Greetings from my slave

“What an honour to be able to write the first blog on Miss Juli’s website! Having been her slave for a while, a variety of sessions have taken place during this time. At least for my mistress, they were certainly enjoyable, as she always had a free hand to administer pleasure or, more often, pain, combined with the necessary touch of sadism.

Although our interactions between sessions are jovial and equal, everything changes abruptly when it’s time for a “play session.” Today, the usual rules for such a meeting should apply. The significant power imbalance between Dom and sub should be celebrated and strictly enforced. The slave will stand at the Door-Start blind and mute, lying face down, awaiting the arrival of the mistress, and at the end, he will be kicked out without having seen even a moment of what his mistress was wearing. Quite frustrating!

The frustration was further intensified because the slave had to wear a chastity cage with thorns the entire time, instantly punishing any wrong thoughts. The thorns dug in and only released their grip after a significant relaxation of the corpus delicti. In this case, that only occurred half a day after the merciless departure.

To make the whole thing even more unbearable, the mistress had the glorious idea of immobilising the trainee in a cage and playing the sounds of a consciously chosen feminist porn film in front of his immobilised head. Definitely not his own mental cinema, or maybe it is because secretly he loves to be tormented like this. A submissive thank you for the always surprising ideas of my sublime mistress. It becomes downright addictive and calls for a repetition (of course, completely unpredictable and different)!”