I’m still on sabbatical

Firstly, in case you missed the memo I am still on a sabbatical. I will be returning to action in about three to four months (around July/August). A special thank you goes to everyone who has emailed me requesting the first available appointment. I have your details and will email you privately when I know a date. If you are interested in session (possibly) from early July onwards and have not yet contacted me, email me and I will add you to the priority list.

My slavegirl M is also a Pro Switch

While I am still away, I have permitted my slavegirl M to provide Pro Switch/Pro Domme services to clients as Miss M. This is not unusual as slave M has often participated in sessions with a client and I, where the client was the lowest on the pecking order. She has a very natural talent for punishing and torturing people. I guess the many years of me punishing and torturing her have helped her to be very good at serving it up too. You can find out more at www.MissMDomination.com

Remembering the ANZAC’s

Finally, for everyone in Australia & New Zealand, and Australians and New Zealanders around the world, today is a day of solemn remembrance of the brave men and women who fought in armed conflict, some who paid the ultimate price so that future generations could live in safety and security, and a day of celebration of their lives and the freedoms we enjoy because of their actions. Lest we forget.

Until next time which will be real soon.

Stay well, keep being kinky and have fun!

Mistress Tara

P.S. A reminder that my slavegirl M’s pro sub website is www.slavegirlM.com and her Pro Switch/Pro Domme website is www.MissMDomination.com

Rule #1

I don’t have to be reasonable but I am very reasonable.

Rule #2

If you ask me, even beg me, to clear out your bank account, I will gladly oblige.

Rule #3

When you commit to something be prepared to follow through or request that we amend the arrangement. If in doubt on this point, see Rule #1 … I am very reasonable!

Failing to understand these rules will inevitably lead to you wasting my time as is the case with one of my financial slaves, danny. You may recognise him in the photo above!

Danny has trouble committing. He grows all horny at the prospect of serving me, he wants to give me all of his money, live like a pauper, take on consumer debt that he will give to me while he pays it off.

Admittedly danny has performed in the past and wants to continue to, but often he is too coward to go through with the final actions. In addition he constantly changes his bank account and FaceBook passwords and then gives them to me again. All quite pathetic really and leaves me wondering how serious he is.

I’m grateful that my other financial slaves are not as useless as danny and truly have my best interests at heart. Perhaps danny just needs some time to grow unlike his penis which is erect in this photo. As I said, quite pathetic really!

Financial domination is a simple concept. A submissive male or female desires to serve me through providing for my lifestyle and general comfort financially. This can be achieved in a number of ways including a weekly or lump sum monthly tribute, bill adoption, and covering other scheduled or ad hoc expenses. I have my own way of showing my appreciation which may vary per relationship. If you are interested in financial domination, make sure that you are serious before you contact me.

“Common sense” is unfortunately not common, hence the need for a workshop on BDSM Play Party Etiquette hosted by Uber services in Sydney. This blog is a summery of that workshop.

There is a difference between etiquette and protocol. Etiquette is basic manners that are expected by all who attend a particular event and protocol is individual behaviours agreed upon by couples or a group.

Becoming involved in BDSM in any form does not give you carte blanche to forget the manners that you were (hopefully) taught as a child. If you intend to attend a BDSM play party in the near future, now is the time to polish them up and to show how well you listened.

Above all else remember that everything we do requires consent or else it becomes abuse.

Etiquette could be divided into RESPECT and COMMUNICATION.

RESPECT:

