Training and testing slave m

i have been a true and devoted slave to Mistress Tissa for over a year now and i can say with absolutely certainty that O/our most recent session was the most physically intense i ever experienced.  First of all, it was a three hour session.  All of my recent sessions with Mistress Tissa have been two hours in length, so this one was 50% longer and 100% more intense (and painful).  As intense as O/our session was it was also incredibly fun and exciting for me and hopefully fun for Mistress Tissa.  It has been days since that session and my head is still spinning.  After explaining my devotion to Mistress Tissa from my knees, She placed my slave collar on and instructed me to sit on Her bondage chair and to get ready for the first part of O/our session.  She then tied my arms and legs open so that She had full and easy access to my cock and balls, which was Her intent.  The first part of O/our session would be very intense CBT with Mistress torturing my cock and balls with various devices as i stayed tied to Her bondage chair.  The first devise that She used on me was a crop.  Mistress landed slap after blow to my balls, my penis, and the most painful of all to the tip of my penis.  Each slap was delivered with exact precision.  When Mistress Tissa swings any devise at your most precious parts, She rarely misses.  After moving on from the crop, She picked up her second devise which was a flogger of some sort.   Looking down at the flogger, the strands, of which there were many, appeared to be some type of metal.  i am still not sure if it was metal, i should have asked Mistress Tissa after O/our session, but it looked like metal and sure as hell felt like metal when She delivered each swing.  Periodically during the CBT phase of O/our session, Mistress Tissa stopped to give my penis a hard squeeze therefore forcing pre-cum from my penis, which She scooped up in Her gloved hand and fed back to me.  This is standard operating procedure during our sessions.  i “drool” a lot from my penis and Mistress Tissa wipes it away and feeds it back to me.  It is something that i have grown accustomed to during O/our sessions, primarily because i have no choice in the matter.    Needless to say, when this part of O/our session ended, i already had a very sore penis and testicles, but there would be more fun to come.

Next was a directive to move to and straddle Her bondage horse.  i was told by my Mistress to climb up on the horse and to make myself “comfortable” and to prepare for what would come next.  Honestly, i thought i was going to get “fucked.”  But, that was not the case, at least not literally.  Mistress Tissa then began beating my ass over and over again.  She again used various instruments to cause continual pain and discomfort to my ass.  She walked back and forth concentrating on one ass cheek and then the other, until i was very sore and probably very red.  Blow after blow came down on my ass, sometimes in very rapid succession and sometimes with slow and deliberate pauses in between.

After She was finished with me on the bondage horse, i was told to move again.  This time i was instructed to lie face down on Her bondage table and to again, “make myself comfortable.”  What followed was the most physical beating that i had ever experienced, by a long shot!  Again, Mistress Tissa used several different instruments to administer the beating.  The process was basically the same with Her walking back and forth around the table delivering blows to my back, my ass and the backs of my thighs.  i have been hit very hard on my ass and the backs of my thighs on numerous occasions, but i can never remember getting hit with such blunt force on my back.  At times, the pain was absolutely excruciating!  After using various devises on my back and ass, Mistress Tissa placed the final device into Her very strong, powerful and equally beautiful hand.  The device was a single tail whip.  i expected Mistress Tissa to start slow with that whip, and She did, but what followed was beyond what i had expected or ever experienced.  Mistress Tissa again rotated between my right and left side, whipping my ass, the back of my thighs and my back, with the single tail whip.  Every time the whip lashed against my skin it hurt, it just depended on how much.  i truly believe that i have a pretty high tolerance for pain, but this was really testing my medal.  At one point, while i was squirming on the table in pain, Mistress Tissa leaned in and very softly whispered in my ear, “what does it say on your chest?”  my response was, “it says slave.”  When O/our session began Mistress Tissa had written on my chest in a black marker, the word “SLAVE.”  She decided at that moment to remind me what She had written on my chest.  my interpretation of why She decided to ask me that question was first the obvious, which was to remind me that i was Her slave.   But in addition, i believe Her message was to convince me that to please Her, i needed to endure whatever was to come next.  As instructed by Mistress Tissa, i took a deep breath and prepared myself for the rest of my beating.

