I will be visiting the OWK in September and, although I will travel with 3 of My collared slaves, there are still 2 positions available for filming (14-16th of September 2018). I usually film only with My collared slaves, so this is a special opportunity to serve Me in person.
I am expecting applications from males in good health, able to serve Me at the standards I am used to. Be ready to lick My boots, get trained as My pony / dog, learn Femdom high protocol and, of course, be punished for all your mistakes or just for My pleasure.
My pony has disappointed Me extremely today: he has been inexplicably slow and got tired after just 3 laps of pulling My cart. This is not a pony, he does not deserve to be called so, he is just a weak and pathetic donkey, a lousy piece o shit. As he cannot be a stallion, there is no reason for him to keep his balls, so I will take care of them with My boots. I will kick his balls until he gets fixed, I will castrate him right here, with no tools, no veterinarian, nothing, just My over the knee high heel leather boots. Plus My rage of this pathetic piece of shit’s inability to perform such a simple and easy task as pulling a cart. And I was very, very enraged…
At the beginning of June I have visited again, after almost 7 years, the wonderful castle of the OWK, in Czech Republic. I have been there together with My good friend, Lady Yna, 3 of My collared slaves and 2 other lucky slaves who offered themselves to be Our servants for the weekend.
It was a dream come true to be there again, in the land of female supremacy.
Some of the moments We used and abused Our slaves there have been caught on camera and you will be able to see the clips in the following months on My clip store, House of Sinn clip store and of course, Dominity site. Until then you can see the fun we had in these pictures.
After the first pictures from OWK were published many friends and acquaintances contacted Me to ask Me about OWK. Is it still open? To help end up the numerous rumors about the OWK, here are the true news about it.
OWK castle is still there and nothing changed (the estate is as beautiful as it was, all equipment is ready to be used by Dominant mean ladies). Queen Patricia is the Owner of the place and She was there, together with Her slaves (same slaves as 7 years ago), greeting Me and My friend Yna.
From what I know, OWK is at the moment open only for filming/photo sessions (for Dominity website) but a new project will be launched soon: Womania Empire. You can read more about it on their website. It’s an interesting project and I believe it should be supported by all female supremacy believers. I know I will.
It was when I first went up to the executive floor to do some photocopying that I first saw Her. How could you miss Her, she turned every mans head when she walked down the corridor. Her natural beauty and air of superiority was exhilarating. She had jet black hair swept back in a pony tail, which showed her beautiful face but also added a slight severity. A new Italian executive I thought, my cock lurched in my trousers just looking at her.
I continued into the photocopying room and started to copy my pages when I suddenly felt another presence in the doorway and a pleasant smell of perfume. I turned to see the vision from earlier, She now had a bundle of papers in one hand the other on Her hip, she looked even more stunning close up. My eyes automatically travelled to her feet, that were encased in a pair of black patent stilettos, I longed to drop to my knees and run my tongue over every inch of them, but had to stop myself as I remembered where I was. A small smile passed over her lips as She noticed my interest in her beautiful feet. A weakness noticed and stored away for later use.
” How do you use this damn machine, can you show me?” She said, a beautiful foreign accent making my cock lurch again in my pants, I started to sweat. “Here you do it for me”, this wasn’t a question but an order, this was a lady used to getting Her own way. I started to say ..”maybe in Italy…” Before She interrupted me haughtily, ” I am not Italian you fool, I am Romanian! The home of Dracula, I am actually from Transylvania, now copy those quick”. As she turned to go I noticed a ring on her finger, it bore the letters OWK, I blurted out ” oh the OWK” and immediately regretted it. She stopped on the doorway a serious look on Her face. She closed the door. “And what do you know of it, do you know what OWK stands for, and do you know what happened there?”. …”yes the other world kingdom, where dominant women went with their slaves”…. ” so you do know” She said, a smile spreading across her face, an evil glint in her eye. She simply pointed at the floor with one finger and pushed me down with her other hand. I dropped to my knees. ” good I have found you, no need now for me to tour the fetish clubs in search if a new slave, you will do for now”… She put her hand under my chin and raised my face towards hers, I was still kneeling so my head was below hers “what is your name boy?” ..,”Roger I stammered, looking away”..,” do not avert your eyes until I order it Roger, or Slave r as you are now known, now assume the slave position and worship my feet. Run your worthless tongue over my boots, I want every inch licked clean, quick slave get that tongue working.” She yanked my tie and forced meto the floor. I couldn’t believe what was happening, this stunning dominant lady was forcing me to lick her boots clean, anyone could come in at any minute. …” I can’t do much to you here, you will text me next Thursday and I will tell you where to come for your proper initiation. Do you understand?”…,, yes Goddess I stammered still in shock…”you will address me as Doamna until you are collared properly and have proved your worth and loyalty. Is that understood?…. “Yes Mistress” I said, she slapped me hard across the face”Doamna I said, until I decide otherwise”yes Doamna” i said head lowered in pain…” Good you are learning , now tidy yourself up, but you must kiss my ass to prove your devotion to me, you will do this every morning and every evening from now on! to remind yourself of my superiority over you my minion, and your slave cock now belongs to me, no more wanking, you will only cum when I allow it and command it, this excites me and is integral to our relationship” is this understood slave?” …, “yes Doamna I stammered again”…, ” good boy, she handed me her card, “text me on Thursday and on Friday evening your real training will begin, you will cross the threshold into my realm and find the path to true femdom enlightenment, your painful journey is only beginning”. And she was gone, I knelt and pondered my fate, frightened but excited, wondering what she had in mind for me, her new slave and property.
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