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Slave Competition

Tweet Finding a good competent slave is never easy.  Everybody wants to serve; all those insignificant beings approaching us to be at our feet want to be our slaves.  They all want to be dominated, used and abused by a beautiful Mistress.  Unfortunately, most of them are not of any use.  How many times have I encountered subs who cannot even clean my boots properly? How many times have I dismissed subs for being cheeky or wanting to top from the bottom?  So many times that I cannot even count them or indeed remember them.  This is why Joanna had the idea of having a slave competition before...

Bondage Safety Tips by Mistress Anath

Tweet  I am new to bondage but like most people familiar with rope bondage I am still shocked at recent news about someone being killed during a bondage session.   As I said, I am new to it, but the first thing I learned about bondage sessions and fetish games in general was safety rules to keep both myself and my play partners safe while having fun.  I had my first bondage experience at the Boat Party in London in 2010.  I had seen shibari before several times and I had always been fascinated by it.  I had come to see Shibari as a type of art where the person doing the ropes is the artist...

London Alternative Market

Tweet The London Alternative Market held the first Sunday of every month is certainly an event not to be missed.  Like most new discoveries on the London fetish scene, I discovered the LAM with Joanna Lark.  That morning we were feeling high, ready to dress to impress, so as soon as we got up and had a pampering bath we put on our PVC catsuits and matching Dominatrix hats.  As usual, we caused a stir when we arrived wearing our shiny, PVC catsuits hugging our curves and feeling like lubed rubber.  The market was spread over two floors of uncensored naughtiness and kink. Joanna knew almost everyone...

The Boat Party And Anath’s First Rope Bondage Experience

Tweet It was already 7pm and I had not finished dressing up for The Boat Party.  Master Alan, my companion for the night was ready, waiting for me, wearing black leather trousers and a black shirt buttoned up to the top and finished with a tie-like chain with handcuffs and spiky wrist bands.  I had decided to wear once again my red military catsuit.  What can I say… I just love that PVC catsuit and it is so comfortable to wear that sometimes I feel like I am wearing nothing at all! It was almost 8pm now and we knew we were late. We had already done two tours of the London Bridge trying to find...

Being a submissive girl… not really!

Tweet For a few months I had been delighted discovering my new self, the Dominatrix side of me.  I never had any doubts as to whether I was a Dom or a Sub but I was incredibly curious to see life from a sub’s perspective.  There was also the fact that I had read so many times that to be a good Mistress you really need to be empathetic, know your subs and understand their motivations.  This is how I came to think that the best way to understand a sub was to be one.   When I talked about it to Joanna, she agreed with me and had the great idea of introducing me to Master Alan, a very good friend of...

Torture Garden Explored

Tweet From the very first day I entered the London fetish scene one place always made an echo at every night out I had: “Torture Garden”.   Somehow I had imagined Torture Garden as a big outdoor party with women dancing in veils, candles and incense everywhere, fountains with nymphs happily dancing to the music played by their satyrs.  Whips and chains delightfully placed and gracefully used were also part of my Torture Garden imaginings.  For some reason everyone I met asked me if I had already been at one of the TG parties.  It seemed that you could not seriously be in the fetish scene if you...

Pink Panther – how to get the most out of your sub…

Tweet The day of the Torture Garden’s birthday party, Joanna and I met early to get ready for our big night out.  As usual, Joanna had prepared a surprise for me, a relaxing afternoon at her spa centre.  What she didn’t know was that I had a surprise for her too.  I had brought with me my new French slave who I called pink panther as he reminded me of Inspector Jacques Clouseau. When I arrived at Joanna’s place with pink panther he was wearing a bondage harness in leather under his pink jumper.  He was really grateful to be allowed to come out of France to meet Mistress Joanna Lark so he was...

Regulation, Lady Gaga and a bondage gear for my boy…

Tweet It was a cold afternoon.  I picked up a long soya latte from a café and went straight into St Albans Place, Islington, looking for number 17.  By the stern outside look of the place I would have never guessed all the fun that it was hiding.  It was 4:40pm.  I was supposed to meet Joanna here at the Regulation store at 5pm; she had promised me a big surprise, something that would make me go “gaga”.  As soon as I went in, a cave of treasures opened at my feet.  At first sight the place was filled with leather masks, restraints, latex wear, cages and countless toys that I could not even...

Swinging Party And My First Strap-On

Tweet Shortly after my introduction to the London fetish scene I attended a swinger’s party.  I had spent the night with some new friends at a private party and it just seemed natural to continue the party somewhere else, so I accepted going to the after party.  As soon as I crossed the door I realized this was no ordinary party.  The ambiance was so relaxed with people lying down drinking and talking on the sofas, couples kissing and caressing on tables and any other piece of furniture they could find available.  There were two bedrooms, both of them with King size beds with a tangle of arms and...

The London Munch: For Love Or Money?

Tweet When Joanna Lark invited me to go with her to the London Munch back in January 2010, as usual I did not know what to expect. Joanna likes to surprise me, to entice me into her fetish world, so she doesn’t really tell me much about our outings; she lets me discover her world by myself. So far I have never been disappointed, so as usual with any of Joanna’s invitations, I was besides myself with excitement and expectation towards this new experience. The evening started early when at 7 o’clock my new wannabe slave “memoire de poisson” arrived at the door ready to drive me to the Munch...
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