Spring is in the air, the wild flowers are in bloom, and my regulars are showing a renewed enthusiasm for correction. As an example, one of my devoted following of slaves, a company director came to see me. Stutteringly he confessed to “bossy behaviour” towards his work force. With an imperious look, I gestured with my cane to bend over the bench and delivered some vigorous swipes. “Remove your trousers and pants at once” I commanded, and I then delivered six of the very best until his plump buttocks went from red to purple. “Thank you, Mistress”, he whispered. “Maintain your position,” I replied. I knew what he wanted, -- and needed; so reaching between his legs, I pulled his scrotum downwards and separated his testicles. I then applied the traditional “cock and ball torture”, while he writhed in ecstasy, his brain not knowing whether to register pain or pleasure the greater.
As the session continued I sensed his fulfilment; and afterwards he thanked me for the reality check that I had given him in realising his need for utter subordination to a strong minded dominatrix. However, I know that many of you out there do not want such severe treatment, so don’t be shy, come and see me for some pleasurable pains or vice versa. Tell me your fantasies, and I will see what I can do for you. “It’s never too late and it’s never too soon.”