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[14 May 2011|09:39am] |
I have the most delicious male submissive.
If anyone would like to pay to play with him in a Master or Mistress Training session or a session where I top the two of you, please email Elena@ObeyElena.com. I'm eager to put him through his paces again after the workout I gave him last night, and I think he'll be an excellent teaching tool for novice dominants.
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[25 Apr 2011|06:45pm] |
I am changing my roster at Salon Kitty's.
From this week, I will be available Sundays and Fridays by appointment only. Contact me via email on Elena@ObeyElena.com to make an appointment.
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[12 Apr 2011|10:09pm] |
I had the opportunity to give a good, hard, heavy caning on Sunday evening, the kind I haven't gotten to give for quite some time. The gentleman on the receiving end wanted to be left good and bloody and I was happy to oblige.
I love using my canes, and my willing victim could take quite a beating. I warmed him up with a hand spanking and a paddling, then moved on to a lighter thick cane. I stuck to sets of six on each side and built him up to some nice thick welts before escalating to my heavier dragon rattan cane. I began to really lay into him, putting my arm into beating him and smiling as his skin began to split. He was counting each stroke under his breath and his ass was quite a mess of welts and bleeding skin. It was quite a pleasant sight.
On Tuesday I had a meeting with a woman who'd contacted me regarding Mistress training. We had a fairly informal chat regarding her interests and her plans for her lover. She's intrigued by BDSM and has some interesting plans for her potential submissive. She asked a lot of very good questions about technique and possible activities, and may come back for a training session using a submissive of mine before she puts what she's learned into practice.
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[18 Mar 2011|04:42pm] |
I've had quite a full week this week!
On Sunday night I saw a gentleman I've seen once before for a stiletto and bare foot trampling session. He wanted to push things to a heavier level than we'd reached on our first session, and I was eager to see just how much he could take. The first session is always more about finding out where a new slave's limits are than pushing them, and I had an inkling that this one could actually take some quite heavy trampling.
I was correct. I began by walking on his back in my red patent four inch heel stilettos, grinding my heels into his shoulder blades and gouging his flesh through the t-shirt he'd requested to wear. I stomped and kicked him, making him take my full weight as he groaned beneath my heels. I rolled him onto his back and subjected his chest and stomach to the same treatment, kicking, stomping and gouging at his body. I broke up the punishment with some short periods of shoe worship, allowing him to kiss and caress the instruments of his torture, but each time returned to inflicting pain with greater severity.
Towards the end of the session I removed my shoes and allowed him to worship my bare feet, then spent some time kicking and jumping on him without shoes. I sent him on his way quite dizzy.
On Monday, I had the pleasure of seeing my hypnosis slut. I don't get to see him anywhere near as often as I'd like to these days.
I began the session by talking him into his beloved state of hypnotic submission, sending him deep into that state where he wants nothing more than to devote himself to me and obey my every whim. I had him worship my boots for a while, then knelt him on the bed and gave him a slow and sensual flogging with a soft leather cat o' nine. I thrust my pelvis into his ass and had him imagine a big, hard cock penetrating his ass.
I moved him onto his back, blindfolded him and tied his wrists to the bed. After teasing his nipples gently with my fingers, I attached nipple clamps, then brought out my TENS unit and attached one pad to his testicles and one to the head of his cock. I spent some time amusing myself by dialling the intensity of the machine up and down and watching him writhe in pain. I was ever so proud of him, though... no matter how bad the pain got, all I had to do was ask him if he could take it for me and he would steel himself to do so. Such devotion!
After a while of this I released his wrists and removed the TENS and gave him my favourite command: wank. He was immediately compelled to masturbate for me, and very shortly afterwards exploded in a very impressive orgasm. I look forward to seeing him again next time he's in the area.
My Tuesday was quite a busy day. It started with a short introductory session with a younger gentleman who was unfortunately in a bit of a rush. I could have had a great deal of fun with him had we had a bit more time, as he had a fantastic attitude! As it was, I cuffed him to the bench in the Brass Dungeon and spanked him, moving up to a paddle and crop while he moaned and bucked and thanked me for every strike. When he'd had enough of the discipline, I gloved up and fingered his asshole while he told me he was my filthy slut slave boy and I agreed wholeheartedly. It was a shame to have to let him go so quickly.
