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From the mind, scenes and dungeon of Mistress DJ. You'll find writing, happenings and goodies. Mistress DJ has been a Pro Dominatrix for 20+ years and translates the real time experience of a dungeon to online. Mistress DJ loves roleplaying and helping you explore the BDSM community that she loves so much.
Tony nervously drove to DJ's dungeon, heart pounding in his ears. He had heard many things about DJ's skill as a domme and he was excited but nervous at the same time. When he arrived he was met by the delightful sight of her, tall and blonde with a fiery gaze and an inviting smirk. She welcomed Tony with a 15 minute session where they went over protocols and safeword usage.
She walked him through the dungeon, casually describing the equipment and how it could be used. Tony was full of anticipation as she explained the effects of each session. He kept thinking about how powerful DJ must be and how lucky he was to be here.
The session began with foot worship. Tony was made to kneel before DJ and gently massage her feet. He felt incredibly vulnerable as he worshiped her feet, and it was an experience he would never forget. Tony bowed his head before Mistress DJ in reverence as he approached her feet. His eyes followed the curves of her toes and calves with admiration. His heart raced with anticipation as he inhaled her foot odor through his nose. Tony slowly descended to his knees and brought his face close to DJ's feet, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure. He ran his fingertips along the surface of her soft skin, taking in the feel of her delicate feet. He kissed her toes, pressing his lips against her skin and savoring the taste of her feet. He moved his hands up and down the length of her legs, rubbing and massaging her feet with gentle, loving strokes. He applied enough pressure to get the perfect balance of pleasure and relaxation. His hands worked their way across her feet, kneading them and exploring their curves. Finally, Tony let out a satisfied moan and pressed his face between her toes. He breathed in deeply, savoring the combination of her foot musk and the scent of the lotion she had applied beforehand. He then licked her feet all over, savoring the unique tang of her sweat mixed with the sweetness of the lotion. The experience was exhilarating. Even after Tony had finished, he still wanted more and stayed next to DJ's feet, worshiping her and savoring her divine presence. After his worshipful attendance, DJ then moved on to flogging.
Tony was bound to a post as DJ prepared to flog him: Tony trembled with anticipation as Mistress DJ approached him. He had dreamt of this for as long as he could remember, and now that it was finally here he felt his heart racing in his chest. DJ was tall and imposing, wearing a black leather bodysuit and knee-high boots. Her eyes were full of intensity as she looked Tony up and down, taking in every inch of him. She smiled slyly and then pulled out a flogger from the rack. Tony gulped as Mistress DJ moved closer to him. He felt his body tense up in anticipation as DJ used the flogger to lightly strike his nude body. With each impact, an electric sensation shot through his body and his heart raced faster. Mistress DJ took her time, exploring every inch of her submissive's body with the flogger. She teased his skin with light strokes, inflicting small pulses of pain that sent waves of pleasure throughout his body. His breathing became ragged as she increased the intensity of the flogging, leaving him quivering and writhing in delight. Finally, Tony could take no more and let out a shuddering sigh of pleasure. Mistress DJ smiled in satisfaction, knowing that her submissive had been completely taken by her. With one final flourish, Mistress DJ unfastened the ropes that bound Tony to the pole. She brushed her lips against his cheek and whispered in his ear, "That was beautiful."
The lashes stung, but he found that the endorphins released from the pain actually made it pleasurable. When DJ stopped, Tony felt exhilarated and a bit addicted.
DJ then moved on to cock and ball torture. She had a variety of tools for this, and Tony knew that the sensations would be intense. First, she put clothespins on his nipples. Then, she started teasing his balls with a feather tickler, which made him gasp with pleasure.
Starting softly and then increasing intensity until his entire body was shaking with pleasure.
Next, Mistress DJ stepped it up a notch, replacing the feather with a bamboo cane. This time, the pain was more intense and immediate, causing Tony to cry out in agony. Mistress DJ seemed to take pleasure in his pain though, as she kept going, inch by inch, increasing the pressure until Tony was sure that his head would burst.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mistress DJ stopped, allowing Tony to catch his breath. But, instead of letting him go, she grabbed a blindfold and tied it tightly over his eyes. Tony felt completely in Mistress DJ's control now, and he reveled in the sensation.
