The Doms of Prague

Double Event

I had just slid down the trousers and underpants of one of my regulars and was selecting a cane, when the telephone rang. “Please Mistress, take the call”, he said, as evidently he was enjoying his position bending over the bench naked. The call was from a transatlantic gentleman, who had wanted to visit me for some time, having heard about my speciality of “spit-roasting”. He had just settled into a nearby hotel on arrival at Heathrow and wanted an appointment as soon as possible. I explained that I had a client with me, but my regular, who had developed a degree of “bi-curiosity” of late, suggested he join us. It was soon arranged, and in the interim I warmed up my regular with a paddle till his plump buttocks were reddened. At this point the other gentleman arrived, tall and thin, a complete contrast to my regular. We all agreed on the original choice of cane, and soon I was beating four buttocks, two lean and two rotund. It was like a set of drums and I achieved quite a tattoo to their amusement. However, pain soon overcame this as they felt my whip stinging their flesh.

Now my regular surveyed my range of dildos, but said he preferred the intimacy of the strap-on. I gently lubricated him and penetrated deeply making his scrotum swing with the movements. The other gentleman was immediately aroused and his long penis seemed tailor made for the “spit-roast”. Soon we were all three connected in great harmony, to the extent that the gents achieved simultaneous orgasm. They were both so happy and obviously satisfied and they both agreed it was one of their best experiences ever.

Recommended Client

It is always gratifying to see new clients by recommendation, indeed this is becoming a growing feature of the scene. Thus a gentleman came to me for a session after one of my loyal slaves had advised him to see a professional Dominatrix after some disagreeable experiences with amateurs and part-timers. My medical background and experience had prompted my slave to send this man to me. He was very apprehensive and uncertain of his direction. I reassured him by agreeing at the start “a safe word” and by explaining my extensive array of equipment in the Dungeon. He opted for anal penetration combined with cock and ball torture. I gave him “an examination” to be on the safe side, then after gentle lubrication I inserted the strap-on, which produced an instant orgasm. He was a very receptive gent, craving more and more stimulation. He squirmed with pleasure as I squeezed his testicles and applied the restraints. Afterwards he told me that he had enjoyed the perfect session and that I had instantly understood the requirements of a multi-orgasmic submissive. We then fixed another appointment for further exploration of his needs and fantasies.

The Old School Tie

Many of my clients are from the upper ranks of the government, the judiciary and even the church, to judge from their manners and patterns of speech. “The old boy” network still seems to flourish. So I was reminded when a new gentleman wanted a same day appointment. Though rather busy that day I was intrigued by his style on the telephone, so over he came. Without much ado he stood there “bollock naked” but very well shaven, if you see what I mean, -- naked except for a rather distinctive tie, that he requested that he retain. In a refined voice he said in so many words that “he liked it up the arse.” I showed him my extensive range of dildos and strap-ons. In obvious pleasurable anticipation, he requested a medium to large strap-on. “Please be gentle with me, Mistress” he whispered. I tenderly applied a little lubricant, bent him over and slowly inserted the tool. He moaned with delight. “Please do not let me come yet,” he moaned. I pulled down his member carefully, as it was rigidly stiff, so that it now pointed downwards. Too much detail !!! --so I will just say, his orgasm was so intense that it was like a woman’s. When he recovered, he said, “I have sinned, Goddess, you must punish me severely as I deserve.” I gave him a very good six of the best; the Dungeon re-echoed to the sound of the swipes. He very nearly climaxed again!

Afterwards he explained that as a man who had great power and influence, he required to suffer humiliation and punishment. He felt a certain nostalgia for his school days. Now he had found in me a Dominatrix who could administer a flagellation to expiate his sins.

Picnic in the Park

Well, it is spring with lengthening days, blossoms and sunshine:  small wonder then that my stable of senior slaves were keen to pay their respects.  They were certainly in frisky mood, one brought a hamper from that best of shops in Knightsbridge, another brought a magnum of my favourite Champagne. The cheekiest one unwrapped a little parcel containing an extremely brief bikini. “That will display your divine curves” he quipped. “You impertinent slave”, I retorted, and forthwith led him by the tie into my Dungeon. In a trice, he was bent over my whipping bench, while two slaves at my nod removed his trousers and pants. Then it was six of the best of his plump buttocks. “Better take a cushion to the picnic” said one smiling. Still I deduced by their faces that they would have all like a sharp caning. Anyway, no time for that, and we were soon in the park enjoying a light lunch. I, surrounded by their admiring glances, enjoyed the mellow sunshine. No, I did not wear the bikini, although they were all taking furtive looks at my cleavage. “Boys, will be boys” I mused. Anyway, one of them had booked a session for cock and ball torture back at my Temple. So it was back for some more pleasure.