A Fantasy Story by Ms. Zea's Private Pet will.

A Fantastic Introduction to a Wonderful New Location…


After all my hours of anticipation i found myself standing before Ms. Zea, for the first time in Her new play space. And it really is quite a special setting: a tasteful, classy location that She has decorated with Her own very stylish touch. A most special occasion for me.

And as always, Ms Zea’s chosen wardrobe is a clue as to what role She will play in O/our session. i’m glad She chose to wear Her red satin bustier. Against Her fair skin and the black accoutrements and leather high heels She wore, She made a classic, stunning visual treat in that distinguished setting of Her new Studio.

Ms Zea starts O/our play with me in my customary position of respectful submission to Her authority. Undressed, kneeling in front of Her, eyes lowered and hands clasped behind my back. It still amazes me how easily I can be moved into such a blissful substate by something as simple as the closeness when I’m kneeling before Her, when She fastens the collar that She had made especially for me around my neck and then adds the tantalizing actions of playing with my nipples. It must be because Ms. Zea makes that activity such an intimate, sensual place for me to be that Her power over me becomes so complete. And it works every single time.

i have developed a newfound admiration for the versatility of the sling frame that is a major piece of Her play space equipment and the variety of ways Ms. Zea has utilized it with me. i have spent many heavenly hours bound in the full rubber sling in that frame as I was again Monday, leaving me open to whatever She desired. The actions of Ms Zea first using Her gloved fingers to explore my butt hole and then massaging my prostate had left me feeling so very much in Her control. Her skill and experience in this activity had me riding incredible sensations, closer and closer to but not being allowing over that crashing edge. Her expert manipulation of my bodies’ most sensuous part just kept going on and on. After what seemed like ages, when She started to use a fantastic P spot massager, I continued to float with those amazing sensations as my prostate was expertly milked.

It moved to a different experience when Ms. Zea altered that activity by adding the bite of a pair of vicious tit clamps on my nipples. i would venture to guess that those clamps were the most nasty pair She has used on me to date. Under Her skilful training, She has advanced my ability to endure ever increasing pain. And i do it because it pleases Her that i strive to accept Her play activities fully. With the clamps being secured tightly to the chain overhead, my nipples were painfully tormented by both the swinging motion She intentionally added to the sling and then by Her direct finger play, the pleasure of the prostate milking came at the cost of some severe shooting pain in my tortured nipples. It was clearly a delicious trade that She exacted from me. Always One to mix some pleasure with my punishment, She then displayed the intimate ownership that She holds over me when She shared sips of Her wine from Her lips. It is such an amazing mind space to be so fully dependant on Her, having eagerly turned all control over to Ms Zea.

my whole body still tingles when I think of that play.

That sling activity was so different to what i experienced when Ms Zea then removed me from the sling, had me stand while having my hands cuffed to the overhead spreader bar, legs tightly roped apart to the base of the frame. my nipples remained tortured with those biting alligator clamps but now weights were hung from my leather bound ball sack. It was while i was in that position that Her expert use of Her leather riding crop was clearly demonstrated, with two very round masses of welts forming on those sweet spots that She mentioned She so liked to hit. And the tenderness of my inner thighs to that cropping definitely provided some intense pain play without any great amount the exertion by Ms Zea. Her targeting of the weights on my now painfully stretched ball sack with Her crop added to the variety and intensity of the punishment I was being subjected to.

Her use of the black leather riding crop is so very much in a Lady or Governess of the House style, it being a graceful delicate looking instrument that can produce some immediate painful results. It complimented so well the attractive red silk bustier and the Her new classy surroundings. Like I mentioned in session (after asking and receiving permission to speak), the sight of Her hand on the black leather handle of the crop when using it was so erotic. I was mesmerized by Her actions with it. Plus Her frequent attention to my clamped nipples with the business end of the crop had me swaying from pain to pain. So much very intense stimulation, all over.

Ms Zea continued to build to that incredible session. She removed my arms from the overhead bar, then added the element of my arms now fastened together behind my back and then hoisted upwards with the frame pulley, in an application of strappado. With my head forced downwards, my backside was now more exposed to Her discipline. And the weights hung from my bound nut sack continued to provide a target for Her ridding cropping, to my continued mix of pain and pleasure. The application of the crop to a dozen vulnerable spots while i was positioned this way had me drifting along in continued painful bliss.

