Legends of Dominance - 55
Legends of Dominance - 55 by Mistress Michelle Peters et al. and posted with permission (All information herein is provided by author) Legends of Dominance Article Index |
Lady Jacqueline English
- SCHMIMOTHY'S FIRST VISIT
- by timothy
I had dreamed of being a slave to a dominant bitch for many years. But I had newer called one until this particular day when after smoking a cigarette while reading a fetish paper, I called Lady Jacqueline.
"May I help you?" a masculine voice answered.
"Could you please tell me about the services Lady Jacqueline offers?" I asked.
The slave explained the services after he finished I set up a session with Lady Jacqueline for Wednesday afternoon. I did not know at the time, but it would be a day that would change my life forever! At 3 pm I showed up at Lady Jacqueline's dungeon as instructed. When my eyes met Lady Jacqueline I was astonished. How incredibly beautiful she is. The pictures in all the fetish papers could never portray her accurately I fell down to my knees and placed my lips fervently to the tops of her 6" spiked heels. She told me to follow her and I crawled on my hands and knees as fast as I could after her and into her dungeon where she sat down on her throne and ordered me to place my face on the floor before her feet.
Smiling she said, "Very good slave! That is very good so far but you will have to prove to me that you really are my slave."
I uttered, "Thank you for the opportunity to be in your presence and prove myself as a loyal slave that wishes to be completely under your divine control. My only hope is that I may give you pleasure and make your life a little bit easier."
"If you prove to be sincere slave, you will never want a Goddess again," she stated as I stood up and handcuffed my hands behind my back. Next went on a collar wound my neck.
"Up slave, quickly on your feet!" she ordered as a cat tail slashed across my back. I raised up as fast as I could from this position only to feel a sharp slap across my face. Laughing she said, 'Too slow, slave!"
"I expect total obedience from you slave. That means I expect you to do exactly as I tell you the moment I command it!" she explained as she pulled off my collar. "I can see you're excited at the prospect of being my slave," she said as she looked at my erection and placed a cock and ball restraint on me.
Next she snapped a leash around on the cock and ban restraint.
As she pulled on my leash she proudly announced, "I have both of your heads on my leashes. Now get down on your hands and knees because I wish to go for a ride!"
The weight of her ass sitting on my back made my cock throb.
"Giddy up! Giddy up horsey." she giggled as she dug her heels into my sides and pulled my cock behind my balls.
She rode me for over an hour. The strength in my arms was gone when she got up. She released my hands and instructed me to lie flat on my back. Next she chained my hands and feet so that I was totally helpless and at her mercy. All of a sudden the heel of her boot sunk deep into my chest. Then the other heel as her full weight was on me.
There she was smiling down at me as she stood firmly on my chest.
'I know exactly what you're thinking slave." she said with a smile.
"Yes Lady Jacqueline I would like to worship your beautiful feet," I replied,
Laughing she questioned, "You would hmm, slave?"
"Yes, Goddess I would. Please allow me to worship your divine feet," I begged.
"That's right slave. Beg!" she demanded. At that her heels continued to dig deeper and deeper into my chest, "Please Lady Jacqueline! Please Lady Jacqueline! Please allow me to worship your divine feet!" I begged and begged while she stood on my chest laughing and demanding me to continue to begging.
"Please Lady Jacqueline. I would do anything to worship your divine feet!" I cried. "Please Lady Jacqueline! "Please Lady Jacqueline " I begged.
Finally she voiced, "Very good indeed slave. You will do everything anything I command of you and will do it when I command! Do you understand slave?"
I helplessly and submissively uttered, "Yes, yes, my Goddess!"
"Open your mouth, slave!" she ordered while standing on my which by now felt as if it was going cave in. She slapped my face as she ordered me to open my mouth.
"That's right. Open your mouth wide as you can!" she said smiling.
Suddenly piss was flowing out of her pussy.
She demanded, "Swallow it! Swallow it!"
The stream of piss flowed into my mouth and i swallowed and swallowed.
Finally after about 30 seconds of swallowing piss continually it finally began to drip into my mouth.
ff I was a miner I would have said, "The another load had come in!" As she sat down on my face I could hear her laughing.
