SLAVE LOLLY
Came to Me 4 years ago, and never missed a Thursday since He is addicted to Mistress
Mistress had already set the orders for when and how I was meant to present myself at Her dungeon. I arrived exactly at the requisite time as usual so as not to incur the wrath of Mistress, Mistress Berlin.
trix attire, which immediately made my cock twitch in the tight fabric. Mistress Berlin then laughed as I walked through to the dungeon, already fearing for the worst (but quietly excited in an
Once inside, Mistress made me feel welcome with her usual sensual, yet sadistic smile. It may have been contempt for my position in life and at that moment, but it is a smile that I look forward to seeing.
I was told to take off the panties and kneel before Mistress. I did so without hesitation as I know that there are consequences for not acting smartly on orders. Mistress then put ankle and wrist cuffs on and then a collar to show Her authority. Next, I have my cock and balls tied up to stop me from even thinking about cumming without permission.
Naked, bound, and cuffed, I was now at the full mercy of a beautiful Dominatrix. Very different from normal daily life, it is an exciting position to be in. A mixture of fear and expectation and brief glimpses of my Mistress makes it impossible not to become erect. This comes with a consequence of a slap to the offending member and sets the tone for the session, where I give myself to the expertise and power of Mistress, Mistress Berlin. Having dispensed with a safe word, I am now at Her mercy. Mistress does know best and I will do anything for my Mistress.
ticipation.)
I am told to bend over and then receive three lashes from a thin cane. It is a short, sharp shock and reminds me exactly where I am and what is expected. I do not flinch as this will bring further lashes, but the pain burns into the skin and muscles beneath. I grit my teeth and wait for my next instruction.
Mistress tells me that She is going to fuck me like a girl today, long and hard, thoroughly. I have been obedient to Her rule of no release for just over a week but my erection has annoyed Mistress. It should be seen as flattery to Her presence and effect on me but it is not taken that way. My wrists are cuffed to the bench as I bend over the central beam. My legs are tied tightly to the sides and I am now totally exposed at the mercy of Mistress. This is a fairly uncomfortable position but that is the least of my worries. Mistress walks away, the high heels on Her latex thigh-highs clicking.
I am left to ponder my fate as Mistress lights a cigarette and admires Her handwork. Then She puts out the cigarette and walks around me. I cannot lift my head too much so can only see Her amazing leather-clad legs and boots. Even though I am in a serious predicament it makes me so horny to see them. They disappear again and now I feel the cold sensation of lube being dripped onto my back and onto my bare and exposed ass.
I shudder inside from the shock of the cold and what it means is going to happen. I then feel a hard, smooth object at the entrance to my asshole, and then, slowly but surely it enters me. It is a very strange sensation, a little uncomfortable rather than painful now, after some training. However, as it goes further in the pain does increase but with it, a certain sexual sensation enters the strange mix.
I wish that I could see Mistress as She does this, maybe another time She will take me a different way? Now fully inserted, Mistress then starts to slowly fuck me and take any manhood I may still have had. The rhythm becomes faster and more intense, both the pain and the sensuality. My cock is dripping pre-cum but I am now just a fuck-toy for Mistress Berlin. She tells me that I am a useless slut and She is going to fuck me hard all afternoon. The session continued with my anal battering and verbal humiliation. I feel my manhood disappear and submit totally to my beautiful Mistress.
After some time, Mistress stops using me and pulls out. I am released from my bondage, but only to be told to sit on a dildo on a stool in front of Her. As I slide down onto it, the discomfort and lack of any control over my situation hit me. Mistress then sits in front of me and tells me to wank my cock. She squirts some lube on and sits back to watch the show. With the feelings of discomfort and weakness, I cannot look Mistress in the eye, even though I really want to. I focus on what I have been ordered to do but a mixture of the predicament, the increasing pain, and the bondage around my cock and balls make it impossible to cum.
As further punishment for my ineptitude, Mistress gets Her favorite clamps and attaches them painfully to each of my nipples. The pain is intense and excruciating but it makes Mistress happy. Even with verbal assistance and Mistress sexily putting the toes of Her boots into my balls, I cannot cum. My humiliation is complete when Mistress tells me that She is bored of me and I have failed. I have never felt so disappointed in letting Mistress (and myself) down.
​I am sent for a shower with my tail literally between my legs.​This session is just one of many where I have given myself totally to Mistress, Mistress Berlin. I trust Her implicitly and cannot believe what She has opened my eyes to. For me, this is a very special relationship. It may not be for Mistress, as I am just one of many slaves, but I will try to do my best and keep stretching my boundaries at Her will and guidance.