Then the previous amazing time of prostate milking was replaced by the forceful use of Her exquisite Red Strap-On, taking me hard and fully. my still secured arms had been lowered just enough to allow me to be bent over and on to the executioners table which She had moved into position within the frame. With Her hand reaching up and pulling back on my leather collar, Ms Zea proceeded to ride me, harder and deeper than ever before. i have never felt more like Her plaything, so totally Hers.

The mental and physical difference of that activity from my time in the sling was amazing. Two completely different feelings based on activity in one body location. The first was intimate and almost serene. The later activity, more raw, so out of my control, completely at Her mercy. And when, with Her Red Phallus still inside me, She leaned down against me, the feeling of the contact Her skin made with my back had the effect of making me surface mentally from one mind place, to identify and enjoy the contact with Her against my back, only to then lose it when She straightened and then have me fall back into the mindset of being taken again. Such an unbelievable range of physical and emotional feelings.

Ms. Zea had me firing on so many levels and still just kept me from massive sensory overload. That was without doubt, the most out of my control body and mind experience Ms Zea has led me through.

Then, being as thoughtful and caring as She is, i was allowed the chance to orally worship Her stocking encased toes while laying at Her feet. Fully enjoying the pleasures She had granted me in an incredible session. Then, She granted me even more pleasure by allowing me to touch myself while she softly whispered of a sensuous bathtub scenario that I had previously spoken of to Her...(but, that is another fantasy story!)

Session with Ms Zea and Her Private Collared Pet "will".

Hello Ms Zea,

i want to start by saying what a special time i had with You on Wednesday. You looked fantastic as usual, that top really emphasizing Your amazing figure. You offered a splendid selection of activities; the novelty of the new upper torso harness, both standing upright in the sling frame and then bent over the horse for some exceptionally amazing cropping (please see attached photos, its going to be a fun week or so trying to hide this :). The change in plans (yes?) with deciding to pierce my nipples and then both punishing them and giving them Your sensuous touch and play. That had me riding such an incredible wave of bliss that still arouses me thinking about it (like right, right now). i am so lucky that You enjoy going with the moment and have both the skills and interest to do what strikes Your fancy.

And then mentioning to me that playing with me had recharged You... That observation is probably that most telling thing for me that i am with exactly Who i had been looking for for so long.

My nipples are still engorged and sore. i had to wear a sweater to conceal my rock hard points. The slightest brush against them sends waves of pleasure all through me.

The sensation in my butt hole is another treat You have left me with. Even though i was unable to finish what You so kindly allowed on Weds., You couldn't have rocked me any higher. i though i was going to burst out of my skin i was feeling so much physical and mental response to You actions. The stimuli was fantastic, the whole experience of being Yours for that activity. My butt hole is still buzzed, feeling like it wants more. What an amazing workout.

And You placing my collar on me is like the cherry on top. It provides such a solid psychological and emotional grounding for me when i am with You, it sets me exactly where i want to be.

Wednesday was another incredible time for me, one of many but still able to excite me thinking about it.

Thank You Ms Zea, stay well

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...

The Goddesses Were With me Last Night, a testimonial by Ms Zea's will.

The Goddesses were certainly with me last night. On short notice, Ms Zea was able to see me. And after a very long day of having my mind slip away repeatedly to revisit the many previous incredible activities W/we have shared, i stood at Her entranceway with my heart racing. After years of enjoying the pleasure of play with Ms Zea, i still felt a rush of excitement approaching Her door and awaiting whatever She had in store for U/us.

Often, Ms Zea will ask in advance if i have any activities i would like Her to consider for O/our session. As W/we have a long history and Ms Zea knows better than i what i need, some of my requests are used, and some are not. That is the backbone of the exchange of power that ihave entered into with Ms. Zea. As W/we have played over the years, my trust and respect for Her has grown so to the point where i am totally Hers at playtime, to do what She will. And i truly enjoy my subspace that She repeatedly leads me to. Tonight, as i wasn’t given the opportunity to offer considerations and that only that tweaks my excitement level up several notches. One of Ms Zea’s many fortes is Her inquisitiveness, imagination and the obvious enjoyment She has when W/we session. So now W/we are playing to Her pleasure. (Which is in reality, is my pleasure too.)

