Q&A: Dungeons

slave allan asked: You mentioned your desire to have another dungeon in Richmond, Virginia. Would you describe your vision for this dungeon? Also if a reader would like to help with the dungeon, is there anything you would like in particular? 


There was a spelling error in your question allan, please be more attentive. Otherwise, perfect timing for this question. I am once again pro-actively looking for a permanent play space in Richmond. When the timeline didn't work out quite how I had planned for the first two months here, I had to make some adjustments to my plans. The condo my friend made available to me has been the perfect spot for contemplating my navel, regrouping after the drastic changes the past year has seen and planning what comes next. It is less than the perfect place for hosting BDSM sessions. 

I have finished the period of contemplation.
My vision is an attached garage. Attached is preferred to stand alone as I would rather not to have subs trekking across the backyard to reach the restroom. That is one of my only complaints about Safe Haven, that there wasn't a restroom in the space. A typical garage has the things I need, and is the right size. I need structure strong enough to attach hard points. Hard point, a hook or other tie off spot that can support the weight of an adult. At Safe Haven there is a simple, heavy duty chain hanging from the hard point. While it does its job, and one can clip off anywhere along the chain to accommodate people of any height, Mistress is tired of climbing a step ladder in heels. My space will have a pulley system. A pulley system will also allow for a sub to be restrained by his feet if I prefer. Short of having a sub stand on his head, I could not do that with the static chain at Safe Haven. I am all about inversion lately. There's an inversion table on my wishlist, and if a generous subbie doesn't bestow one on me soon, I do think it is going to be my Christmas present to myself.  I need a space that won't be damaged by having dozens of tie of spots along the walls & floors. My dungeon in Taunton had dozens of spots along the baseboard, a perk of being the home owner, I could make holes in the baseboard. I have missed those in the spaces I have utilized over the past 10 years. 
My vision for this space is cozy, warm and rustic. I want to hear the rain of the roof when I session on stormy days. I want it to be dark and cool, in August. 
One of my celebrity crushes is Alton Brown. He's smart, a little sadistic (have you watched Cut Throat Kitchen?) and he can cook, be still my heart. Anyway, back on Good Eats, he had great disdain for items he called uni-taskers. I too strongly dislike things that take up space and can only do one job. My space has to be a multitasker like me. It will be my space to record and broadcast from, and it will lend itself to photo shoots. It is my intention to make it available on Kink B&B (yes, that's a thing! How cool is that?) when I am in New England.  It will be a cozy space for small parties. And as I network here, I will make the space available to other professionals and players in the scene. 
There are several ways friends and fans can contribute if they wish. I have mentioned before that many of my pieces were destroyed while in storage when we moved from Virginia back to Massachusetts. The pieces acquired more recently were either co-owned with or belong to my ex. In an effort to minimize conflict, I relinquished any claim to co-owned items. I am reinvesting as quickly as I can in my own collection, but between moving, and my vanilla responsibilities, my savings and budget are screaming their safe words and begging me to have mercy.  So if you see a piece on my wishlist that you would love to explore with me, I will show my gratitude with an experience you will never forget. When the space is found, the goal is to start the New Year in this new space, I will need help with moving. There will be hardware to install, and heavy things to lift; I am not a damsel but these are skills not in my wheelhouse. Returning to Massachusetts for a visit, as I have tried to plan too many times now, would quiet my savings and budget quite nicely, and one can contribute to that here.  In the spring I will also need a hand in Massachusetts packing what is left of my belongings. As always though, friends support their friends' projects. The best way to do that is to comment, share, and echo my promotions where ever it is appropriate and safe for you to do so. 

Tuesday Q&A: The Things I Love

By now if we have been listening to Mistress, we know Mistress enjoys  her floggers. In my opinion, Mistress Cassidy is an artist with them. That being said, Mistress may I ask what would be your next favorite thing to do in your dungeon? 


