begun to return to normal.

  • Gifts a Plenty!

    It’s always nice to receive gifts and my slaves have certainly been busy spoiling me over the summer.  So thanks go to Slave Bitch (aka @namesasecret24), Sissy Mouse, Slave T, Slave Taquin, Slave Pupp, Slave BB, Slave Andy and Slave David for all the gifts I have received over the summer weeks.  Here are pictures of some of the gifts I received, more pics to follow when I can them done!  If you’d like to contribute to my wardrobe, life or hobbies then visit my  and show your devotion.  Good Boy!20160813_141503004_iOS 20160817_084206292_iOS 20160818_105916143_iOS 20160823_065928468_iOS 20160824_142312000_iOS20160826_113058282_iOS 20160830_071002016_iOS

  • Caught in the Web of Deelight – by Slave Sissy Mouse

    Avid followers of my website and twitter will know that Sissy Mouse has been digging an ever growing hole for himself in terms of our relationship.  The session he had with me the other day was one of the most intense sessions I have enjoyed. I used sensory deprivation and total mind fucking aided by an appropriate yet spontaneous soundtrack to really get to the very core of his submission. G84A1734

    Caught in the web of Deelight


    Some of this you would have read in my weekly journals but ties everything together.

    My latest visit to Mistress begins not with me walking through the front door of the HOD but back in August, when whilst on a week off Mistress gave me the task of promoting her iMac sparkle task on various Financial Domination groups on fetlife. Mistress also requested that I wrote the text and submit it for her approval, after 3 attempts Mistress approved it. Because fetlife only allows you to post the same thing to a maximum of 3 groups per day I spent my time searching out groups and also making sure the post didn’t contravene any of the group’s rules. I would not want this to reflect negatively on Mistress. Also whilst searching for groups I began to read various posts and of course they where mainly “I need a new piggy” but every now and then I would find an interesting post about Financial Domination and Blackmail this peaked my interest and I looked into it some more and read more articles over the days as I posted Mistresses iMac sparkle article. I messaged Mistress at the time to enquire about her thoughts on this and she replied that it was not her thing so I left it at that.

    G84A1744A few months later I read a blog from Slave Taquin about his research into Teamviewer and a Mistress in the USA who uses it for Financial Domination purposes. When I next visited Mistress we spoke briefly about it and she said that she was looking into it with Taquin and would be doing more with it in the future. Because I have an inquisitive mind I carried on looking into this side of Domination including downloading Teamviewer on my pc and emailing Mistress the log in details and also my interest in Financial Domination. As Mistress was very busy at the time she said she would be doing more in the New Year so I left it at that. Then one night whilst I was out and Mistress messaged me to enquire why my pc was offline? I replied that it goes to sleep when left so Mistress said she wanted to have a look around it so go and wake it up. I duly do this and inform Mistress that it’s done. At this point we have not discussed anything about Teamviewer other than it was on my pc. I return the next day to my pc and sure enough Mistress has visited it but nothing has changed.

    About a month later I am out and Mistress messages me to enquire if anyone is at my work pc. I reply no and when I return a few hours later I am now a guest user and go to admin to find it is password protected. Mistress has also left me a message via notepad. All I can do is look at the screen and realise this is just the beginning of me being drawn into Mistress’s web.

    This subsequently led to an email to Mistress outlining my thoughts on Financial Domination and blackmail. Mistress always the one to play safe requested I expand on my ideas and also set any limits before she would even consider my proposal. I duly do as requested and sent the email. I also enquired if we could discuss these items at our next session with me tied up and under duress. So a date was set for just before Christmas and that was that for a couple of weeks until one day I got a message from Mistress informing me that she would be purchasing some items for our session from my Amazon account and was this something I still wished to do. My answer was yes and the whole idea of Mistress using my computer to access my Amazon account and spend my money was very thrilling. As is was close to Christmas I mentioned to Mistress that while she was on my account would she like to pick herself a Christmas present and also a present for her boyfriend. Mistress as she always does turned this into something so much more than just buying what she wanted and leaving. Oh no Mistress suggested that I should buy her boyfriend a set of golf clubs that he wanted and that I will sit at my pc and watch as she spends my money on him. This I agreed to without hesitation and gave me an almighty thrill to witness this. The time came and Mistress messaged me to tell me she was about to go shopping and I had to hurriedly get rid of someone so I could sit at my pc and watch what was going to happen. Of course Mistress made this much worse for me because I had to masturbate whilst she shopped with me knowing full well that I would never be allowed to cum because I am allowed an orgasm once I manage to jog 5k without stopping. Mistress opens her wish list via Teamviewer and starts to go through it, typing comments in the word pad as she goes. So I am sat in the dark masturbating having to type one handed as Mistress shops and me feeling very grubby. As I predicted once Mistress has finished and paid with my card she asks if I have cum and of course I haven’t to which Mistress replies “Good because you haven’t jogged 5k” and then goes offline and leaves me staring at my pc screen feeling very used.