Her greeting was warm and personable, with a hug and a kiss. And as always She looks magnificent, tonight in Her black leather corset, short black leather kilt with stockings and heels. W/we chatted for a bit about what W/we each had been up to since O/our last meeting, then She announced it was time to get down to some serious Female Domination. Trying to hide my obvious pleasure at this announcement, i prepared myself as directed. Ms Zea had Me undress before Her as She watched. Then, She commanded me to kneel before Her as She sat on Her throne chair. She slowly and sensuously played with my nipples, until i was throbbing with pleasure. Then, She put my collar on me—always a deep and special thrill, as She had it custom made just for me.

After some more caressing and taunting, She ordered me to follow Her to the Medical Room. She motioned for me to get on the medical table, and She bound me to it with many straps, buckles and cuffs. The nipple play progressed with various tools, including a pointy Whartenberg Wheel. Then, She brought out the vibrating sound, and brought me to the brink several times, as i rode the waves of endorphins She orchestrated. Then, She used medical tape to secure the sound in my penis, so She could use Her hands for other things…The sterile single-use-only enema bag’s outer packaging was torn open in front of me, then it was filled with water that was just slightly warmer than my body temperature; just perfect to avoid irritating internal cramps that would spoil O/our pleasure. My eager rectum and then the tip of the nozzle was lubricated, and i was filled to the feeling of perfect fullness. While the enema settled in, Ms Zea massaged my abdomen, played with my nipples, and manipulated the vibrating urethral sound to even greater heights. Just as the intensity became too much to bear, She stopped the activity, removed the enema nozzle, and undid my medical table bindings. After i was finished in the bathroom, i met Ms Zea back in the Throne Room.

Ms Zea had prepared a special treat: an over the knee spanking with a variety of hair brushes, wooden spoons and paddles (while i lay across Her lap and stretched across Her leather couch with my face down). my buttocks went from warm red to stinging crimson, to the point that my cheeks are still tender and warm today as i write this. (Thank You Ms Zea).

Ms Zea then placed me in the rubber sling, fastening my ankles and wrists in their respective cuffs. The click of Her stiletto heels on the hardwood floors is the only sound i hear as She slowly walks around to the side of the sling. “Did you wonder why I didn’t place your nipples in any clamps tonight?” She asked with a sly smile on Her face. She had worked on my nipples with Her fingers during the night, at times soft and titillating then forceful, with pinching and twisting that had me standing on my tip toes. “i'm sure You had your reasons” i replied, knowing the answer would probably be revealed soon enough. “Well, I’m going to pierce your nipples tonight AND I have something else I want to do with them while you are nice and secure in the sling”. She turned and went to gather the piercing supplies from an antique bureau beside the sling frame.

After prepping Her gloved hands and both my nipples with two different antiseptic solutions and a germicide, She showed me the first needle. It certainly looked longer and thicker than the ones She has used in the past. She grasped my nipple between Her gloved thumb and forefinger, placed the needle point at the site she chose to pierce and looked into my eyes as i watched with excitement and anticipation. She SLOWLY pushed the needle through the outer layer of skin and the subsequent layers of epidermis, and then out the other side. She capped the sharp end with a little cork and to gently play with the now pierced and rigid nipple. What an amazing rush. She then proceeded to place a second needle through my newly pierced nipple, perpendicular to and just under the first. She repeated this process with my other nipple. She stood at my side and gently played with my new multiple pierced pleasure buttons. It was a good thing i was tightly secured to the sling as i felt i could have floated away with the endorphins that were surging through me. She told me She had felt it was time to change the way She pierced me, going from a past quick movement to a longer, slower piercing so W/we could both better enjoy the experience, and She couldn’t have been more right.

Through the haze of my endorphin rush, i watched a She took a long leather thong and proceeded to wrap the cord around and under the crossed needles and then to repeat this with the other pierced nipple. She lowered the chain that held the suspension bar from the top cross member of the sling frame to a point about 18 inches over my chest. She looped the middle of the leather thong on the hook and then pulled the chain back up. This in turn just barely took up the slack in the thong and pulled the tied piercings upwards. The pressure this put on the piercings was that incredible mixture of pain and pleasure that can take your breath away. Another endorphin rush, a really big one. Then Ms Zea went to the foot of the sling and ever so gently rocked the sling back and forth, causing an explosion of feelings in my pierced, stretched nipples that had me being carried away on a fantastic ride of sensations. My whole body was responding to this incredible stimulus. Soon my own body was rocking the sling on its own. Then, Ms Zea used a very special method to make my body rock back and forth to the power and control of Her rhythm. And that just kept the pleasures happening… After what seemed like forever, Ms Zea steadied the rocking sling, put on new clean gloves, and started to untie my stretched nipples.

