Session with Ms Zea; Be Careful What you Wish For part 2.

Continued...



As Ms. Zea removed the ropes that had secured me to the table, She softly stroked my engorged nipples. This kept the waves of pain/pleasure surging through my mind and body. Once i was completely untied, Ms. Zea instructed me to get down from the table and follow Her to the Discipline Dungeon. As i strained to get down from the table with the weights attached by the clamps still swinging from my aching nipples, She added “And don’t let those weights come off !” i struggled to follow Her down the hall, trying to keep up while not causing the weights to pull too hard. Every step became a jarring reminder of the special treatment that She had paid to them.

Once in the Discipline Dungeon, Ms. Zea removed the genital harness from my now tender parts, tapped the Spanking Horse with her leather gloved finger and instructed me to get up. Normally this is a relatively easy task. With the lead weights dangling on their length of chain still pulling on my aching nipples however, the task proved a test to see how quickly I could accomplish Her instruction with the least amount of increased agony. Though it took several painful tries at sliding my chest around on the leather top of the horse to get the weights hanging freely on either side (without using my hands), both clamped nipples ended up painfully pressed between my torso and the horse, further tormented by the now swinging weights. Precisely how Ms. Zea wanted them.

She fastened my ankles and wrists with the leather cuffs on the restraint pads on the four corners of the horse, pulling my torso firmly down onto the top of the horse and causing an explosion of pain from my tortured nipples. Being once again tightly secured and presented for Her pleasure, She gently drew her leather-clad hand up and down my back, mixing the pain I was feeling in my nipples with an amazing amount of pleasure. But that came with a price.

From behind me, I could hear Her step over to the wall with Her incredible collection of floggers and when She repositioned Herself behind me, I felt the implement She had chosen gently strike my shoulders and back. Ms Zea was always very conscientious about starting a flogging lightly, to properly allow Her sub to build up to the intensity level She decided was appropriate. The gentle caress of the flogger now was like a loving massage. Even as She increased the weight of Her swing, this lighter implement in Her hand was still exciting.

When She exchanged the flogger, I knew the moment the heavier tails of the new implement struck my back, I was to be tested. She increased the weight of Her swing and continued to strike various parts of my body: shoulders, sides, buttocks, thighs.
The gentle massage had now changed to discipline. The sting of the tails increased as the blows varied, the location of the strikes changed, the timing between the strokes differed, the weight She put into the swing increased. Though I was now trying to shift my body under Her blows, the bindings on my arms and legs held me firm, tightly pulled over the top of the horse. And my clamped nipples, still being crushed against the leather top, now had the pull of the swinging weights to contend with.

Taking a small break, Ms Zea used the alcohol spray over my now stinging body. She gently blew over my back, and played with her fingers through the emerging welts. That provided such an enjoyable mixed feeling, Her touch, the smarting of my new welts and the coolness of the evaporating alcohol. She continued to flog me, using both leather and rubber floggers, with varying thickness and length of tails. For me, the leather tends to feel more thumpy on the flesh while the rubber can bite and sting more. Ms Zea, being so very skilled with a flogger, can deliver a flogging that covers the complete range of feelings, from the previously mentioned massage to the point were the intensity is reaching my limit.

And without me saying so, She always knows when that level is reached and then takes me just beyond it. Without fail.

My body reacted to this amazing session of discipline by again releasing another wave of endorphins, with Ms Zea facilitating this by expertly massaging my shoulders right over the spot where the hormones are produced. My mind was swimming in bliss as my body was twitching everywhere against it bonds. This seemed to go on forever and forever. My world existed with Ms Zea, on that horse, submitting to Her will. Nothing else.

At this point the pleasure completely blocked out the pain from the flogging and my tortured nipples. If I hadn’t been tightly strapped to the Horse, I’m sure I would have floated away. Staying close by, gently stroking my flogged back with Her leather gloved hand and talking softly to me, Ms Zea made the moment absolutely amazing. She has placed me in that incredible mind and body space on numerous occasions before but this was the first time for twice in one session. It was then I noticed the tears on my face, the endorphin rush being so complete.

Then She showed me Her strap-on harness hiding under Her leather kilt...


After feeling completely owned and taken by Ms Zea, She removed the nipple clamps, what should have been a very painful moment was dulled by the incredible feeling of wellbeing and my joy at being in the perfect subspace.