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SLAVE ALAN
On the morning of my birthday, she gave me a couple of envelopes and told me to follow the instructions inside.The first one to me was a floatation session in town which was lovely.When I got back to my car I was nice and chilled and opened the second envelope whilst having a bit of pre-packed lunch.I checked out the address which was in Bellville. There was another envelope attached that I was to give to the therapist.It was addressed to MB suddenly I realised at the same time that my GPS told me I had to leave immediately and that there was a strong possibility that I was going to Mistress Berlin.
So there I was having a small heart attack and driving at the same time whilst trying to get my head ready for this.
I was instructed to go to a certain gate and send a SMS. The GPS took me there in such a fucked up way that I was completely lost by the time I got there.
I must tell you I am slightly dyslexic and under pressure it gets BAD.
So I arrive at this gate after a sweaty trip only just on time and send the SMS.
I do not get a response so after 5 minutes.
I am now completely convinced that there is a Domme inside that is going to beat the shit out of me for being late.
So I check my phone and the number and it is WRONG.
So I put in the number again and send ANOTHER message……wait 2 minutes I am now 10 minutes late
No response… So I get my reading glasses and the number and realise I had it wrong again.
This time there is an immediate response telling me to go in.
Heart hammering in my ears and sweaty palms I do so……
So I enter the gate that I have been instructed to enter and walked around the side of the building to find the entrance.
At this point in time, I was not fully sure what was about to happen at this place.
The door was open so I stepped into the doorway at this point it hit me like a freight train.
I was standing in the doorway of a full-on professional dungeon.
My eyes stopped wondering when they rested upon a striking and imposing figure of an immaculately dressed dominatrix. I was greeted with a handshake and invited in.
I sincerely doubt if my mouth managed to form intelligent words. I was told to sit on a couch which I did, I was then informed that there was not much discussion that needs to take place as it had all been done by my GF prior to my arrival by e-mail.
Safeword was discussed and before I knew what was really going on I was told to remove my clothes and kneel. Which I did.
At this point, Mistress Berlin told me not to have a heart attack in her dungeon. I think she realised I had stopped breathing when I walked in the door.
The dungeon has a wide variety of equipment that would literally take a lifetime to collect.
At this point I was so deep in sub-space that I don’t think I would have been able to find my own name in my head.
I was tied with my hands wide and feet in a spreader bar.
There was a blindfold on me spreader type mouth gag and we practiced my safe word. I was completely in sensational overload.
There were floggers and a Wartenberg wheel and many other sensations that I could not pinpoint.
There was also a full face hood that was involved at some point the sensory deprivation put me so deep into subspace that all I was about to do was make a continuous low-pitched moan.
Later on in the session, there was electricity and CBT which the mistress kindly took a video of for me to take home.
All in all, it was an incredible experience which I have repeated many times.
Every time I am a very good boy I get sent to The mistress.
SUB JOHN
Mistress Berlin there is no other word to describe a session with Her other than ” WOW and OUCH ”
She is a well-refined and well-educated person in drama studies. But make no mistake, a very stern and strict Dominatrix only to be addressed as Mistress. Being restrained and tied down on Her caning bench is not for the faint-hearted. A sub must have guts as to the consequence. Believe me, the pain is severe, delivered hard with Her whippy cane, but the passion and sensuality that comes with each stroke are out of this world.
I created a predicament for myself by presenting Her with a very flexible cane which She turned into a beast. I then came to realise, always put your money where your mouth is – it was a self-inflicted hell. She is relentless with her merciless hard strokes that fall with absolute accuracy.
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She will even remove Her boots to achieve the desired stance and height to pinpoint the strokes. In between every set of 10 caressing and comforting the sub for a while until progression to the next set of 10 to follow.
Strokes one to six are slow but a merciless seven to ten fall in quick succession with me doing the counting. Believe me it is very painful. However just before the sub feels he can take no more she stops saying it’s enough a very responsible Dominatrix. The only advice I can give is leave your ego at home. Never go in and request it hard. One huge mistake. Rather let Her decide and She will judge your limit after a few sessions. Yes a few sessions, She is a long-term Dom.Please don’t even try to estimate her age you will be way off. Very beautiful, very sexy and lovely conversation along with it all. For all this I can vouch sub John.
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SLUT CHRIS
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On the first occasion, having never been to a Dominatrix before, slut was greeted by Mistress Berlin at the door of Her dungeon, an Amazon Goddess in latex and high heels. The Lady was unaware of my likes and tolerance. She was very careful to not go beyond what I could take so that She did not cause distress or damage and assess sluts limits. Tied, cuffed, chained vertically, and hooded with legs spread to a steel bar I felt electro on my balls and nipples, I hadn’t mentioned that I have a high pain threshold. The hood was more disturbing in honesty as it put slut in another world. Light whipping and ball beating followed.
