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June 2007
Back from Poland at slave Ian's expense.
This time I managed to get through customs without having to exhibit my choice of underwear and dildos to the amused security staff and, thank heavens, slave Ian now wears an old pair of rolled-up socks in his bra because his false silicon breasts show up like Semtex on the x-ray machines. Always a laugh trying to explain, especially in a foreign language.
Security made everyone take their shoes off to walk through the x-rays but I'm not sure if it was meant as a prank or some form of punishment but they were probably too busy giggling at us to notice slave Ian's corsetry.
Luckily I took a copy of Richard Littlejohn's new book, "Littlejohn's Britain" with me just to remind me how dreadful this country has become.
After coming back from Poland, slave Gareth took me for lunch in town. He's travelled all over Europe looking to add to his vast collection of hard-core pornography but has never visited Krakow. Slave Gareth works as a toilet brush in a gay club and loves animals.
Nuts About Climate Change
While I was away, some animal rights lunatic has written to the government to demand we all go on a vegan diet to save the world from global warming. Well I like animals but they're also nice on a plate with gravy so that's a non-starter with me. But this got me thinking. Why aren't these maniacs locked up in a cell and beaten about the head with a heavy stick until they see sense? Obviously the government is encouraging them by giving them money. So I've decided to send HMG my own daft idea in an attempt to wangle some tax-payers' money for my "scientific research". Throw in some unprovable nonsense about carbon emissions and polar bears and I should qualify for a huge grant.
My idea is that everyone should get a good caning every week to reduce climate change, as it's now called. But Miss Spiteful, how will this save the planet? I hear you ask. Well, idiot boy, by thrashing your bottom your cheeks will get very hot and warm you up, therefore you won't need to turn on your central heating and so save energy. Think yourself lucky this service is not yet offered by your local council and is still tax-free.
6 March 2007
Maybe I shouldn't keep laughing at the chimps' tea-party that calls itself the Home Office because now I've received a demand to fill in a diversity form to ensure I'm punishing enough people from ethnic minorities. Apparently I'm punishing too many white English people and I have to make amends. Therefore, I'm going to insist that some of you black up when you visit to help fill my quota. If that doesn't appeal, maybe you could wear a burka and pretend to be a transvestite; that would fill a month's quota in one visit. I just hope I don't get a visit from 'elf and safety.
Still, at least I've got most of the colonials and Empire ticked off.
I shall be invading Poland on 14 May for a couple of days. Invading is the correct term, isn't it? Everyone else seems to use it. I'll be going to Krakow to be precise and I love visiting these old, east European cities as they're so interesting and I like the Poles. Anyway, it'll be like home from home because most restaurants I visit nowadays are staffed with Poles; makes me wonder what all the Australians are doing.
10 February 2007
I'm back. A number of people have written to say I haven't updated my site for a while; that's because I'm lazy. I've also been trying to help our beleaguered half-wit of a Home Secretary clear the backlog of prisoners by offering to cane them mercilessly - because they need understanding and love: I understand they deserve punishment and I love thrashing them. I've already offered to give an extra 36 strokes to those who make their living from crime, such as solicitors, judges, etc. now, I'm going to extend the offer to anyone employed at the Home Office to help them buck their ideas up a bit.
I think I should become an evangelist too because when I cane these miscreants, after about 50 strokes they start moaning for God.
Unfortunately, I've increased my fee since Christmas, this is to help reduce my carbon footprint and save the planet from getting hot when the sun shines. Or something like that and it also helps to buy my groceries too. Anyway, it's cold in the UK at the moment and there's snow on the ground so the price increase must have worked. Green? It's not me who's green.
Slavery
Our incompetent government is forever trying to tax us on our property so I was excited to read that they, the government, are planning some sort of celebration of slavery later this year. I'm surprised they haven't tried to ban it. I intend to take Quilp along with him dressed in his rubber slave harness and his new chastity device, to show him off; proud and rampant. I do hope they'll be some sort of market where you can purchase a new slave or two; I need a couple to do the housework. I believe there used to be a slave market in Kennington in the 1990s, I think, but it's so good to see the old traditions of Britain still going strong. I wonder if they'll have a firework display.
Christmas Eve
Roll on Christmas, I can't wait to see all the presents I'm going to receive off everyone; or else.
