New to Temenos: ErosTek 312

Just added: an ErosTek 312!

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For those unfamiliar… Yes, it may look like some kind of CB radio, but this is considered the gold standard in erotic e-stim.

After extensively experimenting on Myself, I’ll be looking forward to using it on you electro-sluts!

This was a very generous birthday gift from slave john.

Thank you, slave john!!!

she came to surrender

When subP came last, I was in an unusual mood.

I’m usually a more serious type who enjoys intensity in My sessions.

But this time, I felt less Hard Domme and more casual. More Zen.

I informed her of this. she was on board with this energy.

In turn, she told Me that she had been reflecting on a question I asked her maybe a month ago. And her reflection lead her to wondering if she’d ever truly submitted.

So, she made it a goal to completely let go.

Our moods seemed complementary. We had three hours together and it seemed we both wanted to deeply relax into our scene.

I told her to stand…where I, like the perv I am, took the opportunity to shove My camera under  her skirt…

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I’m not sure if she blushed. 😉

I then lead her to My bondage table where I got to work immobilizing her with rope, straps, cords, opera gloves, and even more rope. Next, came her head.

I went over to My shelves of hoods.

My eyes passed over each one until they rested on one in particular.

I asked her if she’d ever worn a latex hood.

“No, Mistress.”

The decision was made.

Then, while all but her latex-encased head was immobilized, I began sending a soft purr of electricity through Her clitty…

Then, a bit more…

….and more…

…and then jolts.

At which point, she yelled out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Sometimes an “ahhh!” or “ughhhh!”, sometimes a “yes, Misssstresssss!”

…and at which point, I shoved a gag in her gaping mouth.

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Once I was finished, I peeled the latex off.

“How did you like the hood?”

“I loved it,” she smiled.

I’m very glad she did because I see more latex in our future…

(The rest of the session will remain a memory for Me and subP.)

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After our session, she sent Me this message:

“Mistress Tissa,

I want you to know how very special this evening was for me. You made the time pass so quickly, and orchestrated the session so perfectly. I appreciate the care you exhibited. I have never felt so cared for during a scene. I was at ease and therefore I was able to free my mind and let You guide us. Thank you so much for allowing me to serve You. I feel honored.

[subP]”

Thank you, subP!

slave m: pain and pleasure

my most recent session may have been the most incredible mix of pain and pleasure that i have ever experienced, during my entire time serving Mistress Tissa.  The pain part was incredibly intense and the pleasure part was intensely incredible.  i am sure this session will be entrenched in my memory, maybe forever.

After again explaining to Mistress Tissa why i had come to serve Her, from my knees at Her feet,  it was time for O/our session to begin.  Mistress Tissa placed an open body bag on Her bondage table and prepared it for my entrance.  After following Her directive to climb up onto the table, Mistress began inserting a large butt plug into my well lubricated ass.  It felt rather large and took some time for Mistress Tissa to work it into my ass, but of course She succeeded.  The butt plug would remain there throughout the remainder of O/our session.  Mistress Tissa then began rubbing Her beautiful and sensual hands on my arms and legs and i immediately began leaking from my penis.  The “leaking part” has become a standard operating procedure during O/our sessions when i am lucky enough to have Mistress Tissa touch me.  When i do leak, i always know what will happen next.  Mistress Tissa scoops up my pre-cum and feeds it back to me.  Truth be told, as soon as i am in the presence of Mistress Tissa i get excited, i can’t help myself.  When you look into Her enchanting green eyes, who wouldn’t get excited?   For me, i get very excited just to be able to interact with Her in any way and most importantly to be at Her complete mercy, or lack thereof.  Mistress Tissa is a true Goddess whose beauty is so captivating that it takes your breath away.

After Mistress Tissa stopped feeding me my mid-session snack, She zipped up the bottom of the body bag to just below my waist and then clamped the top of the bag closed.  The only two body parts that were outside of the bag were my head, which would soon be covered by a hood, and my penis, which would soon be tortured by a TENS unit.

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i am not sure why but there is no single instrument that Mistress Tissa uses on me that causes as much pain and trauma as when She uses Her TENS unit on my penis and balls.  In fact, it was during one of my earlier sessions with Mistress Tissa that i had to call yellow to stop Her assault of my penis with the TENS unit.  And although i did not call yellow during this session, i came close several times.  Mistress Tissa had attached the TENS unit to the tip of my penis and began to “turn up the dial.”  The pain was excruciating!  i tried to use all of the methods that Mistress Tissa has taught me regarding accepting pain as more of a sensation to be enjoyed, rather than pain to be endured.  But, truthfully this time i struggled.  There is something that is painfully excruciating (for me) about that TENS unit being used on my penis.  Even though Mistress Tissa informed me that She did not turn up the dial to a maximum load, it felt like a maximum load to me.  When the electricity shot through my penis, i shot up off of the bondage table.  The fact that Mistress Tissa had tied me to the table with ropes helped to keep me in place as the currents shot through my penis.