After some time slut was released and tied kneeling to a bench. Here it was anally raped as it had asked for. She did use Her smaller dildo but that still made it cry out and squeal like a pig. After the session was over Mistress Berlin asked slut what else it would consider and if She had perhaps been a little easy. Showing me Her selection of toys on the wall She asked what else may appeal, I did suggest Her knee but think I was misunderstood. Forced to kneel and lick Her boots slut was told to masturbate and cum, it came in its hand and ate it at Her feet. Leaving slut joked that it had considered saying She kicks like a girl but was afraid to do so for the possible consequences.
On the second visit, She had a better idea of my tolerance. As a long-time online slut I have often self-ball beaten and thought I was tough. She tied me chained vertically, spread and chained my feet, and again hooded me. The first knee to the balls was nothing I had ever experienced or expected, it took away my breath, I think I managed to choke out a few words saying I had no idea that is what a real ball knee kick is like before She did it again. Unbelievably, I have never suffered anything like that in my life. She paused and then from nowhere came a boot to the balls, I was now hanging in my cuffs astonished at what real ball beating is. Not for the faint-hearted, but I crave it again!
After some time on Her table, the session ended and She told me no one else had ever taken such a ball beating. I was honoured at the compliment, also swollen and blue for days, slut got what it asked for. Next time it wishes to be chained vertically again but with no hood, to see the glee in Her eyes as She knees and kicks slut, slut know She despises men as useless and takes huge pleasure in their pain, I crave to watch that pleasure. A leather strap across my buttocks is also something I think I can endure, perhaps She will prove me wrong but slut must find out when next able to visit. The anal rape on the bench will again be high on sluts list, it hopes to take a larger cock and be fucked till it screams, rammed harder and faster than the first “trial” fuck when I was squealing too much.
She is an artist and a Goddess. Thank You Mistress Berlin, slut kneels.
SLAVE ADRIAN
You know that I have the experience of about 30 sessions in appr. 10 different German studios. But the 2 days in Your dungeon brought a complete new experience to me. It was indeed one of the painfullest sessions I ever had and I didn’t know that I enjoyed it so much at least. There were so many Mistresses in those sessions I had. Some of them I still remember after years, some of them I forgot after some weeks. Please be sure that You are a Mistress of the first category. I cannot describe what it is and why it is, but You, Mistress, get into one’s mind immediately .
I am sure that Your passion and business could have a successful future in CT.
Please allow me one word at the end : You are working too hard ! What you need in my opinion is a volunteer and a bit more space !!!
I hope I can find an opportunity to visit you again and remain
with devotion
Your Slave Adrian
Day 1
It was a Thursday in January 2022. I was a little bit excited because at 11 AM my 7 hours session with Mistress Berlin will begin.
Even though I am an experienced slave after 30 sessions overseas, this one will be my first session in SA. I arrived at Her dungeon just in time, this is very important to show respect to Mistress.
Mistress B. welcomes me in a shiny and tight latex dress and boots. I don’t know what it was and why it was, but from the first moment on I felt a special relationship with Mistress Berlin, even though I know that I have to expect severe pain and punishment.
After some conversation the Mistress gave me a “safe word” and I had to undress. I was fixed on the wooden cross with a bar between my legs and blindfolded because Mistress expects another slave. To make it a bit more uncomfortable she puts harsh clamps onto my nipples.
After an hour Mistress prepared me for the 2nd position. It will be a little bit harder, she told me. She dressed me in a tight latex corset and I had to accept a but plug. Then I was fixed with chains in her bondage rack, more or less hanging/ sitting on a wooden beam.. I had to open my mouth wide and a big mouth gag was inserted and Mistress put a gas mask over my head completely. At least clamps were fixed onto my nipples and cock and I had to stay in that position for appr. 1 hour. It was very hard to bear all that pain from the clamps and the position, but nevertheless not to forget to concentrate on my breathing. Also not to forget that my cock clamps were connected with an electro-device, which was activated by Mistress from time to time: I can say that I am a little bit proud NOT to use the safe word during these moments. But how with that big mouth gag (smile).
After this, we had a little break and some stimulating conversation. In the late afternoon, my torment was continued by more positions (mummified with plastic wrap ), but the position in the rack was the hardest one and cost me plenty of willpower to bear it.
After 7 hours of pain, pleasure, and torment Mistress granted me a “Happy End” and we said “GoodBye” after a day with unforgettable impressions for me!
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SLAVE ORION MOUNTAIN
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It's always difficult seeing a new Mistress. Will they be too much? Or even worse.. will they be not enough! Will She have that right amount of sensitivity and cruelty that allows for a glorious submissive experience?
Mistress Berlin was a wonderful mix of cruelty and sensitivity. She managed to push me to my edge but also knew when to pull back, offering relief.
There was a point… I was in a hood, tied to spreadeagled open.. receiving blows and insults when a part of me yielded and i pleaded.
“i’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please forgive me”
She laughs. “it’s not up to me to forgive you,” she says. “That’s your job. Self forgiveness”.
I am delighted to have found Mistress Berlin and feel both excited and scared for my next session.
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