Kellie Everts
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Kelli Everts
Combined burlesque and an avid interest in weight training to win numerous titles including Miss Body Beautiful 1969 and Miss Nude Universe 1969.
Raised in Freehold, New Jersey until she dropped out of school at 16 and began her dance career. Measurements: 34C-17-36 (at age 18 pre-bodybuilding career), 44DD-22-38 (at the height of her stripping career), 46DD-26-39 1/2 (self-described in 1997), (Source: Celebrity Sleuth magazine)
Actress:
- Lesbian Love Slave (1989) (V)
- Stand on Your Man (1989)
- Fashion Strip (1988) (V)
- The Swinger (1966) (uncredited) .... Winter
- The Girls on F Street (1966)
- ... aka 'F' Street
- ... aka Maidens of Fetish Street
- Director:
- Lesbian Love Slave (1989) (V)
- Stand on Your Man (1989)
Kellie was also a contributing author for "Dominant Mystique"
- Mistress Kellie's Video
- by Slave Footsie
- Copyright (c) 1988 by Kellie Everts
Henry Vessige fell in love with Mistress Kellie Everts after seeing her photos and reading her exploits in Dominant Mystique. Night after night he'd read and reread the stories and gazed longingly at the pictures of the glorious Mistress Kellie. Soon Henry sent away for every booklet and product the blonde Dominatrix offered and spent every free moment he had in a fantasy life with his newly found Goddess. He gave up his friends and all outside activities. He even stopped seeing his girlfriend, Edna, who seemed weak and insipid and who washed out when compared with his vibrant, dominant Sex Goddess. For three months the middle-aged bookkeeper submerged himself in this all-consuming fantasy world, then, driven by his need to pour his heart out to her, he began to write long, flowering letters begging to have a private session with her.
The Mistress made him wait quite a while, but finally, she sent him an autographed picture with a note on the back explaining that she had no time for private sessions but if he would travel to Brooklyn and make a video with her, she might be willing to use him. Henry was more than willing and quickly called back on the number she had given him to work out the details. He could hardly control himself when he actually heard his beloved Mistress' voice, then he became scared and unable to control the violent trembling as she told him the terms she demanded. She had scores of submissives willing to make various fetish videos with her, but she demanded more. She wanted a slave who was willing not only to explore the many fetishes but one who was also willing to offer up his body for extreme physical abuse and to suffer unbound humiliation and degradation to her. The terms were far more than he had bargained for. He wasn't a brave man and he feared being hurt but, after a moment, he agreed to the terms and they agreed on a date for the shooting.
Mistress Kellie was very pleased when she first saw him. He looked even more servile and frail than his photos and he was gripped by virtually every fetish a male could have for a female. Poor Henry weighed only 115 pounds, still the blonde Goddess decided to keep him penned up for three days on a bread and water diet, all the while keeping him awake to further weaken him and to cause the formation of deep, dark circles under his eyes. Just before the filming, they would shoot him up with heavy B-12 injections to give him the strength to get through the vigorous physical abuse the Mistress planned to inflict on him.
Mistress Kellie was not only to be the star of the show but the director as well and she was determined to make this video into a classic, best-selling commercial product. There would be no sound in the first portion of the film. It would be a series of shots of the Dominatrix dressing for the session, interspersed with shots of the slave being prepared. The dressing shots would be extremely close-ups, never showing a full figure or facial shot, rather they would focus on the Domina's separate body parts and the fetish clothing she would wear. It would begin with the Mistress pulling on and smoothing out a pair of shoulder-length red leather gloves. The gloves would be fingerless to better display her long, bejeweled ringers and, with the gloves in place, a shot would be taken of both hands clenching and unclenching, showing off the long, dagger-like red nails and the viscous, feline power the Goddess possesses. This shot would fade into a half-body shot of the slave dressed in a suit and bow tie and glasses.