    G84A1742 G84A1743

    Finally all of the above leads to our latest session. A couple of days before Mistress had enquired if I had any session requests and I had come up with a couple but later that day it suddenly dawned on my to ask Mistress for one of her torture and interrogation sessions and my fate was sealed.

    I arrive at the agreed time and before we start I have a task to replace the bathroom light because standing on a ladder after we have finished would not be a good idea. I get the bulb out and Mistress checks to see if she has the correct one. The answer is no so I am dispatched to the shops to get one and return. New bulb duly fitted and working I return downstairs and Mistress informs me to strip, I do as instructed feeling very nervous. Mistress then sends me back upstairs to fetch rope and nipple clamps and when I return Mistress instructs me to kneel in front of her and say my mantra that Mistress had given me the previous Sunday. Once I have repeated this 3 times Mistress grants me the honour of worshipping her Louboutins which I had helped to buy during a previous Sparkle task. As I worship the shoes Mistress reminds me that I am only useful to her when I am contributing to her Sparkle tasks. Mistress tells me to stop worshipping her shoes and put my face on the floor and Mistress begins paddling my bum 50 in total and they stung. Once finished Mistress instructs me to sit on a wooden chair and finds a hood and puts it over my head, she then starts tying rope around the tops of my arms which holds the top of my body to the chair. The feeling of the rope pulling tighter really makes you fall into submission. Mistress then applied wrist cuffs locked to a spreader bar to keep my hands behind me and apart and then proceeds to tie my legs to the legs of the chair. No escape now and a feeling of complete submission. Mistress then finds a blindfold and fits that and I have no idea what’s coming now of from where.


    Now you will have to excuse me because the whole session was so intense that I cannot remember what happened in what order so I am going to summarise by saying that there was nipple clamps, a knife, the vibrator wand, smothering by Mistress’s fantastic breasts (that was worth every bit of the pain and suffering) various crops, electric nipple torture (which makes me squeak). All of the above was used to get me to agree to purchase the balance of Mistress’s iMac on finance and thus commit myself to her for 2 years of distance control and give her the assurance using a voice recorder to which I had to repeat a statement that Mistress had prepared. Mistress also used the electric nipple torture to extract from me my online banking login details. This was very hard to hand over and the jolts of electricity got quite high before they would leave my mouth but eventually Mistress had what she needed. As there is two ways of logging in Mistress now has one of them and informs me that I should post her the secure key so she has total control over my bank account and I would then have to ask her permission to use it. I stumble at this because all that has happened today has been pre arranged and agreed but handing over to Mistress complete control of my bank account leaves me bumbling. Mistress then tells me that she is sure I will want to give her full control of my account in the future and then uses her phone to sign in to my account to check that I have not given her false information. She then berates me on the poor state of my bank account and how was this going to keep her in a luxurious lifestyle. Mistress tells me that I had better work harder and start earning more money. All I can do is sit there and squeak Yes Mistress feeling completely broken.



    Once Mistress has all that she needs she unties me and tells me to get a drink and a sit down and I am left in a babbling state. I still don’t really recall what I went on about but mainly sat on the floor feeling totally dazed at what just happened. Because even though I knew what was coming, it’s the way Mistress carries it out that leaves you breathless. Once I had come to my senses I helped Mistress tidy up and return to the real world.

    However now I am committed to 2 years distance control and 3 months of total financial domination with no release. On the plus side Mistress will have a shiny new iMac!!


    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!







  • Sissy Mouse – Distance Control Journal – Week 17 and 18

    I have combined two weeks of journals for Slave Sissy Mouse as his week 18 was a lot quieter for him.  Well I can’t give him too much excitement at once.  His little mousey bumblingness might not be able to take it! I very much enjoyed making my slave jerk off in front of his computer in a dark room while I helped myself to a set of golf clubs for my boyfriend from Mousey’s amazon account, while my slave watched on powerless and grubby!