• Diverse group of people, diverse kinks: the tricksy notion that people are different, and have different ideas:
  • Your kink may not be my kink, and even within eg flogging there are many different styles and ways to flog (please don’t rave about the ONE TRUE PATH)
  • Celebrate creativity and diversity
  • Different reactions to play – quiet and inner focused vs. laughing and joking.  Consider the environment you are about to have your scene in
• Do not touch people or their belongings without permission
  • Personal toys laid out ready for use are not there for you to pick up and rummage through
  • Ask if you can help clean up toys afterwards if they’ve been used on you
• Do not interrupt a scene
  • If concerned about the safety of a scene refer to the dungeon monitor or party host
  • Do not try to talk to, or touch, the person who is receiving attention, even if you know them unless expressly invited by the Top
  • Do not stand near a scene and talk loudly (either about the scene or other things)
  • Stand back – the scene may be fascinating but do you really want to be hit by the back swing of a flogger?  Also … get out of my light… I want to be able to see what I’m doing
  • Don’t walk through a scene space
• Respect the idea that BDSM can be a risky activity: follow principles of SSC or RACK
  • Know your weapons (toys) – if you don’t know how to use them safely, ask for guidance and learn
• Respect your party hosts, their effort, equipment and location
  • Clean up after yourself including your play area
  • Check party rules and expectations
  • Don’t hog equipment
  • Don’t arrive out of it (or use drugs during the event)
  • Don’t bring drugs to a party – a police raid will dampen the night
• Dominants need not be Domineering
• Submissives are not Doormats, they are not submissive to the whole party

• Bring manners: be polite, friendly and respectful
• Discuss interests, previous experience, limits, wants, needs, health issues
  • Work out your limits (Tops have limits too!)
  • Hard limits are just that. No respectful player will decide that somebody’s hard limits need to be pushed.
• Discuss aftercare arrangements
• Safewords
• If unsure, ask but don’t interrupt to do so
• Be prepared to apologise if you stuff up – and most of us have at some stage:-)

By sub will

Being new to the BDSM scene I had made a few connections via online sites and had come across Mistress Tara in my search.  After reviewing her website and having a phone conversation I made the decision to meet with her and experience what a pro Domme has to offer.  We set up a time to meet and I was given instructions of where to find her.

Upon arrival, I was greeted at the door by an attractive blond lady, who even before she introduced herself, I immediately recognised from photos on Mistress Tara’s website as her 24/7 slavegirl ‘M’.  She led me up some stairs, warning me to be careful as my eyes adjusted to the increasingly dimming light as we ascended, and then into a chamber which housed a number of ominous pieces of equipment, including a St Andrews cross, a medieval rack and a stand containing a multitude of paddles, floggers, clamps and other devices, many unknown to me but, surely one could assume, intended to inflict some kind of malice on their unsuspecting victims…of which I then realised I had now gone too far to ever escape being her next…

I was offered a seat and told by M that the Mistress would be with me shortly.  As I was left for a moment to contemplate what proportion of pain or pleasure was to be my fate that afternoon, my concentration was broken when I noticed a dark, silhouette figure moving down the long hallway to which my gaze was fixed.  I could first make out the beautiful hour glass shape of a corseted figure and then I was slightly taken aback by her imposing height (assisted by a pair of impressive knee high, high platform leather boots) – a height that would soon make my 6 feet stature seem quite insignificant.

As she stepped from the darkness of the hall into the relatively less dark of the dimly lit room, I first saw her in all her glory and was immediately struck by her attractiveness, far more than her website pictures had done justice, and was somewhat rendered speechless, an occurrence that I have not experienced often in the outside world, but one that did not go unnoticed by the Mistress who made comment about my dumbstruck state.

After a brief reassuring chat and given the opportunity to ask any questions, I was told to go to the shower and that when I returned I would be her property. When I went to the shower I realised I did have a few more questions…was I suppose to wear anything when I came back? …was I able to interact in a certain way? …but realised it was probably too late at that point – I didn’t dare emerge from the bathroom and not follow my last instructions which were to come out and get on all fours on the floor before the Mistress.

Once in that position I waited for what seemed like minutes, feeling her gaze upon me, shivering in anticipation of the unknown that was to come.  Eventually, she spoke to tell me that I was not in the proper slave position and that I needed learn how to properly present before a Mistress when on all fours – I was then shown the error of my way.  Following which time, I was ordered to crawl to her seat and present myself to receive leather collars around my neck, wrists and ankles.  These were immediately then put to use as I was clamped spread eagled to a standing St Andrews cross, then blindfolded just in case my helplessness and vulnerability were not already complete.

