|
|
|  | |  | |
|
|
|
Sublick1968
|
|
|
After finally getting over the 'Cold From Hell,' i'm in a fit enough state to write up my nice little outing to London Dngeon Hire with my boy TUD last Friday. It was his birthday, so I had a special treat planned...
On arrival, we met Ian the Dungeon Keeper...he's very friendly and helpful and obviously LIVES this life. The dungeon itself is amazing: clearly a labour of love and play items adorn every wall, surface and nook and cranny. Check the website for pictures as any description I give will not truly do it justice.
Anyway, after getting used to our surroundings, I made myself comfortable in the throne room while TUD spent some time at my feet for a catch up. Once that was over, I went into one of the other rooms to prepare. TUD had decided he wanted to be 'taken prisoner' again, so that's exactly what I did, after dressing in my new latex zip-vest and mask. I also found a nice looking bowie knife in one of the toy cabinets which it just seemed kismet for me to wield...and also was suitably menacing!
As TUD entered the room I showed him the knife and forced him to the floor, then black-bagging his head and tying his wrists. I then played a little by tracing the blade over him...across his chest and stomach...between the buttons of his shirt...against his neck. The anxiety and excitement were clear from the quiver in his voice. I gagged him, and led him blindly back through the dungeon and once again into the throne room, where I had him kneel on a stool in front of the throne. I then left to prepare his birthday surprise....
I returned to the throne room, removed the gag and then the black bag, to reveal TUD's chocolate birthday cake complete with candles to him. I was rewarded with a large smile and thank yous a-plenty :) However, eating cake with a fork is so boring don't you agree? At this point TUD realised I was wearing something of mine that he hadn't seen before: my black strap-on. What better way to eat cake, than by licking it from that? I began by releasing his hands, and feeding him some of the cake from leather-clad fingers. I'd had a feeling from his reactions in previous sessions that TUD would make a good little cock-sucker, and he was certainly enthusiastic with my fingers this time too...so I smeared the cake on my strap-on and had him prove his devotion to his Goddess by licking it clean. Again and again and again ;) Obviously I tested his endurance and his ability by holding his head on it from time to time...pushing into his throat...and also by threatening him with the taser that was on hand. That certainly motivated him! Once I was satisfied that he'd licked every last morsel of chocolate from my cock, I let him get his breath before moving onto the leather straight jacket we had both been eyeing up. It was a squeeze, but I secured him into it with the aid of a pair of handcuffs to allow some give in the straps, and took him to an interesting piece of suspension equipment I had seen in another room. It's a bag comprised of a small wooden platform and red leather straps, suspended from the ceiling beam on a winch. As the winch is raised, the straps pull tight against the subject, holding them snuggly in a suspended upright position. It was a bit of a struggle to get him into it, considering he was already in the straight jacket, but I persevered ;) Once suspended, TUD became very quiet and calm, and although I checked to make sure he was ok, I could tell he was actually very comfortable and content (despite overheating!) I enjoyed having him hanging there helplessly in front of me...gently swinging him from side to side. As a little bonus before I took him down, he got a spank for every year ;)
So, it was time to release him from the bag and then the jacket, as it was almost time to go. TUD was obviously feeling brave, as he let me try out a nice horse-hair whip I discovered hanging in the hallway on him (he's not much of a one for pain.) he even asked for seconds! Careful TUD, I may get carried away in future! After, we had a civilised picnic of sandwiches which TUD had brought along, and then time was up. I'm told, it was one of the best birthdays he'd ever had, and that now he's planning mine. Since it's in November, he has plenty of time to arrange something special! So I know it took me a little longer than usual to write up this journal, but I wanted to say a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY again to TUD...until next time ;) |
|
|
|
|
So, after a nice evening of peace and quiet and a long soak in the tub (without interruption from my housemates!) I was suitably rested and relaxed and ready for my session yesterday with TUD. He arrived at the hotel in the morning and we had a chat over breakfast, before retiring to my room for my usual foot rub and catch up on the events of our last meeting. TUD was very clearly still excited by the memory of our outing to The Serpent Rooms and several times had to be reminded to calm himself. After finishing our discussion, TUD went for a walk while I prepared the next stage of our day together. Once again, he had set me a challenge with a prize if I won (if!!!) the same padlock as last time, with a different combination to be extracted. On his return to my room he was forced to his knees and chastised for keeping me waiting. I restrained him and led him to chair, where I seated him and showed him the kitchen knife I was more than happy to damn-near castrate him with. However, TUD had decided he wanted to be a braver boy this time, to show his Goddess that he's not a coward...to make me proud. So, he refused to give me the information. Luckily, I had come prepared ;) he was then tied to the chair, with his wrists cable tied behind his back (the chair was somewhat lacking when it came to being suitable for rope work.) He was then blindfolded, and force-fed bottles of water...he managed two and a half litres (with a short break to watch me apply my makeup) and a nasty cramp in his arms before 'cutting a deal,' so desperate was he to make it to one hour and be released without wetting himself! So once again, I emerged triumphant and won another prize. When will he learn to not underestimate me?! ;) we then went for some lunch, and on our return got on with some slightly less 'intimidating' rope bondage: a rather artistic hog-tie first, followed by a straight-forward arms behind the back and knees together affair. I then seated him facing the mirror for some GHOM fun. I took my time seeing just how long my boy could hold his breath, and it was far longer than he was initially making a fuss about. Well done TUD ;) We spent the remainder of the session with my boy worshiping my feet, and then my gloved hands. He sucks on my leather-clad fingers like a real slut when he's aroused! He then requested to be allowed to brush and smell my hair before leaving to head home. Since he'd done fairly well all in all, I allowed him that small pleasure. Thank you for another great day TUD...next time we go for 90 seconds ;) |