'You have been my toilet and now you win blow up toward me until I am dry.
She stood there using me and I blew for I don` t know how long.
Finally she stood up and said, "You have done well so far, I may allow you to worship my feet."
"Please Lady Jacqueline! Please Lady Jacqueline!" I was in a frantic. "I beg of you Lady Jacqueline. Please allow me to worship your divine feet.Please Lady Jacqueline! Please Lady Jacqueline" I begged on.
She sat on her throne and placed her heels on my face. I sucked and kissed her shoes as I begged on. Finally she placed her feet flatly on my face as she ordered me to worship her feet. I started kissing and worshiping her feet. I was in heaven. The smell of her feet breathed life into my nostrils. My mouth and my tongue kissed and sucked her feet.
I said, "Thank you Lady Jacqueline! Thank you!" Yes that was my first visit with Lady Jacqueline. Today I am her complete slave knowing that my only purpose is to please her.
Thank God, I mean thank you Goddess Lady Jacqueline English.
Thank You!
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Lady J
- An Introduction to Lady J of Massachusetts
- From Dominatrix Domain - No. 28, 1995
My name is Lady J. with the emphasis on Lady. I am a Female Domina who make fantasies a reality I have already made My Fantasies a reality. Being a Female Supremacist, I am living My fantasy of a D/s lifestyle by dominating My permanent TV slave, who once was My husband. She is also beginning to realize her fantasies of being a fully feminized sissy maid to a dominant Woman.
One might wonder how these fantasies became a reality. First of all I have always enjoyed being a Woman and being treated like a Lady. I take pride in the fact I am a Woman. I ..am a petite 5'2", 110 lbs. I am very feminine, sensual and erotic. Yet, I am very confident, capable and very able to take care of Myself I like to have control of My life and believe Me, I do! The combination of My petite size and feminine superiority have frequently been an advantage to Me. I would not change a thing.
I am also very curious and creative. I have always been drawn to people, places and ideas that are somewhat different and unique. I am also attracted to those who are intelligent, diverse, creative and love to have fun! The scene fulfills these interests and needs.
One day, several years ago. My husband told Me of his interests in the scene and cross-dressing, so I've forced him to become Lisette, who is now My full time secretary/maid and servant. The rest as they say, is history. This is My fantasy and reality. I love what I am doing and am having a great time.
More and more of My fantasies and other's fantasies are becoming reality.
As an example, ever since I was a child I loved to dress up. I still do! I love to fetish dress and have the body to show it off. Red is My signature color, oh don't worry I do have plenty of the traditional black, but red is My favorite color! For those who know Me, if they see red, especially leather they think of Lady J. My wardrobe consists primarily of leather as well as PVC, latex, lace and silk. I love the look, the feel and of course the attention of fetish dressing. It is provocative, exciting and powerful. Some of My ensembles include a red (of course) studded Amazon Warrior Woman outfit complete with over the knee, high heel, red boots and red whip. Another outfit which I really enjoy, is My black, skin tight shiny latex dress with a high neck and slits on both sides. The pride of My boot collection are My black and red crotch high boots with speed laces and five inch heels in lustrous patent leather. Many of My outfits are custom made and fit like a second skin.
I love to wear My outfits when I am at a scene event or in My private, fully equipped dungeon. I am very creative and diverse in My interests, toys and equipment. While the physical environment can be important, the mind is what really makes the fantasy come true. I will control you and lead you to your reality. Submissives BEWARE! I will learn about your desires, fears and weaknesses. I will discover your dreams. I will learn about you through My very thorough and detailed application which all potential submissives must complete. If I deem you worthy, then I devise My plan. Be VERY careful what you ask for, because you may just get My permanent slave who is a sissy TV maid once asked . . . she is now double pierced in her left nipple. Her right nipple wears My mark with a tattoo that reads "Property of Lady J" She also has a Prince Albert and quiche piercing which are chained together, to help chastise her. I will soon placing her in a permanent locking device which completely prohibits her fondling herself and gives Me complete control of her sexual pleasure! Only My is hers! She does all the cooking, house ing, dishes and laundry, I seldom allow her out of the house, mostly to run errands and act as an escort This is her REALITY! Her reality allows me not to have to worry about the mundane things in life and to concentrate on My pleasures. I love it and so does she!
