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Saturday, April 30, 2011


will be with FADERHEAD
at 20th Century Theatre Cincinnati Ohio.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

My new red Stilettos!

Mistress had allowed me to serve Her in Her new, huge, glorious, play space. I was happy to do so. She had me help hang up some of Her many implements of bondage, pain and torture on racks that where installed on the support beams while wearing nothing but panties and strappy high heels. My cock was rock hard pretty much the whole time. Then Mistress Devlynn asked me to perform Her 8 positions and name them. I failed. I had studied them that day but in Mistresses presence my mind went blank. I wrote them over and over on the chalk board in the classroom until i had it right. Then she had me demonstrate them.
   While i was demonstrating the Whipping position,Mistress gave it a whole new meaning. She had shown me some extremely hot new red high heels She had just gotten. I soon found out how She would break them in. I've always known that i'm a sub slut but when Mistress buried her 6" heel in my ass and i loved it i knew i was home. Naturally i had to clean the shoes with my tongue. I will not forget what Mistress has taught me.

Sweet Surrender!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Pretty New Jewelry for the Bad girls!

What a sweet gift from maid mary ann for the new dungeon!
Cute, sterilizable, and heavy!
I am so happy in the new dungeon, it is so huge and luxurious.  Things are finally in order. What a beautiful dream it is here!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Happy Easter!

EVERYONE wants a spanking from Mistress Devlynn!
Even the Easter Bunny!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Do you own any Atsuko Kudo?

I do not. I would say if I choose to have something spectacular or couture, as opposed to simple basic pieces, I like to make it myself. Like with My latex nurse outfits, which could not be found any other place, a lot of the latex looks in My head have been there in My imagination since I was a teenager. The latex nurse characters in our shows were inspired a great deal by the comic books Transmetropolitan and City of Silence. All the nurses in these futuristic hospitals were always sadistic, sexy, and having fun at their patient's expense.

Ask me anything.

Are you a dacryphile?

I do enjoy causing a submissive to sob, I think it also a pleasurable experience for the submissive. This has happened twice this week, in fact. It is not a goal of mine, but it is a lovely gift.

Ask me anything.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

First Days at the New Dungeon

I have only allowed a few submissives who have served Me very well to visit up until this point.
maid maryann came to visit and help organize and clean the new little girl's room.  This is a picture of her in the new white boots I just bought! Size 12!
I like these boots so much- they are very girlish.  I am also thinking of changing maryann's hair to dark... I thought she looked good as a blond, but now that she tried on a brunette wig, I changed My mind.
That is the good thing about having dolls to play with... you can make them into whatever you want!
maryann was very impressed with the new dungeon, as everyone else has been.  I finally have a enough space for My imagination to really blossom.
The new dungeon has a bar for maids and butlers to serve drinks from, an entire room just for transformation,  a much larger schoolroom, a stripper pole (for you to learn how to seduce!)  2 hardcore dungeon rooms, and a lot more.  There really is no explaining how spacious it really is, so I will post some pictures soon.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

The New Dungeon

Putting the finishing touches on the new dungeon.
<--- This is a pic from the old one.
I will not be posting any pics of the new dungeon until it is finished.
I cannot wait to be settled here and ready to have sessions.  If you have slipped through the cracks during this hectic time for Me, feel free to email Me now to schedule time.
The new dungeon is really lovely, and a dream come true. "Housewarming" gifts of torture devices, live plants, antique mall gift certificates would be best right now.  I have decided I no longer like cut flowers and would prefer growing plants, including orchids, to something that will die and need to be trashed.  A growing plant would also allow Me to remember your gift to Me longer than just a week... think of that!
I have a very good memory and do remember My gifts and givers.  For instance, you out there, who gifted Me a tiny flogger/whip with a silver handle, I think of your goals fondly.  Another instance, after I was gifted the most lovely and terribly cruel white lighting whip, I decided to wear My all white leather suit to match!  Also to be reminded  of how cold, cruel and luscious white can be, just as black.  I believe the white lightning might be the meanest whip in My dungeon.  What a beauty!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Have you had any experience yet with forced smoking with the slave wearing a gasmask and you smoking a hookah or cigarette (using a holder of coruse) exhaling into te breathing tube?..

I have not done this yet. I recently bought a special gas mask with a funnel, I'm sure I could use it in this way also. I think it would be very neat to play with... I do a lot of breathplay and would probably do it with a clove cigarette, My preference.

Ask me anything.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Is it true that you totally love Rev. Arielle and think she's the bees knees? lol

Hmmm, I wonder who would ask this? Of course. I may have to make Her the HEAD sissification specialist of the DeSade Academy.

Ask me anything.

Is "A lovely Day with My new sleepsack" an actual account of real events or a mere ghost of what might have been?

Actual account of real events. When I publish fantasy fodder on My blog I make sure to make that clear as well. I realize this may confuse people a bit, as some of the Divine Ladies of the Venus in Furs society live out Our dreams... but yes, it is all real.