A black-gloved hand would shoot into the frame and snatch off the glasses and pull back out of camera range, then it would dart back in and pull off the bow tie. As the man strips out of his jacket, the gloved hand appears again to rip away the front of his shirt. The corset is already on when the camera again focuses in on the Mistress. It goes in for extreme close-ups of the corset; the laces, the eyelets, the panels of leather and lace, the dangling garter straps, then it moves to the leather, underwired half-cups that will lift and display the Mistress' magnificent breasts and lingers there as the breasts are lovingly put into place. Leaving the breasts, the camera shows big, flowered barrettes being put in the slave's hair and clown-like daubs of bright pink rouge being applied to his cheeks as he becomes more apprehensive. Now, back to the Goddess as she pulls on her black silk stockings. The camera is so close it picks up the pores of her lovely flesh and the delicate weave of her hose as it follows the stockings' unrolling from the tips of her painted toes to the garter straps at the top of her wondrous, round thighs. After carefully following the attachment of the hose to garter straps, the camera moves back to watch the sinister, black-gloved hands attaching wrist and ankle chains to the now-trembling slave. Back to the Mistress for some breathtaking ass and crotch shots as she pulls on her lacy, red panties then puts on her blood-red, patent-leather boots.
The credits will be superimposed over the dressing scenes. The "with slave henry" will appear over a shot of the slave being led (collared and leashed) crawling behind the same gloved hand. The first sound enters here; the sound of clanking chains on the dungeon floor. The next frames are a long shot showing the slave, small and naked and frightened, crouching in the middle of the dungeon floor. The next sound we hear is the clicking of high heels coming closer as the camera (placed on the floor, shooting up) focuses on the open door to the dungeon. "Starring Mistress Kellie Everts" is superimposed on the screen as there, standing in the doorway, in all her glory, is the Supreme Sex Goddess! There is still a deathly silence, then again the sound of clicking heels and a full figure shot of the Mistress as she moves languidly to the wall rack to select vicious-looking cat-o-nine tails then walks back to stand over the terrified slave.
"I will give you five good lashes by way of introducing myself, slave," she says in a strong, authoritarian voice. "If you take them well, I will allow you to kiss my boots. Would you like that slave?"
"Yes, Mistress Kellie," he answers in a weak, frightened voice.
"That's good, slave. I'm glad to hear that you're ready and eager to suffer for me," she says, trailing the strands of the cat over his back and buttocks. "As you know, one of my most enjoyable diversions is watching a lowly male suffer and agonize under my whip." During this discourse, the camera will seek out good shots of the Mistress, the two of them together and some good close-ups of the slave's face, then the beating begins.
"That was acceptable," says the Mistress after delivering the lashes, then in rapid succession, she gives him five more. "I know I said only five, but what I promise a lowly, subhuman male means nothing...understand?" Before he can answer, she lashes him half a dozen more times.
Here the camera takes eye-level shots of the crouching slave, taking advantage of his suffering, but also getting some nice close-ups of the Mistress' legs and thighs.
"Now then," she says, "I think you'll do a much better job on my boots. You can lie flat on the floor, slide your face along and lick the bottom of my boot. You strike me as the type of lowlife worm who'd enjoy licking the filth off the sole of a woman's boot...is that right worm?"
"Yes, Mistress, he responds, hurrying to get down on his stomach.
"That's enough," she says after he's cleaned both soles. "Now tongue worship the rest of those boots, every inch of them, while I encourage your ministrations with my cat. Excellent, slave," says the Goddess. "They're bright and shiny now and ready to use. Get up on your feet, bend over and present your ass to me, wimp...now...right now!" The camera rolls as he struggles to his feet, hampered by the chains, then it pulls back to frame both parties as the Mistress kicks his ass to send him sprawling onto the dungeon floor. She walks up to him and slashes him again.
"I know you liked that, all you little worms love being kicked around by big, mean ladies in tight, leather corsets." Again the lash and a few kicks in the ribs. "I know you want more, worm...get up, kneel in front of me...worship my beautiful body and beg for a move, more pain."
