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  • Another #Teamviewer Takeover

    The only thing that can get in the way of my superior skills as a TechDomme is a poor internet connection on the side of my victims, so do make sure that you’ve got that base covered before enlisting in my tech control services.  That said, it won’t stop me trying and I will prevail, it’ll just cost you a bit more than those clever enough to sort their connections out first!   So now that I’ve got that out of the way, I can add another notch to my technical bedpost and welcome Sissy Will on board with a takeover of his Samsung Galaxy.  I am for the time being monitoring all his internet access, text messages, emails, calls, app usage and I can shut it down at the push of a button!


  • Slave Taquin – Distance Control Journal – Christmas Splendour

    Even though my slave made a request to be allowed some fetish freedom over Christmas, I had already decided in advance that I was going to grant my Teamviewer slaves such a privilege. I granted full access to all the joys of porn, twitter and my website… just for a few days.


    So this is Christmas and what have you done?

    It is indeed almost Christmas and I am feeling its magic as I begin this. Inevitably it has been a quiet week as everyone, Mistress included, turns their attentions to the most important things in life; friends and family. But despite this Mistress has managed to find time for me and her other faithful slaves.

    I suspected that the magic of Christmas hadn’t quite arrived in the Miss Deelight household at the beginning of the week and so I did the only thing possible to try to cheer her up a bit. I sent her a picture of an unfortunately proportioned carrot just dug up from the garden. As far as I am concerned there is nothing quite as effective as a rude vegetable to bring a smile to a ladies lips. (This explains why I have never been more successful with the opposite sex I am sure)! Mistress kindly humoured me in her response and gave me a ‘LOL’.

    Soon after the carrot episode I found myself suggesting to her that if she had any remaining tension or frustration that she should take it out on one of her lucky slaves at the HOD that day. She responded by telling me that she never sees me volunteering for such a sacrificial role. As everyone knows I genuinely hate pain. I am such a coward. But at that moment I had two overwhelming emotions ruling my responses. Firstly I really did want to do something to make Mistress happy and secondly I was desperate for attention. I didn’t tell Mistress that. I am sure that I didn’t need to. Mistress had blocked me from any online fetish fun more than a week earlier and had only really communicated with me on a vanilla level for some time also. These two emotions combined to make me fantasize about being strapped down at the HOD, gagged and totally unable to resist whilst Mistress took pleasure in venting her frustrations on me. I find the idea of forced and enforced submission to be a real turn on. But it results in me fantasising about being forced to endure things that I know I would hate in reality. In the end I thought better about sharing too much of these conflicting thoughts with Mistress.

    Instead I asked her a question about her own motivations where pain and submission were concerned. This is something that fascinates me. I don’t have it in me to physically hurt someone and therefore I have little comprehension of why it should give Mistress the pleasure that it obviously does on occasion. I find it particularly confusing as I also know her to be caring and compassionate. This was the response that she gave me….

    ‘I enjoy the submission and the slave’s ability to endure and progress under my expert guidance’.

    I tried to consider this in my own context and came to the conclusion that Mistress has many other slaves far better suited to this. Mistress has made me submit to her in so many ways. In particular I feel the need for my submission to be choreographed by Mistress. It has to be active, not passive. It wouldn’t feel right just to stand at the HOD to receive a punishment. Mistress will always restrain me first. It wouldn’t feel right to just tell Mistress that I had put on the Chastity device. Mistress will always demand photographic proof. It wouldn’t feel right to be asked by Mistress where I was if it was not for the fact that I know that I can never lie. Mistress can so easily check my location by accessing my phone. But however I get there; submitting to Mistress just feels right. But I do not consider myself very good at ‘enduring’ pain. I thanked Mistress for her response and left it at that.

    On Thursday I was getting into the Christmas spirit and thought that I should make a tongue in cheek suggestion to Mistress. I told her that I had an idea, with only her best interests in mind of course. I suggested that she would find things easier if she didn’t have to put up with me wittering on at her over the Christmas period. I suggested that she should release me from the device and reinstate my internet access so that I could remind myself of what life would be like without her control in my life. She just laughed at my ridiculous suggestion and got on with her day.

    On Friday I was surprised to find that Twitter worked on my phone. This didn’t seem right. I next checked Mistresses’ web site, and that opened up as well. Now that really was strange. I wondered if there was some glitch in the control software that Mistress uses to dominate my online existence. I didn’t look at any of the content of either site and sent Mistress a text asking if the access was deliberate on her part. After 15 minutes of waiting for a response a thought came to my mind. I wondered if the controls on my PC had been released. This involves a different sort of software and so I thought it would answer my question for me. I booted up my PC to find all controls had been removed. Happy days!!! I sent Mistress a quick text of thanks and dived into several weeks of fetish internet backlog. What fun!