Ask me anything.

Monday, April 4, 2011

A lovely Day with My new sleepsack

Your new surprise experience was wonderful. Standing beside you and as you helped guide me into the body case, I forgot what you called it, didn’t want to call it a body bag, was a very pleasant experience in itself. Then, once inside, it was immensely pleasurable as you looped, tugged, pressed my body while tightening the ropes around me until I was completely immobile with the exception of shuffling my feet.   I enjoyed this new venture into extreme defenselessness with you as my guide immensely. There was actually one moment where I almost was overcome with panic though. That was when you lowered the zipper and inserted the inflatable gag. As you were zipping me back up my nose became slightly constricted by the pressure of the cloth and I suddenly was overcome with a feeling that I could not breathe. In my muffled voice I tried to say this, you immediately responded “You can’t breathe?” It’s funny, as soon as I heard your voice and the concern in it I immediately felt ok and relaxed. It was like knowing that you were there and watching out for my safety burst the fear bubble and all of its “air” was let out. I kind of collapsed into my new comfortable, warm cocoon ready for what “tricks” you had in store for me. I soon found out in a very stinging way what you had in mind. You had decided that paddling was out that day, but not caning! And although I was totally encased, I would discover that this barrier was about as protective to my apprehensive and soon to be sore rear end as single ply tissue paper. After you had me immobilized you secured the top portion of the bag to your cross supporting my whole body from its beam. At first I was not in proper position for a good swing so you grabbed me and maneuvered me positioning my butt into an easily accessible target for your instruments of punishment.  I heard you selecting one of your tools. I was getting kind of worried that you might select your horribly painful whip. I closed my eyes and bit down on your new gag. I actually kind of like it. I am able to override some of the sting by biting down hard on it when your stings are becoming overwhelming, a feature which I would soon need to take full advantage of.  Then I heard the first swish “Thwack!” OW! It startled me but it didn’t seem too bad. I thought that this was going to be easy, then I found out that you had just been warming up. I received a blinding jolt, “WHAAP!!!!”, OUCH!!! This STING covered both cheeks right at about the middle and even though the impact was only a period of milliseconds it felt like the whole line was now covered with angry stinging, biting yellow jackets pumping their fiery venom into my flesh. The pain just kept pushing deeper and deeper into the muscle. OHHHH!  I remember it lifted me onto my toes! OWWWWWW!!! What a sting! My mouth immediately started watering, saliva dripping down my chin through my forced open lips. Oh IT Burned!   I bent over some thinking that stretching the skin might help to alleviate some of the sting. Oh, that was a mistake! I think that you took this as a challenge because you then let loose with a barrage that finally over whelmed me. WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP! …….…….On and on it seemed to go. I lost count! My mind screamed, “Oh My God!!! Please let it stop!!” I straightened up trying to move out of the way. I was trapped though. I couldn’t maneuver out of the way.  I wanted to grab my cheeks but my hands were secured in arm length leather gauntlets and strapped to my side. I felt the first tears overflowing my eyes. OWWW!! OWWW!! OWWW!! I was now struggling, do I safe word?  Will she even hear it if I do?  I found myself with the choice of safewording or just letting go and crying. So, I just let go and let my mind sink into oblivion of sobbing. What a wonderful release for me. When you make me cry, I am suddenly flooded with a wash of endorphins resulting in an immense sense of well being. I truly love this release. Maybe I am weird but I don’t care anymore. It works for me. Then you took a break and walked away. I heard you leave the room. OOOHHH!!! My cheeks were on fire!! I found that I could swish my bottom around against the material of the casing providing some relief but not quite enough. My right arm was totally unable to touch my rear but I was able to move my left back. AAHHH!! That felt good! I was able to squeeze my left cheek and rub some sting out! Then “GET YOUR HANDS BACK AT YOUR SIDES!” Sorry, you caught me. You came back in and roughly positioned me back, pulling my hips back away from the cross, bending me over and let lose another tear blinding barrage of vicious cane strokes on my already inflamed cheeks! OWWW!!!! OWWWW!!! OWWWW!!!!!  The impacts were knocking me up on my toes! The sting was excruciating! My legs were on the verge of collapsing fortunately being secured to the cross beam helped them with their burden of supporting my body.   Very quickly I was reduced to sobbing again. You overwhelmed me, but you know I loved it. Thank you.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Do these gloves go with this outfit?

They don't look nice, but looks can be deceiving... As we all know, I look very nice!
These are My new Rimba electro gloves!
I am so excited about this new toy I am practically obsessed.
They are terribly cruel and completely subject to My whims.  COMPLETE and utter CONTROL, down to the millisecond, of frequency, current, pressure! and of course placement.  I am absolutely smitten!
Thank you to the submissive who made sure they ended up where they belong... on My hands, wreaking havoc!

So don't laugh when you see Me wearing ugly gloves... you might regret it!