As various unseen torture devices were then applied to my cock, balls and nipples, I started to feel the sting and burn of an expert Mistress practising her art, but these things seemed mild in comparison with the shivers that Mistress Tara’s sadistic laugh sent down my spine as she turned the screws on her devices….I made the mistake of letting out an unconscious nervous laugh in response at one point..a mistake I would not make again as I could see her wrath turn on me even through blindfolded eyes.

I also made the mistake of thinking I might be receiving some compassion from my Mistress at one point when she asked which of my nipple clamps or ball clamps were tighter – I was soon set straight though when I realised my answer was only a further direction as to which ones needed to be tightened more!  The only respite from continued clamping came when I figured out by trial and error that the answer that all balls and nipples hurt equally as much was enough to turn her attention elsewhere.  …elsewhere, like the scrape of sharp objects dragging over my skin, the flick of her fingers or smack of her hand on my aching balls….the only break in my concentration coming intermittently by the feeling of warmth and excitement of her breath or body heat inches away from my face, neck or body.

After some time, the devices were removed and I was released from my shackled position, only to have a leash attached to my collar then led, still blindfolded, to another room where I was positioned head down and ass up to await my next training.  I heard Mistress Tara call down the stairs to M to come and join us.  On her arrival, and after them both taunting me on the three day hair re-growth on my balls and Mistress Tara instructing me to ensure they were fully and freshly shaved whenever she would see them again, M was instructed to start administering a spanking punishment to my ass cheeks.  At some point she was instructed to stop and I was asked how many strokes I had received.  Unfortunately I had not had the foresight to keep a count as I was too busy wincing from M’s beating.  As the spanking continued I made sure I kept a good count in my head from that point.  At 41 strokes I was asked the current count and certainly got nervous when M’s count differed from mine, but I knew my ass would eagerly take more of what was on offer.

It wasn’t to be though as I was grabbed by my leash and led back to the first room, where my blindfold was removed – not that I got to see much as I was immediately ordered face up onto the rack, where my wrists and ankles were attached just before I heard the tell tale cracking of the winch locks as Mistress Tara turned the rack’s handle, …crack…crack…crack..until I felt the tugging and stretching as the locks reached my bodily limits.

There I was subjected to other physical and psychological torments, often still enhanced by the Mistress’s verbal taunts, laughs and comments.  To one comment she made, in reference to why my dick was not hard at that point in time, I responded with a question so as to clarify if that was permitted and whether what she was doing was for my pleasure or for hers to which she immediately retorted that “if I wanted to do something for your pleasure I would have M come in here and sit on your face, wouldn’t I?”  …an intriguing question indeed and the mere contemplation of which has given me an instant hard-on many times since that first meeting!

Alas, I was eventually released from the rack and given the opportunity to kiss and worship at those amazing leather boots before my shackles were removed and I was ordered to crawl back to the showers and told to be back for a debrief…and reminded that Mistress Tara is not a patient woman so not to keep her waiting.

The debrief was a great opportunity to chat with the Mistress and to recap the highlights of the session.  For me, but I can understand if not for all, the debrief was a really useful time to connect with Mistress Tara at another level and ultimately greatly enhanced the overall experience as I came to admire and respect her straight talking and inclusive approach to what she does, and I was left with no doubts as to why she is heralded both within the BDSM community and recognised and acknowledged from outside it, as being one of Australia’s leading and best professional Dommes.

We then went to another room to put on stockings for me but I ripped one, but with her guidance I managed to put on the other one. Proof women are far more delicate and superior to men.

What followed was a session of foot worship and toe sucking and more CBT. I didn’t realize how much just flicking your fingers to my balls would hurt as much. But the strange thing was I wanted to suffer for my Mistress even though I was screaming out in pain. I hope my yells of pain and agony amused her.

Also her feet felt, tasted and smelled really good, I love the way her soles tasted and I loved having all of her toes in my mouth. I can still remember how wonderful her feet smelled and tasted.

