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sissy girl in bondage
After reading my task concerning putting myself in such a bondage position, i was excited to start combining the two phases. i didn't fore see the spreader bar being any more of a problem, than the rest of the task.
As i hooked the bar to my feet, i was feeling like this was going to be harder than i realized, but i am devoted to Mistress Eleanor, and did not wish to disappoint Her. Almost immediately, i could feel an uncomfortable pressure on just my right foot, slightly below my right ankle. While it was uncomfortable at first, the level of discomfort grew in just a few minutes until there was quite a bit of pain involved. If i took weight off of my right foot it felt better, but the pointing of my toes in the heel, along with the side loading of my ankle hurt no matter what i did. The actual wearing of the bar did not cause me too many issues, as i could keep my balance without swaying around too much. All without devoting too much concentration, and being allowed to keep my thoughts on Mistress Eleanor, as instructed. i soon realized that it was going to be almost impossible to keep the bar on for the full 90 minutes, but tried to hold out as long as possible. After about 15 or 20 minutes,(don't know as i was blindfolded) the pain was growing. i could think of nothing but how much my foot hurt. understanding that this was not what Mistress Eleanor wanted from the experience, i decided that i must remove the bar. i bent over, unhooked one clasp, and put my feet together. The relief from the pain was almost immediate, and was able to finish the rest of the task as instructed.
Posted by amber 10.08.13 15:00
Carefully timed discipline will heal these problems with the proper dedication and concentration from the right willing sub. Progress shall be shown here soon.
Mistress Eleanor
10.08.13 18:30 |
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Bondage & Discipline For sissies
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
09.08.13 12:30
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Difficulties arise that must be overcome when undertaking combined training for feminisation/sissification and Bondage and Discipline. The sub must remain sufficiently girly, in lingerie & heels, whilst being restrained in bondage. Applying pretty lipstick, just before having a ball gag thrust into the mouth, wearing a blindfold over fresh eye liner and mascara. These are minor points to consider, that require practical training to overcome.
A more difficult problem is the use of ankle restraints and ankle spreaders while wearing heels. Full time sissy girls have the advantage of being better balanced in heels, through continued wear. Part time sissy girls pay the price for the breaks in their sissy lives. With steady and regular training, there is no reason why any sissy, of any age, size, or experience level, can’t learn the techniques required, to balance in heels, blindfolded, wearing an ankle spreader bar, for any period of time required. Even long periods in bondage will begin to take less concentration on the technique, allowing sissy girls to become real girls in the mind, and eventually entering into deep sub space. |
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Kidnapped By Mistress Eleanor
I see him walking towards the centre of town. I give Mistress X the signal, and we close in on either side of him. We each grab an arm, and I whisper harshly into his ear “you’re coming with us! Just walk, act natural, and don’t make a sound.”
We reach the car, and his hands are cuffed, first to each other and he is shoved into the back seat of the car. Then he is cuffed to the inside of the car, then his wrists are shackled to his ankles.
I get in the back with him, and Mistress X drives. As we set off, I blindfold him, so he doesn’t know where we will take him.
We arrive, and get him out of the car, and lead him through the door. Inside the door he is forced to his knees, searched and stripped. We steal his keys, wallet & fone. A collar and lead are attached to his neck, and he is led, on his knees, to the room where he will be held.
“Do you know why you are here? Why this has happened to you?” I question him.
A pathetic sound comes from him, which sounds like “no”.
“Then you had better think long and hard mr seddon. We will not tell you the reason, you will only be punished further for being utterly ignorant of your actions.”
We throw him to the ground, and he rolls over onto his side. I force open his mouth and shove his own underwear inside. We smack him and kick him, and whip him with his own belt. We throw cold water over him, and hot wax.
Beaten and pathetic and sobbing, he is thrown into a cage. The ordeal is not yet over, he has only suffered for an hour, but Mistress X and I are tired and hungry. We gather together some snacks and drinks, and lay a table cloth over the cage….