I want to wish everyone who visited me last year, or wanted to visit, and those who visited this website, a very Happy Christmas. I've received a lot of emails from people across the Colonies and Dominions: Rob in NZ, Sam in Oz, Glen in SA; Rick in Canada (or Kanader as he wrote; you'll get an extra six for that, Rick) and Lex in Texas. Yes, we'll get that back one day.
Happy Christmas, everyone, everywhere, even those who believe Christmas is offensive.
1 December 2006
What excellent news about slavery. Our glorious PM has finally apologized for slavery and although it's difficult to believe a word the man says, I accept his apology. The standard of slave one gets these days leaves much to be desired so I hope that slaves take heed and buck up their ideas.
Also, I see they're about to teach schoolchildren about slavery in school. From the school room straight into domestic servitude for all those deemed worthy of serving a Mistress and the beauty of it is I won't have to train them to do anything as they'll have learnt how to be a slave at school. Now if only they'd bring back discipline.
8 November 2006
I've been discharged from jury service and I never had the chance to watch someone being taken down and beaten for their misdemeanours; not even a poor old pensioner who couldn't pay their Council Tax. The British Judicial system is so unfair.
Therefore, I've decided that if any solicitor, lawyer, barrister or judge visits me, I'll give them a really hard 12 strokes of the cane for no extra cost. How kind I am. Talking of cost, read the next bit.
Price Increase
I am going to put the fee up after the New Year by £20. This increase is to combat the effects of global warming and will help save the environment, the planet and endangered species. I know it's unbelieveable but I understand this is what everyone says before charging more for the same service.
Anyway, I've been charging £120 since 2002 and that's long before anyone thought of using this global warming wheeze.
What else is new? More Dominafuhrer stories. Read them! Or else. Or else I'll send slave Ian around to read them to you.
18 October 2006
Jury Service
This jury service is a brilliant laugh. You have to think of it as taking part in a low-life TV reality game show, "I'm Prison Scum, Get Me Outta Here". The defendants have to say absolutely anything to avoid the booby prize of a spell in prison but they have to say it with a straight face or they win the "Contempt of Court" prize.
The defence and prosecution deride, speak and act with incredulity at any witness from the other side as though it were a weasel politician giving evidence whilst treating their own team with a due deference normally reserved for the crazed rantings of a mad mullah demanding the beheading of Christians in Trafalgar Square.
They only need to boo and hiss and it's a pantomime.
The courtroom is great, just like being at home, really: men in wigs and gowns, men in uniforms, ritual humiliation of the accused and "school-boy Simon"; I had no idea he was a judge in real life.
Unfortunately, the other 11 good and true citizens are a mixture of idealistic youth, wet liberals or burger-eating lack-wits who "fink the Bill is lying coz I fink it was dem wo' dun it" so I haven't had the enjoyment of seeing someone being sentenced to a damned good thrashing, yet
Anyway, after all that excitement, I've also loaded another set of stories from slave Ian's serial The Godmother; this is Part Two because Part One has ended.
8 October 2006
Well I survived Antwerp although Customs and Excise took a great deal of interest in my case going out from England, so I can only assume they wanted to look at my collection of vibrators I always take with me when away from home. Maybe there weren't any illegal immigrants sneaking into the country at that moment so they were at a bit of a loose end. Piss-boy Gareth advised me to take slave Ian to a club, which turned out to a notorious gay-bar where Ian would have been buggered senseless; I made him take me to a restaurant instead and buggered his bank balance.
Speaking of Slave Ian, reminds that I have uploaded more episodes of his new serial, The Godmother.
Next week, (16 October) I have to do jury service so the telephone and email might be a bit late in being answered.
14 September 2006
Now you can buy the images and videos, that were in the members' area, direct by contacting me. I hope to have a PO box number up and running soon but you can contact me by email and I'll send you directions of how to buy them in the meantime.
9 September 2006
At last, I have prodded slave Ian to write his new Dominafuhrer serial, The Godmother. This is set in 1956 and if you haven't read the full series, Miss Spiteful's War, Miss Spiteful's Gold and now The Godmother, the stories follow the lives of 6 Dommes in the 1940s and 1950s. Slave Ian writes about this period because he remembers it all very well, just like yesterday, he tells me.
However, I am in two minds whether to publish these stories because, I must warn you, they contain references to smoking cigarettes. Not cannabis, which is harmless according to the Home Office, but tobacco. Everyone knows this is about the worst possible thing you can do in Britain today, apart from being white and Christian, so I agree with that advertisement that we should Stub It Out. For my part, I stub them out on someone's testicles.
