My wooden collection

A few weeks ago a good friend of mine came to visit me bringing me the most unusual of presents, a collection of wooden dildos handcrafted by himself.  In my short time as a Dominatrix, I have received some unusual presents, but this one must be on top of my list.  The wooden dildos were absolutely beautiful, crafted in pine, hazelnut and ash. 

I was delighted with my new collection of wooden dildos and couldn’t wait to try them.  My friend told me that he had made all the efforts to make them safe to use, including the use of organic varnish.  As soon as he left I organized a dildo party to try my new toys. 

The verdict…  We loved them!  One of them was extremely big for the girls but it was fun to see one of my sissies playing with it.  The other ones were smaller and more “manageable”.  My favourite was the little dark dildo made in ash, it is very smooth to the touch but hard enough to assure hours of fun play and it blends with your body’s temperature.  Another favourite was the one with metal studs, especially after we put it in the fridge for a while to cool down the metal.

If you want to try some wooden pleasure email me with your details and specs.  Now you too can own an exclusive wooden dildo handcrafted to your own specifications.  Prices start at 50 euros (plus P&P) for the “little wooden teaser” and go up to 80 euros for the “big monster in pine”. 

Miss Anath's room

Good morning! "Will you walk into my parlour?" Said Miss Anath to the slave;

"'Tis the prettiest little parlour That ever you did spy.

The way into my parlour Is up a winding stair;

And I have many curious things To show you when you're there."

"Oh, no, no," said the little slave;

 "To ask me is in vain; For who goes up Your winding stair Can ne'er come down again."

Alice in Chains



Alice by Frank Brunner

It happened one afternoon after a visit to the library. Alice was sitting on the window sill in her dorm reading a book when  she saw a woman in a black military catsuit walking in the garden.
She didn't know why but she felt compelled to open the window and follow her. The lady in the PVC catsuit walked across the garden towards a garden shed, opened the door and went in.

Alice followed her into the shed and much to her surprise, the walls were covered with bondage toys. She followed the lady in the black catsuit through a long corridor with whips, floggers and chains floating in the air. She tried to grab a spiked leather suspender belt floating in front of her when she realized that her pink pyjamas had vanished and instead she was wearing a very restrictive leather bondage underbust corset, a type of bdsm harness.


Do you want to know what happened to Alice?  You can read the full story here

The Boat Party And Anath’s First Rope Bondage Experience

The Boat Party And Anath’s First Rope Bondage Experience

Now you can read here all about my first Bondage experience at the boat party last year in London, in Joanna Lark's blog.

The Paris fetish tour

 

I cannot believe a year has passed already since my first fetish party in Paris at the Croisiere Elastique.  That was an absolutely fantastic night on board the River’s King cruising along the Seine and seeing some of the Parisian best spots from an entirely new perspective, that of the Parisian fetish scene.  I had been in Paris many times and done the bateau mouches a few times, but a fetish croisiere was entirely a new experience.  As Francis Dedobbeleer - creator and organizer of the croisiere elastique- says, it is “Un joyeux bordel”

The Croisiere Elastique

The Croisiere Elastique was my first official event attended in Paris and it was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had.  Everyone was really friendly and welcoming and it despite being my first night in the Paris scene I managed to make a few friends and find new subs willing to submit to my will just for my pleasure.  The night started early with only around 350 fetishists and BDSM enthusiasts sharing drinks and a buffet during an hour and a half long cruise along the Seine.  Later on, when the cruise finished another load of fetishists joined us for the real party and wildness. 

I enjoyed the Croisiere Elastique so much that I am planning to this year’s cruise on May the 14^th.   This time however, my Parisian adventure comes with a twist, not only will I be attending with some of my French subs, but I have also invited my sister in mischief Mistress Joanna Lark to come along and discover the Paris fetish scene.  Of course we couldn’t come all the way from London on our own… no, no, no.  We need pampering and looking after during the short eurostar trip so we’ll be coming with a small entourage of subs to care for our every need and whim including some “train entertainment”.  The “chuchu” train is going to be a fetish train when we get on board! 

If you think that you have something special to offer ME to make my trip more enjoyable and want to join in the Paris experience, you can leave a comment or contact me directly to assess your abilities and see if you are fit to become part of our Parisian tour.

To see for yourself some photos and videos of last year’s boat party, you can visit the Croisiere elastique’s official site.  

Meeting Mistress Anath at Pedestal

sub phil meets Mistress Anath at Pedestal.  

Do you want to know how he felt meeting me?  Keep reading and you will find out...

