The Mistress Chair

When we visited “La Joie Mauvaise. The Motel” (read here), I saw a very particular piece of furniture at the mansion there, a sculpture made of 3 naked slaves who form a chair. I asked Mistress Jenny to try it out and she did not just sit on the chair, she began to try out all couple poses with me. The chair itself is very extraordinairy and the couple poses are well made. I took a whole series of pictures and I admit that the poses did excite me. At the end of our visit I could convince Mistress Jenny to get this chair for our home. We placed one in our dungeon and one in our private skybox. The chair is sold by LOON (Jipe Loon) and called “Mistress Chair Fetish“.

Enjoying Bondage April 2017 at Maurer‘s patio and kidnapped

In April the slaves wore their chastity belts and latex catsuits. We took each of them one night to our patio, unshielded the belt and put them into a rack with a fucking machine and watched them cuming for us. As we didn’t get all of the together, which was my Primary intention, I made a collage again. slave Adarra wasn’t online, so she’s missing in this collage. On April 18th/19th Jenny and I had a dangerous game, that ended with us both being kidnappend and locked at Gwen’s storage (read here). Unfortunately the roleplay couldn’t be continued and hence Jenny and I had only one full day enjoying bondage together. I added us during our dangerous game and later being hogtied to the enjoying bondage collage for April  2017 to complete the picture.

Enjoying bondage April 2017 – Mistress Jenny and Diomita (twice on the left), Kitty, slave Flo, slave slut cecy and slavin C

Something inbetween – Sarah’s Entrapment

What does drive someone to lock herself up in an uncomfortable cage? Why does someone enjoy the feeling of helplessness? About a week ago, Mistress Jenny gave me the link to a story. Its a story about the facination of bondage and about the submission of a young woman to an even younger woman. The story starts slowly and develops steadily. What I do like in particular is that the story is still close enough at reality, hence you can imagine it happening. And everytime Mistress and I see a cage it reminds us to this story. It will take a few hours to read it, but it is worth in my humble opinion. Here’s the link to “Sarah’s Entrapment” – http://www.utopiastories.com/code/show_story.asp/recid/70410

No post without a picture. I picked one that I took of myself when I explored “Days of O” in February “Simploring 2017 (13) – Days of O” because it fits to the story.

February 23rd: Diomita being naughty while exploring “Days of O”

By the way: That doesn’t me that I see myself as Sarah. And there is also no similarity at all with Sarah Fhang or with anybody of us in Second Life. But you may of course imagine who would fit to which character in this Story. That might be part of the fun.

The Victorian Corset Story – Part III

The following story was written by our slave Flo. Mistress Jenny and I did some revisions and formatting. After discussing it with slave Flo we agreed not to change the names of the acting persons but to keep them as they have some similarity to us in Second Life.
I will add some pictures, that do not fit with the story itself but fit with the theme.

Read part I here and part II here.

Victorian Story part 3
2025 comeback of Victorian corset?