My afternoon was taken up by a rather epic session with a gentleman who has apparently been visiting Salon Kitty's for a number of years. His session was split into a number of parts. The first started with some bondage and cock and ball torture. I tied him spread eagled on the bed in the Master's Room, teased his nipples and tied up his cock and balls, slapping and squeezing them. I attached the pads of my TENS unit to his cock and balls and sent an electric current through them, laughing as he squealed at the sensation. When he cried mercy on that, I freed him and moved him over to the bondage table, tying him on all fours and disciplining his ass. I spanked, paddled, strapped, cropped and flogged him, working him over until his ass and back were a lovely shade of glowing red and the heat from them could be felt from inches away.
When I was satisfied that he'd been thoroughly disciplined, I gave him an enema and moved him into the Main Dungeon. I put him in the sling and another Mistress and I took turns tag-teaming him: first she took him anally with her strap-on while I straddled him and gave him a golden shower, then it was my turn to fuck his ass and hers to piss in his mouth. He was quite the spoilt little pervert!
After the anal and piss fest, the other Mistress took him off to the bathroom and treated him to a Roman shower... a service I unfortunately do not provide. She returned him to me very happy after he was thoroughly cleaned off.
The end of his session took a different turn: he got to take a little revenge and administer some discipline to me. He wielded his paddle well, and I was happy to take a bit of what I'd been dishing out. It was certainly an interesting end to an intense and lengthy session!
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[02 Feb 2011|10:16pm] |
I will be returning to my usual roster (Sundays from 6PM until midnight, Mondays from midday until 8PM, Tuesdays from 10:30AM until 6PM) at Salon Kitty's from this Sunday the 6th of February at 6PM. I've enjoyed recuperating during my time off, but I'm looking forward to getting back into some hard kink.
Email me at elena@obeyelena.com to make a booking.
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[16 Dec 2010|08:40pm] |
My week got off to an enjoyable start with a double session with another Mistress. The lucky gentleman in question was one I've seen before, who has a rather intense session focussed around an inverted suspension. He brings along his own "gravity boots", which strap on to his ankles and hook on to the suspension rig in the Main Dungeon, allowing us to easily suspend him upside down. He's rather impressive... he spent the majority of the session in this position, dangling head-first from the ceiling with his hands either tied behind his back or strung out to either side while the other Mistress and I slowly walked around his inverted form, trailing our fingers over his body, tweaking his nipples, and doling out the occasional ass-spank. He liked having his armpits tickled, so a fair amount of that particular form of torture was employed. He was even forced to orgasm twice, the lucky thing!
Later that day, I was fortunate enough to see one of my favourite clients for a fisting session. I started the session by mummifying the top half of his body in clear saran wrap, then blindfolding him and cutting his nipples from the plastic. I tweaked his nipples and teased his blindfolded face with my bare breasts, brushing them past his desperate mouth as he struggled to lick my nipples. We'd experimented with a little electro torture of his cock and balls in our last session, and he wanted to try focussing that on his preferred area of sensation this time, so I placed one TENS unit pad on his perineum and attached the other to a metal dildo. I slid it slowly into his ass and increased the intensity of the charge, watching him twitch and moan while I fucked him with the electrified wand. I entertained myself in this fashion for some time before deciding it was time to move to the main event.
I began to fuck him with three fingers, then four. I kept things nice and lubed, sliding my hand in and out of him and increasing pressure on his slowly opening asshole. Finally, my fist slid inside him. He gasped that I should take it out and put it in again, and I happily obliged. I spent some time sliding my fist in and out of his hole, pushing my fist deeper into his bodily cavity, and playing with his cock with my other hand, before I finally encouraged him to take his cock in his hand and jerk off. The session was hot, as they always are, and I had a great time.
My final session for the week was with a gentleman who came in early Tuesday morning for a Mistress choice session. He liked quite heavy bondage, so I spent some time roping him firmly into place on his back with his legs in the air. I blindfolded him and attached some nipple clamps, teasing and tweaking his nipples, before tying up his cock and balls and spending some time squeezing and slapping them. I attached my TENS unit to his cock and spent a little time zapping him and enjoying his reactions... I do so love the way that innocuous looking little box makes slaves jump and moan so dramatically!
