slave m: bound and tested

One-by-one Mistress Tissa placed clothes pins on my penis and testicles, seemingly taking more and more pleasure with each one that She placed in the most delicate of places. i was instructed to count each clothes pin as She slowly put each one in place. That was not an easy task, as i had a ball gag in my mouth and a hood placed over my head. The pain was absolutely excruciating, so much so that I still remember it vividly, now four days after the fact.  Mistress did not stop at 10 clothes pins, or 20, but ultimately placed 23 clothes pins on my now throbbing male genitals. As the process unfolded, i thought Mistress would ultimately run out of room as to where the clothes pins would be placed or maybe i was just hoping that She would. Regardless, She appeared to enjoy my obvious predicament as She kept inflicting pain on me, one clothes pin in at a time. i feel that Mistress now knows the absolute highest threshold of pain that i can stand during a session and often brings me right to that point before easing up. In so many ways, i believe that Mistress Tissa now knows me better than i know myself.

As i sat there in front of Her, on Her bondage chair, with the clothes pins now biting into my raw skin and the ball gag still in my mouth, Mistress decided to again prove her complete domination over me by penetrating me with a rubber penis. With one hand She pushed the penis in and out of my ass and with the other hand She tugged on the nipple clamps that She had just placed on my nipples. At that very moment i felt like i had reached the highest level of pain that Mistress Tissa has inflicted on me to date, but I was as determined as ever to make it through the session with the hope that i would please Her with my resilience.


With a hood over my head, a ball gag in my mouth and tied to a bonding chair the only sense that I had available to me was the sense of smell. During the most intense part of the session, i decided to breathe in Mistress Tissa’s amazing scent. She was wearing a latex cat suit which i had gifted to Her and between the smell of the latex and Mistress’s beautiful scent, i thought breathing in Her amazing scent would somehow take my mind off the intense pain that i was being subjected to. That was a big mistake. Mistress was not pleased with me and reminded me that i had not asked permission to breath in her scent. After removing me from the bondage chair She ordered me to climb up on the bondage horse. Mistress proceeded to beat my ass with a paddle which was a clear message not to do anything like that again without asking for permission first.

i am completely devoted to serving Mistress Tissa and worship Her in every way. Hopefully i will never displease Her again.

slave m

slave m: foot domination and being a sore slut

When Mistress Tissa opened Her door to allow me to enter for my most recent session, She greeted me in Her bare feet. This was the first time that She was not wearing one of the many pairs of beautiful heels that She owns. As always, i was soon directed to follow Mistress into Her temenos. After removing my clothes, i was instructed to kneel in front of Mistress Tissa and again explain why i had come to visit Her. This is always part of every session, which i enjoy immensely, as it gives me an opportunity to be below Mistress and to again explain my devotion to Her. i was then instructed to massage Her feet, which was the first opportunity She had given me to touch Her in any way. It was amazing! Not only was i given the opportunity to touch the exquisite feet of a truly beautiful woman, but i felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment, feeling that i had truly earned the honor of massaging Her feet by being a good slave for Mistress during my many visits to Her temenos. After a while, Mistress instructed me to reach under Her chair and to pull out Her brand new heels that i had gifted to Her. She then allowed me to place them on Her feet. i felt honored that i was able to purchase heels that Mistress Tissa truly liked but also that She allowed me the privilege of actually placing them on Her feet for Her.

my entire session lasted two hours, which is standard for me. Typically i leave my sessions with Mistress Tissa both excited and somewhat sore. This one was no different. As usual, She put me through a series of painful exercises during my two hours while introducing me to several new elements of “sweet” torture.  …  It is always my goal (if at all possible) to make it through every session without uttering those [safe] words, and i am proud to say that i did make it through this most recent session.

