Mistress Amina

I am back to work as usual after being in the UK for a few days. I had a fabulously subservient slave just before I left and he was so willing to let me have my wicked way that I enjoyed our little session immensely.

Slave wanted to be dressed up in women's boots and fisted, yes that's right fisted! Putting my entire fist in side the bottom and giving it a good go over. There are some that really do love the limits to be pushed to the maximum and this certainly is the ultimate for ...

Friday, I do love breath play, nothing like watching the life drain from the eyes of a slave. That is the ultimate control, and the ultimate in subservience allowing oneself to be totally at the mercy of your Mistress, will she revive you or will she just let you die, hmmmm decisions decisions lol

I had a slave wishing to try all sorts, breath play, foot worship, wrestling, being used like a slut and all in the half hour. Seriously you have to be like frigging superwomen to get all ...

Thursday, Two of the usual suspects, one school boy requiring punishment and one slave needing humiliating. They both got what they deserved for sure. I must admit I do love my naughty school boys, they can all take such a hard beating it is a truly uplifting experience to say the least.

I find there is nothing more satisfying than verbally humiliating someone. Literally watching them break down and cry in front of you as you walk around them, stare at them and tell them what a pathetic ...

Wednesday, I slapped a slave across the face. He loved it. Disrespectful thing claimed he wished to serve for an hour, was then late and said he could only manage thirty minutes as he had to get to a meeting. So I slapped him, he smiled and looked eager for more.

I slapped him again pushed him off his feet and gave him a good kick for good measure when he hit the floor. He grovelled at my feet, kissing them, muttering his apologies.

I told him to crawl behind me and ...

Tuesday, had my regular naughty little school boy yet again called into my office for disrupting his classes. It seems once a week he is in need of a good thrashing. Oh how I love a naughty boy who can take a good caning.

In walks the boy, head down, eyes to the floor straight into my office and stands in the corner facing the wall. He knows all too well what is expected of him as this is his third visit to Head Mistress office.

I verbally punish him, telling him how ...