Serving Mistress Anath at Pedestal

Mistress Anath at Pedestal  

Club Pedestal is a very popular Femme Domme club in London with hundreds of beautiful Dommes dressed in all their finery in attendance. So when i say that on seeing Mistress Anath, i was struck dumb by Her physical beauty, it is no throwaway compliment. Even in such notable company, Mistress Anath's beauty shone out. Dressed in a mesmerising body stocking and Strappy Leather Bondage Thongs With Waist Cincher, her divine physical form was simply breathtaking. But on approaching Her, it was Her inner dominance and strength that shone through. 

Here is a Lady who clearly knows what she likes and how she likes Her subs to serve. How lucky i was that in Her beguiling Spanish accent she firmly told me to stand against a metal frame and await her attendance. Approaching me, there was a mischevious twinkle in her eye as she calmly told me that she hoped i would be able to please Her. Oh, how i hoped too! Ordering me to strip down, she began using a succession of Floggers and Paddles to thrash this lowly english slave on the back and buttocks. 

Each blow was delivered with accuracy and obvious relish. 

At one point  i heard Her laugh and was elated to discover that she was clearly enjoying Herself. As the blows intensified, i could feel all eyes in the room on us (or more accurately, on Her, given that she is the most stunning Mistress imaginable). 

In between the harsh strokes, Mistress used Her fingers to expertly squeeze and torture Her subs nipples - light carresses turned to painful twists and pinching - with my subsequent squirming and gasping seeming to please Her more. With each blow that rained down, this sub was plunged further into sub space, desperately wanting to soak up every ounce of his beautiful Mistress's venom. 

With Mistress finally satisfied, i was ordered to dress and get on my knees and give thanks before being used as Her stool. Making me the most grateful seat in London. Believe me, Mistress's Anath's beauty and sadism is a potent mixture. Once she gets her claws into you, there is nothing you will not endure to make Her happy.


sub phil

Burns night with Mistress Anath

Burns night at the factory seen by my new slave, fat pole.

 

In the Burns night, i met for the first time MISTRESS ANATH and MISTRESS JOANNA LARK.  i knew that I was going to end up on the floor groveling at the FEET and HEELS of a MISTRESS, as in every FETISH PARTY I attend, but i did not know that i would be so used, abused, and humiliated severely by MISTRESS ANATH. It was a night when a worthless useless piece of fat/dirt fat pole and toilet face, as she calls me, was noticed. i became a slave to ANATH.  

Shoes from the Joanna Lark's collection

i spent my entire life being humiliated, pissed on, spit on, raped, slapped, verbally abused, by POWERFULL DOMINATRIXES, and when i saw MISTRESS ANATH with HER sexy LEGS and STOCKINGS and POWERFUL OPEN TOE HEELS  entering the party, i saw myself serving her. i was not sure if she would be tough enough with me and verbally abusive, but it was definately my hope as a scum slave to lick the DIRT from the BOTTOM of HER HEELS and SERVE HER in this party. i got close to HER and i was shivering with fear as i always do approaching a MISTRESS. SHE did not notice me of course, this was understandable as no MISTRESS will notice a useless piece of dirt like me. MISTRESS ANATH is so high in status and I am down there like a worthless rodent. I worked hard to get HER ATTENTION and finally SHE noticed my worthless self, i approached HER and dropped on my knees, shivering and looked at HER FEET. SHE pointed with HER FINGERS to HER TOES and the rest was history.

 

licking Mistress Anath's heels

I licked the bottom of HER HEELS and SHOES clean as people in the party looked on.  

MISTRESS ANATH tied me up to the ceiling and started using me as a pole for her other human toys to dance.  She called me fat pole. SHE organized a pole dancing contest and was laughing and making fun of my worthless existence with HER FRIENDS.  

Then, SHE plugged my mouth with a penis gag  SHE whipped me on a Saint Andrew’s Cross.  SHE spat on me and slapped me repeatedly with force in public. It was a dream come true for a worthless piece of dirt like me to be somehow useful to a POWERFUL MISTRESS like MISTRESS ANATH. She was having fun with her friends and that was my most precious reward.  i begged HER to piss on me or use me in a video or photo shoot. i hope she will. SHE will obviously use me to her benefit.

 

As i prepare to go to the next Pedestal Party, I have been communicating with MISTRESS ANATH via email. SHE always reminds me in HER EMAILS how worthless I am. SHE calls me a fat pole, worthless, dirt, trash, scum, stupid, toilet, piece of fat…etc. With every email i get from HER i realized that I belong to HER, SHE knows how to treat me and SHE can be forceful and violent with her slaves. i cannot wait to clean the dirt on the BOTTOM of HER HEELS, SUCK HER TOES, to be PISSED on by HER, slapped by HER and humiliated in public. After all, this is my only purpose in life and what i was made for; to be a rodent cuckold slave at HER FEET.