I do have openings for submissives in My stable. I enjoy a wide variety of scenarios and can be very creative. I can be stern, demanding, sadistic and push you to your limits or I can gently pull a novice out of their shell, I have pierced the piercer. I have bound the escape artist so his bindings were inescapable. I have conducted complete shopping trips with the nervous cross-dresser. All were fun and exciting with fantasies becoming reality.
Perhaps you may experience the reality of your fantasies coming to life! I thoroughly enjoy leading the adventure! The adventure begins as you enter My private dungeon, dark and mysterious, with your heart pounding loudly as you await your dreams. Once there I may tie you to My bondage table then torment and laugh at you or put you in the cell and make eat from a doggie bowl, even keep you there overnight. I may strap you to the medical table and perform a genital torture till you beg Me to stop. I could simply chain i you up give you a severe whipping or caressing. You never know what I might do. I may even feminize you with silk, lace and make up, then force you to become the slut that you know you are! Naughty little boys and girls , will be placed over My knee and spanked or 1 paddled. I also have many boots and shoes that are in constant need of a tongue bath. You may even be permitted to drink the golden nectar of your Goddess! You also may learn to enjoy the ultimate humiliation of being raped by ME! I must WARN you, experiencing your fantasy can become addictive!
The possibilities are limitless if I allow you in My presence I love what I do and will make you love it too. Only the sincere, intelligent and generous need apply, if you are up to the challenge of living your fantasies. Your fantasies can become a reality in My dungeon. Limited travel is possible. A few restrictions apply, no sex, no scat and drugs are not tolerated. Discretion is given and expected. Come experience My reality.
- Lady J
- Chestnut Hill, MA. 02167
--Compiled by Mistress Michelle & slave english
Lady Dianna
- An Anniversary with Lady Dianna
- From Femme Fatale Magazine - Vol. 3, No 4
Lady Dianna had informed me that we would celebrate our second anniversary with a day at the shore. The days seemed like years as I anxiously awaited for that glorious day. Since meeting Her I long for each minute that she graciously gives me. One simply has to cast his eyes upon her just once to realize what a striking beauty she is.
After what seemed like an eternity, that fateful day finally arrived. I picked her up, as instructed, at 6:00 A.M. Evan at that early hour she looked absolutely ravishing. There was little make up on and the clothes were simple, though form fitting, yet because of Her natural beauty she looked as if she just stepped out of the cover of a fashion magazine. I wanted to hug a caress Her, but I dared not for fear of starting the weekend off on the wrong foot. I took Her hand and gently kissed it as I bade Her good morning. After several trips to Her penthouse the car was finally packed and we were on our way. The hour trip was uneventful. On the way down we stopped for breakfast.The meal was not lavish but I was overjoyed at the fact that I was able to sit at the same table with Her. I felt even more proud as every eye in the place turned and focused on her. I thought for sure that this was going to be the weekend where I might be able to enjoy some privileges rarely offered to slaves. Little did I know that there wasn't anything further from the truth. Upon arriving at our destination I was instructed to register and then to unpack the car. It took several trips to bring in all of her luggage and the cooler, which contained beer and the finest of liquor. As we settled in the room I made the mistake of opening up a beer and starting to relax.
Lady Dianna was furious as She slapped me and knocked the drink out of my hand. She told me that the weekend was to be one of pleasure for Her and that if I were to enjoy any of it, it would be a pure accident. With that She told me to strip and kneel. I obeyed and I was then instructed to kiss Her feet as a gesture of my appreciation for the attention that She was to bestow on me. It was only after I serviced her beautiful sandal clad feet that I noticed that one of the suitcases was open on the bed.
That suitcase held more equipment than some of the best filled dungeons. Lady Dianna then pulled out a dildoe which she lubricated and promptly stuck up my ass. The pain was excruciating as strapped that horrible feeling object in place. She then proceeded to clip on two of Her heavier nipple clamps. I wanted to scream out as the pain shot through my chest, even before the pain in my backside started to subside. She then gave me a frilly pair of women's underwear to put on under my gym shorts, and after handing me a T shirt she informed me that we were ready for a long walk on the beach.