With slavegirl M’s help she trampled me, I never thought I could take a the weight of a fully grown woman in high heels on me but I did and it felt amazing looking at her above me like that  and It was great to experience my true place which Ais under women’s feet.  The sharp pain of her heel hurt but I still wanted to suffer for her and see her tower over me like a true Goddess.

Then slavegirl M sat on my face as I licked her ass out, this was another first for me and I loved it. I also enjoyed having her warm piss soak my body. I always wanted a woman to go to the toilet on me and it felt even better then I imagined.

But all good things come to an end and to end a perfect session I was allowed to wank over slavegirl M’s feet. I didn’t cum at first because I was kneeling and my knees were shaking but after lying down and relaxing and after Mistress Tara put her sexy high heeled feet on my face I was able to cum over slavegirl M’s feet and of course I had to clean it off which I gladly did.

Thankyou Mistress Tara and slavegirl M for a wonderful time. You made my great trip in Sydney even better and now I know I like watersports and trampling (High heeled and bare foot)

Dearest Mistress

Again another fabulous session with You. You have the knack of creating the right circumstances for total enjoyment.

While, as I said at the time, CBT and impact play are my first love, being humiliated as a total little slut in front of You and m was just great. Of course, wanting to be humiliated, looking forward to it and then suffering the reality of it are totally different. You created a magnificent scene. I really felt like a totally humiliated little slut. Your sniffing me and then ordering me back to the bathroom and You supervising me washing my smelly arse in front of You including getting me to spread my arse cheeks wide and ensuring I got my finger right up my arse was totally embarrasing. But then putting makeup and a wig on me and having me on my back with legs spread while You finger fucked my arse and m tried to improve my cock sucking skills by fucking my mouth with a dildo – well that was just total embarrassment and humiliation.

It didn’t get any less embarrassing or humiliating when You had me get on all fours and then used the dildo I had been sucking to ram up my arse and loosen me up all the time threatening me with Your monster black dildo without lube if I didn’t stop moaning and loosen my arse to receive more and more of the dildo. I think I made some progress, but I certainly need more sessions with You until I can be worthy of You and take all Your dildoes without any groaning.

If I thought I had been humiliated enough well You didn’t stop there. Making me jerk off in front of You and m for someone already feeling totally ashamed and ridiculous was just the icing on the cake. The fact that I failed You is something that I feel totally ashamed humiliated and embarrassed by. It was just lucky that You had some saved cum from another session. That was the ultimate in humiliation. Being made to lick up every drop of another man’s cum in front of You and m – well I think You can guess how inadequate I feel in front of You.

To end up with You filming m cleaning up my face to get the makeup off by her pissing what seemed like gallons of piss all over my face and into my mouth was just the perfect end to a perfect session.

Not only do You get more beautiful each day, Mistress, Your sessions also just keep getting better and better. You are certainly simply the best Mistress ever.

Yours lovingly

punycunt xxxxxxxxx

With my background in the medical arena, I receive many weird but wonderful requests for all kinds of medical procedures and play. It is also no secret I love CBT and needles, so the request to skewer testicles is right up my alley.

For me, part of the fun is the prep work. What size needle do I want to use? How may needles will I stick in? Will I skewer one testicle per needle or will I skewer them both with the same needle? Although I have a lot of equipment ready to use, this is just another good excuse to go shopping. Going through my medical catalogue is like going through the candy shop when you are a child. I ended up with some beautiful 18G x 3’5 inch spinal needles. Perfect for the job.

After the initial part of session, it is time for the highlight of the medical CBT session. I lay the slave on my rack, tie him securely and tie off the balls. I hear the slave breath quicker and see the fear and excitement in his eyes. He knows what is about to happen.

I disinfect his balls, put on my sterile gloves and my assistant slavegirl M hands me the first long needle. I decide to place the needles straight through both testicles. Very slowly I start to push the needle into the first testicle. I see the slave tense up and he stops breathing for a moment. Then he starts to moan. Not very loud, but enough to give me a feeling of great satisfaction. I love being sadistic:-) Finally the needle reappears on the other side of the second testicle. One down.