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Finally, Mistress Tissa decided that i had enough and She slowly untied me and removed me from the body bag.  Mistress Tissa then sat down in a chair in the corner of Her Temenos and directed me to lie on my back with my head close to Her feet.  She then unzipped and removed Her long black boots, placing Her exquisite feet just inches from my head!  i held my breath for what i hoped would happen next.  It did!  Mistress Tissa placed Her feet on my face.  i breathed in deeply, trying to fill my lungs as much as possible with Her amazing scent.  my mind began racing as i could not help but wonder if Mistress Tissa might allow me to worship Her feet in some way.  Was this really happening?  i was then as determined as ever to listen to every word that Mistress Tissa said to me for the next period of time, for two reasons.  First, i wanted to make sure that if She gave me a directive to worship Her feet that i would do exactly what She told me.  And second, i did not want to make any mistakes as to what Mistress Tissa expected of me.  i very much wanted to please Her!

Here are just a few of the privileges that Mistress Tissa allowed me:

-Mistress Tissa pressed down on various parts of my body with Her feet.

-Mistress Tissa placed her feet directly on my face allowing me to breathe in her amazing scent.

-Mistress Tissa allowed me to kiss the bottom of her feet several times, actually twice, but who’s counting.

-Mistrsss Tissa placed her big toe in my mouth and instructed me to suck on it “once” and then “twice.”  i did as i was told and loved that privilege more than i could have imagined.  Actually, i was hoping She would say “three” but that did not happen.  But, i was happy with “once or twice,” even though i was hoping for more.

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Throughout, Mistress Tissa rubbed Her striking feet across my face.  i loved every single second of O/our “foot session.”  It was FANTASTIC!

O/our session soon ended and Mistress Tissa again informed me that She was pleased with the way i served Her.  If She was “pleased,” i was ecstatic!  Mistress Tissa, what can i say, You are truly an amazingly beautiful and captivating Goddess and i feel truly honored to be able to serve You!  Thank You for a truly memorable session.

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my most recent session with Mistress Tissa started like all others with me kneeling at Her feet and explaining why i had come to visit Her on this day.  But this time it felt a little different as i had my first opportunity to practice my recently learned “slave kneeling” position with my arms properly folded behind my back and my eyes focused on the ground.   After my initial inspection, Mistress Tissa informed me that She would not be placing a collar around my neck.  It is standard operating procedure for Her to place a collar around my neck very early in O/our sessions, reminding me that i belong to Her.  To me, it does not matter, with or without the collar i know full well that i belong to Mistress Tissa during O/our sessions from beginning to end, to do with as She pleases.  This day would be no different.  Mistress Tissa then asked me if i had ever been “mummified.”  My response was, “no.”  So, it was not hard to guess that I would soon become a “mummy,” which honestly sounded like a new experience that might be fun, and it was fun.

Ever session i have ever had with Mistress Tissa has been well planned for and executed to near perfection.  Each session is unique and it is obvious (to me) that Mistress Tissa puts a lot of thought and careful planning into O/our sessions prior to my arrival at Her Temenos.  But, for the first time that i can ever remember something went awry.  The plastic wrap that She would be using to “mummify” me would not unravel efficiently from the roll.  Mistress Tissa believed that the rolls of plastic wrap may have become moist from the extreme humidity that we have been experiencing of late*.  Not to be deterred from Her plan, Mistress Tissa immediately went to Plan B.  She took out what appeared to be six inch wide ace bandages and before you know it i was wrapped from my head to my ankles in wide ace bandages and ready for whatever Mistress Tissa had in store for me.  At that point, i could not move at all.    Next a latex hood was placed over my head.  The hood only had one hole in it and that was directly over my mouth, so that i could breathe freely and speak freely.  Actually, i always know not to speak freely unless permitted to do so by Mistress Tissa.

i had never worn a latex hood, which created a new and unique experience for me.  At that point, i could not touch anything, smell anything (except the latex), or see anything, except for a small amount of light that filtered in through the latex.  Although i could still hear well and i used that sense to listen to every sound in the room and in particular every word that Mistress Tissa said as i anticipated what would happen next.  i would soon find out.