He's hurting bad now, still, he manages to get to his knees before the beautiful, blonde Bitch Goddess. "Well," she snarls, looking down at him. "Do you want to kneel there and waste my time or are you going to beg for more pain like a decent slave?" It's hard enough to endure such pain, but to beg for more is almost impossible.
Mistress Kellie knows this and takes delight in watching the slave struggle to get the words out.
"You seem somewhat hesitant in begging for more punishment, slave. Have you forgotten what's under these sexy little panties?"
"o...oh no, Holy goddess!"
"I have to piss slave. I have to take a piss and I could take it in your mouth if you showed me the proper enthusiasm for being kicked in the ass again." As she speaks, she cups her head in her hand and pulls his face only inches away from her crotch.
"Yes...yes, Mistress, please...please kick me, please hurt me!"
"That's better," laughs the big Dominatrix.
"Can you smell it, slave? Can you see the pussy hairs through the lace?"
"I can!...oh God, Mistress, I've dreamed so long...please, please Holy Goddess, can I kiss it?"
"You may not kiss it, but you can make it happy," answers the Mistress. "My pussy likes pain. It gets all hot and juicy watching a lowly male get hurt and abused." She pulls his face even closer to her. "Are you ready, slave? Are you ready to entertain and please my pretty pussy?"
"Yes!...yes, Holy Goddess!" he moans. The Domina releases his head and takes a step backward. "Up on your feet then, bend over and spread your feet as wide as the ankle chains allow." As he assumes the position, the Mistress reaches between his legs and squeezes his rock-hard cock and swollen balls. "Oh yes," she says.
"It seems Miss Pussy had her usual effect on your little male organ. She slides her right leg in between his, then raises her knee to lift his balls on the silken surface. "Ah, they seem so happy now, dancing on my knee. Let's see how they feel when they find out how mean my knee can be."
The knee shoots up, grazing the dangling scrotum and smacking up against his ass with such force that it lifts him off the floor. Before he hits the ground, the slave has curled up in a ball of naked flesh, clasping at his balls.
"Ah, yes," says the Domina, standing over him rubbing her well-lubricated crotch. "Pussy like that." As the camera moves in for a close-up of her hand and damp, pantied crotch, the Mistress yells, "Cut." "All right, people, he's gonna be out of it for a while. I want that puke cleaned up and his mouth washed out while we touch up my makeup and hair."
Mistress Kellie was right. Even with the smelling salts under his nose, it took about 10 minutes before the slave was functional. The Domina finished her soda and the attendant slave finished straightening her stocking seams, then she stepped back in place.
"Up, look up here at your Mistress, slave," she ordered as she straddled his naked body.
"You're not hurt so badly that you can't appreciate the view, huh, slave? I said that I might give you a refreshing drink of piss if you pleased me. You may not be able to talk yet, but I know you wouldn't want to miss such a wonderful opportunity. If you want it, if you want your face bathed in a warm flood of my piss and your mouth filled with my golden nectar, just open your mouth like a baby bird and your Mistress will give you a wonderful golden shower." His eyes were dull and glazed and for a moment she thought he hadn't understood. Then he opened his mouth slightly and then widely as he looked up at the towering Bitch Goddess. The Mistress hesitated until the camera was in a position then released a stream of yellow shower to splash over his face and fill his mouth.
"Not bad for the first time," she said when she'd finished. "You were able to swallow quite a bit. Of course, you'll have to learn to swallow even fasten when you're used simply for a toilet and we don't want to spill any." She watched as he rubbed his stinging eyes, then she continued.
"I know how long you've dreamed of tasting my piss, slave. Was it worth the wait?"
"Yes, Mistress," he said licking the droplets around his lips into his mouth. "It...your piss was so wonderful, Mistress... thank you...thank you for making my dreams come true!" The Domina is laughing now. "Ah yes," she says, "the poor, dumb male, the pathetic, submissive male...ready to give up everything to lie at a woman's feet and feel her piss on his face." She put her booted foot on his chest with the tip of her thin red heel resting on his right nipple.