6 September 2006
Slave Ian has given me the first 37 episodes of his new Dominafuhrer series, which I shall be loading tomorrow.
29 August 2006
Okay, I have given up on having a membership area on this site. Another finance company has declined to give me an account due to some of the images and wording in a number of the stories. Well that's tough because I don't like being told I have to censor this site until it becomes acceptable to someone I've never met. I am fed up having to think twice about everything I say or do in this country in case someone gets offended.
A number of the stories contain the word rape in reference to anal penetration; women on submissive men. I am not promoting rape or running a site showing images and videos of rape, yet I can easily pop into a bookshop and buy a crime novel (or Shakespeare) on this theme.
Therefore, no more membership.
I receive a disturbing email from slave Ian, entitled, "A few no-noes for Belmarsh" regarding my forthcoming jury summons. He points out that the following no longer apply
The Death Penalty
The Pillory
Public Whipping
Branding
Transportation
Military or Naval Duty
Forfeiture of Lands and Goods
And apparently only the judge gets to pass sentence, which can only be a fine or imprisonment. How boring, still at least I'm open to bribery if anyone wants to buy my vote.
21 August 2006
Oh happy day! Would you believe that at long last I am going to serve on the jury at the local crown court (Belmarsh prison). Now I can get to judge someone properly and find them guilty as charged. I've already written to the Lord High Chief Justice to offer my services for punishing the miscreant after I've found him guilty; as I'm sure he is. And please, spare me the lilly-livered liberal nonsense of Innocent until proven guilty; why would he be called the accused if he's innocent? Belmarsh Prison holds some of Britain's worst criminals, outside of the Government, including hook-handed Hamza, the nation's favourite shiekh.
No doubt the crime detection rate will go up in the Greenwich area as many miscreants turn themselves in to the police in the hope of a free caning off me.
Well more problems for the Spiteful Girl. This new credit card processing company hasn't replied to my email since they did a scan on my site and found numerous violations. So, after editing my site, I find they might not want to deal with me. That leaves me to sell all media direct via CD or DVDs; probably off the back of a lorry.
18 August 2006
I am just about to re-open the membership galleries. If anyone still has a Verotel membership, please click the link on this page and download as much/little as you want. I'll be closing this link at the end of August and deleting all remaining memberships.
If anyone still has a membership running, please contact me by email.
Regarding all the videos that fell foul of Verotel's policy on extreme violence (who, me?) I still have copies of these files and if anyone is interested, I'll let you have them; but probably not until after August as I need to load software for them.
16 August 2006
This gets better and better. I've tried to get a different credit card processing company to get payments authorised to a membership area and they've found a whole new set of non-compliant files and images; mostly stories containing the word rape. Hamlet is going to answer to me for that. Also, a throwaway sentence I wrote on this page is construed as promoting something illegal. I've deleted that straightaway! So, I now have to edit a number of stories, remove any image that would offend anyone who's still living in the 1950s and anything else that anyone, anywhere in the world would find contentious. I can, however, have "cum over her face" shots though. Obviously, I shall have to sell videos, etc, privately.
And all the interesting things I could be doing instead, such as looking out of the window.
16 August 2006
Despite my recent troubles, I am attempting to get a deal with another credit card provider to operate the membership and I hope to be able to sell videos privately, those that can't be shown on the Internet anyway. By a twist of irony, the images that caused offence have now been removed anyway because they are no longer relevant. My friend, Jon Blake, told me they were a bit "in your face" so maybe there was cause for complaint but I'm sure the images of corporal punishment were no worse than on other sites. Oh well, what's done is done.
If you want to learn how to do authentic Japanese rope bondage, then Jon is holding a series of workshops at The Fortress. You can read more about it by clicking this link .
7 August 2006
What's New? Well I'm afraid the membership has had to be suspended until I work out a different way of selling memberships or videos over the net.
What happened was this...
unfortunately, someone contacted Verotel to say he couldn't see the videos for some reason and I spent the night re-loading them and checking them to see they worked okay. However, the Verotel salesman contacted their technical support people, who then tried some of videos. Now I have to admit, some of my videos aren't for the squeamish but I doubt they're any worse than anyone else's. The engineer obviously didn't like them because then I get an email from Verotel's compliance team. This is where I knew the members' area was going to cause trouble. I was told that a lot of the images were not compliant with Verotel's risk policy so I removed the CP galleries and the Dungeon galleries. Then this guy started looking around the rest of the site and began finding all sorts of images he wasn't happy with and demanded I remove them or lose access to Verotel's credit card facility.