As we were getting ready to leave She quickly downed a beer and then took a second one along, to sip on as we walked. Our walk was a long one and the dildo and nipple clamps were starting to take their toll on me. Yet I could not be conspicuous because Lady Dianna managed to squeeze into the skimpiest of bathing suits. It was a thing of beauty that did nothing but accentuate all of Her curves. It was a suit and a body that would have turned heads on the French Riviera. But on the Jersey shore all eyes focused on Her as I walked alongside of her trying to forget the agony that I was in. I was starting to sweat profusely and the sun had not yet climbed halfway along its path as it sought out its peak.
After what seemed like miles that took hours to traverse Lady Dianna had finished Her second beer and a third that had previously gone unnoticed, and decided that it was time for us to return to the room and to start celebrating our second anniversary. Upon returning to the room She ripped the nipple clamps off my chest. She then ordered me to strip, to remove the butt plug and then to wash it and sterilize it. Having done so I was ordered to kneel at Her feet as She placed a black leather hood over my face. She pulled the leather strings on as tight as She could and then snapped a blindfold in place. This was followed by a tight mouth filling gag. In an instant I felt totally helpless not being able to see what was going on or being able to protest. I was then ordered to find my way to the bed and then to lie down on my stomach. I wasn't sure what to expect but I knew better then to disobey. In an instant Lady Dianna had me spread eagled. She secured my wrists firmly, to the top of the bed and my ankles to the bottom. I believe that She took pleasure in making all four bonds especially tight.
I laid there totally helpless. Discomfort started to set in immediately and the total darkness just accentuated that helplessness that I experienced. I wanted to see Her, to talk to Her, to tell Her how much I cared for Her and how I'd crawl to the ends of the earth to satisfy Her but all I could do was be there in discomfort and total darkness as I reminded myself how much in control She was and how She could make me do anything that She wanted me to without my volunteering.
Suddenly I could hear something whistling through the air and smacking across my naked ass. It bit savagely into the tender flesh with a loud smack. My body tried to jerk forward and in an instant I could feel a red welt erupting on my skin as She said happy anniversary. I desperately tried to move and to talk to Her, but the bonds were doing their job and the thick gag that completely filled my mouth did an effective job of muffling my protests, as only a hoarse gurgling noise escaped the leather hood.
At that moment I realized that Lady Dianna had picked out one of the most vicious implements out of Her collection. It was a cane. I knew that there would be more and I tried to brace myself, but to no avail. At the moment when I least expected it I saw stars. This time the white hot agony which seared through me made me scream hoarsely and in vain. I again tried to struggle but to no avail. She started to bring the cane down repeatedly crisscrossing the original marks with second and third welts. My ass burned in a scalding mass of red welts as she flayed my naked behind. When she finally stopped She announced that She had drawn blood in two different places. Once for each year that we were celebrating. I laid there not being able to move, my face was contorted in agony. The pain had now became part of me as every nerve ending on my buttocks was scorching. I felt my eyes bulge as white hot pain ripped through my lower body. I saw spots before my eyes as the darkness whirled around me. As I laid there the pain was intense but I realized that I was slowly beginning to feel a stirring in my loins as a wonderful sensation was starting to overwhelm me. As I became enveloped in a sea of pain and pleasure I failed to notice that all my restraints were loosened. It wasn't until She removed the blindfold and gag that I realized that I could move. I thought that my ordeal was over, but nothing was further from the truth.
She told me to make my way into the bathroom. There I found a hard wooded chair facing the tub an I was ordered to sit on it. As my behind made contact with the seat a sudden pain shot through me and reminded me of the ordeal I just went through. Lady Dianna then proceeded to clamp on Her heaviest nipple clamps on my tender flesh. I held my breath as the sharp pain shot through my chest. She then quickly spread my legs and secured my ankles to the legs of the chair She then ran straps across my shins, my thighs and across my stomach She then drew my arms back and cuffed my hands behind my back. The additional pressure on my chest caused me to groan but it was nothing compared to the sharp pain that I felt as She drew my elbows back as tight as she could further torturing my nipples.