Cecy shivered at Florence’s side. She was worried that Flo ‘s health might be at risk because of all the things that had been applied and how tight they looked.  Maybe somebody laced  this way in a Victorian corset could suffocate and die while the release could not be done very easily. It would take many minutes to release all these ‘fashion style restrictions’.
 “I have medical skills Cecy, I know well how much “our” volunteers can take, and her waist is far not at the target, where it will be in 6 months, at 18 inches!”
Officer Diomita was prepared as Florence fainted and used strong smelling salts to get the volunteer back to consciousness. The only visible sign was to see her faintly struggling and her breath become more regular. Something unexpected appeared but was hidden under the corset.
Florence never felt this anytime before, she was moist and a never known arousal hit her.
That moment Lady Jenny joined and told everyone that she will be called Mistress by all her employees and volunteers – only in public she has to be addressed as Lady Jenny.
With her forefinger she poked the encased Florence and smiled.
“I guess Flo has some secrets and new experiences. Most Victorian corseted ones report from a arousal and something like a untouched orgasm. She will tell us, won’t you Flo?”
A faint grunt was the only reaction of poor Flo.
“What’s up next Officer Diomita?”
“Well, Florence will stay like this. She was not the kind of cooperate we expect Mistress Jenny. The punishment on her head will stay for another hour. Then we try to to see her sharing with us as ‘we like’.”
“For Cecy I have some kind of the new underwear to test meanwhile”
Cecy’s eyes widened at this announcement but she hesitated to comment in fear what she saw happen to Flo.
“The yellow bag please Cecy and then strip naked.”]
Cecy folded her garments and placed them all in a drawer. Officer Diomita took them with a cold glare,  “don’t need them next 7 days!”
7 days? No clothes, no underwear. All became very strange for cecy but within seconds she was ordered to fold her arms across her boobs. A white armless jacket was fitted around her upper body and made her helpless, or better to say ‘happy’ – she likes and is very experienced in bondage, unlike Florence.
Officer Diomita guided Cecy into the near bathroom. There she placed Cecy into shower and fixed the front ring of the jacket with a short chain to a ring about 1 meter from floor. This forced Cecy to bend at her hips and present prominently her intimates.
With a hose pipe the officer splashed cold water on Cecy’s cunt and ass. She showed no excuse at the struggling Cecy and just powered up the stream even more.
It looked like the sadistic Officer was happy to do so ‘because she can’.
As the cooled body parts went red the Officer stopped. The towel she used was not soft, no, it was scratching and the dry effect hurt by strong rubbing.
This caused Cecy to whimper and the Officer honoured this immediately with a sharp slap on her butt. Next,  Cecy was guided by the chain into the dressing room where she had to bend over a hip high bench.
Her legs where spread and tied with leather locked cuffs to the clamps waiting the locks. The Officer took some black medical gloves and used lube to smear over her cunt, deep inside, and around sphincter.
Cecy struggled knowing very well that there would be some special treatments planned for her. The big black looking plug was close 5 cm  in largest diameter and 15 cm length.
She saw the attached bulb and had no doubts that this would soon be placed in her back hole. Officer Diomita told her to relax and begun to push and widen until she could push them hard in.
“Good Girl” she whispered, “Mistress did the right choice with you, little maso slut”.
Next item was a huge black/silver looking dildo.
“These silver pads here can give you either pleasure or pain, depending your cooperation and my mood too…..”.
She had no problem to slip the intruder in Cecy’s almost dripping cunt. At the end she secured both blow up guests with a harness that held them tight in place and had a small surprise at the spot where the sensitive spot of Cecy’s clit was touched.
Two pins, not as sharp to really pinch, but to make good contact had been placed in the reinforced shield.
“This is cyber technique, slut Cecy, no need for power supply as the toy itself creates electricity from your own heat and moisture” commented Officer Diomita while she locked the belt with a electronic/electromagnetic lock.
She showed Cecy her smart phone with the new App ‘teleguide and pleasure’.
“This app is free for anyone. It has a search function to connect to any such device nearby. This might be fun at parties when you can be either teased or even tortured by anyone.”Just as this was happening Mistress Jenny came back to check and immediately used the App and sent a short impulse at Cecy’s clit. Not painful, really arousing but to short to make pleasure.
Cecy shrugged and whispered “ouuuwww…. what surprise Officer …mmmhhhh”.

The Victorian Corset Story part 3: Officer Diomita with Florence and Cecy

Inside her jacket Cecy felt the heat and her sweating but no way to move her hands. She would have given any promise to get more of this teasing.

Mistress Diomita smiled
“now I like to stop this feeling immediately” and a sharp stitch hit her. “this was only level 3 of ten, more to come dear volunteer.”
“We have time to reach the top and you can report afterwards how this toys make you be silent and obedient.”
Officer Diomita played with the App, teasing touches followed by sharp level 3 hits.
“Once in combination with full Victorian corset, restricted arms in reverse prayer, the Victorian lady’s will show her pride and silence on every corset party. You two, Cecy and Flo can be proud that you have been part of the development of the latest and best Victorian corsets”.
“Officer Diomita, please release Florence from hood and gag, then let her report how she will cooperate in the next steps”. “Well, Mistress, I will visit your office as soon both volunteers finished this first day outfit test.”    (end of part 3)

Thank you

This blog has become larger than ever thought. It started as a little diary and that is still the main reason for me to write, to save the memories that we collect in Second Life. In the meanwhile the blog attracted some readers and I admit that it makes me particularly happy, when I get a message in Second Life out of the blue from someone telling me, that she or he follows our blog.
Last month, was the first month in which we had more than 3,000 clicks and hence more than 100 clicks daily in average. The blog will reach 100,000 all time clicks most probably in the course of this year. I want to take this opportunity to thank you for reading and following our Second Life and our blog.

Diomita

P.S. No post without a picture. Here’s one picture for this entry

March 28th: Mistress Diomita with her property Jenny at The Secret House

Enjoying Bondage March 2017 – tied up in the Gardens by the Bay

For the enjoying Bondage series I decided to create another collage. I choose a picture from my somploring tour to the Gardens by the Bay (read here) and added Mistress Jenny and me as well as the slaves in their March outfit. Mistress Jenny is represented twice, once holding my leash and once kneeling tied up. From left to right: slave slut doll cecy, slave Flo, Diomita, Mistress Jenny, Diomita’s property Jenny, Kitty, slave puppy Adarra and slavin maid C. I personally think that’s a colourful start into spring.