Speaking of Mistress Tissa’s instructions, i digress.  Throughout my beating Mistress Tissa continually coached me through this part of O/our session by instructing me on how to accept the pain She was administering.  And, i thank her for that.   Some of my instructions included breathing techniques, telling me to breathe in through my nose and to take short quick breathes out of my mouth.  It definitely helped me (a lot) as i was better able to process the pain that She was administering by listening to Her advice and by trusting Her implicitly.  i have come to trust everything that Mistress Tissa tells me to do during O/our sessions.  i have learned much from Her and truly value Her advice which always helps me to  enjoy O/our sessions immensely and to gain so much more from them.  She also instructed me to “stay within my body,” as she whipped me, again helping me to better process the pain that i was feeling.  There is no doubt in my mind that i would have been using my safe words during my single tail beating if it were not for Mistress Tissa’s firm, yet encouraging words.

Mistress Tissa is well educated in all phases of BDSM.  She not only knows how to administer pain and to push you to places where you never thought you would go, but equally importantly, She is able to help You to understand  Your body better and to help You to learn where all of Your limits are as only a true professional would know.   Like i have said before, during all of my sessions with Mistress Tissa, i feel as though She knows my body and my mind better than i know myself.

Finally, Mistress Tissa leaned in and again whispered in my ear, “can you take three more hard ones on your ass and back for Me?”  Mistress always demands (and deserves) honesty from me.  So to be completely honest, for a few seconds i thought about simply saying “no, i had enough.”  Then i remembered that i have never said “no” to Mistress Tissa.  i am not sure if that day will ever come, but i was determined not to let it happen on this day.  i nodded my head yes.  The three really intense blows to my ass and the backs of my thighs hurt a lot, but they were nowhere near what it felt like on my back.  Each blow to my back with the single tail whip was preceded by light taps on my back, with the whip.  Needless to say this added to my uneasiness as each lash hit my back, prior to the “big blow.”  Each of the lighter taps felt like a bee sting, the “big blow” felt like, well it felt like someone who is incredible strong was hitting you across your back with a single tail whip.  That describes it best!  It was one down and two to go.  More bee stings and then number two landed.  i again squirmed on the table.  One more to go, i knew at that point that with the help of Mistress Tissa, i was going to make it through my beating.  At that moment, i glanced at Mistress Tissa who was standing next to me dangling the single tail whip from her right hand and wearing the lace cincher that i had gifted to her.  At that very moment She looked as stunningly dominant as one could imagine, and unbelievably terrifying, to say the least.  i peeked as She delivered the first few bee stings, but turned my head to prepare myself for the “final blow,” which came with tremendous force and intense pain.  my back was on fire, but i still felt a great sense of relief and fulfillment.  i did it, or should i say, W/we did it!  Because, i never would have survived the beating Mistress Tissa gave me, without Her “coaching” and Her encouragement.  Thank You Mistress Tissa!


What a great way to end O/our session, or so i thought.  Mistress Tissa and Her incredible imagination had more in store for me.  Not that i am complaining, because i would soon learn that She was going to allow me to give Her an offering.  But before i was permitted to give Mistress Tissa an offering, She allowed me to experience something that i never thought could have been possible.  Mistress Tissa told me to roll over onto my now very sore back.  She then placed something on my penis that i have never felt before, and it hurt, a lot.  i had to ask Her what the CBT instrument was called.  To which Mistress Tissa replied, “Kali’s teeth.”


i would describe it as something that really bites (sorry about the pun) into the skin of your penis.  What followed next was incredible, to say the least.  In fact, i still have trouble believing that it happened.  Mistress Tissa climbed up onto the table and sat on my face, smothering me with Her beautiful ass!  She allowed me this amazing privilege!  And, i cannot emphasize enough that i believe it truly was a privilege.  Why did She allow me this special privilege?  i can only surmise that Mistress Tissa may have allowed me this privilege because i endured so much pain for Her.  i am not sure if that is the case, but i like to think so.  Either way, i would gladly experience the same intense beating at the hands of Mistress Tissa whenever She wants to administer one to me.  Especially now that She has taught me ways to effectively process the pain She administers.