I let the slave regain his normal breathing pattern and settle with the first needle. Time for another one. Again I slowly push the 9 cm long needle through both balls. It is quit amazing to see how much pain a slave can handle for his Mistress when he puts his mind to it. This is after all no easy task!

This time my slavegirl makes a little video. I very much enjoy watching these back at a later stage as in the moment itself I am so concentrated and full of adrenaline that time just goes too fast. This video can be seen on my profile Mistress_Tara on www.fetlife.com if you support Fetlife. Alternatively, I am in the progress of sourcing online video channels.

Sterile needles have an expiry date after which the are no longer considered sterile. So, as I do not want to be wasteful and have the needles go off, room for another one:-) The third needle slides in and makes this beautiful pattern of 3 parallel needles sticking out on either side of the tied testicles. As there is still plenty of space on top of the balls, I place some 20G needles into the testicles like needles into a pincushion.

To finish it all in a proper manner, I take my subzapper and fire some electric shocks onto the balls. For those who do not know what a subzapper is, it is like a cattle prod:-) Another wonderful day in the life of a ProDomme in Sydney!

Mistress Tara is not amused.  ”Stop playing with yourself until” she scolds firmly “I tell you to’.

“I’m sorry Mistress” he mumbles quietly as I take pity on him and ease off one trainer with my other, bare foot.   The shoe is moist on the inside with sweat and C sticks his nose inside the shoe and then between my toes.  I tell him that my feet need to be properly kissed and cleaned with his tongue and he licks away the sweat between my toes like an overenthusiastic puppy dog. At one point C has nearly all of my foot filling up his mouth, licking my instep without gagging. Very impressive indeed. Since I love having my toes caressed, kissed nibbled and licked this doesn’t bother me in the least.  Mistress Tara is not keen on teeth being used on her delicate toes but does enjoy sitting back and relaxing while a willing foot fetishist massages and savours the scent of her pretty feet.
At Mistress Tara’s command C then assumes a crouched position on all fours with his bottom high in the air.   As Mistress Tara makes herself comfortable on C wearing a black micro mini skirt and corset, I place my feet and toes over his mouth and nose. He cannot breathe without the warm salt and vinegar delicious scent of my feet.

We have a further treat/torment in store for him.  Mistress Tara loves to love to crush porridge between her toes and having a willing foot slave massage the goo-ey mess into her feet and lick it off.  Adding the fish sauce for extra pungency turned out to be a rather unpleasant experience for the poor boy but he managed to keep his nausea at bay.  Being such a good boy he was rewarded by being allowed to lie on his back with my bare feet stroking his face and neck while Mistress Tara trampled on his belly and chest.

By this time I could see that C had disappeared into a happy place – he was sucking away on my shoes like a contented baby while Mistress Tara alternatively teased and squashed his balls and hardening cock with her toes and heels.

To transport him even further, I sit astride his helpless supine body,  with my round leather clad bottom over his mouth and nose.  ”Now you can play with yourself C” orders Mistress Tara.  Like a good boy he does exactly what he is told. He even waits for the command to come and when he does the force of it  appears to be well beyond his control. He makes a bit of a mess unfortunately. There is semen all over the place which he then has to lick off my toes.

For a first time foot slave C made both Mistress Tara and I very happy indeed.

We love foot fetishists

The concentration and focus on the faces of Mistresses Tara and Anna is clear.  They are preparing themselves for the physical and mental rigours of the day ahead – the fine art of balancing pain and painful pleasure in the minds and bodies of slaves brave enough to come to play with us.

Mistress Tara dresses simply, elegantly and with the same precision that she uses in her slave sessions. A deceptively simple burgundy and black lace corset, black skirt, shiny knee boots and classic makeup defining her pretty features and she is physically ready for the day ahead.  To look at her you would not think that she had a sadistic bone in her body unless you have been privileged to watch her at work.

Mistress Anna is resplendent in shiny purple and black – statuesque with sky high patent leather thigh boots tightly encasing her famously toned legs.