    Distance control journal week 17

    Sunday December 6th

    This week starts still enjoying the glow of my Friday session with Mistress. It really was a perfectly timed adventure and I don’t know how she does it.

    My message to Mistress today came with a short and to the point reply “Good morning SLAVE! I want you to wear your device today.” I thanked Mistress for her instructions and went about my day with the constant annoyance of the chastity device.

    Monday December 7th

    Today is my first day at the gym and back on the fitness treadmill. Mistress sends me a message and wishes me good luck and recommends I run for 1 minute and walk for 1 minute to build up my running stamina. Mistress also informs me that I will not be permitted an orgasm until I can run or at least jog 5k non stop.

    I thank Mistress for her useful tips and think to myself it could be months until I get my next orgasm.

    At the gym as it’s my first time I have to have an induction which I wasn’t looking forward to but I did learn a lot of useful stuff and it was very worthwhile. Once the induction was over I headed for the treadmill to start my first run since my exercise fail a few weeks ago. However to my surprise I find it relatively easy and the time flies by. I managed 2.8km so not as far to the orgasm goal as I thought!

    I message Mistress to inform her of my progress and she replies that she is very impressed with my first session.

    Later in the day I go to my PC and Mistress has left me a note saying “Run Forest Run”

    Tuesday December 8th

    I awake today from a message Mistress informing that my task today is to elaborate on an email I sent regarding ideas I had for the next step in our D/s relationship.

    I duly do this and wish Mistress a good day.

    Wednesday December 9th

    I start today with a message from Mistress confirming she has received my next step email and that we will have a face to face chat about it when I see Mistress next.

    Today is also my second visit to the gym to chase my 5K orgasm goal. I achieved 3.27km today but that is still a lot of walking so some way to go yet.

    Thursday December 10th

    I send Mistress my usual morning message and wish her a nice day. No instructions today but as it turned out it was the lull before the almighty storm!!

    Friday December 11th

    Today I message Mistress wish her a good day and inform her I am off to the gym to chase the 5k. Mistress replies that she ran 5k yesterday and that I am to try and wear my chastity device once I finish at the gym.

    After I finish my gym visit I check my phone to see a message from Mistress telling me that there are some items on her wish list that she requires for our next session and she will be using my Amazon account to purchase them later. I confirm that I am happy for this to happen and also for Mistress to purchase a Christmas gift for herself and something for her boyfriend. This pleases Mistress very much and she then comes back with an idea that I wasn’t expecting. Mistress’s boyfriend would like a set of golf clubs. Would I like to buy them for Him and experience an element of cuckoldry? My answer was of course yes well my exact answer was “I am happy to spoil the man that makes you happy Mistress”.

    A couple of hours later I have to message Mistress and inform her that due to the cold weather my balls have pulled out of the chastity device ring and it’s another fail. Mistress is now use to this and messages me back that I am useless and so are my balls. I also catch in the corner of my eye my pc has come to life and a message from Mistress asking if I can get to my computer or is she going shopping alone? I have someone with me but manage to make my excuses and join Mistress on my pc. Mistress is already signed into my Amazon account and opened word pad so we can chat through it.

    Mistress informs me that she has been speaking with her boyfriend and checked which clubs he would think suitable and she was now going to purchase them along with a Santa outfit for herself and a Christmas dickie bow and apron for me for our session just before Christmas. Mistress tells me to start stroking my cock whilst she starts to shop and does a running commentary via word pad. All I can do is sit there and stroke and I am very surprised how much this is turning me on. Mistress puts all the items in the Amazon cart and then double checks that I still want to go through with it (Mistress always plays safe) I confirm yes having to one hand type and feeling very humiliated at having to stroke my cock whilst watching this happen (I am not someone who masturbates in front of a computer and it makes me feel grubby even now writing this) When its done Mistress asks me if I have cum which I haven’t. Good is her reply because you haven’t run 5k. Mistress then has to go and I wish her a nice rest of the day. She tells me to text her to let me know how I felt about the experience. I am left sat in front of my pc with the hardest cock I have had for a long time and now have to go back to work as if nothing has happened. That was very expensive denial and I loved every minute.

    It takes me a while to message Mistress and when I do I thank her for the rush it gave me and also for playing safe and ensuring that I consented to the purchase. I also said that of all the things I bought her in the past nothing came close to watching Mistress help herself to a gift for her boyfriend.