The next thing he knew, Mistress DJ was back to her feather and cane torture, alternating between tender caresses and vicious blows. Tony was soon lost in a euphoric haze as his body responded to each sensation in turn. By the end of it, Tony felt as if he had been through an emotional and physical roller coaster, and all he wanted was to stay in Mistress DJ's dungeon forever.
Finally, DJ brought out the vibrating Hitachi wand. She moved it slowly over Tony's cock and balls, making sure to hit all of his nerve endings. The sensations were almost too much to bear, but Tony loved every second of it.
When the session was finished, Tony felt like he had been to another world. His body was full of pleasure and pain in equal measure, and he couldn't believe how amazing the experience had been. He thanked DJ for the experience, and left with a feeling of accomplishment - he had done something he had never thought possible before.
Tony was sure that he would be back for more - DJ had opened up a new world of experiences for him, and he was eager to explore further. He had fetishes he’d like to discuss…
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Wanda had been a police officer for many years, but she had a secret side job that she kept hidden from her colleagues. She was also a professional dominatrix, and she had a dungeon in her home that she used to dominate her clients. One day, a man named Charles came to her for a session. He was a submissive, and he wanted to be dominated by Officer Wanda. She welcomed him into her dungeon, and she could tell he was nervous. To put him at ease, she started by talking to him, getting to know him and his desires. She then began to explain the rules of the dungeon and what she expected from him. Charles was eager to please, and he followed all of Officer Wanda’s instructions without hesitation. She began by blindfolding him and tying him up with rope. She then proceeded to tease and tantalize him with her hands and various toys. She spanked him, flogged him, and even used a vibrator on him. Charles was in a state of pure bliss, and he followed her every command. After a few hours of intense play, Officer Wanda decided to end the session. She untied Charles and removed the blindfold. She then gave him a hug and thanked him for coming. Charles thanked her for the experience and left with a smile on his face. Officer Wanda had successfully dominated Charles in her dungeon, and she was proud of herself. She had taken a timid submissive and turned him into a willing participant. It was a job well done, and she was looking forward to her next session.
Charles was driving home from work one evening when he noticed a police car in his rearview mirror. He had been driving the speed limit, so he was surprised to see the car following him. He pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the officer to approach. When the police officer stepped out of the car, Charles was taken aback. She was a tall, imposing figure with a stern expression on her face. She wore a police uniform, but it was obvious that she was a woman. Her name tag read “Officer Wanda.” Charles was nervous as Officer Wanda approached his car. He had heard stories, or maybe rumors is a better word, about her from his friends He knew that she was a strict and uncompromising officer. He was also aware that she was a Dominatrix, and he was worried that she might take advantage of him. Officer Wanda asked Charles for his license and registration. He handed them over, and she examined them carefully. She then asked him why he had been driving so slowly. Charles explained that he had been tired from a long day at work and had been trying to be careful. Officer Wanda seemed to accept his explanation, but she still asked him to step out of the car. She then proceeded to search him, running her hands over his body in a way that made him feel uncomfortable. She then asked him to turn around and bend over the hood of the car. Charles was embarrassed and scared, but he complied. Officer Wanda then proceeded to handcuff him and place him in the back of her police car. She didn’t give any explanation, and he certaininly didn’t believe he’d done anything wrong. She drove him to the station, where she booked him for a minor traffic violation. At the station, Officer Wanda asked Charles if he wanted to make a deal. She said that if he agreed to be her submissive for a night, she would let him go without any charges. Charles was hesitant, but he eventually agreed. That night, Charles found himself in Officer Wanda’s dungeon. She had him dress in a feminine outfit and then proceeded to dominate him. She spanked him, teased him, and made him do all sorts of humiliating things. First, she had him polish her boots, with his tongue. This included the soft supple leather, but it also included the dirty rubber sole.
Next it was onto a good spanking session. Wanda had a paddle that looked a bit like a ping-pong paddle, but it had holes drilled in it. She paddled his ass 100 times, as hard as she could.
Finally, she demanded Charles pleasure her with his tongue. When it was all over, Officer Wanda let Charles go. He was relieved to be free, but he was also embarrassed and ashamed. He had been feminized and humiliated by a female police officer who was also a Dominatrix. He vowed to never let himself be in that situation again.