Finally, I slid a vibrator into his ass and fucked him until he came all over his elaborately roped stomach. A satisfying conclusion to an enjoyable morning session.
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[05 Dec 2010|06:40pm] |
I've been neglecting my blog again... I haven't posted about the extremely hot fisting session I had with one of my favourite fisting bottoms, or the extremely fun session full of giggles I had with a young, cute lad.
I'm taking some time away from Salon Kitty's over December/January, and will be unavailable from the 21st of December to the 24th of January. Make sure you get in to see me before I disappear for a month!
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[14 Nov 2010|09:17pm] |
I have a new trampling slave. He takes quite a stomping!
He came in for his first session last week. He'd requested that I wear my highest heels, so I met him in a pair of black 7" platform stilettos. I had him lie down on the floor in the Main Dungeon, and took a seat above him. I placed my heels on his back and began to stomp and kick him.
He was quite impatient, begging for full weight trampling almost immediately. I warmed him up slowly, then eventually moved to standing my full weight on him, stomping his body beneath my heels, jumping on him, and kicking him. I made him worship my heels with his tongue, which he did eagerly and reverently, then took them off and crushed him beneath my bare feet. It was an enjoyable session.
My Tuesday afternoon featured an appointment with a young gentleman with whom I'd been corresponding via email. I was pleasantly surprised when he showed up and proved to be quite an attractive young man! I was looking forward to seeing how he looked crossdressed.
I dressed him in a pair of panties, a bra and some suspender stockings, then added a short, slutty black dress. I applied some makeup and put him in a long brunette wig, and stepped back to admire my handiwork. He looked hot! I couldn't wait to get him bent over something in my Dungeon.
I took him down to the Brass Dungeon and got him to look at himself in the mirror, walking back and forth. I then positioned him on the bench on his hands and knees, and pulled up his skirt to reveal his lacy knickers. I smacked his ass, then eased his knickers down to reveal his ass. I began to finger his hole, then slowly fucked him with a small vibrator. I moved him up to a bigger dildo and began to pound his asshole.
He was extremely excited, as this was a fantasy he'd been wanting to live out for a long time. He humped my hand and bucked his ass back towards the dildo in his ass, moaning in an extremely sexy way. It was an amazingly hot session, and I was disappointed when it ended.
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[10 Oct 2010|06:59pm] |
I had a deliciously kinky long weekend!
Over the weekend, I attended some of the workshops put on by the wonderful crew running The Gathering. I sat in on presentations, including Laura Antoniou's presentation on Service and Madison Young's workshops on Feminism and Submission and on porn. All of the workshops were fascinating, and the discussions the groups had around the presentations showed the range of opinions in the intelligent people in the Sydney BDSM scene. I was very glad I'd gone along.
On Sunday night, I had a session with a gentleman I've seen several times over a number of years, both at The Kastle and at Salon Kitty's. He's a deliciously filthy pig of a slave, taking discipline and anal fucking, and begging to lick clean the cock coming out of his ass. I bent him over a spanking horse and belting his ass, then moved him to the sling and worked on his ass while muttering filth at him. Finally, I jerked him off onto his stomach while I fucked his ass, then shoved my fingers into his mouth and made him lick his own come from them.As always, his session was dirty, perverted fun.
Monday started off with a switch session with a gentleman who had a fondness for handcuffs. I started out on the bottom, dressed in a chainmail bikini. He fitted me with several pairs of metal cuffs he'd brought himself, running his hands over the smooth steel and commenting breathlessly on the way they fit around my wrists, before giving me a light spanking.
Then, of course, the tables were turned! I cuffed him up and bent him over the table, spanking him and then moving up to paddles and straps. I finally caned him, leaving stripes on his ass while he squirmed happily in his beloved restraints.
The middle of the day was devoted to piss play. I delivered a few guest golden showers in other Mistress's sessions. One of note involved straddling the face of a lucky toilet slave in the bathroom and pissing into a funnel strapped to his face while he swallowed greedily, trying frantically not to spill any of my golden nectar. Later, I saw a gentleman for a panty wetting session that left me smiling. He'd had a fantasy for a very long time of watching a woman in a schoolgirl uniform wet her panties, and got visibly excited when I entered the room in my uniform.