    Later that day I see from a tweet that Mistress has already posted a blog about our shopping trip on her website and the way Mistress wrote it made me feel utterly humiliated. I thought licking Mistress’s muddy boots in a cold wet field last December was a low but this was way past that and I loved every minute of it.

    Later in the day I have this image come into my head of me having to carry the golf clubs I have bought for Mistress’s boyfriend while he plays a round. I share this with Mistress who replies that it would be hilarious!

    Saturday December 12th

    I message Mistress late after a very sleepless night with the previous day’s events and other crazy ideas running around my head all night. Mistress replies starts with “Good morning Grub” and that she is giving me a day off today and that I am also banned from Twitter until I finish work. I thank Mistress and feel even more perplexed about what Mistress might be posting on Twitter.

    As ever it was Mistress playing with my mind as nothing was posted.

    What a crazy week that was, Thank you Mistress for a week of new highs and lows. Almost two years after we first met and you are still pulling the rug from under my feet!!

    Distance control journal Week 18

    Not the usual format this week because it’s been a quiet week. This should not in anyway be viewed as criticism far from it. We all need a break from the storm of distance control and I have my new weekly task of attending the gym 3 times a week.

    What I have also learnt over the years and even before meeting Mistress is never seek your Mistress’s attention as you may get more attention than you can deal with. Accept what is offered graciously and remember when you aren’t getting attention someone else is and it will swing back to you.

    So to the week my message to Mistress on Sunday resulted in no instructions but a general chit chat about this and that which was nice.

    Monday was a very different story. I messages Mistress to confirm my gym attendance. Once I had finished at the gym I checked my phone and Mistress had replied but with a message on a possible scenario that made me wince. I am not going to elaborate on what it said only to say if the contents of the message ever come true it will be an utterly humiliating day out.

    Mistress also enquired how my gym session went and very kindly praised me on my progress so far.

    Tuesday’s message to Mistress was replied to later in the day with instructions to wear my ball balls tied around my balls for the rest of the day.

    Wednesday was back at the gym and I managed to complete 5k but mostly running and messaged Mistress to inform her. Mistress congratulated me but also reminded me that I still have to run the 5k non stop before I am allowed an orgasm. I thanked Mistress for giving me the goal because I do lack motivation when it comes to exercise.

    Thursday was a quiet day which was not a bad thing because it was very busy for me and I would have struggled to carry out any task today.

    Friday and my trip to the gym just didn’t work today. I had no energy or drive and it did cross my mind that I had tried to hard as this was only my sixth visit and maybe I should calm down a bit. Not helped by a very busy week at work.

    I messaged Mistress to let her know that my gym visit was a no go and she was very understanding and sent me some of her wise words of encouragement.

    My Saturday message to Mistress informed her that I had a very busy day and I hear nothing from Mistress today.

    On paper this looks like a quiet week but remember even if you don’t hear from Mistress she is always plotting your future demise and I still jump every time I get a message. The mind fuckery never stops!!

    Do you crave the contact and control from a dominant female and wish you could experience the kind of mind-fuckery that my other slaves receive? Click here to apply for sms training and control.

    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!








  • Findom – Teamviewer Cuckold Shopping

    You know that you are at your lowest position of power and highest level of submission when you find yourself masturbating your little cock in a dark room whilst watching on earnestly as I shop using your Amazon account via Teamviewer to purchase a lavish gift for my boyfriend.  Along with a £200 set of golf clubs, I thought it only right that I’d buy myself a sexy outfit to wear in sessions and also some ridiculous accessories for my slave to wear at his next session!

    Sissymouse has finally reached that level!

    Screenshot (126)

    Screenshot (125)


    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • Sent to the ‘Quiet Corner’ – By Slave Taquin

    Sometimes you Slaves are you own worst enemies!  I am sure that Slave Taquin has been suffering from withdrawal this week as Mistress was hit with yet another round of the flu.  This time it totally knocked me off my feet for the best part of a week so my contact with my slaves has been minimal. I do so hope that Taquin, along with all my other distance control pets has been making the most of his temporary because all that is about to change!  Slave Taquin has been a busy boy sealing his own fate……


    Digging ever deeper before being sent to the ‘quiet corner’…..

    How far can one become enslaved to another person in a femdom led relationship?

    Much further than I could ever have imagined!

