“males are the strong gender”. Maybe their muscles are often bigger than Ours, but they all have a very weak spot. Their “Achilles’ heel” is between the legs. And what is a better way to put them on their knees than to punch and kick their silly balls?
Lots of ball busting / ball abuse clips filmed the other week at The Womania Empire. One of My favorites is the “Strongest Balls contest” featuring Mistress Sin Piedad. Do you think My chattel won?
One hundred and thirty. i counted on the edge crying. The last stroke of her whip hit me like a burning spear. Goddess knows when to hit the points that are already sore from the whiplashes before. Like she always knows Your weak point. When she got to know me at the beginning of my online training after some days she had found it and drilled into it. After a few weeks You will be putty in her hands.
you have been a good boy. Now kiss my feet. After you have cleaned the mess that you left I will give you your papers and money and my boy will take you to the Airport. Look at all that sweat you left on the floor. i crawled to her twisting on the floor. my legs tied together with two leather belts and my arms fixed to the body the same way. i reached my Mistress kissed her feet and thanked her for the whiplashes. you´ve been a good boy. I´m very pleased with your service, now you can kiss my feet and say goodbye.
i always found female dominance fascinating but i haven’t been into it for years and didn´t know if i was really into it. Until i ran over the twitter account and website of Goddess Ezada Sinn and was slowly guided into my position by this stunning beautiful and intelligent Goddess who leaves absolutely no choice. And now i´m sitting at my computer wearing chastity like i do constantly since two weeks (no that isn´t true, i´m allowed to edge for today, which is a seldom honor for me) and a collar writing about the luckiest time of my life. The time i live for and that nurtures me while i can´t be with beautiful Goddess Ezada Sinn.
It all started with a message. you can visit me in Bucharest at the end of July. you will not touch yourself until you arrive. Bring your chastity device and a collar with you. For months i had begged to see my Goddess after joining her online training the year before. For me it was like a dream come true. The following three weeks flew away. No question that i followed her instructions. When i arrived at Bucharest i was fetched from the airport by one of her boys and taken to an apartment where i stayed for the following two days. When i arrived, she wasn´t there. Her boy told me to put my clothes of, to hand him my papers and my wallet and get into waiting position. i couldn´t count the time cause i was so nervous. Would i be able to meet her needs and to be a good boy for her? Alone in a city where i knew no one and without money. But i trusted my beautiful Goddess and never felt alone or anxious.
After a time which seemed endless to me she came in. Dressed in a black leather dress with thigh high boots and her now already visible baby bump. A pregnant Goddess! The dream i always had dreamt before knowing her and even more beautiful than i ever could have imagined. The most beautiful and fascinating woman on earth.
Present your balls. i went into position. Good boy. you have done well. Now put on your chastity device. Come here and kiss my shoes. Now worship my shoes. Collaring Position. A short click of the lock and the metal collar was fixed on my neck… what a beautiful feeling to know that i was under her control now. Good boy…. i was completely taken away by her beautiful scent and her stunning presence while Goddess ordered me to get up and put on some leather cuffs that she chained up to the wall. There i stood naked and helpless and the teasing began with some nipple clamps and a soft whip. In the following time i learned what it means to be tortured by a beautiful woman while i was moaning into my ball gag.
After a while she seemed to be satisfied. She set me free and told me to give her a foot massage before she showed me the old town of Bucharest. i learned about the history of this beautiful town and the beautiful buildings that stand there and have survived the communist regime. She is such a beautiful and knowing teacher. And every time i did something she didn´t like i was announced the whiplashes that would be punishment for this offence. And i had a lot to learn in the two days i spent at Bucharest. She kept me completely under her control and everyone who knows Goddess can imagine how she knew to hold me steadily aroused by her beauty and her wit…No relieve for me and all the fun for her. And every morning around four o´clock i was on my way to the water tap to cool down my hurting cock in the chastity device.