Finally, both tired and somewhat sore, i was instructed to climb on the bondage horse and prepare myself to be taken by Mistress. Mistress decided not to use restraints on me. i believe she now knows that She has complete control of me during a session whether restrained or not. i would never move without Her permission. Mistress has instructed me that She is training me to be able to take on bigger “strap-ons.” After sucking on Mistress’s Tissa’s “very large cock” and nearly chocking on it, She entered me from behind and again proved that i was Her slut and would do whatever She told me to do without question. And, i did exactly that.


i love being Mistress Tissa’s slut.

i cannot wait for my next session with Mistress Tissa. i am completely devoted to being the best possible slave that i can be for Her. i hope She knows that.

slave m recalls another session

my most recent session with Mistress Tissa was 24 hours ago and i am still sore. I never know what to expect in my sessions with Mistress, but this time i was somewhat taken back by the intensity of O/our session. And it was intense! i have always felt like i have a high threshold for pain so it became very clear to me early in O/our session that my pain tolerance was going to be tested by a truly strong and powerful Woman. Mistress Tissa prepared me for the “corporal punishment” that i was about to receive by placing a hood over my head, then blindfolding and gagging me before forcing me to kneel balanced on a padded bench, with my legs spread and my hands locked into a harness above my head. I was not sure what would take place in the next part of the session but I was pretty sure how it would end. I knew that Mistress would have her way with me and there would be no turning back. Several different “instruments of torture” were then used on me, including a cane, a riding crop, and some other type of whip that hurt like hell when it landed on some of my most sensitive areas. i am not sure how long the “beating” lasted but i know i came close several times to using the “safe” word to get Mistress to let up. She did not, and i am extremely proud of the fact that I did not use her safe word and that she later praised me “for taking it like a champ.”


Some of the most memorable parts of the session were the short pauses in between the “beatings” where I would quickly give thought as to what instrument would be used next, where it would land and how much it would hurt. I can also remember how Mistress Tissa softly touched me on the sensitive areas that she just inflicted pain on to help get the blood to flow to those areas and to gain a sense of relief. What she can do with her beautiful hands is amazing. One second she administers incredible pain with them and the next second provides relief through her touch. Finally, I knew what would come next as Mistress alerted me to get ready be her “bitch.” Mistress entered me from behind and proceeded to remind me how much power she had over me and how she would demonstrate it by once again “becoming her bitch.” Not that I had much say in the matter, nor did i want to, truthfully i would have been anything that Mistress wanted me to be during this or any other session.

Thank you Mistress

slave m

slave m must have been in some level of disorientation and subspace because some details of his recollection are inaccurate. For one, I used a variety of implements on him, not just three.

slave m’s account of O/our last session

“i finally got an opportunity to again session with Mistress Tissa after Her two plus weeks on vacation. For me, thinking about Mistress for two weeks, while being unable to session with Her felt like an eternity. As usual, that session with Mistress was amazing! Every session begins the same with me being directed to kneel in front of Mistress Tissa and stating why i have come to see Her. Answering that question becomes easier every time i see Her, as i now know that the reason that i keep coming back is to serve the most beautiful and demanding Mistress anywhere. i can honestly say that kneeling in front of Mistress knowing what may soon be coming is absolutely intoxicating.  i have served numerous mistresses, but none as powerful and stunning as Mistress Tissa.

Each session seems to be more intense than the last, as Mistress Tissa “raises the bar” as far as what She expects, or more accurately what She demands from me.   During O/our sessions, my goal is to try to consistently prove that i am worthy of Her attention, as well as proving my devotion to Her by submitting (without question) to Her every whim.

During O/our last session, i reminded Mistress Tissa of my high tolerance to pain, knowing full well that She would then test my will. She did! Completely tied up and at Her mercy She proceeded to drip hot wax from a burning candle on to my most private parts, with little pity as to my predicament. The pain was at times excruciating, but the pleasure i derived from being at the mercy of the beautiful Mistress Tissa was amazing! Watching Her smile as She inflicted more and more pain on me was the best part as i knew that i was pleasing Mistress by completely submitting to Her desires.


O/our two hour session went by much too quickly, but the memory of that session still haunts me today. i can’t wait to be at the mercy of Mistress Tissa again, hopefully that will be soon.

i thank you Mistress Tissa for allowing me to serve you in complete submission. You are truly a Goddess on earth!”

-slave m