Mistress Tara has been training me as an assistant mistress for three months. I was lucky enough to be invited to an interview and thereafter to assist at the first Slave Day of 2011.  Mistress Tara has a savage wit and incisive mind that I admire enormously and I was absolutely delighted to be offered the chance to train with her.

Today, I have dressed for the occasion in my favourite black and white 5 and half inch trampling heels, white leather corset, and lace blouse, tight black leather skirt sheer lace topped stockings. The visual image of me trying to simultaneously trying to lace Mistress Tara into one of her famous corsets in front of the mirror and balance on my precarious spikes makes me smile internally.

There are a number of slaves joining us today. Mistress Tara tells us about Slave H.  He has a high sex drive and appears to be unable to control himself even with the aid of a long steel padlock that Mistress Tara has inserted through the glands of his penis. He has mentioned to Mistress Tara that he is convinced that if he uses a condom to keep the padlock in place he will be able to indulge in sexual intercourse.  Needless to say, Mistress Tara is not amused.  Slave H is under her control and he must learn to accept his vow of chastity as he accepts the jab of steel corners in his thighs and testicles daily. When Slave H comes into the room he further disrespects Mistress Tara by asking for the key to his padlock. She is coldly amused and tells him that he will regret his attempts to subvert her authority over his errant penis.  I can attest that he did regret it not that long thereafter.

Another slave has made a fatal error of judgments. Mistresses Anna and Tara notice a foul smell when he enters the room. Mistress Tara grabs him by the ear, pulls him roughly towards her, sniffs the air around him and pronounces that he has been smoking. This is against the rules of both Mistresses and he is to be punished.

His punishment is to submit to a cold shower, tongue clean and forced mouth wash. Mistress Anna and I take him to the bathroom, scrub his mouth and tongue with soap and his body with a coarse sponge until his skin is bright pink and he finally  screams ‘Mercy’.  Luckily for him by that time he smelled considerably better.  Let this be a lesson to future slaves – Mistresses Tara and Anna like clean smelling boys with nice breath. If you must smoke, please do so at least an hour before you arrive at Slave Day.

There followed a fun filled day of candle wax torture, flogging, sensory deprivation, forced bi-sexuality, cock and ball torture (including a bit of testicle stabbing with a stiletto heel), trampling, pegging and NEEDLES.

Needles are a particular speciality of Mistress Tara’s.  She chooses each needle with the precision of a surgeon and teaches me how to grab the skin, pierce it and create beautiful patterns. She instructs me assiduously.  “Always use sterile needles and check the use by date” she says as she cleans her ‘willing’ victim with antiseptic alcohol “you would be surprised how many people forget”.  Mistress Tara was once a registered nurse and her scrupulous attention to cleanliness is reassuring. The calm way in which Mistress conducts the procedure calms my nerves. I want to see the effect of the endorphins released by the needle play so I watch and listen closely as Mistress Tara pinches little flaps of genital skin between her latex clad fingers. Slowly and steadily she decorates the slave’s ball sack, the shaft of his cock, his foreskin and finally the head of his cock with a fairly thick gauge of needle.

Mistress Tara is a patient and terrific teacher – ‘your turn” she smiles at me. I am trying desperately hard not to stab myself with the needle. “Look for the exit point you want” Mistress Tara says quietly. It is surprisingly easy to push the needles through, the slave flinches slightly at the entry of the needle before the endorphins start to kick in.  By the time that we have finished, our slave looks like he is inhabiting a separate and very happy parallel universe apart from the rest of us.

That night at home after I have bathed and relaxed and enjoyed foot and ankle massage (an essential after wearing killer heels for 7 hours straight) I found myself revisiting the needle landscapes that Mistress Tara had created on the flesh of her slaves through the day.

I shall be looking forward to playing with more needles and slaves under the guidance of the Mistresses on the next Slave Day.

Mistress Silk

slave H – South Australia
Extreme Chastity Slave to Mistress Tara – Sydney

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Key Holder for Chastity slave H
Mistress Tara of Sydney
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