As i was wearing Kali’s teeth, and still trying to digest what just happened, Mistress Tissa began rubbing my penis with a vibrator for several minutes while informing me that i would be giving Her an offering.


After some time, i asked and was granted permission, gave Her my offering, and then thanked Her for the privilege.  my reward was to have my cum scooped up and fed back to me as i laid on my back feeling completely spent and extremely satisfied.  i just hope that Mistress Tissa was equally satisfied with how i served her on this day.  i hope i earned high “marks” for my service to Her!

Truthfully, i have never had an orgasm where i did not touch myself.  And having Kali’s teeth biting into me as Mistress Tissa rubbed me with the vibrator created one of the most intensely enjoyable orgasms that i have experienced in recent memory.  Every single part of O/our session was absolutely amazing!  It was three hours of pure ecstasy!

When i returned to my car and prepared to drive away from O/our session it took several minutes to compose myself before starting the engine.  Finally driving away, i could not help but wonder how long i would have marks on my back.  They lasted a few days before fading, but the memory of my last session with Mistress Tissa will last much longer.  i am sure of it!

*slave m served Me especially well on this day, though his recollection of some aspects of our session are not quite correct (e.g. I did not whip him with what I would call “tremendous force” or he would have bled), but this is going to happen under certain circumstances and such experiences are subjective. Also, he needs more training.

slave m gets restrained and lashed

As i sipped a cup of coffee at a local coffee shop only a few minutes away from my most recent session with Mistress Tissa, my mind played over and over again what might take place in a very short period of time.  As i took my last sip and departed for the session that i would soon be having with the beautiful Mistress Tissa, i somehow had come to the conclusion that i would be experiencing much pain during the session.  During my last session with Mistress Tissa, She did not inflict much pain on me and i left that session much fulfilled, but not at all sore.   i was now convinced that it would be highly unlikely that W/we would have two sessions in a row where Mistress Tissa did not try to find my threshold for pain, although  i am now totally convinced that She knows exactly where my breaking points are and will test them whenever She pleases.  i somehow knew that this session was going to be a painful one and i was completely right; this session would be filled with pain!  During O/our last session i modeled some of Her new “toys” including a body bag, feet and hand bondage gloves and more.  During this session i would be modeling something quite different for Mistress Tissa, red welts all along my back, my ass, and the backs of my thighs.

After kneeling at Her feet and again explaining to Mistress why i had come to serve Her on this day, She instructed me to climb up on Her bondage table and to lie face down.  Naturally i complied without question.  my feet were placed in bondage boots and my ankles tied together, my arms were stretched over my head and tied together.  And finally, a hood was placed over my head, limiting my sight.  It was time to prepare for what was to come, a beating from a Goddess.


Mistress Tissa used various instruments of pain on me including a cane, various whips and floggers, and finally a rubber whip.  Mistress Tissa has an amazing aim and pretty much hits any spot She is aiming for.  When She whips me, She usually starts slow and then intensifies the whipping over time.  my head was somehow tied down to the bondage table so that i could not lift up my head up to see Mistress as She was whipping me.  i was completely immobilized.  Whenever Mistress is administering some type of painful exercise on me, i always try to imagine what She might look like as She is inflicting the pain on my body.  In this case, i kept imagining what Mistress might look like as She raised Her beautiful hands in the air and then brought the whips down onto my bare skin.  Once Mistress had settled on the rubber whip, the pain increased to an almost unbearable level.  At one point, Mistress checked with me to see if i was ok with marks as long as they were not visible when i was fully dressed.  my transformation to where i now allow marks on my body has been very deliberate.  When i first started seeing Mistress Tissa, i asked Her to leave no marks at all, now i am content with any marks that She leaves on me, as long as they are not permanent.  And on this day, i would be marked exactly how and where Mistress Tissa wanted me to be marked.