Then the weary day of my departure came. But first i had to be her guinea pig for a new fixation device i had to order for her and that she wanted to test as announced on twitter and to receive my punishment for the offences of the last days. She wore a black leather dress with thigh high leather boots and nude nylon pantyhose. i was completely blown away by her dominant appearance. First i received a back dog collar that i have to wear at home now as her pet. my hands were fixed with leather cuffs behind my back, my feet spread with a metal bar and my cock and balls fixed between two metal bars. To harden my predicament positon she put a leather belt around my legs and fixed it so well. Then she put on nipple clamps and slowly started to stroke my cock that grew stiff in no time after two days of steady teasing and three weeks without cumming. She played a little and then she suddenly finished went away and came back with a whip and a doxy wand in her hand. She grabbed the chain between my nipple clamps and pulled until the hurt was almost unbearable. You are my slave now! Yes Goddess! I own you! Yes Goddes! You are completely at my disposal from now on! Yes Goddess! I´m going to whip your cock, tease you until you have an orgasm and then I will whip you for your offences. you know post orgasmic torture is so much better. How many whiplashes? Sixty five.
The whipping of my cock started. She stood there smiling while the strokes slowly hit my cock. After some lashes I started crying. you are too loud. A gag looking like a red bone went into my mouth turning me silent. And then the slow whipping continued. My cock would bear blue streams for several days. After a while Goddess stopped and began teasing my cock with her hands and put the nipple clamps of and then on again in a different position before the whipping continued. There was no escape from the bondage. Finally she stopped and began teasing my cock again with doxy. i was so aroused but couldn´t cum after the long torture. Not a good idea! She put me out of my bondage. Now that You can´t cum I will double up Your whipping. Down on the floor. you will count the strokes. How many? One hundred and thirty. And now Goddesses fun and my suffering began….
i know i´m still at the beginning of my journey and there will be many mountains to climb. But i´m so happy to be Goddesses pet now.
I’m sure all you would like to do looking at two gorgeous leather beauties as Alexandra Snow and I is stroke your pathetic cock, am I right? It just gets hard the same instant you see Us, and your hand instinctively reaches into your pants, I know. So, for jerk-off junkies like you We have a one month assignment to show you who is really in control of your cock. A new task will be issued each week, alternatively on My store (tasks 1 and 3) and Goddess Alexandra Snow’s store (tasks 2 and 4). Make sure you don’t miss any and execute them as instructed!
The assignment contains CBT and ruined orgasm instructions that can be performed using nothing else but regular household objects. Each task comes with a different way of ruining your orgasm, and sometimes you will have to try more times until you manage to do it properly.
Tease and denial is a never ending source of amusement for Me, especially when combined with cock and balls torture. I recently made a CBT instructions clip for “Mr. b”. I wanted him to wank (and cum if possible) while wearing Kali’s Teeth. he is a good boy, willing to follow My instructions exactly, but since the device is expensive (around 50 euros or more) he decided to make his own version. I liked his idea very much so I wanted to share it with you, boys. The approximate cost of such a device is 6 euro.
However you must consider that Kali’s Teeth are made from stainless steel and are not very sharp, so no matter how intense the pain is, the skin doesn’t get pierced. you may adjust the size of the DIY device to be larger, so the skin will not be damaged, or instead of thumb tacks you can use metal spikes.
Task: Buy 5 of My clips. Naked, knelt in front of My images, wearing the spiky cock ring, start wanking for Me. you are allowed to achieve an orgasm but only with the spiky cock ring on. you can use only your hand or a vibrator (massage wand). Ruin your orgasm for Me!
Send Me the order number (to prove you bought the clips) and a picture with your cock in the spiky cock ring and you will receive a surprise gift.
See how I like to use the kali’s teeth cock ring device in the clip “436 days worth of cum“
Being close to Goddess Ezada is heaven, and maybe a tiny bit of hell. i perform for Her, i fetch for Her, and i obey Her without question. She also teases and taunts me in tight latex, fondling my chastity, pressing Her body into my spine after a whipping. i long for Her touch, for a release. Like a pressure cooker on the stove, Goddess cracks up the flame and laughs at my sexual plight.
It’s Friday afternoon; She is filming. One slave whipped, am i next? However, this day Goddess cuffs me onto the whipping frame facing Her. She flaunts my chastity key directly in front of my eyes. All hell breaks loose.
i shall not waste the space here detailing my dilemma. You can see me squirm minute by minute, all in living color in the clip “The torment of false hope.”