Releasing me from the straps on the horse, She led me into the Fetish Salon and allowed me to present myself properly in front of Her as She sat on Her Throne Chair. She rewarded me with letting me kiss her bare feet and suck her toes. As I thanked Her for such an amazing session, I realized that this subspace was where I clearly wanted to be.

Session with Ms Zea; Be Careful What you Wish For!

After a sensuous amount of nipple play warm-up, Ms Zea attached a
nipple clamp that bit so hard into my flesh the rope binding me to the
bondage table in the Bondage Chamber was the only thing that kept me
from hitting the ceiling. Then the clamp gripping my now stinging
nipple was pulled to the side, as the chain attached to the clamp was
hung over the side of the table, clearly holding a free hanging
weight.

The bite of the alligator clamp and the pull of the weight had me
panting and whimpering sightless behind my black spandex mask and
leather blindfold. i followed the sound of Ms Zea's heels as She went
round the table and repeated the process with my second nipple. Double
the pain had me bouncing against the rope bondage that She had so
expertly placed me in. i was going no where and was completely exposed
to Her wants and wishes. As i started to regain my composure i felt
Her leather gloved hands ever so gently rub my clamped throbbing
nipples. The soft vibration that her leather encased fingers made as
She stroked my nipples caused Her to comment on what a sensation it
created. For me, even around the pain, it was now pure bliss.

But Ms Zea was not done securing me on the bondage table to Her satisfaction yet. Before She had me get up on the table, She had removed the center insert which was strategically located under my genitals and buttocks. Once i was securely bound on the table, She was able to hook a chain onto the 'D' ring on the leather ball stretcher strap that She had tightly fastened on my scrotum. To this chain She added several pounds of steel weights. It wasn't only my nipples that were being tormented by suspended weights but my now my scrotum was being painfully stretched as the steel rings swayed with my every movement. And when i thought i had reached my limit, Ms Zea would add more weight to that chain and make me squirm further to cause the swinging weights to pull harder on my tortured scrotum.


Ms Zea turned from the table and remarked that i was in need of some
exposure to the electric Violet Wand and the most severe attachment
She had for it, the metal ball chain. Bound from head to toe to the
bondage table, i had no choice but to thank Her and await my fate. The
hum of the electric hand piece came closer and was over my torso when
the shocks hit my nipple with amazing results. Being masked and
blindfolded and only being able to very faintly hear the Wand before
the contact is made with your skin lets one feel such nervous
anticipation.

The second that contact is made the sensation explodes across your skin,
the snap of the contact and the smell of the ozone it generates works
in rhythm with the futile attempts to avoid further stinging contact.
Ms Zea moved the metal ball chain attachment across my chest to my
second clamped nipple, causing the same amazing full body reaction.
Being blindfolded didn't stop my mind from "seeing" the sparks
generated when the Wand touched skin.

She proceeded to slowly make contact with that stinging attachment at
various spots up and down my exposed body, including my scrotum encased in a leather ball stretcher. This repeated contact to my bound exposed genitals increased my useless attempts at escape.

Always one to do the unexpected, Ms Zea removed my blindfold and mask, then alternated Her tactics with the Violet Wand and softly traced her leather gloved
fingers across my torso and the parts that had been stung by the
Violet Wand. This had the endorphins racing through my body, causing
it to dance against the ropes that held me firm. My mind was wishing
the discipline would stop but still wanting it to go on forever. What
an incredible feeling.

Ms. Zea is SO good at releasing those pleasure
hormones, She has it down to a fine art.

i heard the hum of the wand stop and then Ms Zea returned to the side
of my still twitching body. i next felt the cold spray of isopropyl alcohol,
and the business end of Her favorite riding crop across my
now moist and chilled body. Some light taps were then followed by harder
strikes as She cropped various parts. She revisited my swollen
nipples, the sharp sting of the crop repeatedly causing me to squirm
and the suspended weights to bounce and pull against my agonizing
nipples and testicles. Escaping Her cropping was not an option as the ropes She
applied continued to hold me firm. She next laid down several strokes
up and down the inside of my sensitive thighs, no doubt leaving an
impressive pattern that i would carry for several days. Even my
leather strapped genitals were rewarded with the bite of Her crop.
Ms Zea is so proficient with the riding crop, it is like a natural
extension of her body.

Waves of endorphins continued to surge through me as Ms Zea stopped
the cropping and looked into my eyes. Still bound as i was
to the table, the only thing i could see was Ms Zea. Taking a deep breath,
i thanked Her for the amazing play time. She
told me i was certainly welcome and with a sparkle in Her eye She
added "but you don't really think you are going to get off this
lightly today, do you? you have some time to spend in the Discipline
Dungeon next!"