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
31.07.2013 14:00 |
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Severe Caning Session
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
19.07.2013 19:30 |
I force him to strip quickly, and force his naked form to it’s knees. I have a selection of tools to hand. It is important to severely punish boys that have been bad. It’s for your own good. I first take a natural cane, quite thick and not too flexible. Gripping it in My gloved hand by the hooked handle, I take a quick swipe at his left buttock, immediately leaving a red mark. I send 9 further lashed towards the same spot. The immediate damage caused is not too much, but with such a heavy cane bruising will appear by the morning.
he must try harder to supress his need to call out. Although just a whimper, I demand complete silence. I pull back on his head and force a ball gag into his mouth to hush him. I pull on the buckled strap to make sure it is tight. A little too tight perhaps, but no sound shall pass. I give no verbal instructions. The only sound in the room is the gentle click of my wooden heels, the swish of My weapon as it moves through the air, and the twack of wood on skin as the cane reaches it’s destination.
My next weapon, a much more flexible cane, light in weight, but with the ability to break skin with the right wrist action and some strength and force to the blow.
I bring it down on his right cheek. I see the flesh move as the cane makes contact. The reddening is immediate, and his body jerks at the pain. I pull back on his hair, and stare into his face. A warning not to do that again, I am watching you. I bring down the cane 9 more times, and he only blinks. There is no blood. I push his head back towards the floor.
I pull down My riding crop from it’s place on the wall. I kick his kneeling legs apart. I tap the metal tip of the crop against his balls. I hear him draw breath, preparing for the harsh whipping of My crop. Standing behind him, with My legs apart, I begin to bring power and speed to the swing of My crop, first between My legs, and back between his, beating his balls with increasing intensity. |
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Extreme Fetish Request
This was something I had not been asked before. The title of the first email read “Make me bleed”
After various emails back and forth to find out exactly what forms this would take, the session went as follows.
He wanted to be severely dealt with, with whatever equipment I want, and he wanted the severity of the whippings, canings etc, to make him bleed, but without using any sharp items. There was to be no blood spilt anywhere, so the punishment was to be administered to his skin, and once the skin was broken, cling film was wrapped around. I started with his feet. In a kneeling position, with his feet lifted from the floor, I set to work with a cane. Thrashing him hard across the toes, the blood quickly started to seep through his reddened skin. I applied the cling film before moving onto the other foot.
Over and over I caned his toes, and wrapped them, moving up to his ankles, which were harder to break. Caning his buttocks inbetween, as I knew the fleshy buttocks would take some beating with blunt instruments to bring blood. I bent over him to dig My nails deep into his chest and around his nipples. Alternating between his nipples and issuing lashes across his back, it was ready to be cling film covered in less than 15 minutes. I wrapped the film under his arms and pulled it tight around his chest. I wrapped further film around his mouth, to make him quiet.
Swapping between canes, whips and paddles, the red markings all over him began to join up until he was almost completely red.
I pushed his head down low, so his buttocks were high and his balls exposed for beating. Using My triple leather slapper, I hit his hard in the cock and balls and his inner thigh. his thighs and cock bled soon enough, but the balls simply would not, so I wrapped the film around and issued him with some severe kicks with the tip of My shoe.
After almost 2 hours, his whole body was part bleeding, and part showing blood up just under the surface of the skin. I finished the wrap by strapping his arms down fully, and wrapping his whole head, leaving only a small gap for his nostrils. Standing in front of Me, My freshly beaten and bleeding cling film mummy. The session finished by spreading the fresh blood to coat him using a flat leather had paddle. The beating was severe, and the blood spread. Tears filled the cling film around his face.
I cut him out of his cling film shroud, creating two man shaped pieces, which with My permission, he took away with him.
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
08.07.2013 21:15 |
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Trampling In PVC Thigh Boots
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
23.06.2013 09:45 |
Fully dressed in PVC, including thigh high boots with stiletto heels I stand over him with My whip ready. I lift up My leg, and push My heel into his thigh. I feel him wince just a little, but he remains silent. I slowly walk around, the only sound is the steady click of My heels on the hard floor. Using My whip, I pull him by the neck until he is lying flat on his back. I lift My stiletto heels foot over his bare chest so that I am standing over him, My heels pinning his wrists flat to the floor. I rest one foot on his chest, and see the indentation where My heel rests. The dent deepens, as I transfer My weight, and up I go, standing one footed onto his torso. I order that he gives Me his hands, and I steady Myself, before pushing My other heel into his nipple. I move My foot around to change the pressure, which causes him to let out a little gasp. I whip him with My long leather bull whip between his legs, as a warning to remain quiet. Failure to do so will result in a ball gag being used.