Now sit’s balls aren’t blue, they’re bright purple, swollen, swelled, and inflated. i’m tired, wasted, drained of energy and pray for an early evening retirement to bed. Yet, the last evening’s dungeon session has started and Goddess has no intention of letting the nighttime activities pass Her by. Goddess is radiant as She whips, torments and toys with others. At some point, i’m ordered to go grab all the rope i can find.
sit returns to find a bench placed center stage. i kneel to deliver the rope, yet Goddess pushes my forehead back, Her wide eyes cut through me. “sit, ON the bench, ON your back, NOW.” First, She securely binds my arms then feet. The bench has wooden slats and is perfect for tightly wrapping rope around a body. In the end, the only thing i can move is my head. Those cock and balls are fully exposed.
This afternoon’s T&D session was just a walk in the park. Goddess takes me on a ride like no other. She steps on the gas, brakes hard right, grinds the gears, turns left. sit has no idea where Goddess is headed, i’m just the object being ridden, and rode hard at that.
Smother sit’s face, work me up to the edge … deny me.
Caress my exposed inner thighs, edge … deny me.
Sit on my legs, rape my nipples, edge … deny me.
Continually toying, edging, backing off, edging again … deny me.
i had no idea Goddess was so adept at this game. She plays me like a violin and sits pleads “just break the strings please.” How much can i take? Then out of nowhere real fear sets in. Goddess is holding a bottle of liquid hot sauce. Oh f-ing please NO, i’ve been down this road before.
Scroll down to comment: “stoney // July 18th, 2015 @ 4:07 am”
READ IT, you’ll understand why i’m freaking out.
She slips on latex gloves and not just a few drops, but a palm full of the searing peppery stuff. Her sit’s cock is already raw, and now She’s setting it on fire. Goddess uses the sauce like lube all over sit’s cock and balls, i am assuredly screwed; my genitals are smoldering. i am begging, maybe crying as the ropes hold my body securely glued onto the bench.
Goddess straddles my face to smother my pleas. i desperately need to breathe when She rises to let me see the crowd that has gathered to watch Her performance. Some even video the scene.
Goddess towers above me and sharply shouts “sit.” i look up, and She is again holding the bottle of hot sauce, draining it all into Her hand. i beseech Her “please no.” What a stupid slave i am. She leans over me like a cat, gingerly lowers Her hand of affliction just brushing sit’s limp and fire roasted red cock. She circles my balls but drops lower. The panic in my eyes meets the FemDom passion in Hers.
Some point later, Her fingers slip into sit’s man pussy; the hot sauce invades my sphincter.
i am finished.
i am defeated.
i am in the most intense pain i have faced all week.
Goddess walks away to remove the gloves and cool down. i remain fastened to the bench in a massive tidal pool of sweat and smoldering flesh.
Would you like to be My guinea pig? Perform these tasks and write a comment with the result at the end of each day.
5 days – 5 tasks
1st day – tiger balm
2nd day – toothpaste
3rd day – thin slices of fresh ginger
4th day – Tabasco souce
5th day – Deep heat
The product is to be applied on the cock and balls. Extra points for wearing a chastity device. The product must be kept on between 15-30 minutes (no more than 30 minutes!!!)
After each day I want a report with details regarding:
– how long the product was kept on
– when the first sensations from the product were felt
– when the pain started
– when the pain culminated
– the level of pain (on a scale from 1 to 10)
– a short description of the overall experience
Picture taken by ming_vase. he accepted to be My guinea pig and his first review is revealing – tiger balm is not that bad. I am very curious about the next ones.
Do it for Me!
Disclaimer: this is a FemDom game that you participate in voluntarily and should be treated as such. I assume no responsibility for any consequences.
