From the Philadelphia Fetish diary of Mistress Isadora

These blog posts are from March 2016

Bitchy Sister Role Play

Over the years I have done many different role play sessions. This one involved myself and another dominatrix as the sisters of an overweight boy who wanted to tickle his sisters’ feet.

The scene started with my “sister” and I sitting on the floor in one of the dungeon rooms reading a magazine. Our “brother” comes over to see what we are doing. The slave wanted us to be mean bitchy girls who did nothing but torment their brother. As soon as he comes over to see what we are doing, we don’t even try to hide our disgust. We humiliated him because of his weight, how annoying he is and we want him to go away. We told him to sit in the corner an leave us alone. Myself and the other mistress sat on the floor on the other side of the room away from him to finish reading our magazine. Of course here he comes, our annoying brother. He sat on the floor with us by our feet. We ignore him, so he starts tickling our feet. Being tickled is not one of my interests but this role play was such a great time, I had no problem when he asked to incorporate his interest. We scream and yell at him, kick him and slap him when he tickles our feet. He just won’t stop and won’t leave us alone. We notice him getting hard. We make fun of how gross he is to be getting a hard on by tickling his sisters’ feet. We just ripped into this pervert and his micro dick, slapping him every time he would touch his dick and try to tickle our feet. We then tackled him and started tickling him. We held him down and made him sniff our feet. The 2 of us had a ton of fun shoving our feet in his mouth and trampling him.

I really enjoyed this psychodrama. The scene wasn’t scripted. We both knew his interests, hard limits and how he wanted to incorporate the mean sister role play. I love exploring the depths of people’s fantasies.

Breath Play

I saw a returning out of town slave I had seen previously. We had a great session the last time. He was excited to endure more intense breath play and I was more than happy to give it. I really wanted to push him over to the edge with this entire session.

I bound him to the St. Andrews’s Cross by the wrists and ankles. I tied his thighs and upper arms to the cross, as well as across his chest binding his upper body to the cross. I put clamps on his nipples then playfully slapped his cock around. I blindfolded him. I then slowly put a few clothes pins on his cock. I went behind the cross, put my hand over his mouth and the other over his nose. I could feel him attempt to breath heavily as he was caught of guard. He struggled and kept trying to breath which made me enjoy this so much. Finally I let got and he could breath. I kept toying with him, rubbing my ass on his cock, hand over mouth breath play and using the vibrator on his balls and cock.

I took the blindfold off and began flicking off the clothespins from his cock. I let him loose from the cross. Recently I have been playing more with wrapping slaves in plastic and tying them to the bondage table. I like how this makes them quite immobile and the table is great for smothering. I ripped the plastic away from his cock and began hitting it with a small flogger. I then crawled on top of him and sat on his face in my satin and lace panties. I loved how I could feel him trying to breath in from my ass. I could see he was squirming and feel how he really could not breath under my ass. After a bit I let him up. I could tell by the look on his face he enjoyed it. Now I wanted to torture his cock again. With my ass  above his face I flogged and cropped his cock into submission. I would take him to the edge using a vibrator only to begin beating his dick again. I sat on his face making him unable to breath, then I would crop him in the dick a bit to increase the feeling of helplessness. I let him breath a bit to only sit my ass right back on his face. When he began to struggle, I took the vibrator and held it on his cock. I love the power I have over men in this way. To control them in so many ways.

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