As many times as I have been asked what I enjoy most over the years, (to give you an idea of how many times that is, I've been asked twice this week not including being asked by allan) I have no go-to, stock reply. I love everything I do. Well except writing ads and screening new clients. Aside from ads and screening, I love every single thing I do. 
My job is the best job on the planet. I get to hear people's secrets. I get to see people be their most authentic self. Sometimes I help them come to terms with that. In a sense I am acting out my own fantasies. Do I have to remind you my fantasies have little to do with bumping and grinding? Someone who has known me since I was a child said to me the other day that I was always the save the world type. I am so arrogant, and I was so flattered by the observation, but my hubris is not quite that big. I am not saving the world, but sometimes I think I might be helping some clients save themselves. Sometimes my 'cross-dressing' clients are taking their first step towards coming out as trans. Sometimes my clients disclose to me the trauma they have carried their whole lives. Sometimes I see widows, who are lost without their partner. Sometimes I just smack people around who I suspect actually do deserve it.  As a child the things I pretended I might be some day were a mommy, a teacher, a dancer, a circus performer, a writer, and a therapist. For real, I had the couch for it and everything. My approach to being a dominatrix, let's me be all of those things and more. I get to play dress-up. I get to use my imagination. Every session is a new playmate who contributes to how this round of make believe will unfold. They seldom unfold in a predictable manner, there is almost always a plot twist. No one talks to me about the weather. In Massachusetts, that in and of itself makes professional domination the best job in the state. 
It is 2:30 in the morning. I love writing at this time of day. I love doing anything at this time of day. It does seem to cause me to be even more verbose than my already talkative self. There must be 300 words there, and I haven't answered the question. 
Let's try again, I have insomnia. 
I love tickling scenes. I don't see nearly enough tickle enthusiasts. When I find the right rhythm of switching back and forth between tickling and a little pain infliction, I can get a sub in such a frenzied state that just placing a finger tip on them makes them jump. I love that. I love paddling scenes. I might lay out a half a dozen implements, then ask the sub to look at them. I watch their face as they do. Which one makes their eyes go big? I love working on two subs at once. It is such a rare treat, but I had it just the other day. I warmed them both up with some playful, light flogging done to- this is so goofy, but it was so much fun, done to Dick Van Dyke and Julie Andrews singing Supercalifragiliisticexpialidious (even with Google helping I think there's a typo in there). Mary Poppins transitioned into White Zombie, and I asked each of them to watch me work the other so they might know what's in store for them next. They both whimpered for me. One spontaneously thanked me with each blow, and the other kept insisting she needed more spankies. I loved every single second of that scene.  I love CBT, which here does not mean cognitive behavior therapy, or maybe it does. The bottoms who ask for that are often very masculine in a traditional sense. My first ever CBT scene was on a man who was in the military. He stood at attention and said thank you Ma'am may I have another each time my knee connected.  I was mesmerized by the rainbow of colors his face shifted through, red, maroon, purple, and then quite alarmingly he went pale. He was OK, he was very experienced in this play and was absolutely aware that I was not at the time.  I love when I pull off nipple clamps and a sub mistakenly thinks they are getting relief. For those not experienced in extreme nipple play, the worst of the pain comes when the blood flows back in, think about when your foot falls asleep, it is like that. If a really cruel Mistress was to also tweak them around at that moment, a sub might just drop to his knees. I love when a sub drops to their knees. I love sensory deprivation and overload. I love the way a securely blindfolded sub will start to whip their head back & forth when I have created the illusion by soundlessly moving around them that maybe there are two people touching them now.  I love trampling. It is the only thing I offer that I feel poses a little risk to me. Standing on a live human, sometimes in high heels, and then walking on a shifting platform is exhilarating. I am very cautious with how I arrange for those scenes, but often as they unfold I find myself wanting to take small risks. I'll start to sway a little to the music, I might bounce and jump a little, and I often find myself laughing in these scenes. Laughing while standing on a human's barrel shaped chest is kind of scary, but I love that too. I love foot worship. It is the only flesh I allow subs to touch.  It is a firm boundary, one I have no interest in pushing or altering, that I do not allow "body worship" in my sessions. Some providers do, and I do not judge them for it; but it would not be pleasurable for me. Yet, I do need some intimacy in my scenes. I need to feel a connection. My feet are incredibly sensitive. Allowing a submissive to put their hands on my feet let's me feel some reciprocity in our scene but stays within my comfort zone.
I love keeping this blog. I am an exhibitionist. Do you want to see my everything? Well you can't. You probably can't. Well if you google the right combo of words maybe you can. Go, try, tell me what you find.  Today, you can not see my current everything. That level of exposure isn't enough for me anymore. Today you can see more than that, you can see my thoughts. Did we forget that I am also an ego-maniac? I am, and there will be no apologies. I love my thoughts. I love checking my blog stats and seeing that every post I share, the number of people who read not only the current post but all of my posts goes up. Sometimes it's just by a few readers, sometimes it's by a lot. You like reading my thoughts. You dirty, dirty voyeurs. I love voyeurs.  