She then loosened the bottom laces on the soft leather mask and brought out something She had been saving for this occasion. It was a hard rubber ball with a clear tube sticking out of it. I opened my mouth wider then I'd ever thought possible as the large ball was unmercifully shoved into my mouth and tightly secured in place. The hood was then lowered back into position and replaced tighter that it had been before. This pushed the ball gag further into my mouth making me feel as if my jaws were going to split.
She then ran a clear plastic tube from the ball gag to a gallon plastic milk bottle that had a tube secured to its cap. This enabled Her to run the tube from the gag to the bottle. As She inverted the bottle I noticed that the bottom had been cut out. She then ran a thin string from the inverted bottle over the shower curtain rod and then secured the string to my nipple clamps. Thus the bottle was suspended in mid air while secured to my nipples with a tube running from the bottle to my mouth. It suddenly dawned on me why she had earlier consumed the unusual amount of beer.
Lady Dianna then took an empty pitcher and emptied herself, filling the pitcher more then half full. She then took the pitcher of hot wine and emptied it into the gallon jug.
Hot pain seared through my breast from the additional weight of the urine. I gave a muffled cry writhing and struggling from the pain and before I knew it the piss had entered my mouth. I gagged a little as it hit the back of my throat. I placed my tongue against the inside of the gag to stem the flow. The clamps were serving their purpose. The pain in my chest mounted and mounted. The agony was indescribable. I tried to scream but I only succeeded in letting more piss in my mouth. I then realized that I had only two choices I could drink Her warm nectar or I could let my nipples be torn off my body.
I gagged some more as I decided to drink.
Lady Dianna then replaced the blindfold. I was completely immobilized as hot white pain continued to rip through my nipples. As I became lost in the darkness Her power seemed to overwhelm me. I felt weak and helpless. I was no longer an individual being. I was a slave, a sex object, a receptacle for Her bodily wastes. I felt denigrated, humiliated and emasculated. I broke out in a cold sweat as I heard Her empty Her bladder into the pitcher again and in a moment when She transferred the contents into the milk container I wanted to cry out from the additional pain.
Lady Dianna then informed me that She was going out for a ride and wasn't sure when she'd be back. I heard the door slam and I was suddenly alone in total darkness. My jaws felt as if they were on the verge of snapping as the piss continued to flow down my throat. I heard nothing, I could not see or do anything and I had to remain there drinking the urine until she decided to return. I lost all tract of time as the piss continued to burn my mouth, and my throat. It didn't feel comfortable in my stomach either but by then I knew that I'd be able to keep it down. For what seemed like an eternity the warm fluid splattered against the back of my mouth and I couldn't do anything but swallow. It was my only chance for relieving some of the pain on my nipples.
I continued to sip the warm piss and wound up consuming more than I thought was humanly possible. I lost complete track of time as I finally consumed the contents of the bottle. By that time my nipples were so sore that even as I emptied the container I did very little to relieve the pain in my chest. At the same time I began to realize that my jaws were aching and my shoulders were aching to the point that any motion only increased the pain. So there I sat, completely help -less and my entire body wracked in pain. The total darkness made every second seem like minutes. I had no choice I had to sit there and endure the suffering until she decided to return. When She finally returned I was on the verge of tears and would have gladly pledged anything and everything just to be given some relief. But I also knew that I was in no position to offer a deal as She could have anything She wanted anyway. By this time all sensation had left my hands. I could feel the stress on my shoulders, and at the moment that I'd thought I wouldn't be able to stand another second She released me. The relief was very much welcomed but it was only temporary as She led me out of the bathroom.
I was ordered to lean over the bed and then I felt a lubricated dildo pressed against my tightly clenched splinter muscles. Relentlessly She continued to press on it. A fireball of agony ripped through my asshole as She gave the dildo a hard push and my sphincter began to yield. After strapping the object into place I was forced to sit at the head of the bed with my back to the headboard. She quickly secured my outstretched hands and ran ropes across my chest and stomach when she spread my legs and secured them to the bottom of the bed I was completely immobilized from my waist to my toes with the dildo further imbedded in my rectum.
The blindfold was left in place so that I would not see as She readied herself for dinner. The ball gag was replaced with a less painful but still restricting mouth gag that came with the mask.
My nipples were still smarting from the vicious torture to which they had been earlier subjected, when She began to viciously twist and squeeze them. My head shot back as I screamed in agony.
