Mistress Amina

Thursday, I just haven't had the time to write, it would be a glorious thing to have a live in slave 24/7 to do to all the jobs I find tedious. Alas it seems that unlike the UK in Ireland a good slave is hard to find.

I had a curious visit from a slave who turned out to be, well rather dominant. He actually had the audacity to say "Just play with my nipples and make me cum" Needless to say he did not get what he wanted! I don't know how many times I have to state I am a Dominatrix, therefore only subservient people may be allowed to visit me.

Thankfully I had a slave wishing to be gagged, masked and to have his cock, balls and nipples tortured. He was a god send as after the encounter with a non slave I was ready to take it out on a real one.

In he came and into the cross dressers room where he shed his manly clothes and I stuffed the gag in his mouth, put on the collar and cuffs chains and clipped on the lead. I led him into the dungeon room.

I forced him into the cage and told him to lie on his back. I started to walk around the cage, hitting it with my cane and telling him what a pathetic little gimp he was. I spat on him and he groaned nodding his head in a yes gesture, pathetic.

I picked up the large candle full of wax and I poured it through the cage and it fell onto his nipple. He groaned more and again shook his head. His nipple covered in hot wax going red underneath. I poured out more all the time telling him what a worthless gimp he truly was.

I moved around the cage laughing at him, spitting on him and throwing hot wax all over his chest. I looked at his erect cock and laughed. "Lets see just how excited you are after I burn it" He shook his head, yes , yes.

I poured out a little wax which fell onto the base of his cock, he moaned and shook his head. More wax flowed down on the shaft and eventually hit the tip of his cock. He groaned, his body now shaking with the pain.

I laughed, and poured more hot wax onto his balls and back up onto his cock watching him wriggle around in pain, groaning like some sort of animal and shaking his head, yes yes.

I ordered him out of the cage and onto the spanking chair. I got out my paddle and told him he would need to take 5 lashes on his feet. He nodded, yes, yes. With that I sung and hit the soles of both feet.

He instantly groaned in a high pitch sound. "Squeal like a pig boy" Another hard hit and he was quivering, groaning, so much pain. Another hit and I almost expected him to fall off the chair but to his merit he did not.

The final hit, always the worst, so hard and fast, I am sure it would vibrate throughout the entire body as I hit him he fell to the floor, squealing, wriggling around until he sat on his knees and bowed him head in honouring me.

I tied his arms up and spread his legs. I got out my whip and started to whip between his legs hitting his cock and his balls, a short sharp sort of a pain with very little effort on my half, fabulous.

The nipple clamps I have are quite severe. The have no protective rubber layer, well I mean it wouldn't be torture would it if they had. They can literally be tightened so hard that they would pierce even the most stubborn of nipples.

I tighten them on and let them hang. He is groaning already and that is the easiest part. I tell him how I used to have a pulley system where I had nipple hooks and would hook them through the nipple and literally lift people up by them, hmmm I wonder if I can get one made here.

I lift the chain with just one finger and he starts to groan in pain. I laugh and pull it up higher and watch him raise onto his tip toes. Such a simple thing to raise a chain with one finger, forcing the nipples to twist round and be pulled out further and further.

I rip off the nipple clamps and laugh as he squeals again, body shaking and nodding his head. I untie his arms then sit him on the chair and tie them behind him. I spit on his face, squeeze his nipple with my nails and laugh.

I put my foot on his cock and push down on it. He groans and shakes. I am literally stamping on the thing. Its all red and throbbing as I push harder and harder. I then release.

I grab his cock and balls and twist them in my hand squeezing hard. "do you need these?, do you want them?" I am literally almost pulling them off as he is shaking his head, yes, yes.

I let go and laugh, I tell him just how honoured he is that I don't actually rip off his cock and balls and and keep them in a jar for all to see. A warning to others that if they don't impress and serve me they will be punished and scarred for life.

I take him into the boudoir and lay him on the bed. I then sit on his face smothering him in my catsuit. I am holding his arms down as he wriggles beneath me, oxygen running out of his lungs desperate for a gasp of air.

I do this several times before I stand and tell him to lay there still while I fetch the nipple clamps. When I return he hasn't moved, still chained, body red from the hot wax.

I put the nipple clamps back onto his nipples so tight that he squirms when they are not even being touched. "You may relieve yourself" He nods his head, yes, yes and as he wanks furiously I pull on the chain of the clamps, twisting his nipple, causing him so much pain and he explodes.

Mistress Amina