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Exciting News to Share....

Mistress has decided to begin training a new apprentice. A couple weeks back I met with a lovely Dominant who was interested in both the room I have to rent and mentoring to me. We have talked & texted back and forth for some time now, and I think she's ready to move forward. The following is her self-description: 

Hello! My name is Mistress Sarah. I have been involved with the BDSM lifestyle for about 7 years, dabbling in different areas and broadening my curiosities; opening my mind up to new adventures I never thought I'd try. I've always had an interest in the Dominatrix world, but was always too shy to explore it. An opportunity presented itself recently, and I think it's about time to hop on board! Mistress Cassidy has agreed to take me under her wing to mentor. Will you explore with me? 

I may look shy and innocent, but don't let that fool you. I can be quite sadistic. I love to leave marks, I love to make people squirm and beg, and I love to cause physical pleasurable pain...even if it stings a little more than you wanted!

Hard Limits: blood play, mummification, knife play

Curious about: tickle play, female submissives, rope, medical play, and sissification 

For now, I'd like some willing guinea pigs for Mistress Sarah to learn some basics about safe play and techniques with. Tomorrow, Thursday, we will be hosting half hour sessions for a special of tribute of $200. You will be allowed to choose between several specific fetishes that Mistress Sarah wishes to start with. I will be present, and ultimately responsible for safety & privacy, as always. Most of the day is booked already, but we do have some evening appointments still available. Mistress Sarah also has a full vanilla life, so getting our schedules to line up is proving challenging. I believe the next time we will have time available will be this Saturday, the 24th,  morning. If tomorrow evening doesn't fit, inquire now about Saturday- available times are being booked quickly. As always, a deposit is required from new-to-me subbies. 

Some Random Tuesday...

