A life altering encounter with Mistress Fhionna Sunday 22nd June ‘08 (sub declan) i arrived at my instructed time of 7:00PM and was greeted at the steel entrance gates by an extremely tall elegant short haired lady in a full length leather coat. i had been counting down the half hours for the last 12 and now i was in Her presence my heart was racing. The black and white photos of Her may look stern but the full colour reality of Her presence is that of a healthy gorgeous firm looking Woman that you will never forget being permitted to visit. She made some relaxing and reassuring conversation as She lead me across the courtyard to the big wooden doors of the Dungeon. i gave Her a gift and a thank You card right away. Mistress Fhionna spoke to me about my lack of BDSM experience as She took me to the wall of punishment implements and elaborated on the various straps, tawses, floggers, whips and canes allowing me to feel their texture and weight.
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i can't get out of my mind the picture of Her showing me one particular punishment whip. She slowly ran Her elegant long fingers down a rubber snake whip and turned to look at me saying that this could cut a sub through to the bone. i was in awe by the ease with which She could announce something so horrific in a beautiful soft tone of voice and the thought of the petrifying consequences of what Her electing to use that whip on a sub would be. Most professionally, Mistress then enquired as to whether or not i wished to be given a safe word and in light of the implement demonstration of a few seconds previously i have no idea why i said no. i remember saying to Her that i would prefer for Her to decide whether or not punishment should continue, i was already so transfixed by Her beauty that i felt She would be merciful with a novice. She then instructed me to strip and to go and kneel head on the floor before a large mirror and wait for her return. As i knelt there i was very nervous, never having been punished by a Dominatrix before, then i heard the click of she heels on the wooden floor as She returned to the dungeon and walked straight over in front of my crouching figure. She instructed me to kneel up, the tall tanned figure now before me was that of a powerful beautiful looking strict woman that i knew would soon be severely strapping me. She was wearing a low cut charcoal black mini dress outside which was a magnificent full boned black leather corset, black full fashion stockings and knee high black leather boots and stood well over six feet tall. As I knelt in front of Her She started to gently pinch my nipples. Mistress said She could punish nipples for hours that would leave no marks but that its effects would last for days. The session then started fully with a hand spanking over the whipping bench. I was instructed to place myself over it and i was then secured by leather straps and cuffs, firmly tied in place. Next a set of nipple clamps were attached with a connecting chain which ran under a bar of the whipping bench, the idea being that as i jolted up from the successive lashes of the straps the clamps would pull at my nipples. Mistress warned if they were pulled off six times a vicious type of nipple clamp would be used instead that would tear the nipples before coming off. Mistress started to gently run her fingernails over my back and bottom interspersed with soft hand slaps. Gradually the intensity of both actions was increased for 10 minutes at which stage the first of five different leather straps were introduced. Mistress showed and had me kiss each implement before She administered it. What a lovely custom. If Mistress Fhionna had been a less compassionate Lady She could have been made me scream in a very short space of time. I thought that the firmer the strokes the more satisfaction She would have and this was my goal in having wished to serve Her. After each of the last three straps Mistress used a pinwheel all over the tenderized areas that had been strapped with just enough force to cause me to squirm. i would imagine one would be in agony if pressed firmly. Next it was time for the cane so after a short break while Mistress was choosing one, i simply remained in place on the whipping bench smarting after the heavy leathering i had just received but longingly waiting for Mistress to punish me further. Mistress picked up and tested several of Her canes before selecting a whippy 30” cane of medium weight about 10mm in diameter and administered a dozen average strength strokes, 6 from each side all 12 strokes broke the skin slightly. i was then released from my bonds and ordered to return to the kneeling position on the rug by the mirror and examine the state of my bottom. Mistress walked over to me as i knelt near the mirror and told me i had done very well for a beginner, i was very thankful for the rest and the encouragement. Then after that short break, having enquired as to my well being and allowing me have a glass of water, She led me to another area of the Dungeon that housed an overhead suspension device and sharply instructed me to stand with arms raised and legs spread apart. Mistress lowered a heavy set of leather wrist cuffs with solid wood grip handles within then promptly secured them on me. As She did this i could feel my ability to escape vanishing and also not help sampling the essence of Her perfume because of Her proximity. A further instruction to spread my legs was given as Mistress secured the manacles attached to a steel leg spreader, as She did so one could not help but marvel at Her beautiful body as She bent down to fasten each ankle. The feeling of total surrender to Her as I was suspended helplessly at Her mercy was both exhilarating and terrifying. The fear that must engulf even a hardened masochist is dreadful as you hang there looking at your Mistress preparing Herself to whip your back so imagine how a total novice felt for that minute. i really believed She was fed up with all the gentle treatment and was now going to flog the back off me,. i dropped my head in shame and sheepishly begged Her to be merciful even though She had not yet given me a single stroke. I have fantasized all my life about being in this situation but the harsh reality of being seconds away from being whipped raw by a sadistic Dominatrix took my breath away and made me mumble like a child. i hoped as She moved to the side whilst looking at me that She would heed my cowardly pleas and not really hurt me, She gave me two sets of four very light strokes across the top of my back that stung me considerably….still unaware as to what She would do next, then after a minute or so as the pain of these light strokes were burning their way into me Mistress Fhionna stated that She was going to give me four punishment strokes for the number the times She had had to reset the nipple clamps. These four strokes made me cry out and left marks that lasted for days but were delivered with just enough bite not to break the skin. i felt weak when i thought that had She exerted the same power with this quirt as She had with the last strap I would not be writing this account. Mistress asked me if i recognized the difference between Her play strokes and the punishment strokes that i had earned, and i quickly said that i did. Should all your birthdays come together at once and you be permitted to session with Mistress Fhionna, you will experience what could only be described as the Perfect Woman, kind but most definitely in charge. No written account could respectfully capture enough the overwhelming feeling of passion for Her that will enter you heart if you are chosen. You will be irrevocably moved by the controlled Dominance that exudes from this Mistress remembering that, if you are a novice like me, She has spared the type of punishment you know that this Goddess would like to have delivered to you were you a hardened slave. One last piece of advice for the brave… write and speak as perfectly as you can when addressing this Lady as there is a great likelihood that you will never encounter such an eloquently spoken and intelligent person as this brilliant Woman. Besides obedience you will also have learned English from a magnificently perplexing Dominatrix. The mental gymnastics that this most gracious Lady can exert on you is yet another example of the infinite and caring charge She will have over you… any sub fortunate enough to serve this Lady will learn to… ‘Ask not what Mistress Fhionna can do for you, ask what you can do for Mistress Fhionna’ If it were to be the penultimate act of your existence, beseech this adorable Woman to allow you to grace Her presence with every fiber that exists in your body… |
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