    I thought that I had dug myself a big enough hole already, but then I found myself hovering on the brink of an even deeper and darker ravine. At the end of the previous week Mistress and I had started to communicate on the subject of Teamviewer. This is a whole new subject as far as I am concerned. I had first encountered it when I found myself on the website of a certain Mistress Harley based in the US. Goodness knows how I landed there but I did. Now Mistress Harley is a Findom who prides herself on her ability to control a slave by taking over his computer using a program called Teamviewer, amongst other things. Without sufficient thought I sent a text to Mistress enquiring if she was familiar with it. Far too quickly she responded with a couple of ‘devil’ icons and telling me that she had indeed used it before but was looking for someone to ‘hone her skills’ on. I of course said that I would be happy to help her with this, and only then started to consider the potential consequences.

    I am never sure of the audience of these blogs and suspect that most of its readers are already familiar with such things, but for those who are not familiar let me explain what I have learnt so far. Teamviewer is a free program that allows a remote user to operate another persons PC. Many IT companies now use similar software to help us out when we have problems with our PC’s at home or at work. Having agreed to a Teamviewer session with Mistress I started to research further how it was being used in the Femdom community and more importantly what it could allow someone with Miss Deelights distance control skills to do. I began to realise that it is the ‘weapon’ of choice by many Findoms. I also began to realise why….

    Here is what I understand Teamviewer allows a Distance Control Mistress to achieve:
    1) Take control of a subs computer remotely.

    2) Become the ‘administrator’ of the computer concerned and making the sub sign is as a guest (therefore it becomes her computer).

    3) Activate the PC’s camera and watch what he does at all times.

    4) Turn off the Slaves screen so that he has no idea of what she is doing or whether or not she is actually there watching him.

    5) Load on keylogging software to capture sign on and password information.

    6) Read all of the slaves e mails.

    7) Copy the Slaves contacts list.

    8) Post to his Facebook/Twitter/Linkedin if the Slave is not being compliant.

    9) Keep tabs on the Slaves internet browsing.

    10) Restrict the slaves access to his own porn files or the internet.

    11) Access the Slaves internet banking/paypal/amazon

    12) Set tasks and record the whether or not the Slave does as he is told. (The Mistress doesn’t even need to watch! She can just fast forward through a recording at a later time to ensure that full compliance has been achieved).

    And, I am sure, so much more besides.

    It was only once I started to realise its capabilities that I started to see the deep chasm opening up in front of me. We rely so heavily today on technology for so much of what we do on a day to day basis. For a Mistress it provides complete access to a Slaves life, both fetish and vanilla. Whilst it is sometimes used on a ‘session basis’ (i.e. for a defined and short period of time) the most effective use seems to be when a slaves computer is locked down for the long term. In the wrong hands it is dangerous and potentially devastating. In the right hands it provides a tool to control and manipulate slaves like no other.

    Mistress started to taunt me with a series of e mails that talked of Blackmail, Chastity and Teamviewer. She knows precisely which buttons to press and how to turn me into a quivering wreck. I cant remember how many e mails I received (I even received one to read and consider whilst walking around PC world!). Mistress was obviously on a mission to wind me up, and Wow how it worked. One particular e mail got to me so much that I started to physically shake. This is true distance control. Monday and Monday night were most uncomfortable. Tuesday continued in much the same fashion.

    And then on Wednesday morning I got the text from Mistress telling me that she might be able to commence on Teamviewer that afternoon. Waves of fear and excitement passed through me. I sent an instant, and ill considered, response to Mistress. I quickly sent another one trying to ensure it arrived before she saw my first one. It wasn’t much better. 30mins past and no response from Mistress. I worried that I might have annoyed her. I sent a further e mail. A little later Mistress responded by teasing me further with thoughts on bondage. And then it all went quiet.

    I had already loaded up Teamviewer on my PC and tested it out through the app I downloaded onto my I Phone. (I should have added that on as number 13 – Mistress doesn’t even need to be at her desk to watch or manipulate her slaves!) I looked at my PC and considered taking off anything I didn’t want Mistress to access. But I didn’t. What would be the point? Mistress already knows enough about me to ensure my enslavement to her. If she wants me to help her to hone her skills she wouldn’t thank me for presenting her with a stripped bare and sterile PC. My browsing history was rather too full of Teamviewer and Findoms for my liking, but hopefully Mistress would realise that this was just as a result of trying to understand the hole that I had dug. I got on with my work and tried to concentrate on other tasks. Lunchtime came and went and I rushed back to my workshop and my PC. I continued with my work and waited for the text to ‘ping’. Maybe Mistress would send me an e mail to say she was ready for me. I checked it frequently. The afternoon wore on. I found it progressively harder and harder to work. People came in and interrupted me. Problems cropped up that I needed to resolve. A friend offered to come up and help me with a job – I asked him if he could help the following day instead. I sent a text to Mistress enquiring how her day was going. I felt like I was stood outside the HOD waiting to go in, but Mistress was still too busy to let me in. Torture! In the end I sent one text to many. The final response from Mistress was that we would do Teamviewer another day. She felt that I was getting far too wound up and that it was for my own good.