I sat on his lap and let my urine flow through my knickers, drenching his lap, then moved him onto the bench. I straddled him and shoved my sopping knickers into his face, and couldn't help but grin when he came almost immediately. I do love helping people live out those fantasies that get them so on edge, especially when they've had them for such a long time.
Finally, I saw a gentleman for a very simple tease and denial session that let me play one of my favourite games: keep the slave squirming on the edge of orgasm for half an hour while he squirms and begs to be allowed to come. I had him cuffed down and straddled his body comfortable, toying with his cock with one hand and laughing at him as he begged and whimpered and attempted to bargain with me. I kept him right on the edge for the entire session. When I finally allowed him an orgasm, I ruined it for him by continuing to stimulate his overly sensitive cock for another five minutes or so while he continued to whimper and squirm, this time in pain. When he thanked me at the end, he told me the session was the "best and worst thing he'd ever had done to him". That's the kind of mixed praise I can appreciate!
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[03 Oct 2010|09:50pm] |
After a fabulous week away in Darwin, part of which was spent doling out spankings and having my feet worshipped in a hotel room, I've had a relatively relaxed month. I've seen a few new regular clients, including an extremely lovely gentleman who loves having his face slapped. He'll kneel in front of me whispering thank-yous while I pull back and belt him across the face as hard as I can, then call me darling while I torture his nipples. His sessions are great fun!
I saw a gentleman last week for a bondage and tease session I found very erotic. The bondage was nice and heavy, which is what makes that kind of session interesting for me. I put him in a hood and lay him on his back on the bench in the Brass Dungeon, then used rope to bind him firmly into place. I covered his hands with bondage mits and used a spreader bar on his ankles, making sure he could barely wriggle, then climbed on top of him and spent a while alternating between soft, seductive touches and sharp twists of his nipples. Finally, I gloved up and slipped a lubed finger into his asshole. I fucked him with a vibrator while he lay bound and helpless in front of me, then took his cock in my hand and forced him to come all over his pretty bondage. It was a nice simple session, but left me feeling quite wound up. There's just something about a slave writhing desperately against heavy bondage that gets me hot.
I've also been playing with my web cam in recent weeks, with a few gentlemen calling in for web cam sessions. I've started using G-chat as a platform and, while I'm still going to use Skype, I think I'm going to ditch MSN Messenger. It's just too unreliable.
The cam sessions have been great fun. I love watching while men abuse and humiliate themselves for my amusement, and the cam lets me see them do so when they're in their own comfort space. I like seeing what I can make my cam sluts do to themselves on camera! Get in touch by email if you'd like to arrange this kind of session.
I may also have space for a couple of new email slaves soon. Email me if you'd like to apply.
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[03 Aug 2010|04:25pm] |
I will be in Darwin from the 21st to the 27th of August, and looking to conduct a couple of sessions while I am up there. If you're a local kinkster who'd like to see me for a professional Domination session during that time, please contact me via email to make arrangements.
It's my first visit to Darwin, and I'm looking forward to it!
Please bear in mind that I will not have a full Dungeon in which to conduct sessions, so anything that makes use of heavy equipment will unfortunately not be possible.
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[03 Aug 2010|04:23pm] |
I've had an exciting couple of weeks!
I saw a gentleman for a relaxed and enjoyable two hour nipple torture session. Generally, two hours is far too long to devote to a single activity, but with someone who enjoys a wide range of activities focussed on their area of obsession the time can fly by. I must say, though, that by the time I was done clamping, squeezing, teasing, spiking and everything else, I'd almost exhausted my supply of ideas. A highlight was encircling his nipples with castration rings, swelling them to a dark coloured, inch-across circle of tenderness, then running a pinwheel across this swollen skin. I finished with some electrical play.
I've had a few discipline and nipple torture sessions recently with an older gentleman who is fast becoming one of my favourites, and who can take one hell of a beating! Our session starts with some light nipple play, before I turn him onto his stomach, make him nice and comfortable, and begin to discipline his ass.
He gets a nice warm up, starting with a thorough handspanking and moving through paddles and straps to the cane. I'll begin with a lighter cane, giving him strokes of six on each cheek, then followup with my dragon rattan canes. He has a preference for thinner, whippier canes, and has also taken my single tail, horse whip and sjambok. His pain tolerance is high enough that I often have to pause during his punishment to mop up blood pooling around cane cuts before continuing!