The Victorian Corset Story – Part II

The following story was written by our slave Flo. Mistress Jenny and I did some revisions and formatting. After discussing it with slave Flo we agreed not to change the names of the acting persons but to keep them as they have some similarity to us in Second Life.
I will add some pictures, that do not fit with the story itself but fit with the theme.

Victorian Story part 2
2025 comeback of Victorian corset?

Florence felt the corset start to tighten the whole length at once, her hips, waist and chest had no time to adjust the tight fit. She bit her lips so she would not upset the Officer, like Cecy had and tried to get enough air to breath. Down her hips the embrace was close and almost comfy but on her ribcage it became painful – she struggled and fumbled on the corset to help herself.
“Thats ‘medium’ Florence – you are a good one, now relax next 10 Minutes and then be prepared as the machine will close the laces fully. Take a deep breath if you ever can”
It was the first time Officer Diomita had smiled. The waister worked now much slower and you could tell from the noise that the force was quite heavy to pull tight. It took about 8 minutes of fighting and moaning by Florence until the corset was fully closed.
“Fine let’s measure what we got”
Florence now had her waist reduced to 27 inches for the first time. She took small breathes and as soon as the laces had been knotted and she was released, she started to turn and look at herself at the mirror. She was impressed, then asked shyly
“May I slip off the corset now Officer Diomita?”
That caused another eye contact and a silent shake of her head.
“Our engineers had made some more special parts to this corset and until all is checked it will remain on. Let’s move further, we have a nice necklace that will suit you well”.
Cecy took a small piece that was reinforced in length and had a special form. She guided it around Florences neck. Cecy had paid a lot of attention to use all of the grommets and laced first manually in a loose form. The Officer explained that in the early stage the neck collar should be tighten by hand.
 “See this is like a jewel on a ladys throat. Goes up 3 inches when well laced and helps to get a proud and elegant presentation of any female.”
Florence tried to lower her head but felt that the movement was lightly restricted. Officer explained that the neck corset contains four parts moulded in carbon fibre to the exact outline of Florence’s Neck. This way it will be hard as steel but lightweight to wear. Diomita, the officer, took a small padlock and then locked the neck corset. Florence was quite shocked and tried to grab and pull on the lock as the Officer turned and brought next item to test. She ordered Florence to put her hands on her back, palms touching while she rapidly slid a monoglove over her arms. Before Florence could react, her arms where encased in a matching item like the corset. Her hands pulled hard against each other by the snug fit and the external strap. Also her elbows where forced to touch and her breathing became much harder. Her chest was pushed much stronger into the small busk of the corset.
Flo whimpered and begged to be released but the reaction from Officer Diomita was very stern.

“We are not done now”

slave Flo, Diomita, slave cecy and Mistress Jenny in front of a newly opened shop

“For the first Fashion show of VCS Victorian Corset Society we have many more items to test, to modify  and test again. Next are your legs – we have something to make your walk more feminine”.With an evil grin she showed the ‘ballet trainers’ – braces to fix the leg below knee to toe with several leather straps that keep the feet in straight line with the leg bone. This was so painful, Florence started to complain and whimpered.

“You signed to work as volunteer Florence, you are being well paid and you knew about the project and how we handle volunteers so no more complaining!”
“But Officer, please …. I cant bear all this at once”
“I will show you, how you can! We expected such a reaction and therefore we created some items that need to be tested as well, so we started already with some of those on you dear Florence. Cecy, reach for the blue box over there”
Officer took a first item out of the box and showed in front of the whimpering Florence.
“open your mouth!”
Officer roughly pushed the penis shaped gag between Flo’s lips. Then Florence had to open even more until her lips reached the front plate that touched her lips. She could feel that her teeth had became trapped in some kind of pockets and she could no more touch them with her tongue. A set of straps had been pulled tight and pushed the gag deeper in her mouth. Her chin was pulled upwards and was pressing her jaw against the gagging device. The Harness sealed any sounds and forced Florence to concentrate to swallow her drool. Her eyes where showing rolling tears and a faint crying escaped the now only opening left, her nose.
    Officer took the next item out of the box and this was a very special double padded leather hood. Its purpose was to cover gag straps, ears and eyes, leaving only the part of the gag uncovered.
 “Cecy” go on and lace the hood to maximum tightness, then slide the zipper over the laces and lock the hood with this padlock.”
 Florence was now in horror as all her senses had been cut. She could only hear very faint voices, her eyes where harshly pressed shut by the padding. The way Florence was now restricted, with a boned corset from knee to shoulders, the neck corset, ballet trainers, gag and hood made her fighting for air – but no more complaining. Her breath become very faint and she only felt the world and all her senses gone. She passed out?

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