    Mistress had sent me to the ‘quiet corner’ to calm down.

    The result was to transport me from the excitement and anticipation of contact with Mistress back to everyday life in my workshop. I did come down with a ‘small bump’. Why? It wasn’t because we weren’t going to be able to do Teamviewer that day. Mistress had only said that it was ‘a possibility’. The reason was that my texts to Mistress that day had given her the impression that I was incapable of taking any more torment or teasing. It is of course the thing that I crave most. It was my fault that she was going to stop. What an idiot I am! Yet again I told myself to think for a few moments before texting. (Does anyone know of an app that would prevent me from returning a text before counting to 100?).

    I was left in the ‘quiet corner’ for the whole of the following day. By Friday morning Mistress had obviously decided that I had had long enough to calm down. The subject of butt plugs, and then facesitting, started to feature in her texts. And funnily enough I started to perk up also.

    My morning text to Mistress on the Saturday informed her that I was off to the Cheltenham races that day. Mistress told me that I should put on 3 each way bets on horses whose names were topical to her/us. In the end I chose 4 horses and informed Mistress that any resultant profit would be donated towards her I Mac sparkle task. The horses names?

    1) Devilment

    2) Fox Appeal

    3) Miss Serious

    4) Some Are Lucky (referring to me of course)

    I kept Mistress informed of progress after each race. The cumulative out come of the 4 bets? A £2 profit!!

    I am sure that I will have to top that up to something more meaningful before I see her next. Of course I bet on other races and other horses (and did no better with those) but the horses I shouted for the loudest were those backed for my Mistress. She had ensured that she stayed as my highest priority even when I was on a day out. Serving Mistress can be fun as well as torturous.

    We never did find the opportunity to spend time on TeamViewer. Hopefully we will next week. I must conclude my blog this week by sharing with you the thing that got to me most in the last 7 days. It wasn’t a picture or a task but a simple set of words. Mistress uses words with clinical precision to ensure that I know my place. Here is the line that made me shake with fear earlier in the week:

     ‘With you, there is no invisible line between fantasy and reality. Not any more.’ So true…


  • Candy for Mistress

    Another slave in appreciation of Mistress’s control and wicked ways, is Slave Spunky Specs. After a second week of distance control he sent me a bag of my favourite luxury candy :) Good work Slave!




    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!


  • A Gift from a Grateful Slave

    It’s nice to wake up in the morning to gifts via email – financial contributions when I’ve barely even opened my eyes for the day!  I spent a few days twisting Slave Taquin’s melon last week and it obviously had the desired effect on him.  Thank you Pet.

    Screenshot (111)


    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!


  • Mistress Loves Luxuries

    Thank you to Slave Crawley, I recently misplaced my favourite bottle of perfume so I was delighted when the postman delivered these items that have been on my wishlist for some time! Good work Slave, you must be psychic! Perfume, lotion and body spray – As always I will be the nicest smelling Mistress around with this highly intoxicating scent.




    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!


  • Luxury Item Gifted

    Mistress only uses the best products for her beauty regime and luxury lifestyle. But at £30 a bottle it is only right that my slaves pay for items such as my Moroccanoil hair treatment.  Thank you Sissy Mouse!


    If you would like the responsibility of ensuring that I never go without one of my favourite items then email me missdeelight@outlook.com or check out my amazon wishlist.

    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • Mistress’s Hot Drinks Supply All Topped Up!

    An alert and well rested Mistress is the very best kind of Mistress and my most devoted slaves know this, so that is why they have taken on the roles of providing me with a supply of hot drinks on a monthly basis ( I don’t drink alcohol you see).

    My hot chocolate Tassimo pods are all stocked up thanks to my chocolate bitch – Taquin…


    And my coffee pod supply is all topped up thanks to coffee bitch Mousey….


    Good slaves keeping mistress well refreshed.