|
|
|
|
Off to Croydon to a hotel for a couple of nights, and some rope-based fun with TUD. Don't wait up! ;) |
|
|
|
|
Well...what a day yesterday! I had my very first dungeon based session with TUD, and it was a resounding success! We used The Serpent Rooms in North London (highly recommended!) First of all was a foot wash/rub whilst we caught up on news and previous visits, then the REAL fun began! I went to one of the rooms upstairs and got changed, and then texted TUD to join me upstairs. As he entered the room, I crept up behind him and VERY forcefully made sure he knew who was in charge with a sharp implement to his back, then got him to kneel and black-bagged his head and cable tied his wrists behind his back. I shoved a wad of latex gloves in his mouth and out some tape over the top, then replaced the bag with a blindfold, all the while ordering TUD not to look at me. Then I got him on his front and tied his ankles too. Now, part of our session was a little challenge set by TUD for me...he had given me a combination padlock and I had to get the combination out of him WITHOUT hurting him. I told him that rules stipulated that I couldn't hurt him to obtain the information, but I WOULD hurt him if he didn't tell me the combination...sneaky Goddess! All the while threatening with that sharp edge in his back and side ;) Then to make his position clear, I untied his ankles and got him to his feet, ready to take him down the stairs and into the dungeon. The thought of potentially taking a blind tumble down a flight of wooden steps coupled with my powers of 'persuasion,' meant he crumbled within about 90 seconds...far more quickly than I was expecting! Poor little coward. So, a nice little price for me!
Then, I removed the blindfold and told him to make his way down to the dungeon and kneel facing away from the door, and to not look behind him. Once I'd given him time to do that, I made my own way down and circled to stand in front of him and told him to look at me. I must have looked impressive in my bodysuit and mask (see picture five,) as TUD proceeded to start chattering away about how magnificent I was (he has a habit of doing that!) I told him to kiss my bare feet to show how wonderful he believed me to be. After that, was some fun with a new steel sensory deprivation hood which I'd been itching to use. Following some initial apprehension, my boy managed 5, and then ten minutes. Then was time for his favourite and my specialty: rope work. A fairly straightforward chair-tie...nice and secure so I could tease him whilst sitting on the throne and resting my feet on his leg. He was squirming and moaning like a little girl all the while, and hugely overexcited as usual. I then did something which he always finds arousing: I made a phone call to my sister, only this time I told her he was there and tied in front of me and then let him speak to her! Very briefly mind-you, since when excited he can talk for England ;) He'd been kidnapped by me! Boohoo! By now, time was running short. So I turned his chair around so he could see himself in the mirror: bound and gagged just like a good boy should be. I stood behind him and removed his gag...not before warning him to choose his words carefully and not start chattering. I asked him "What have you learnt today?" For the answers he gave, you'll have to ask him ;) |
|
|
|
|
Today, I feel the need to write an entry about something which is quite a bugbear of mine: is it really so difficult to understand what I mean when I say "I don't want to deal with you"? Numerous times on CM I have come across subs who in one way or another have irritated me. The fact is that once that has happened, it's HIGHLY unlikely I will want anything to do with you. You will know I'm annoyed too, and I will tell you I'm not interested, so could you please just leave it at that?! No amount of begging or pleading will change my mind either. If you've proven yourself to be ignorant/ unreliable then why on earth would I entertain you? I've blocked subs, just to have them contact me through another account. Seriously, they're wasting their own time as well as mine. What they fail to understand is that I don't NEED them. I don't need their drama, and I certainly don't need their money as this isn't my main source of income. So throwing money at me won't change my mind i'm afraid: if I think you're a dick then no amount of anything will convince me otherwise. The moral of this story? Be polite, concise, respectful, reliable, and have a GOOD understanding of the English language when you converse with me, and we'll get along just fine. Now i'm done with my little rant all that's left to say, is have a beautiful day! :D |
|
|
|
|
Another good day with TUD today: a river cruise and lunch on the Thames, and then since he was responsible for my laptop giving up the ghost earlier in the week (long story!) a new iPad for his Goddess. He's a good boy really, no matter how annoyed I was with him! |
|
|
|
|
I've joined the Twitterverse! @GoddessDeeSays...I haven't tweeted yet, but it's only a matter of time ;) |
|
|
|
|
What a lovely day I had yesterday! TUD took me out for the day: first stop a coffee and a catch up as it's been a while since we last saw each other, then a wonderful lunch at Boyd's Brasserie (with a big glass of NZ rose no less!) and then a leisurely stroll around Westfield where I was spoilt rotten...new bag, new wallet, makeup, two pairs of shoes, and some gorgeous purple leather gloves. Thank you TUD, you are a sweetie ;) |
|
|
|
|
I'm looking forward immensely to one of my boys taking me to lunch on Wednesday...well, coffee, followed by lunch, followed by cocktails and a little shopping. Heavenly! A sub who REALLY knows how to treat his Goddess  |
|
|
|
|
I've just been shopping at Liberation for a few little 'essentials.' What I wouldn't give to own every piece of rubber in their collection... |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
| Age: 21 |
| Wales,
Canada |
|
|
|
| | |
