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I had sessioned with many different mistresses looking for one to satisfy my needs and pervery but so far had been mostly disappointed.

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Some were jaded too, just doing it purely for the money as long as they could carry on and get away with it in their autumn years so to speak. I suppose I was looking for the ultimate perfect fantasy mistress to session with. Someone mature, but not too old, someone very experienced, and yet still motivated enough to give their sub a really hard and interesting time, someone who genuinely was sadistic by nature.

A Mistress who was cruel, attractive, with a good body; someone inventive, one who would genuinely scare me and with a penchant to her wearing my favourite attire of latex rubber. Yes a truly gorgeous Mistress MILF who would get into my head and make me believe she really was in charge of my body and mind for the entire duration of the session. I could accept and take a reasonable amount pain from a Dominatrix but that was only one facet of my needs. I really craved someone that I thought would genuinely scare me as she put me through my paces and I had almost given up trying to find one that suited my needs when one evening while on-line and trawling through some erotic porn videos on my computer I came across a very beautiful and mature dominatrix who was giving her slave a really hard time.

God she was stunning in every sense and seemed Sadistic femdom stories have everything I ever dreamt of in a mistress including being a beautiful redhead with a fabulous figure and she was dressed very erotically in tight shiny latex rubber which she carried off extremely well in order to carry out punishments on her slave. She certainly came across as a no nonsense and sadistic mistress who really meant what she was doing as she went about the business of whipping, beating and generally torturing the poor tightly strapped down slave that was bound helplessly for her torments.

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She was making a first class job of it by all s and she was thoroughly enjoying it; although her sub was begging for mercy she gave no quarter but actually increased his pain. I had to check her out being given her name "Madam Sadistika" that appeared on the video credits and I actually found to my delight that she had a current web-site and operated as a one to one mistress.

Unfortunately however she was to be found only at her private chambers in the Czech Republic, local to Prague and so disappointed I gave up on the idea for a day or two. Eventually however my curiosity got the better of me and so I sent her an via her inquiry form to check out her session costs and also spelling out my general interests. Delighted, within two days I had a positive reply back where she explained that she was total lifestyle mistress who would only be interested in accepting and taking me on if I agreed to abide by her rules entirely.

The first of which was that I Sadistic femdom stories have to give myself completely over to her for a minimum session of two continuous days torment where I would have to stay at her chambers for the entire forty eight hours and where as she put it she would take me to a level that she only would decide what I would have to bear from her perverted mind and not myself, thus getting fully into my psyche.

I would then be required to stay over for essential care and recuperation for a couple of days after the session; such would be the level of her torments; this was mandatory. I have to admit that this sounded to Sadistic femdom stories a very scary situation for me to volunteer myself into. I was not a total masochist and so could I handle such a heavy forty eight hours session with her.

She also stated that I would have to send her definite dates that I could attend if I wished now to go ahead and then once agreed a very hefty fifty percent deposit would have to be transferred should we both decide to go ahead. The information was left with me to get back to her within three days either way, otherwise if I ignored her she would consider me a timewaster and ban me from all future arrangements with her.

I sat on the idea for a day; my stomach churned over at any thoughts of allowing her to do what she wanted on my mind and body; could I handle this I thought?

Be careful what you wish for

I mulled it over and decided this would be a special holiday anyway, spending four days in total with her; also I did not now wished to be excluded and banned so I gave in to my curiosity and contacted her again with dates that I could attend. She appeared to be very efficient and the next day I received an reply which confirmed and stated the deposit I needed to transfer into her within twenty four hours to secure the dates agreed.

She also stated that once this was done then and it would be a binding contract between us. I would be required to send her my flight details where she would then return me instructions.

I would also receive something in the post from her before I was due to fly out to hand myself over to her as she put it. I also had to fill in an intensive session form too with my to include my personal details such as my height, weight, body sizes, a recent photograph, my likes, dislikes, any medical conditions and most important, my fears as she would then tailor the sessions to best suit both of us.

I was a little apprehensive and nervous as I hit the send button on my computer to transfer the deposit. I also ed her the information form and instructions that she required from me. As she had promised with a week to go a small registered parcel arrived for me from Czechoslovakia. I opened it with slightly shaking Sadistic femdom stories due to my excitement and inside was a tightly sealed black plastic bag with a letter attached and on this sealed bag was taped a letter which read as follows. I now look forward to inviting you into my thrall — Your flight is noted and you will be met at the airport by private Taxi service arranged and provided by myself.

Any deviations from this letter will result in severe punishments. I alone then will decide on the limits of the punishments and I will mete them out accordingly. Having read and digested this I thought what cheek! Who does she think she is and how would she know if I pleasured myself or even opened the package early?

