BDSM
Now you are on a lead and you are not following my instructions like the good puppy you should be, so I grab and forcibly tied down to a chair using both rope and leather. You are immobile and under my watchful gaze.
You are hooded. You cannot know what comes next. What will come next?
Read MoreThis is a scene I enjoyed creating with a submissive I had not sessioned with before. This gives the readers an understanding of my love of role plays, chastity and female supremacy.
You, slut, literally couldn’t be useful to me. I have no idea how I will come to pimp out your arse or your mouth and make any money from you but you did answer my vague advert in the newspaper.
You really are a pathetic loser, at least you turned up in chastity. Little do some men know but, chastity devices come in a variety of different sizes (like cocks in general) and that I might not have a small enough cage on hand for you.
Safe words are just that, words that we use to be able to call (or stop) a scene when we need to, to make a scene safe for us to be vulnerable in and perhaps push our boundaries in a way that feels controlled.
Safe words are used to relay information regarding how someone is fairing in a kink scene, or for a top to check in with a submissive or bottom whilst in a kink scene. Safe words are words we use to indicate when we need play to stop, or keep going. These can take a variety of form and are often used because when playing with kink, words like stop, might not mean stop.
Read MoreWhen I felt you had throughly ruminated on your behaviour I decided to give you the last and most harsh part of the punishment, the cane. I brandished 5 different canes, from crooked handled to straight canes from thin to thick. I worked you over at first lightly tapping your arse and then moving onto firmer and firmer strokes.
Read MoreThis session, he wanted his first beat down experience. Perhaps when you think of beat downs you think of slapping and punching, there was indeed, plenty of both of these in our time together. There was, however, a plethora of intimacy.
Read MoreIt is a true delight when a submissive does mean “Do whatever makes you happy Mistress”. When they have really thought about their boundaries and comes to the table (I literally do my pre session negotiations around a table) with knowledge of their bodies limits and their hard and soft limits and can say “I want to do whatever makes you happy Mistress.” It is literal joy to my ears.
Read MoreRole plays, nothing gets me going like them. They are the activity I most enjoy within BDSM. Their breath, scope, imagination, sensitivity. I revel in the vulnerability that they can bring.
I feel honoured when someone comes to me with a role play which allows them to explore a part of themselves which they do not often shed light on.
Read MoreI was keen to see Miss Tallula not just because of her obvious charms but mostly because her online presences promised a bundle of mischief. Spoiler alert: promise delivered!
Read MoreI have had some truly wonderful latex bookings whilst abroad and since I returning to Sydney.
My latex wardrobe has grown extensively in the last 12 months and I simply adore the feeling of rubber on my skin, the tightness, the restriction, the feeling of encapsulation as I zip up the zipper or release as I let it down. Few things feel as fetishistic in my mind.
Read MoreI had chosen a 'naughty masseuse' theme and it was exceptional. For starters, she has truly magic hands and I would have been happy to see her for her trigger point massage alone.
In a world where kink can seem pretty foreboding and serious, Tallula made if fun and playful.
She is a real piece of work, and a true work of art.
Read MoreI cherish each visit with Tallula; she is as kind and generous as she is beautiful. I could not recommend a better guide into exploration of kink than her. And I hope to continue to see her for some time to come.
Read MoreYou await my presence, I walk around you, you are naked besides my feet, on your hands in knees, head bent, eyes closed. You are listening to and awaiting every metal heel on floor board step I take.
I inspect you, I begin to control you I move my hands around your body, correcting your posture, ensuring your head is in the position I wish it to be, neutral neck, neutral spine. You move as I command, if you do not, there will not be the rewards which you so desperately crave, in fact quite the opposite.
The blindfold is simply one of my most favourite tools in my chest of depravity. So simple and yet hugely elegant. Curtailing our most dominant sense allows us to explore the plethora of sensations we gain from others at much greater detail and with further nuance.
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