    If you would like to become one of my lifestyle bitches and would like to commit to ensuring that one of Mistress’s luxury items are always in good supply the email me on missdeelight@outlook.com – I have vacancies available.

    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • iMac Task Update

    Thank you to Slave Crawley, a distant devotee who has yet to meet me but has generously contributed to my iMac fund because he knows that I deserve to be worshipped and appreciated for being the Goddess that I am.  The total is now at £575 .  Good work Slaves!

    Screenshot (107)

  • iMac Sparkle Task Update

    Thank you to Slave Dribbly and to Slave Taquin for your recent contributions towards my new iMac (£50 and £25).  All my loyal slaves know how to put a smile on my face, though I do find it amusing that Slave Taquin thought he could buy his way out of trouble at that price. LOL!

    The total now stands at £475.00 – Good work so far, pets!


    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • iMac Sparkle Task Update

    UK FindommeThank you to Slave Sissy Mouse for a further £100 towards my top of the range, super power iMac! The total now sits at £300 but I’d also like to thank my new Chastity Slave, Slave A (until I give him a proper name) for offering the use of his student account in order for me to save £300.  Effectively, the grand total now sits at £600. For those of you not in the know, go educate yourself! Click here!

  • Sissy Jessamine returns with her Small Dick Tax

    As of 23rd September, all cockless subbies visiting my website or following me on twitter are required to pay a Small Dick Tax. Sissy Jessamine, who disappeared from my radar has returned to the Realm of Deelight and has quite rightly paid her tax and submitted her picture for my Small Dick Gallery.


    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • Pole Received

    Thank you to those of you who contribute to the last sparkle task to get Mistress a pole for my pole fitness.  Taquin, Dribbly J and an anonymous contributor all handed over their hard earned cash to help Mistress get even fitter and even more sexy! (if that is even possible).  Watch this space for a mammoth sparkle task coming up which will see us all through to the end of the year!  Plan ahead my little squealing piggies, this is going to be a big one… start booking in that over time and allocating all your spare income to your one and only Goddess.



  • Another Gift for Mistress

    I woke up this morning, got ready in my usual way and was disappointed to realise that I was running out of my favourite Estee Lauder, Double Wear Foundation (in Fresco – take note!).  Mistress only wears the best products on her skin, to maintain her beautiful appearance for you lowly pathetic worms. *sigh*.  However, a smile was soon put on my face when I discovered a £50 boots e-gift voucher in my email inbox.  It seems as though Slave SissyMouse is almost becoming telepathic to Mistresses basic needs.  What a good slave!

    Mistress is not impressed with the rest of you for not being so forward thinking. *heavy spanks*

    Sissy Mouse, you may have relieve yourself this evening and take pride in your achievements.

    Unimpressed Mistress

  • Christmas Sparkle Task – My Only Wish This Christmas

    So Christmas is coming and normally Mistress like to see hundreds of gifts under her tree, and hundreds of slaves under her feet.  But this year, there is only one thing that I really, really want for Christmas.  My Deelightfully devoted slaves, will all know that aside from being a supremely brilliant Dominatrix, I am also not bad at photography.  Photography is a passion and hobby of mine, but there are some shots that I really want to take, but can’t because, although I now have my top of the range Canon 5D Mark iii camera, and some pretty awesome lenses, I am lacking in a long distance Telephoto Zoom Lens of an equivalent quality to match my camera.  I enjoy taking photographs of people and of nature, but sometimes I can’t get close enough to my subjects to get the images I want.  I must have the lens below, in my photography kit, without it, I am missing so much of a hobby that I enjoy passionately.

    The lens is expensive, priced at £1200 aprox, so this is going to take a combined effort from all of my financial slaves, loyal devotes, and even the rarest or smallest of contributors.  It doesn’t matter how much you contribute, every little amazon.co.uk gift certificate sent to me to go towards my lens, will have a final result of my everlasting happiness!  There are 67 days (from the time of writing this post) until Christmas.  That’s 67 days for you all to think wisely, spend wisely and give your Mistress the best present she could ask for, this year (LOL).  Forward all amazon.co.uk gift certificates to missdeelight@outlook.com and be sure to specify the words CHRISTMAS LENS SPARKLE along with your preferred display name, so that you can all be publicly thanked.  You can also see below a few of my favourite shots, taken with lesser lenses, and or lesser cameras.  Mistress strives for perfection.  I need perfect tools to achieve that perfection.