These sessions leave me a very happy sadist indeed, and my victim buzzing away on a cloud of endorphins. He's the perfect mix of traditional corporal punishment, informal rapport and damn heavy masochism.
On another note, I've been presented with a beautiful present by a plaything. They're a gorgeous pair of black leather five inch heel pumps completely covered in shiny metal studs. I'm looking forward to busting some balls with them.
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[24 May 2010|06:00pm] |
Well, it seems someone heard me when I said I hadn't spent anywhere near enough time hitting people hard with things in recent times! I had a wonderfully foul mouthed English gentleman come in to be beaten by me twice in one week, then today saw an older gentleman for a very heavy caning.
The first time that the former gentleman came in, I cuffed him into place face down on a bed and began to warm him up with a handspanking. Once his ass cheeks were glowing nice and red, I moved to using a paddle, then a crop, then a strap. I removed an item of clothing each time I stepped up the intensity of the implement, enjoying hearing his breathing become more ragged as he tried to peer over his shoulder at me. Finally, I moved on to the cane, starting out with a light one and moving him up to my thick, heavy Dragon rattan cane. His vocalisations increased with each strike, from heavy breathing and accented mutterings to loud moans and strings of profanity. One particularly vicious strike drew a yell of "devil bitch!" from him, which of course had me grinning from ear to ear.
I had to punish him for such language, though, so I uncuffed him and moved him onto his back. I attached my TENS unit to his cock and balls and spent some time electrocuting him and listening to his rather inventive swearing. Finally, I allowed him to jerk off while I whispered dirty things into his ear.
His second visit started out much the same as the first, as I moved him from a heavy over-the-knee spanking to a paddling while he was bent over a spanking horse. I positioned him on the bed again and gave him an even heavier caning than I had on his previous visit, before flipping him over and zapping his genitals some more with my TENS. I had some fun with an electrified pin wheel, running it over the sensitive head of his penis and laughing at his jumps and squeals. When I was satisfied that I'd hurt him enough, I gave myself a bit of a voyeuristic treat: I called another slave of mine into the room and made my slave watch while I caned my foul mouthed Englishman's ass, then ordered my Englishman to blow my slave while I watched and smiled. I do love making my boys play with each other for my entertainment!
Today, I saw an older gentleman for a heavy caning session. He took a warm up spanking without much complaint, but as soon as the canes came out he began to wail about how sorry he was that he'd been such a naughty boy and how determined he was to avoid displeasing me in future. He had the most adorable habit of holding my hand when he was recovering in between sets of caning, and pleading with me not to be so severe with him. This, of course, achieved nothing, and he left with a smile on his face and an ass covered in beautiful welts.
My canes and I have been quite happy with the workout lately!
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[09 May 2010|06:56pm] |
I had a lovely surprise last week, in the form of a visit from my hypno-slut. I see him far too rarely these days.
We started the session in our usual fashion, with him gazing into a gem positioned between my breasts as I talked him down into a state of relaxation. I told him I was going to "test" the trigger words I'd trained into him, and had him kissing and licking my boots with a single word. I woke him up to see the startled look on his face, then sent him back into a state of boot-kissing bliss. I could have sat there watching him all day!
Eventually I sent him to the bed and blindfolded him. I played with his sensations for a while, alternating between striking and caressing him with my whip, and between raking at him with my nails and stroking him gently with a satin glove. I talked to him the whole time, walking him through various hypnotic scenarios and working him up into quite an excited state. I told him to feel each touch of my nails as a spark of electricity, then hooked my TENS unit up to his cock and balls and gave him some real world zaps. When I finally gave the command for him to jerk off, he ejaculated all over himself almost immediately.
I saw a lovely young masochist for a heavy discipline session the following Sunday. I was extremely pleased to hear what he wanted, as my canes and single tail have not had a great deal of exercise lately! I strapped him face down to the bed in the Master's Room, tied his cock and balls to the end of the bed, and warmed him up with a thorough spanking before selecting a medium weight flogger. I flogged his entire body, from his arms and shoulders down his ass and legs to the soles of his feet. His skin glowed a lovely red colour, and I could not stop myself smiling at what was coming next.