Mistress Tissaa then worked small openings into my “mummy suit” where my two nipples and penis were located.  She now had direct access to my feet, my groin area, my nipples and my mouth.  She would soon be using (and abusing) all of those body parts for her amusement.

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Four different “instruments of torture” were used as part of my NT, CBT, and FT (feet torture).  i am not sure if FT is an “official” BDSM term, but in my humble opinion i think it should be as Mistress Tissa uses it quite often during Her sessions, at least on me.

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What were the instruments of torture used my Mistress Tissa on this day?  A Wartenberg wheel, a crop, a violet wand, and a wooden cane were all used at different times creating different levels of pain and discomfort.  At one point She even demanded that i stick out my tongue so that she could shock my tongue with the violet wand, which hurt like hell!  Actually, i think TT (tongue torture) should be a BDSM term too, unless it already is one.

After She was finished with the various instruments, Mistress Tissa unwrapped me and instructed me to lie on the floor, on my back, in front of her chair.  Admittedly, this is one of my favorite positions during a session.  She then stood over me looking down at me.  i was then given the privilege of looking up at a true Goddess as She stood there looking down at me.  i have written this in some of my previous entries in Mistress Tissa’s BDSMLOG, but it seems the right time now to say it again.  Mistress Tissa is absolutely stunning.  i hope Mistress Tissa approves of me writing this, but again, absolutely stunning!

What came next was somewhat surreal.  Mistress Tissa pushed my legs apart, standing between them, looking down at me.  She then gave a somewhat “wicked smile” and proceeded to kick me in the groin, twice.  Ouch!  She then asked me to pick a number between one and ten.  A really smart person would have picked one or two, i picked seven.  Mistress again kicked me in the groin and said, “count!”  It was probably too late to ask for a do-over on the number i picked so i just began counting, “one.”  Mistress Tissa delivered another kick in the groin, followed by me saying “two.”  Another kick followed, and another, until we reached seven kicks to the groin.  When She finished, She asked me a very interesting question, “why did you pick the number seven?”

My response was, “it is a lucky number, I guess.”  Although at that moment, my crotch wasn’t feeling very lucky.

Mistress Tissa, “what else is the number seven?”

My response, “not sure, i can only think of it as being a lucky number.”

Mistress Tissa, “it is a prime number, now name them.”

My first answer was “two.”  She then kicked me again in the groin.

Mistress Tissa said, “next.”

My response, “three,” another kick.

“Five,” another kick.

“Seven,” another kick.

“Eleven,” another kick

“Thirteen,” another kick.

This continued all the way up to the prime number forty-one.  If my math is correct, i endured thirteen “prime” kicks.  I did not miss a single prime number and Mistress Tissa did not miss a single kick.   i surprised myself by getting every prime number correct, under some challenging circumstances, to say the least.  Not sure when i first learned my prime numbers, probably my junior high math class.  Although i am not sure when i first learned my prime numbers, i am sure that the person who taught them to me did not test me on my accuracy by “kicking me in the nuts” when i got the wrong answers, let alone the right answers.  Actually i am not complaining as there is no one in this world who i would rather have kick me in the nuts, than Mistress Tissa.

After i passed my math test, Mistress Tissa walked forward, placed her beautiful heels on either side of me head and sat down on my chest.  She then slid forward placing Her thighs on either side of my head, locking my head in place between them.  There are no words to describe how i felt at that moment looking up at Her.  She then told me to give Her an offering.  i began stroking myself while Mistress Tissa kept me locked between Her thighs. Several times she slapped my face somewhat hard, which did not bother me in the least, because i was still under the complete control and spell of this most amazing Goddess.

Thank You Mistress Tissa for allowing me to give You an offering, but more importantly for allowing me to be Your slave.  I am a very, very lucky slave to an amazing Goddess, and i feel truly privileged to be able to serve You.  A privilege that i do not take for granted.