    And then on Saturday (Christmas Eve) came the real surprise. Mistress provided me the code to allow me to access my chastity lock key. She told me that I had free access to stroke and cum as often as I like until locking myself up again at Midday on Boxing Day. Wow, Wow, Wow!!!! This dear reader has never, ever, happened before. Having been feasting on the wonders of the internet for the previous day I thought that I should rush off immediately and take advantage of my new-found freedom. But I stopped myself. I asked myself the question ‘what would Mistress do to make this mind-blowing?’ I can never hope to make it feel as good as when Mistress does it to me but I did know that she wouldn’t rush into it. She would taunt and she would tease. She would take the time to drive me nuts. She would wait until I was ready to scream in frustration before finally, if I was very lucky, bring me to a thundering orgasm. I decided that I would spend the rest of the day doing everything that I could to make the most of this wonderful early Christmas present from my Mistress. I wasn’t going to have that precious orgasm until bed time that night. That was until I read Mistresses introduction to my blog that described the day that she took the money from my bank account for another 12 months of devotion and servitude. I read the words that she had written that so clearly described the power she holds over me, and crumbled. I rushed inside, locked myself in the bathroom and within 5 minutes had enjoyed my first orgasm! Oh it was so good. I did indeed have a more leisurely orgasm that night and slept like baby.

    Christmas Day was all about family and festivities. But at 9pm I realised that my opportunities to make the most of my freedom were quickly ebbing away. I knew that I would be driving for most of the following morning and that I was required to lock up again at Midday. Tonight was my last proper opportunity. It was then that an idea struck me. To cut a long story short my age and my health has taken its toll on the degree of vigour that Mistresses property is capable of. I had with the permission of Mistress invested in Viagra some months earlier, but had never had the opportunity before now to try it. (I am of course normally constrained by a device). I decided that in that last evening of freedom I would give it a try. On any other day of the year I would have asked the permission of Mistress but I certainly wasn’t about to send her a text on Christmas evening. With some trepidation I took a pill and waited to see what happened.

    I am pleased to report that it did ‘what it said on the tin’. I didn’t get a raging hard on as I sat watching Christmas Day TV (there wasn’t any stimulation in anything that we were watching) but when the time came to go to bed and to provide myself with an orgasm I found that my erection was better and lasted for longer than it would otherwise have. The sensation was slightly different to what it would otherwise have been, and if anything, slightly less sensitive. Probably a good thing. All in all a great success! The other thing to report, sat here as I am typing this on Boxing Day morning, is that it didn’t result in a night enduring a hard on that wouldn’t go away. I had my orgasm and happily drifted off to sleep.

    And so in answer to the question posed at the beginning of this blog: What have I done? I have experienced and hugely enjoyed another year under the expert control of Miss Deelight. I am locked into another 12 months of sweet torment. I have had a fantastic Christmas for all the right reasons. Today marks the beginning of the next phase. The device will be put on. The picture will be sent to Mistress showing the coded lock and I will have returned to my rightful place.

    Thank you Mistress for making my Christmas even more wonderful than it would otherwise have been.


  • OwnedbyMD – My Not So New, Plaything

    I’ve been playing with this slave on and off for quite some time now, at least since April last year (that is when my file on him was first created anyway!).  I took over his PC using TeamViewer and he has dipped in and out of playing with me and has always had free reign and sometimes explicit instructions to play with others (I have watched him via his webcam on occasion while he does so).  But now things are stepping up a level.  My slave has not found total fulfilment in having the freedom to play at his own leisure so now he asked me to trial him as one of my owned submissive pets.  I have agreed to this and have instructed him to write an introductory journal for my blog…. Read on!


    This is my first attempt at a blog for MissDeelight and it’s difficult to know where to start. So I should come straight to the here-and-now and explain why I’m sat here, on my day off, wearing panties with my cock (her property) locked in a metal cage

    I’ve been a fan of fetish and dominance for quite a while. There’s something so horny about watching sexy women (who are unobtainable) think nothing about wearing latex and doing all sorts of kinky things to those who go and visit them. I’ve had a few real time sessions which have been great although I am increasingly turned on by the psychological aspect of domination. MD has both the physical appeal (drop dead gorgeous and mind-blowing in her pictures) and mental control that make her someone that I want to be considered as ‘hers’. As in – she owns me

    (Quick interlude – MD has just tweeted what I’m wearing right now – hasn’t helped the comfort of the cock cage!!)
    Where was I …….
    So why did I ask MD to trial me as becoming one of her submissives;
    – because she is stunning, sexy, kinky and a little deviant. Which means she gets my kinks and plays them out expertly
    – because she goes the extra mile. She doesn’t just take a tribute and play out a request, she puts her own spin on it. I cant imagine many Mistresses that would interact with a slave’s vanilla friend to add some spice, that would make a slave park her car, that would take selfies in slaves own cars whilst they’re all tied up in her dungeon, etc, etc
    – because she takes the effort to get to know here slaves. I didn’t ask for today’s task but she took the time to give it to me. I also got home from the shops to find her spying on me via my cam – something quite vulnerable about that thought
    – because she is fair and can be trusted. It scares and excites me that she has a file on me … knows my names/address and various passwords. I don’t think I can be controlled to the same extent as some of her other slaves and this is understood by her. She understands there are times when I can play (and feel very vulnerable) and times when I need to go about my vanilla life
    – because I think she enjoys (as opposed to tolerates) my kinks. I hope, one day soon, to be taken and used by her strapon. She can film it if she wants or she can just use me in private. She can also stalk me in the future so that she knows I know she has the power
    I’ll leave it at that for now. I know i can go and look at her twitter pictures or chat online but if touching her property means I just feel a metal cage …. I should save myself for when she wants me to ‘make a mess’

    Thank you thus far Mistress. Sexy and kinky. Perfect