Lash after lash was administered on my back, my ass, and the backs of my thighs, but just as the pain increased to the point where i thought of using my “safe” word, Mistress Tissa would stop the onslaught.  She would then place Her amazing hands on the exact spot that hurt the most.  i truly believe that Mistress Tissa could heal almost anyone simply through Her touch, somewhat like a Reiki Master.  First the whip cuts through the air lashing into your skin and then She touches you in that amazing way and the pain subsides instantly.  i almost felt like i could have been whipped all day, as long as Mistress Tissa followed up the beating by touching my burning skin.

After the whipping was completed, Mistress Tissa did something to me that She had never done before.  She leaned over my body and slowly moved up and down allowing her hair to fall onto my body.  Her beautiful hair actually touched me as She walked up and down allowed me to feel the amazing sensation of her hair falling onto my back.  It felt exquisite to say the least!  Mistress Tissa called it a “hair bath.”  i would have called it a small “touch of heaven.”  After untying me, Mistress told me to climb off of the bondage table and to walk over to the mirror to look at my back.  Red welts were already starting to show on my back and my ass.  At that moment Mistress Tissa spoke the words that made it all worthwhile.  She told me that She was pleased that i took the pain for Her.  There is nothing that She could possibly have said at that moment that would have been more satisfying to hear.  I pleased Mistress Tissa!


Next, i was instructed to lie down on the floor on my back and keep my hands at my side.  Mistress Tissa then stood over me looking down at Her devoted slave.  i always love when She does this during a session.  i love being below her in any way and looking up at Mistress Tissa.  It is an honor to do so.  The intense power She exhibits at that very moment is incredible.  She then lifted Her heel and ran Her foot over my body, sometimes pressing down on me to cause some distress.  She then stepped onto my penis and i braced myself for the pain that i guessed would soon come.  It did not.  Finally Mistress brings her heel to my mouth and tells me to kiss the bottom of her shoe and to kiss the long heel of her shoe, to which I quickly comply.  What happens next is something that Mistress has rarely done to me.  She squats down and places my head between Her incredibly powerful thighs.  She lightly squeezes my head between Her amazing legs and looks down at me, smiling at my predicament.   When i think back to that part of O/our session with Mistress Tissa, it reminds me of the famous Lou Gehrig quote, “today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.”   At one point during O/our session, Mistress Tissa reminded me that i was a very luck slave.  Mistress Tissa is always right, but that statement on that day could not have been more right.

Next, a leash was hooked to the collar around my neck that i had worn throughout O/our session and Mistress told me to get on “all fours.”  She then proceeded to walk throughout Her Temenos pulling me behind Her like a pet dog.  i will do almost anything Mistress Tissa asks me to do (actually right now i cannot think of anything that i would not do for Her), so i was quite content crawling behind this powerful Woman as She walked throughout the room.  Periodically Mistress stopped, lifted Her heel off of the ground and told me to kiss the bottom of Her feet.   This went on for several minutes, i would have been content doing this for hours, but that is never my call.

As the session began to draw to a close, Mistress Tissa informed me that i was to kneel in front of Her.  She then instructed me to bend over and place my forehead on the floor as She would be using me as Her “ottoman.”  She then rested Her feet on my back.  Needless to say, that worked for me!


After She was fully rested, She told me to straighten up but to stay on my knees.  i was then instructed to stroke myself, as i would be permitted to give Her “an offering” on this day.  Mistress Tissa informed me to keep stroking, but reminded me that i needed to ask permission before having an orgasm.  i always try to remember to ask permission.   In fact, i hope that i never forget to ask permission to have an orgasm when Mistress Tissa allows me to give Her an offering.  i am positive that i do not want to know the consequences of forgetting to ask permission in Her presence.  As i came close to my orgasm, i asked and was granted permission, but just as i was about to ejaculate, Mistress Tissa pulled my hand away, reminding me (without words) who controlled every part of my being.  A few drops of semen fell onto the pad below me.  Our session was now over.

It has now been a few days since my last session with Mistress Tissa.  The red welts on my back have completely faded, but the memories of my last session with a most amazing Goddess have not faded in the least.  Thank You, Mistress Tissa.