To be continued...

Amazonia

Amazonia will "officially" be with the Toronto Power Exchange in a few weeks.

She is a stunning, powerful, 6'4" tall woman (in stocking feet).

Please stay tuned to the TPE blog, twitter (http://twitter.com/ZeaSadistica) and the TPE website @ http://www.canadiandominationcom/ for updates!

Double Trouble with Miss Poison and Mistress Nika (by f.t.)

(Wait don't run! This kind of trouble is lots of fun!)

i had been stripped and collared by Miss Poison. "I want you to meet someone" She told me. i crawled behind Her into the next room of the dungeon. She led me up to where Her guest was seated in a chair. From my position kneeling in homage, eyes down, all i could see were Her feet encased in black stockings and pumps. "Look up and say hello to Mistress Nika" Miss Poison generally permits eye contact only as a reward so i obeyed, but timidly, not quite believing i wouldn't still be rebuked.



i was so nervous when our eyes met briefly that Her features didn't really register well with me except that she was a youthful, very pretty brunette. i softly greeted Her as instructed and quickly returned my gaze to her shoes."Hello David" She replied. That was when i noticed Her charming Russian accent. So began my visit with Miss Poison and Mistress Nika.



As you might imagine being dominated by two beautiful women is a fantastic experience. The dynamic is entirely different. Instead of one interaction there are 3, between the submissive and each Domme and a third between the 2 Dommes. So there is much more going on which is exciting. It was wonderful to receive all that extra attention and stimulation. It was particularly novel to overhear my qualities and predispositions as a submissive being frankly discussed by the Mistresses, seemingly with total disregard to my presence. i felt a thrill as though I were eaves-dropping on a conversation I shouldn't be hearing, especially when there were positive comments!

At the same time it can be somewhat overwhelming. There is the potential for"stage fright" if one is prone to that. Also when your Mistress is sharing you with another the dynamic is a little less intimate than during a 1 on 1 interaction.

i must say though that Miss Poison co-ordinated my session such that i had some alone time with each of them which gave me the best of both worlds!

A favourite memory from that day is admiring those two raven-haired beauties from behind as they led me to my fate down the hall between rooms of the dungeon. i imagine how the procession must have looked, Miss Poison in front followed by Mistress Nika, both dressed to kill (or at least torture!) in glistening black and high heels, gliding across the floor as if on a catwalk, sexy and powerful, followed by their crawling, naked, collared slave, his eyes transfixed on them every second, taking full advantage of the brief opportunity to ogle them unnoticed. Of course the Goddesses are fully aware of what he is doing and will punish him for it when they reach their destination! Oh, but such exquisite punishment!

Surrounded by their beauty, i was enveloped by a feminine energy so strong it was palpable. I felt strangely content, fulfilled even. It was as if i was finally living a defining pre-pubescent fantasy of mine, being overpowered by a gang of "bad girls" and used for their pleasure. In one room i was strapped to the spanking horse and used and abused at both ends, forced to worship the elegant feet of Miss Poison while being flogged by Mistress Nika. In another room i was suspended in the swing and teased and tormented from all sides, not knowing what sensation i would feel next or where it would land; would it be the tickling pain of a metal wheel rolling across my inner thigh, the bite of a nipple clamp, or perhaps a gentle caress instead?

Inevitably i was reduced to a writhing mass of quivering anticipation and then ultimately raised to the heights of ecstasy!

Session with Ms Zea, Thank You, July 27th

Good evening Ms Zea,

i wasn't going to let such a great meeting get by with only a quick txt to say thanks. This message has been passed along by me many times now and i sure don't want it to be received as just the usual. Because i truly mean it. i have to say that O/our time together Monday afternoon was so really special for me.

You provided a session that introduced somethings new as well as somethings previously experienced and when combined they were just so amazing. i rode that high for some time on Monday. The chance to play with the new bondage straps was fun. i'm glad You are willing to take the opportunity to experiment with me with new activities and new toys. Being bound in the harness did provide some unique opportunities to be subjected to Your whims. And i definitely love being Your toy.

i had missed seeing You through the past 4 weeks. So i was really looking forward to O/our meeting Monday afternoon. Your sensual warm-up did it's usual superb job of placing me firmly in my oh so wonderful subspace. When You masked me with panties while i was bound on the table in the harness, You showed me again how much You can enjoy the excitement of O/our play time. Wrapping my torso in saran wrap was a deviantly creative way of making me feel totally surrendered to Your will. Then when You pierced my nipples while you pinned me down with your body, the waves of bliss were so overpowering. You again had my body and mind floating oh so high. i couldn't have been happier. i hope i didn't overstep the boundaries too much with my hands brushing the tops of Your stockings. In all fairness, initially with my hands pinioned to my sides i couldn't keep from touching Your stockings.