This slave has a strong affinity for shoes, and My patent leather fetish shoes simply make his cock hard. I’m in a good mood today, so I’m going to play with his cock with My perfect shoes. It arouses him to feel the smooth patent leather against the sensitive skin of his cock, to feel the cold metal of the heel when his prick lands between the high heel and the arch of the shoe. But he will also have to experience the rubbing of the rough ribbed sole against the head of his sensitive uncut cock, a feeling that will take him away from pleasure and close to agony. He is allowed to feel the pleasure of touching My shoes with his cock, but he will have to also take this torture from them. I will use My shoes to alternate pleasure with pain for him, keeping him on the edge between orgasm and frustration, but still very aroused. When I allow him to literally hump My shoes, he is glad, because he thinks that is his path to orgasm, but when he is ready to cum – I take My shoes away and send him fetch his chastity device. I chose frustration for him.
Sometimes the picture of the week tells its story without any words. Sometimes it needs some words of explanation to accompany it. Like this week.
On first sight this might just look like an ordinary CBT scene with Me and one of My slaves. In fact it is not. It is something quite different. What this really is, is a story of real trust, deep submission, and sisterhood. Trust of, submission to, and sisterhood with a person that is not even on the photos. Because She has been thousands of kilometers away at the time. She is My sister in mind Mistress Eleise de Lacy.
The slave is Hers, not mine. he wears Her collar. So this says that he really is Her property. She had sent him to Me as a part of his training, given him into My hands. To do with him whatever I felt doing. No reservations, no limits. So this is the trust part of the story.
Maybe only very few of the people reading this will know how it really feels to own another human being. A collared slave is a precious thing. he has virtually laid his body, soul and mind, his whole life into the hands of his owner. The collared slave has conveyed the responsibility for himself to his owner. And the owner will be aware of this responsibility. Eleise de Lacy sure is. Passing this responsibility then on to someone else, even if only for a limited period of time, is the biggest proof of trust you can possibly think of. And I am most grateful to My friend Eleise for this trust in Me.
The collared slave has surrendered himself completely to his owner. This is something exclusively between Her and him, it is a strong bond that ties him to Her. In the best case this bond is eternal and indestructible.
The collared slave is something totally different from a guy going to a Domina studio for some whipping fun every other week when his hormone level makes him do so. Totally different. So accepting his owners order to submit to someone else, to offer himself to a complete stranger for use and abuse, again, with no reservations and no limits and no safe-word is the biggest proof of submission of a slave to his Mistress you can possibly think of.
Women sharing this knowledge of ownership, slavery and submission, sharing the believe in Female supremacy, are sisters. Sisters in spirit. True sisters in the best sense of the word. I am proud to call Ms. Eleise de Lacy My sister.
So coming back to the pictures of the week: Did I justify the trust Eleise had in Me, did the slave proof his submission to his Mistress? I think W/we both did.
I restraint him to the bondage table and I used him for an intense session of nipples torture first. This was the warm up. He was quiet during the first minutes and then started moaning. Softly first, louder then as the pain got more intense. When the moaning had turned to real squealing, I turned to his cock and balls. First I used a rope to spread his balls. Then I added a ball-parachute with pointed metal spikes inside and a cock-collar, also with those painful spikes. When the spikes ferociously bit into the soft skin I could hear his grinding teeth. After I had stretched his genitals to the maximum, I tortured him with a pin wheel. His body was twisting in agony fixed by the relentless ropes. When he thought, he could not take it any more and started crying, I stretched him some more. And more.
His body was in flames of pain that I had inflicted on him. But his mind and soul were still with Her. The bond between the two did not break. As I said, in the best case it is indestructible. In this case it was.
You can read Ms. Eleise de Lacy’s comments on this here.
After I fucked My cocooned slave I left him there alone for a while. Now it’s time to get him out of his cocoon, to have more access to use his body. His balls seem to catch My attention most, I feel like scratching them with My sharp nails. Since they are trying to hide from such a treatment, I tie them up to his collar, stretching them, making them more accessible, but also sensitive. And now I will not limit to My nails, I will get a pair of pinwheels, their effect on his balls is even more pleasant for Me. And when I will have got bored, I will just tie the slave’s balls to the beam he is tied to and let him stay there until I’m in the mood to play again.
Dressed completely in black leather, Mistress Ezada ties Her slave’s balls with a rope in such a way that he has to keep his muscles tense if he does not want his balls to be extended too painfully. Enjoying this predicament bondage and the slave struggling to find a confortable position, She sits on his face, adding some smothering into the equation.
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