The FanVue / Patreon subscriber portion of the blog in the 2nd half will be CBT related, but for the free portion, I feel like making an admission – that I was wrong in that there is nothing I can do to a toilet that won’t make him have and sustain a tent in his pants. You see, previously – and by previously I’m talking oh about one thousand HTT and HTS sessions where I have tried by any means possible to break those choosing to submit to me. In each instance no matter how extreme my idea was and no matter how much kicking and fussing was going on below me – I was always assured of that stiff …
I have this GREAT idea for how to further humiliate my Tinder dates … as this is what’s keeping me amused this year while I wait patiently for sessions to return to their previous volume. Only one problem … this idea of mine is a great one to romanticize about doing , but has failed spectacularly in person so far … and not once but twice. In fact all I’ve done trying to implement this idea at the very start of the last two dinner dates was to lose my free 5 star dinner. Yet , I persist. For come the day that I actually pull this off , it’s going to be worth all the collective failures that …
“Cock and Ball Torture (CBT) sessions should be a fun lighthearted two hour poke at something that sounds much more menacing that it actually is.” There, I said it. Would you believe that the funniest sessions I host at my condo are ones where beginners are dipping their toe bravely into CBT. Now I realize that the BDSM purists out there would either cringe or revolt at the usage of the word Funny in the same sentence as CBT but I’m not exactly your cookie cutter molded Mistress am I now? Catering mostly to the newbie crowd pretty much ensures all my sessions come with a good amount of chuckles and laughs , and I’m fine with being known as …