I could hear Her laugh as She said that She was leaving and informed me that I'd be lucky if She returned before dawn.
Unbeknown to me She had a dinner date and would be gone for the rest of the evening and into the early hours of the night. That evening passed in a long ache and as midnight approached it turned into a severe pain that could be rendered only by cramping muscles. Relief only came as I could briefly doze off, and that time it was difficult to tell where the pain was coming from as the butt plug, the gag and the tight restraints all worked in unison to send a fireball of agony from my toes, through my body and out my head.
When She finally returned She removed the gag but left the hood and blindfold in place. She then removed all the ropes and then just a quickly She cuffed my hands behind my back, and still there was no relief from the dildo that was tearing my asshole apart. She asked if I was hungry and I told Her yes. With that She made me kneel on the floor and told me that there was a doggie bag in front of me and that I was welcome to the remains of the meal that She had earlier shared with Her date.
As I struggled in the darkness with my hands bound behind me, to find the plate with the cold food She prepared herself for a good nights rest.
When She was finally ready She announced that dinner time was over. I struggled to my feet and climbed into bed, my ankles were then bound together with a length of rope. Lady Dianna then bade me good night as she slipped under the covers along side of me. She also informed me that if I moved a muscle or if I disturbed Her sleep in anyway there would be hell to pay.
With morning came the pain of loosening cramped muscles. My hands and feet were finally free but there was no escaping the darkness that was brought on by the hood and blindfold. A fireball of agony still ripped through my buttocks and asshole. My body was still convulsing and squirming in pain, yet there still was no way of dislodging that foreign object that was securely strapped in me.
I felt Her hands on my head as She forced me towards the bottom of the bed, and the next thing that I knew my face was smothered between the pillow globes of smooth, white flesh of Her ass. I heard Her sigh as my mouth moved into the crack of Her ass and glided along the crevice until I encountered Her asshole. I lapped the tangy wrinkled opening feeling the heat it generated and tasting the pungent hole. I pressed my lips and ran my tongue around the perimeter of her sphincter. When the muscle was coated with saliva I made a stiff point with my tongue and pressed it if, into the center of Her anus. At first the muscle held, but then my tongue sank into her warm moist hole. I pressed my lips firmly against Her ass until I had as much of my tongue inside of Her as possible. For What seemed like an hour I swirled it around and pressed it hard against the interior walls of Her anus until She was overcome by a tremendous orgasm. I was then instructed to pull my tongue out of Her asshole and to work my way to the front.
The nipple clamps had been put back on and She twisted and squeezed the clamps directing my mouth and tongue with the pain. I again lowered my head to Her crotch. Her musky perfume intoxicated me as I pressed my mouth against her lips.
I licked, lapped and swallowed, I then licked some more as my tongue ran over Her vagina. I tried not to annoy Her as I interrupted my licking to steal a quick breath through the small hole in my hood. This only caused Her to push Her pussy deeper and deeper in my mouth. I could hardly breathe but my tongue managed to continue the massage. On occasion Her fingers would find my nipples and in response to the pain I doubled my efforts sticking my tongue in deeper and deeper.
The more I licked the more profusely did Her secretions flow. The taste of Her permeated my mouth and nostrils. My tongue then ranged over Her clit. My tongue continued to tease, tickle and massage Her throbbing button.
Her loud cries and heaving announced Her orgasm. Her body seemed to go rigid as powerful thighs squeezed my head. More tightly then ever my face was pressed in Her crotch, my mouth and nostrils were sealed with Her juices. I held my breath as my pulse pounded in my skull. Finally She released me as She slumped back in satisfaction.
The hood still covered my head with only the small holes for my mouth and e-yes giving me a small sense of freedom. My task was to clean up the room and pack the luggage as She made herself tea while readying herself. An hour later the room was clean, I was proud of my effort but She scarcely seemed to notice. She took the hood off kissed me on my forehead and said that she couldn't wait until the next anniversary when She was going to stop fooling around and become a little more severe.
If you wish to write Lady Dianna send to;
- LADY DIANNA
- MAPLESHADE, NEW JERSEY
--Compiled by Mistress Michelle
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