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*The type of plastic wrap I use for mummification is compostable. I prefer using this because it’s a more ecologically responsible option. The downside is that it can sometimes be difficult to work with. slave m was very gracious with the issue I experienced in this session. I made sure to extend our time to compensate for this bump.

slave m: beaten, fucked, and shocked

The best way i would begin to describe my most recent session with Mistress Tissa would be to say it took place in three different phases, each one with an equal mix of pain and pleasure.  During phase one i was whipped, phase two i was fucked, and phase three i was shocked.  All three phases were equally intense.  After again stressing my devotion to Mistress Tissa on my knees, i was told to climb up onto a padded bench.  Mistress Tissa then cuffed my wrists and hooked my hands to two over head restraints that kept my arms in the air for the duration of my beating at the hands of a true Goddess.  Before beginning, Mistress Tissa told me that She would be using some of Her “new toys” on me that She had recently purchased on Her cross country road trip.  My guess was that none of Mistress Tissa’s new toys were made by Fisher Price.  Like our last session, Mistress Tissa used various instruments of torture on me, but i did not recognize most of the new devices She used, so my thinking was most of them were new.  The difference between the beatings i was given this session and during the last one was that Mistress Tissa seemed to focus on my ass and the backs of my thighs, rarely hitting my back at all.  i was administered 8 to 10 whacks with each instrument and then Mistress would move to her next “toy.”  Finally, Mistress seemed to settle on a new type of cane that had a very different feel than anything She had ever used on me.  When She hit me with it i could feel the same sting that i felt with previous canes that Mistress used on me, but it was a heavier instrument that landed with more of a thud.  i am not even sure what you would call this instrument, although Mistress Tissa described it in her blog as somewhat of a Lexan cane*. All i know is when She brought it down hard on my ass, it hurt like hell.  Mistress Tissa hit me with Her “new toy” a few times then stopped.  She started again and then stopped.  Then She started again in very rapid succession.  For some unknown reason i started counting very quietly to myself.  I thought Mistress Tissa might grow tired when she gave me a 50 lashes with the cane, then 100, or even 150.  It was all probably wishful thinking as i am fully aware that Mistress Tissa is extremely athletic and could probably whip me for hours without growing tired, if She desired.  Finally She decided i had enough and She stopped whipping me.  i stopped my count at 186.    What came next was the pleasure part of phase one when Mistress Tissa began softly rubbing Her healing hands across my burning skin.  i have written about what this feels like in recent writings, so this time i will be brief in my description and only use one word, fantastic!

It was now time for me to get fucked by the amazing Mistress Tissa!  i was told to bend over and place my head on the bondage table that was pulled up next to the padded bench, where i was still kneeling.  Mistress Tissa then prepared me for what was to come.  Mistress Tissa placed a new type of gag over my mouth that i believe is called a spider gag.  i looked up the name of it on Wikipedia, under gags (BDSM).  You can find almost anything on Wikipedia, including spider gags.   The spider gag kept my mouth open the entire time.  Mistress Tissa also tied my wrists together and tied them to the bondage table.  i was not going anywhere, not that i wanted to.  It was time to give myself completely to Mistress Tissa, not that i had any choice in the matter.  Mistress Tissa then lubricated my ass and …prepar[ed] me for what was coming next.  First a butt plug,  which accidently fell out (Mistress Tissa was not happy), then dildo number one, a larger dildo number two, and the largest dildo of the day number three was pushed into me from behind.  The dildos were all being worn by the intoxicating Mistress Tissa.  After each time Mistress Tissa fucked me from behind She informed me that, “you are not done yet.”  Number three was a challenge for me.  i was not convinced that i could take it all the way in, but Mistress Tissa was convinced that i was going to take it and She always has the final word.  Actually during all of O/our sessions She has the only word that counts.  As Mistress Tissa pounded into me from behind, Her thighs banging against mine, She reminded me of some of the statements that i am required to say as Mistress Tissa fucks me.  The statements this day were (in no particular order):  “i am your bitch.” “i am your slut,” “i am your whore, Mistress,”  “my fuck hole belongs to you Mistress,” “please fuck me Mistress,” “more, please more Mistress.”  These were just some of the statements that i was required to make to demonstrate my devotion to Mistress Tissa as She continued to demonstrate Her complete power over me.  i did not mind making any of the previous statements, but the only problem i experienced throughout was trying to make those statements with the spider gag making it almost impossible to speak.  Mistress Tissa showed no sympathy, continuing to force me to speak through the gag and then laughing as i mumbled my various statements of devotion to Her.  Something i also learned about the gag was that it caused me to drool constantly from my mouth, as I could not control the saliva from flowing onto the bondage table, and there was no pad under me.  i made the decision to cover my mouth with my bound hand to stop my drooling in place of telling Mistress of my predicament.  i am not sure that was a good idea but I decided at that moment to not take the chance of disappointing Mistress Tissa.  Finally, Mistress Tissa pushed into me for the last time and withdrew dildo number three from my ass.  She then informed me that it was the largest one i had ever taken.  i was not surprised by that comment.  Mistress Tissa often tells me that She has to train my ass to take something bigger.  This was definitely a “big” training day for me.