However there was something exciting about the enclosed threats that led me to believe she really meant what she stated and it gave me a thrill to believe she would find me out somehow and so I resisted peeking into the parcel and although frustrated I kept myself pure for her from now until our arranged meeting. I was up bright and early on the morning of my flight and after showering and preparing myself I opened the forbidden package with slightly trembling hands. I withdrew something made of pink latex and it turned out to be a pair of very feminine and frilly rubber Victorian bloomers.

I love latex but I was not into wearing female clothing and this sort of thing; I was quite apprehensive at the thought of wearing these through customs; who knows I may be searched.

I tried them on for fit and the cool rubber was found to be very erotic on my naked skin and they gave me a partial erection. I decided then that I would slip them on in the Airport toilets at Prague once I had cleared customs; after all how would she know? Having just over a two hour flight I arrived at my destination and cleared customs with my small suitcase and hand luggage where I had stored the "knickers" As I attempted to visit the toilets a large man approached me.

I answered him with a little suspicion as he now took hold of my case firmly.

I cursed myself for breaking her rules and not wearing the rubber underwear she had sent me as we approached a people carrier with dark windows. I sat in the back as ordered and he now gave me a pair of goggles to wear with blacked out lenses.

We sped away and around twenty minutes or so later we stopped and a few seconds later moved forward slowly. I heard a crunch on a gravel drive and we stopped.

I heard him step out from the vehicle and a few seconds later my door was opened. I stood there and I heard another person approach. This new person, another man, took my arm and guided me up some steps as the van sped off.

I was ushered inside a building and by now my heart was beating as I thought, was this set up? Was I about to be robbed or even more? The man left me and returned seconds later and then the door closed behind and I heard the lock Sadistic femdom stories. The man spoke abruptly, "You will remove the glasses now. This man who stood between me and the door was large and very well built, powerful and naked save for a pair of skin tight black rubber shorts on his muscular legs and short boots on his feet.

He was around thirty five, completely bald and he wore a heavy collar that was locked on him. He just stared back at me and now I noticed he had marks on his torso that appeared to be healed scars. My luggage was held by him and he now directed me to a small side room running off the hallway entrance.

This was panelled in oak with just a small wood table as furniture and the only natural light came from windows set high on the outside wall and these had bars fitted. With that he disappeared with my luggage. I checked my watch and it was almost midday and I kneeled there now on the oak floor for an eternity although it was just ten minutes or so.

A clip-clop of heels sounded on the hall floor tiles and Mistress Sadistika herself entered.

She certainly lived up to her photographs and more as she now closed the door slowly and very firmly behind her with her body standing between me and the outside which I found to be sinister. She just stood and stared at me for a minute, her beautiful cruel eyes expressionless, allowing me to take in her appearance. She was stunning in a cruel way with her red hair cascading onto shiny black rubber covered shoulders.

An ankle length heavy glossy rubber coat hung from and adorned her figure; this was open slightly and underneath she wore a white rubber blouse and skin tight black latex leggings which disappeared into patent ankle boots. Her makeup was perfect and she stood well over six feet tall in her high heels; she carried a red riding crop.

She continued to stand there for a minute or two and then offered me a shiny patent boot, "kiss my foot and do not slobber on it" she commanded. I did this for a few seconds and then she pointed to the floor in the centre Sadistic femdom stories the room, "now stand up there, head down and do not speak. I could smell her heady intoxicating perfume and the warm latex clothing swished as she moved, which I found to be very erotic. My head swimming with excitement she moved in very close to my face searching my eyes testing my resolve.

Her cool rubber clothing brushing my body was electric and I was now shaking with the rush of adrenaline. She spoke softly in my ear just inches away from me, "So you have turned yourself over to me for the duration; I do hope you can handle what I have in mind for you; I remind you that you have absolutely no choice in the matter now; you are my slave and prisoner for four days and nights.

She was truly asserting her authority here. I was taken aback somewhat by this as my ears rang with the blow. She stood back now bending the crop between her hands menacingly Sadistic femdom stories said sternly "Now you may look at your beautiful sadistic mistress properly and then you will remove your clothes so that I can see what you are made of; put them on the table, you have no more use of them for now".

I began to strip but dragged it out. I did as I was told and now stood there in just my underpants. She pointed at my shorts "what are those? Her male slave appeared a few seconds later carrying my small case. Your attitude so far is completely unacceptable; you obviously do not respect me, my orders and my wishes, and do you think I did not mean for you to obey the rules that were set out for you. I wonder which other of my rules you have broken.