It was a relatively quiet week in the studio last week, but I've been clicking away in the virtual dungeon. I did have a great session with the Took-10-Years-subbie mentioned in last Monday's post. Want to hear about it? My secretary slave did beg & plead, as directed, for me to share photos. I didn't end up taking any though, so his whimperings will go unrewarded.
Let's start with how does one take 10 years to be seen in person. Well one schedules a session on a Tuesday in 2007, and gets a flat tire in route to the session. One then emails Mistress apologizing profusely and sends a very generous apology gift. Mistress accepts the apology & the gift, and sub remains a member of Mistress's mostly defunct yahoo group. Shortly thereafter, Mistress moves far, far away with little intention of ever coming back to New England. Seven or eight years go by where Mistress does occasionally say hello to her subbie friends in aforementioned yahoo group. Then one Thursday Mistress announces she has temporarily returned to New England, southern Maine specifically, and she'd love to see some of the subbies if they're still hanging around. Then as fate would have it, a year later Mistress announces that she is indeed staying in New England after all and she returns to central Massachusetts. It would still take another year before Mistress found an acceptable dungeon space in Rhode Island, then a puppy would need an emergency trip to the vet on the day of the scheduled session. Finally, tires, geography, schedules & puppies would all get on the same page and last Tuesday; ten years later, let's call him sub q, would find himself on his knees in my dungeon.
Sub q arrived with a wrapped gift for Mistress. Let me share a little insider info here. I am always in a good mood when I am about to session. My get ready ritual lets me forget all about all things vanilla. When my sub is at the door, I am pausing a favorite song, taking a last look that everything is in its place & I am ready. A subbie bearing a gift though takes me from a good mood to a great mood. It doesn't have to be extravagant, a simple gift conveys that the sub is thoughtful and willing to go a little further to ensure a great experience.
My playlist for the few last weeks at the dungeon has been: Hozier, Take Me to Church, Milky Chance, Stolen Dance, George Ezra, Budapest, Prince, Adore and Neil Patrick Harris, Origin of Love. Go ahead, find them on Youtube. That is the right soundtrack to take one through undressing in front of a stranger and all that will follow. A stranger with blond hair down to her waist, a waist that's cinched to breathlessness in a black corset, who's  delicate feet are encased in silky stockings and who's toes are painted a vibrant blue. Undress, fold your clothes neatly and place them on this chair. You will be told to do it again if you did a sloppy job or if you're shoes aren't squared up and tucked under the chair. You will stand where I tell you and allow me to inspect you. I will look you over, my gaze is piercing but distant. Do I like what I see? You won't know. I will run my hands over you, at times massaging, grasping, my nails might trace a spot, I might tickle. I will do whatever I wish, and I will gauge your responses. I will stand too close to you. You might feel my breath or my hair on your neck or at your ear. And still, I am watching you, taking notes of your responses. No two sessions are the same, and this is where they diverge into their unique rhythm.  (Please note: , I won't actually share the details of a specific session without enthusiastic consent from the sub, so this isn't an actual recap of last Tuesday.)  Here is where one might find themselves blindfolded and being lead around the dungeon, watch your toes. Or if I suspect you will be a vocal sub, you may find yourself gagged. Oh, I still expect you to make noise. I expect you to say "garble, garble, yes Ma'am" whenever you are prompted. My favorite ball gag went missing so I may use one of my used stockings. If a flogging is to take place it will probably start during Stolen Dance, and continue through Budapest. If you are blindfolded for it, I am dancing through it. You can tell, the floggers will change tempo with the music. You will feel me step closer, my body move against yours. Sometimes my subs have requested tokens, marks and bruises, mementos of our time together. If this is one of those special treats for me, I will tuck the red and black suede floggers away and reach for the super stiff, long, purple leather flogger, the shorter black rubber flogger that feels like it was cut from floor mats, and the silver handled, thick, black leather that was a gift crafted for me by Master Paine. These are not supple. They will never be 'broken in'. I have many toys that will bring pain. Some that may be argued bring it more effectively or more precisely than this trio. But these are fun for me. The weight of each feels right in my hand. They each sing with a different rustle and whistle.  The purple will leave long trails across your thighs. I will likely use the rubber on your shoulders. The shorter tails lets me come in close without fear of wrap-around accidentally marking your face. The silver handled leather, if you've agreed, will stripe your bottom like a zebra or make a cross hatch that I can play tic-tac-toe on with my lipstick. And when you are breathless, when you have endured, but you can not take another moment, you might be rewarded. Maybe Mistress will let you collapse at her feet. Let you thank me. Let you massage my feet. Maybe Mistress will rub oil into your welts, it will feel both refreshing and throbbing. Mistress will bring you back to reality slowly but completely.  I will allow you however much time you need to come down before sending you back to the real world. I will see you to the door and you will know that you pleased me.