I Lift My foot off his nipple and push My foot into his face, the sole of My boot covers is nose, and I push My heel into his mouth. After some kissing of My heels, I move the foot backwards, and step off him. I walk down to his feet, and push his legs apart with My boots. I tease his balls with the pointed toe of My boot, and he gives a little shudder as he anticipates My next move.
I stand on his balls, pinning the sack flat to the floor with My long spike heel. I stand on with full weight as I lift Myself back onto body, using it as a platform. I stand down, his body under My legs, and order him to “Roll Over.” I watch him squirm beneath Me as he shifts position according to My orders. I whip him 3 times on the buttocks for moving, then step on. Using My whip, I pull his head back, so I can see his facial expressions as he reacts to Me walking up and down his bare back. The marks from My heels growing deeper and redder with every step.
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Worship My Pretty Little Feet
As he kneels before Me, I lift up My foot, and have him remove My shoe to reveal My pretty feet and painted toe nails. “Now, kiss them. They are to be worshipped fully and totally. Pay My feet your full attention. Do not look up.”
Kisses cover every toe, and he works his way all around the top of My foot as it rests on his knees. Straining to bend, as he kisses it all over. I am seated and give him orders to remove the other shoe. I rest one foot on his shoulder as he leans in to kiss the toes of My other foot.
I order him to “Stop.” And he lowers his head submissively. I get up and walk around him to take a seat upon his bare back. From there I put My feet underneath him. “Kiss them!”
With My full weight on him, it takes effort to work his kisses all over My feet. I grab his wrists and pull his arms behind his back. I adjust My position to sit on his hands, challenging his ability to keep balance. I am pleased that the worship does not cease or slow, and I receive no complaint. It is a test that he passes as his knees withstand the pressure of My weight pushing down onto the concrete floor.
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
20.06.2013 18:20 |
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Sissy Pedicure
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
18.06.2013 12:20 |
As part of her assignment, I demand that My sissy girl amber practice making herself pretty for Me.
Make up application is to be repeated until it improves to an acceptable standard, and nail polish should be applied to her buffed and moisturised fingers and toes often to ensure a smooth neat glossy finish. |
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Dealing With Lazy Staff
I summon him to My office, where I sit waiting at My desk. “Come in, and close the door.”
I call him over for a clothing inspection first. I am unhappy with the creases in his shirt, and his tie is not straight. I tug down hard on his tie, “Did you dress in the dark this morning? Do you imagine I will find it acceptable for you to be in My presence in such a state? Or even under the same roof as Me looking this way for that matter?”
He hangs his head in shame, and mumbles something back at Me.
“Speak up when you answer Me. Do you think this is acceptable?”
“No, Miss.”
I order him to first address his appearance. Undress and prepare to iron out his clothes. I watch him, as he pathetically tidies and irons his clothes naked in front of Me. When he is almost finished, I make My way over to him to issue his first punishment.
“This is just wasting My time and yours, you should be sure to turn up for work neat and tidy, and especially so if I tell you to come and see Me.” I flog him with the wooden ruler from My desk as I tell him how to conduct himself in My presence, and tell him how useless he is to present himself to Me in this way.
Before I allow him to dress, I order him, “On your knees, you pathetic specimen.”
I lash him with the ruler, as I list his many faults in the workplace, and warm him that lazy staff can so easily be replaced. I have him repeat his misdemeanours back to Me, and promise to improve to an acceptable standard. When I am finished, his back side is glowing red, and emanates a heat that I can feel on My legs as I pace back and forth behind him. Satisfied he has received sufficient punishment, I order him to “Get dressed, and get straight back to work.”
Posted by Mistress Eleanor
14.06.2013 19:30 |
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