"Would you like me to sit on your face? Would you like to hold my big, beautiful ass cheeks in your hands, then spread them apart and lick my tasty ass?" The pain from her heel made it difficult to speak but he mumbled something and nodded his head. "I thought you'd like that, so many of my little wimps beg to service my beautiful ass." His body convulsed and he opened his mouth in a silent scream as her spike dug in. "I don't like nipples on males," she said. "You have no tits, you're simply a fucking poor imitation of the female. You're cuntless and brainless as well," she said twisting the heel.
"You're fit only as dogs and maids and toilets for the superior female." He could hold back no longer. He was screaming now as she shredded and mashed his nipple into jelly beneath her heel. She finally swung the wicked spike off, saying, "I want you to stop sobbing and listen to me, worm. I enjoy having you beg, plead and sob, but not when I'm talking. Silence!" she shouted, slicing his chest with her cat. "That's better."
She trailed her heel over his very visible ribs.
"You're a tiny, pathetic creature, hardly worth walking on and I may very well crush your puny chest under my weight!" (The camera shows the face of the grinning Domina, then the face of the terrified slave.) "That's right, little mouse, you may very well expire beneath the boots of your beloved Sex Goddess, but becoming my doormat is the only way you'll ever learn to be a good slave. Besides, if you don't happen to make it, perhaps I'll make a new pair of boots out of your scrawny hide." She leaned over, placed her hands at the ankle of her right boot, and slowly brought her hands up along its polished surface.
"You're too damn small to make into a pair of thigh-length boots, but perhaps a nice pair of knee-highs." She looked into his terrified eyes.
"What color boots would you like to be, baby? "she whispered. Perhaps purple, to match my new outfit." She leaned her arms on her knee and remained silent as she stared into his eyes, as the tension grew. "I...I want you to walk on me, Mistress," he whimpered through trembling lips. "I want to be dirt under your feet." She loved it, the power she had over this poor creature. After trampling on him she slowly lowered her ass, but just as she got close, he was rolled out of the way and the camera placed where his face had been. Her ass hole loomed larger and larger as she lowered her ass into the camera until all went black and the filming was completed.
"I have no more time for him now," said Mistress Kellie, tossing the whip aside. "I have a production meeting in an hour and I'm running late." She looked down at the frail, beaten slave and smiled. "Treat his wounds, feed him and lock him up. I think he's going to be in great demand when this video comes out." She prodded him with the toe of her boot. "And this little wimp is gonna make me lots of money as a weekend rental slave.
"Encyclopedia of Fetishes Part I & II No. 35 - "Fetish Heaven" Menstruation - foot and shoe worship - hairy underarms and legs sucking - complete toilet servitude - ass worship - dancing and whipping slave - Kotex kissing.
A gorgeous man comes to audition for a job at the "Cock'N'BalIs" club, Madame informs him that he can make $300 a week dancing but can boost that to $3,000 by doing perverted things to the jaded private membership. She auditions the boy having him dance and fuck a mannequin. Then she puts him through his paces to see if he's willing to get Bow down and do the dirty work. He does sucking her out while she has her period, drinking her wine and eating her defecation, sucking her hairy underarms and legs to name a few. In a rousing finish, she dances a dance of triumph while whipping her willing boy.
- Part II No. 36 "Fetish Feast"
What else can a woman do to degrade a defile her slave? Plenty. He lies down on the bare floor masturbating. She swaggers in with her thigh-high spike boots. She spits on him, kicks and hits his nuts, threatens him with mace, sickle, thongs, whips, and talks about severe torture, castration and whatever evil comes to her mind.
She urinates on him full force, sits on his face, and masturbates herself to orgasm. Spitting fans will like this punishment as it hits his face and body repeatedly.
Kellie Everts, Box 325, Brooklyn, N.Y. 11211
Mistress Kellie is well known as a bodybuilder and a "Stripper for Christ"
- Check her websites at
- http://www.kinky-kellie.com/ or
- http://www.kellieevertsistripforgod.com/
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