And i do appreciate how special that play and the subsequent golden shower was. I'm happy You feel comfortable in sharing those activities with me. I still feel so pleased remembering how exciting it was for me. O/our time has provided me with so much growth in enjoying my submission to You. In the past, being blindfolded was something i didn't prefer. (Hard to blame me when the visual being presented is so incredibly attractive.) But i have learned to enjoy Your decisions to blindfold me as both eagerly accepting Your choices of that activity and with my being happy to allow my other senses the chance to take over and provide me with stimulus, like smell, hearing and touch. It really is an amazing time.

Again thank You Ms Zea. Stay well until W/w can meet again Ms Zea, your will.

Session with Ms Zea, Thank You, July 13

Hello Ms. Zea.

i am sitting here (ahh) reflecting (ooh) on the more obvious reminders of last night session and being as they are in various shades of crimson and purple, they are sight to behold. As they seem to centre on the "sweet spot", bending forward in the presentation postion exposes them in all their glorious colours.

Thank You for leading me into the most intense exploration of that pain/pleasure conundrum that I have experienced yet. I can't say that I have felt that level of contentment for some time. The whole night left me with a huge feeling of pleasure. But I have come to believe that I see a another reason for my enjoyment with You. I used to believe that my craving for discipline was to meet my own base needs. But now, as i see You as a true Dominatrix and someone who really enjoys their activity, i believe that i have the opportunity to provide You an outlet for your own playtime. So i win both ways.

You may have picked-up on this when You stated You thought i seemed really centred on the session. i don't think i could have been more in sync with what You were providing. You were indeed in total control, exactly how both of Us/us like it. And i do appreciate that You allowed me the opportunity to experience moments of closeness with You (while on the floor and in the sling). Being able to smell You while You showed Your sensual side and smothered me was really quite special. i hope i am able to earn that privilege again.

Maybe it might please you in a future session to allow me to massage Your feet. i believe i can do a quite acceptable job at this relaxing treat. It might be three or more weeks before i can request another session. i will be thinking of You and hope You stay well until then. Bye for now, will.

Session with Miss Poison

This was to be my second session with Mistress Poison so i had some idea of what was ahead of me, however, Mistress Poison has a way of keeping one always on their toes and not knowing what is going to happen next. i arrived about 15 minutes early to the neighbourhood so i went to the cafe to have a coffee and contemplate what was about to happen over the next hour or so.


After pulling myself together i made my way to the entrance of the TPE. The door opened just far enough for me to slide in. i kept my eyes to the floor, took off my shoes, hung up my jacket and stood in front of Mistress Poison, daring not look at anything but the floor. Mistress Poison instructed me to follow Her.


Once in the examination room She stopped looked at me and said, "Where is you place?" i immediately went down to my knees and looked at the floor. Mistress Poison then gave me instructions to go to the bathroom, undress, wash my hands and meet Her in the Fetish Room.


Arriving in the Fetish Room i took my place kneeling on floor and waited in great anticipation for Mistress Poison. She showed up behind me with a canvas straight jacket that She quickly had me tightly done up in, making sure to make sure the crotch straps were closely done up. i was starting to feel completely at the Mistress's whim. With a collar around my neck i was instructed to follow the Mistress into the Discipline Room.


Once in the next room the Mistress started to remove my senses with a blindfold. i was placed on a leather stool in the middle of the room and every appendage's movement was completely restricted by either leather or rope. Once Mistress Poison had me adequately restricted she instructed me to try to move as much as possible. Noticing that i could still move my feet a bit Mistress Poison tied my toes together for complete immobility. i now couldn't do anything if I wanted and the Mistress could do anything She pleased to me.


After some CBT and NT i was rewarded by the privileges of kissing Mistress's wonderful petite feet while being completely restricted, and... Mistress Poison has a way of taking complete control of the situation without yelling or physical pain; just Her presence makes me want to submit and do anything that She says. The whole way home i kept playing the session over and over again in my head. i can't wait for the next opportunity to visit Mistress Poison again!