I selected a medium weight cane and began to deliver sets of six to his reddened cheeks, before moving him up to a heavier cane and continuing the punishment. When it got too much for him, I gave his buttocks a break... and focussed the cane on the soles of his feet instead. I gave the rope attached to his genitals the occasional yank as well, before returning to cane his ass some more.
When he'd finally had enough of the cane, I picked up my beloved single tail. He took strong strikes on the shoulders, on the buttocks, and the soles of his feet, before it was all too much. I untied him and rolled him onto his back, tying him down again, and spent some time slapping and squeezing his cock. He jumped at each strike, which must have felt marvellous as each movement shifted his bruised and welted skin against the sheet he was lying on. His cock remained hard through all the punishment (and even a few light cane taps on his balls!) and I eventually rewarded him by allowed him to climax.
I was extremely happy after that session. This sadist does not get to spend anywhere near enough time simply hitting people these days!
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[09 May 2010|06:18pm] |
I've had a fascinating couple of weeks.
My fortnight got off to an extremely hot start with a session I'd been anticipating eagerly for a few weeks, based around the cuckolding fetish. I've been playing with this form of male humiliation in my personal life a little, and since I recently acquired an extremely well-hung plaything who enjoys being dehumanised and used I have been looking forward to using him as my "bull" in professional sessions catering to this kink. It's the first time in a long time that I've transitioned a personal kink to professional sessions, and I've been nervous and excited about doing so.
My session was with a wide-eyed young man who had confessed via email to fantasising about cuckolding for a very long time. I had him meet me in the Master's Room naked, and threw some humiliating words at him and his rather inadequate penis. I stripped down myself and taunted him with my body, mocking the fact that he would not get to touch me despite what he was forced to view. I teased him and made him masturbate in front of me, then ordered him to kneel on the ground and summoned my bull.
He entered the room, tall and blonde with even his half erect cock an impressive size, and I told him to stand over my kneeling cuck. I grabbed my cuck's hair and forced his mouth onto my bull's cock, telling him I was using him as a fluffer to get my bull nice and hard for me. I spent some time enjoying the show: my cuck forced to prepare a bigger man for me, the shame on his face and the growls coming from my bull as his monster cock grew bigger in my cuck's mouth. When I was satisfied, I ordered my cuck to the corner and pulled my bull to the bed.
It was certainly a satisfying session! I had my bull fuck me hard and long, his enormous cock filling me and making me orgasm again and again, while my cuck was forced to watch. It was actually quite difficult to remember to verbally humiliate my cuck during the sex, I was having far too much fun! I made him walking around us and watch from various angles, watching and listening as a real man satisfied me in a way he would never be permitted to even try to, while stroking his cock the whole time. Eventually, when I was satisfied, I made my bull pull out, remove the condom, and stroke himself to orgasm on my bare breasts. Then, the hottest part: I made my cuck clean me up, licking the seed of my bull from my chest while we laughed at him.
My bull left the room, as I was done with him, and I spent some time mocking my cuck over what he'd been party to. I must have looked quite the sight, with dishevelled hair and a grin on my face, taunting and teasing him while he jerked at his pitiful cock. I finally allowed him to climax, and then forced him to clean up after himself the same way he had cleaned up after my bull.
I left the room on an absolute high. I do hope I get more chances to explore this particular kink at Salon Kitty's with my new plaything.
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[18 Apr 2010|11:41pm] |
Occasionally, sessions don't go entirely as planned. Good chemistry is the only thing that can redeem a situation when things start heading south.
I saw a gentleman for a heavy anal play session on Tuesday that really did seem cursed. We had to move rooms a short way into the session (which can really spoil the vibe) and while he was extremely keen to take my fist he was not able to manage it even after a good forty five minutes of preparation. I spent a long time working him up to it, probing and playing with toys and fingers, alternating between teasing him with bigger and bigger vibrators and fucking him hard with large rubber cocks. My hands are very large, though, and at the end of the session he just could not stretch any more. On top of that, he'd taken so much punishment to his asshole that our combined attempts to get him to come at the end of the session were in vain.
But, somehow, the session still worked. He made some delicious noises when I was working on his ass, and some intense eye contact when I slid something bigger into him kept things feeling hot even when they didn't work out. He left a little disappointed, but certainly not dissatisfied.
I do hope I see him again. I am a Mistress who likes a challenge, and I would love to reward him for his good attitude with a fist in his ass and an explosive orgasm.