For phrase three i was instructed to sit on Her bondage chair and to spread my legs.  Mistress Tissa secured both my legs and arms to the chair, making me fully exposed for Her pleasure.  i was then blindfolded.  i could not see a thing, which i am sure was Mistress Tissa’s plan.  Mistress Tissa then applied what felt like a gel to my balls, and the electric shocks to my balls began.

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I guess the voltage was being adjusted as sometimes the shocks were clearly more painful than others.  i assume that Mistress Tissa was using the TENS device on me that She has used in the past.  The only time i used my safe word during a session was when Mistress Tissa shocked my penis and balls with the TENS device.  This time i made it through without using my safe word as either i was very lucky or more likely Mistress Tissa decided to take go easy on me.

i was then instructed to lie on the floor on my back next to the bondage table.  Mistress Tissa climbed up on the table and placed Her boots on my chest.  i love being below Her!  At times She pushed her boots down onto my cock and balls and at other times She dug Her spiked heels into my very sore nipples.

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But, it was all good because before She did any of this She removed my blindfold and i was now being permitted to look up at the stunning Mistress Tissa.  i was sore, but content.  i would have been content staying in that position for hours under the spell of Mistress Tissa, but that was not meant to be, as O/our session would soon be coming to a close.  But, before finishing my writings, i will share that while i was on the floor looking up at Mistress Tissa, She again allowed me to kiss her boots several times and to suck on her spiked heel.

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Mistress Tissa again reminded me that i was a lucky slave.  Very, very true!  Thank you Mistress Tissa, from someone who is completely devoted to serving You.

* It is indeed a fiberglass cane encased in a padded sleeve. I have decided to name it “Punisher”.

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It has been a few days since my last session with Mistress Tissa and these words are still resonating with me even now, “i think i am at a yellow.” Honestly, i thought i would never hear myself say those words during this or any other session with Mistress Tissa. Who was i kidding? When i am in a session with Mistress Tissa, She controls pretty much everything i say or do. She controls when i am allowed to kneel at her feet, when i am allowed to stand, when i am allowed to touch Her or myself for that matter, She even controls whether or not i am permitted to look at Her. Even though i always believed i had a high tolerance for pain, i now know that Mistress Tissa has complete power over me and She will pretty much dictate when i have had enough and when I should ask for mercy, as i did during O/our last session.

O/our last session started as always with me kneeling at Her feet and stating my reason for coming to see Her. “i am here to serve you Mistress.” They are now becoming my new favorite words. i love saying those words! Mistress then allowed me the honor of kissing each one of her feet three times. That was the first time She allowed me that privilege and i cannot put into words how truly exciting and amazing that it was to be able to put my lips to Mistress Tissa’s beautiful feet. Unbelievable! She then placed Her new heels on Her feet, that i had gifted to Her, and allowed me another honor, which was to kiss Her shoes several times. Honestly, i have tried very hard to please Mistress Tissa during O/our sessions and maybe She feels that i have earned the honor and privilege of kissing Her beautiful feet and shoes. Or maybe i just want to believe that for my own sense of accomplishment.

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Either way, i will continue to always do my best to please Mistress Tissa. It is my single greatest desire when i am in Her presence.

After she paddled my ass several times, Mistress Tissa instructed me to climb up onto Her table and to lie on my back. She then proceeded to put some type of padded mitten over both of my hands, a hood over my head, a wrap of some kind around my lower legs and feet, and finally several straps tying me to the table. i could not move and was in complete darkness because of the hood She had placed over my head. What took place next was something i had never experienced with Mistress. For several minutes nothing happened! She did not touch me, I could not see or hear Her, and i had no concept where She even was in Her Temenos. All i could hear was my own breathing. i am not sure if Mistress Tissa intended this nor would i ask, but i became more and more anxious with each passing second as to what Mistress had in store for me next. The wait was probably only a few minutes but seemed like forever. And then it began.

The assault on my penis with what i would later learn was a “TENS unit” was at times stimulating, at times shocking, and at times absolutely, positively excruciating. Prior to my session with Mistress Tissa, i had never even heard of a TENS unit, now i am sure i will never forget… Over and over the volts went through my penis and sent shock waves through me. Then i uttered my “safe word” for the very first time. Honestly, at first i felt bad thinking that maybe i had somehow failed Mistress Tissa. But, now looking back, it is not so bad. By using my safe word, i have come to the realization that it is just one more way for Mistress Tissa to control me. And, when She wants me to surrender to Her amazing power and demands, i will gladly surrender myself to Her.

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Thank You Mistress Tissa, i look forward to serving You again soon.

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