    There is one very loyal devoted slave who has already set the wheels in motion; my trusted, loyal House of Deelight resident pet, Mousey (@sissymouse).  He listened, he acknowledged and he obeyed and has already given Mistress a kick of excitement, one step nearer to getting that lens that I want so badly.

    Screenshot (62)


    Get sparkling my lovely little devoted pets…

    pink and purple flower (2)

    orange rose (2 of 5)

    natures intricacy small

    I can't take a decent moon pic on a standard lens can I?
    I can’t take a decent moon pic on a standard lens can I?


    **UPDATE**  http://missdeelight.com/very-happy-mistress/

    Subscribe to missdeelight.com for all updates including stories, pictures and videos Enter your name (optional) and email address then click subscribe!

  • New Free Gallery

    Here is the polka dot latex mini dress that Slave Nathan bought me in order to show just how much he wanted to be bled dry by a beautiful Goddess like myself.  I have added a free gallery of photo’s of me wearing the gorgeous new addition to my wardrobe.  You can view it here:


    The page also contains a poll for you slaves to vote on your favourite picture of Mistress, from that collection.

    Here is a little teaser:



  • Luxury Dining

    The other day I posted a video to youtube, a video to hypnotise you little financial slaves into spoiling me.  The item at the top of my wishlist was a luxury dining table and chairs; a set that will look fabulous in the hall of the House of Deelight.  Today, slave Michael allowed himself to submit to my hypnotic suggestions and thus purchased my new set…


    He is now at the top of my financial slavery list.  He stands above the rest of you, the fakes, the wannabes.

    you want to impress me?

    Next on my list is a latex dress from http://www.ladylucie.com/polkamini.html

    I want this dress in a size 8, black with pink trim.  I don’t think she offers gift vouchers, so please contact me if you wish to contribute.

  • Having a Tantrum!

    I am indeed, all toys, rattles and everything out of the pram right now!  I’ve lost a whole day of web cam shows because my laptop can no longer cope with the high demands I make of it in order to keep you slaves under control and permanently addicted.  I’m thoroughly pissed off thanks to my now ridiculously slow and incapable pile of junk computer. I have audio recordings to make, movie clips to edit, cam clients to use and abuse, photo’s to edit and emails to answer; just a few of the daily jobs that must be completed in order to keep the House of Deelight running smoothly; none of which are getting done at any speed.

    Stamping my feet and getting very frustrated indeed.  I need a new laptop.  I need a high speed laptop capable of handling my multi tasking and creative tasks.  I need an

    HP ENVY TouchSmart 15-j005ea Laptop

    This laptop will suit all my business needs, but how the hell am I supposed to buy it when I can’t get through enough of my workload to earn the damn money to do so?

    Piggies and financial slaves, this is now your chance to really get my attention! If ever a princess ever needed anything so badly in all her life, it is now! You are only good for one thing, and that’s your wallet, so make yourself useful and go fetch this laptop for me so that I can get back up to speed and back in control, and you can finally feel good about yourself.  What better thing could you spend your money on, that a piece of equipment to help me earn even more!

    Stop squealing and start spending!

    My bank details are:

    MD Enterprises

    a/c: 72078643

    s/c: 40-46-18

    I bank with HSBC if you want to pay cash in over the counter.  All piggies, to put your name/nickname as a reference so I can thank you later.

    Or if you plan to buy this outright because you want to prove yourself to me as the best little pig in the sty, email me for delivery details:  missdeelight@outlook.com



  • Slave of the Day – Sissy Jessamine

    This morning I had a nice surprise in my inbox; a £150 gift voucher from a new trainee in the House of Deelight; Sissy Jessamine.  This newbie was formerly known to me as Sissy Mark but after her forward thinking and fabulous attempts at pleasing me, and grabbing my attention,  I decided to give her a proper name.  A nice girly name.  Her favourite colour is Yellow so I chose Jessamine from Carolina Jessamine ( a yellow flower breed).  Since then, Sissy Jessamine has wanking, on instruction, on the hour, every hour but only to the edge of glory.. no cum allowed.  So far she is performing her task to standard, and I would like to welcome her as an official resident into the H.O.D

    As for the gift voucher.. I just treated myself to a lovely 1000 thread, Egyptian cotton duvet set and 4 goose feather pillows, so that I can sleep in luxury every night, and so my new little sissy pet can think of her gift as being her, wrapping herself around her mistress every night.