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[18 Apr 2010|11:27pm] |
I've had quite the week of watersports!
Last Sunday was a night of pissing, as I was called into the sessions of several other Mistresses to provide golden showers for their playthings. I was surprised to find one of them seated in a chair fully dressed, and spent a little while taunting him before straddling him and soaking the front of his jeans in piss.
Later that night, I saw a gentleman who comes in quite frequently for multiple golden shower sessions. I usually only get to spend a little time with him as the other Mistresses delivering showers must have their turn, but this time around he only wanted to see me. It was great fun to stretch out our usual activities over a slightly longer timeframe.
I had his head locked in the clear perspex torture toilet, tweaking his nipples as he tugged frantically at his cock. I sat on the toilet with my legs spread wide, taunting him with the view of what he was forbidden to touch before I finally drenched his face in my golden piss.
Tonight, I spent some time on web cam with a gentleman I will hopefully be seeing in person soon. I haven't done a web cam session in a while, and always find them great fun. There's so much teasing and suggestion involved, and finishing the cam session by allowing him to watch me piss while he jerked off was an interesting variation on the week-long golden shower theme!
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[05 Apr 2010|10:33pm] |
Last night I had one of the hottest and most intense strap-on sessions I've had for a while!
The role play initially seemed quite complex: the man in question wanted to be partially crossdressed, while being told that he was being transformed into his girlfriend in the hope that he could perform for me and be used by me as thoroughly as she had. Once he was dressed and on his knees, however, the session was simple, brutal, hard fucking. I forced bigger and bigger strap on cocks down his throat, watching him gag as he tried desperately to accommodate them, then bent him over and fucked him hard, laughing as the size queen begged for something bigger.
Eventually he begged to be allowed to come while I fucked him with the biggest cock I had, which he hadn't been able to take in his throat. I'm partial to begging at the best of times, and with a request like that I had to let him have what he wanted. I fucked him hard and fast, slamming the giant rubber dong into his ass and hissing obscenities at him while he pulled his cock and came all over himself.
I walked out of the room completely dripping sweat from the pounding I'd been given him, with a wide grin on my face. Sometimes the hottest sessions are simple, classic filth.
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[28 Mar 2010|10:48pm] |
I have some extremely exciting plans for those of you with an interesting in cuckolding fantasies, particularly with an emphasis on humiliation. I, with a little assistance from a particularly fine male specimen, will shortly be offering sessions based around this particular fantasy.
Email me on Elena@ObeyElena.com to find out more, and to discuss your needs and cravings.
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[28 Mar 2010|10:36pm] |
One particular gentleman has been presenting himself for me to play with quite regularly in recent months, generally showing up on a Monday. His session is short but intense: I meet him in the Dungeon, tie his hands behind his back, gag him, and then tie him to a bench. While he struggles and grunts, I strap his legs into a spreader bar, and wrestle him into a leather suspension harness. I untie him, and let him "escape" across the room for a little while before catching him, dragging him over to the suspension rig and winching him up. With the spreader bar tied up behind him and his hands tied behind his back, he's forced to hang helpless while I push him around, tease him, and eventually force him to come.
He's always so relaxed afterwards. We generally have a bit of a chat while he comes down from his endorphin high. I enjoy providing such bizarre stress relief to those who need it.
Last week I saw a boot fetishist for one of the most arousing and intense boot worship sessions I've done in a very long time. The gentleman in question was into some light crossdressing, so I dressed him in a frilly PVC maids outfit and a pair of stockings, then ordered him to the floor. The white ruffles on his backside as he crawled about on my Dungeon floor were a wonderful view.
When I extended one boot-clad leg and ordered him to get to work worshipping my footwear, I was amazed at the sheer breathless lust that overcame him. He eagerly licked, kissed and cleaned both of my boots from heel to toe to top, working his tongue into every crease and buckle, and pausing every now and then to take a deep, shuddering breath whilst gazing up at me in awe. It was a combination of one of my favourite fetishes, and a display of submissive devotion that made me squirm. By the time I shoved a heel in his mouth and ordered him to jerk off for me, I was a little bit breathless myself.
Such a simple session, but one of the hottest I've had for a while. And the best bit about maids is that you can make them clean up after themselves!
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