As she removed the needles from my nipples, i got the chance to clear my head some and think of how lucky i was to have the chance to play with someone as special as Ms. Zea. My journey with Her over the years has led me to such amazing experiences, it is hard to believe i’m the same person who showed up at Her establishment thinking the couple of activities i had experienced up to that point were all that i was looking for. Silly me. My Goddess has shown me so much more.

New Leather Bondage Sack!

A new toy is SO much fun! The bodybag arrived at The Toronto Power Exchange a few days ago, and I have been saving it for a very special guy, my pet, will. He loves leather, and we don't get around to bondage enough. I started out the session with long, slow, taunting nipple play. I ordered him to take a very cool shower, and then directed him to get on his knees. I softly caressed his erect nipples until he was leaning forward, aching for Me to pinch them harder. Only when he started to groan did I increse the intensity of my touch on his sensitive nipples. I slowwwwly squeezed, pinched, scratched and twisted them stronger and firmer. As the intensity progressed, he thanked me: "Oh, Goddess, thank you...sooooo gooooood..." Then, when my fingers could do no more without drawing blood, I put a new pair of nipple clamps on his totally engorged and aching nipples. The clamps were shiny silver pinchers with rubber tips, and they could be made tighter or looser by sliding a small circular clamp up or down on my whim. I tugged and pulled on the chain that connected the two clamps, increasing will's rapture even more. Eventually, I ordered him to stand up and follow Me to the bondage room. I put a blindfold on him, and led him by my voice and the nipple clamp chain to the room at the end of the hall.

Upon entering the (new) bondage room, I told him to smell deeply. Eventually, he caught the scent of the new leather bondage sack, and moaned. I then removed the blindfold, and he gasped--"Oh my Goddess! It's beautiful!" I informed him that he was a lucky boy, as I had saved the inaugural use of the leather sack just for him. I took the leather bondage sack off the wall from where it was displayed, and lay it on the executioners (bondage) table. He slipped into the sack like it was made for him--like it was a second skin. I slowly zippered it up, and he literally shivered as it encased his body perfectly, from head to toe. Then, I laced up the front of the bag, and cinched him even tighter. More moans emanated from the bag, and I ran my hands over the hot leather-encased body beneath Me. Then I started tightening the 12 buckled straps on the side of the bondage sack. He sighed and thanked Me profusely. "I've never felt anything this secure, this tight, and this comfortable before, Ma'am! Thank you so much!" After playing with his leather-snugged body more, I unzippered the centre of the sack, and revealed his cock and balls. More fun ensued...After taunting him to the edge, he shared how the feeling of being encased in leather while his genitals were exposed to be a wonderful combined sensation. Then, I undid the velcro'd squares covering his nipples, and paid some attention to these sensitive and swollen areas. I tucked his cock and balls into the leather bondage sack, and closed the zipper on his body, virtually mummifying him in leather. After some more caressing of his sensuously leather mummified body, I took out a long rope and secured him to the table with tight criss-crossed bands that hooked into the eyebolts of the bondage table.

More private fun ensued, and then I climbed on top of him and enjoyed myself by taunting him with my sensual leather-corsetted body, on top of his totally immobilized leather-ensconced form. Needless to say, our mutual body heat made the temperature in the room rise. After almost 2 hours of this leather bondage fun, I detached the ropes from the table, unhooked the straps on his sides, undid the rope cinching the bag in together in the middle, and slowly unzippered him from his leather coocoon. He stepped out of the leather sack, and we both commented on how enjoyable the new leather bondage toy is.

Then I ordered him to bend over the bondage table, while I used My new hickory paddle and rattan canes on his freshly un-leathered ass. The new canes and paddle are fabulous...perfectly made, well balanced, and easy to sanitize. After reddening his ass, I directed him towards the sling frame in the other room, and proceeded to massage his prostate. I taunted him by talking about the naughty things we could do with the leather bondage sack next time...and then as his moans and breath rate increased, he begged me to allow the session to climax...he is a very good boy, and amuses me. I let him take another shower to freshen up after the hot and messy session, and then we shared good conversation and cold strawberries after the scene. We enjoyed ourselves and the new leather bondage sack very much!