…you know that submission in BDSM is a gift ?
Enjoy my unusual clothes that I wore last night.
Get on your knees…
…or my each step …
… maybe my ass as well …
… and now a big task …
… you are trying to be a good minion, but I get bored, so fuck off back to your sad little life.
… or please me, amuse me and I will change my opinion…
This is a brief journal of my visit to Prague to see Madame Sarka. I went to Prague for a week to meet up with Madame Sarka. With me living in the US and she in Europe there are rare opportunities for us to meet in person so I was very excited about seeing her again.
On the first day I had invited Madame Sarka to my hotel in the Old Town. She arrives in the early evening and we meet and greet in the lobby. It is always such a wonderful experience to see Madame Sarka in person, much more so than the online photos. She is such a beautiful woman with a radiant smile and sparkling eyes.
On the ride up in the elevator she notices I am a little nervous as I fumble with my key card, and she gives me her beautiful smile and the disarming phrase she sometimes uses - ”I don’t bite”.
In the room she is quick to take charge. She demands I get naked – not really my favorite and I try to wangle my way out of it but to no avail – she is in charge and I obey.
I have been under her chastity control for months, but she had let me out of the device for my travel. Now I have to fit my chastity device again in front of her. She attaches one of the numbered plastic locks and takes a photo to record the number. She relaxes in the chair as I massage and worship her feet, while we chat and do some catching up.
It is a warm, beautiful evening and she decides we will go out for dinner. A pleasant stroll down to the Old Town Square and al fresco dinner over a beer concludes the evening.
The next day I am out on the town when I get a text message from Madame Sarka. She wants me to come to her dungeon in the evening. I am both thrilled and a little nervous, having never been to her dungeon before, what does she have in mind?
Later in the evening I am in the cab on my way to her when I get another text message – she tells me to bring some cold drinks for her. Panic. How do I get it? I am in cab halfway out in the suburbs, it is evening, stores close early here. I have the cab driver run around from store to store until we finally find one that is open and I can get the drinks.
I finally arrive at the dungeon – one of several that she uses. This is a real basement
I am giving you last chance to buy these boost and shoes than I will throw them away.
In a few days they will “go” ….. do not miss your chance to own one of my well worn boots and “enjoy” them. Size are 40-41 european (around 10US) Ask in email how to pay.
Hurry up my fetish admirers
I am posting here few pix from working day. My slave had to cut high grass and prepare it for pony play. I was checking him and giving him courage with my whips and by myself (CBT, kicking, trampling) ) he tries to be good (even though he cut the grass first time) but he did a lot of mistakes and I was not satisfide with his work at all. I hope he will be better when he will cut the grass next time.
See 153 new pix of this “slavejob” in Outside fetish section (members only).
DO YOU WANT TO BE MY WORKING SLAVE AND BE CHECKED BY MYSELF??? DO YOU WANT TO WORK FOR ME? TO HAVE A PROPER TRAINING IN CZECH REPUBLIC? EVERTHING OUTSIDE? NO DUNGEON! EVERYTHING REAL!!!!