Well I don't like being told what I can and cannot put on my website, especially the parts that do not concern Verotel. If people visit this site and they don't like it, they can exit and go elsewhere but I'm not having some Dutchman, unrelated to this scene, tell me which images I have to use. So Verotel suspended my account. I'm really sorry for those of you who have recently taken out a membership but you should contact Verotel direct as they're holding all the money from the past month. I haven't been paid and I won't get paid for another six months.
If you're a member contact pjmaka@verotel.com direct and ask him for an explanation, and your money back.
12 July 2006
After being told I must apologize to my slaves for mistreating them, (see below) an imbecile called Dave now wants me to love teenage thugs and hooligans; hopefully he didn't mean in a carnal sense. Now, you might be very surprised to learn that I, too, am very liberal-minded when it comes to dealing with teenage delinquents, teddy-boys and the like. I believe wholeheartedly in a liberal use of the cane, slipper and tawse. What's needed is a good, hard caning of 90 strokes; that'll improve morale and behaviour. Oh, I feel your pain all right, but not as much as you will.
Poor Rob from New Zealand. We've written to each other for a couple of years and on his recent trip to England he tried twice to book appointments when he was left to his own devices - and I was unable to see him on either occasion. Oh well, it could be worse, he could be on the other side of the world.
And, at last, the football's over; it's all been a bit of a blur for me, I'm afraid. Did England win?
26 June 2006
The World Becomes Surreal pt 2
No sooner have I demanded that slaves should apologize to us for their past behaviour and wrong-doing when Lo! A noble savage appears in the daily papers bound in chains, on his knees begging for forgiveness. Personally, I would have had him naked with a black plug inserted but slave Andrew Hawkins made a fine example of abject humiliation in front of the assembled throng. Now what irrational demands can I extract from my own slaves? Slave Ian has already apologized to me for the bad weather I suffered on holiday.
16 June 2006
I'm off! Again! This time to glamorous Tenby, second home of the rich and famous. No, I made that bit up but I am going on holiday next week so emails and telephone calls won't be answered. Slave Ian has promised to give me the final draft of his new series, The Godmother; the third serial in his Dominafurher series before I go so I can read it on holiday.
29 May 2006
I'm back. I made it to Florence and managed to get all my contraband through Customs, although Customs were probably far too busy stopping all the illegal immigrants at the gates of England to worry about me. After Florence, I'm off to Tenby - there's glamour for you, and I shall be away between 17 - 24 June inclusive. Which is a bit of a shame because two people wanted to visit that week.
The World Becomes Surreal
Before I left for Florence, I noticed in the press, some drug-crazed lunatic employed by yet another Government-funded (ie taxpayer-funded) Marxist organisation demanding we apologise for slavery. What? Apologise for slavery? Whatever next? Repeal the birch? Ban discipline in schools? Well they're going to be pretty hard-pressed to get me to apologise for slavery. Apologise? Slaves should be apologising to me for whatever it is they should apologise for.
Back to normality now; last week I visited Mistress Leona who gave me a brand new smoked, baby Dragon. This, in case you think I'm a drug-crazed lunatic, is a very whippy, thin Dragon cane. I don't know why it's called smoked apart from the fact it's darker than a normal cane and it's a baby because it was picked as a young reed. Does it hurt, though? Oh yes, it hurts. I tried it on hapless slave Blake and it raised some really lovely looking welts across his bottom. No, I didn't apologise to him either.
Over the past couple of months my PC has been the victim of hacking attempts and low-level Trojans (see below). I've always enjoyed using a computer but this constant scanning of the computer has turned a pleasure into an unwelcome chore. A man who, reportedly, gave up his job to become a full-time hacker is facing extradition to the US and the threat of a 60-year jail sentence. 60 years? He should visit me; he'll think he got off lightly with only 60 years.
7 May 2006
Andiamo a Firenze. We are going to Florence. Oh yes!! For a whole week I am going to be in Florence for a holiday. Can it get any better than that?
Some of you schoolboys and girls who visit me and this website might be interested in a story in today's papers. A new website called Evil Detentions has been set up which details all the horrible detentions that teachers have thought up to give out now that six of the best is unfortunately banned in schools. Some are quite funny. Apparently, the site owners are asking for suggestions but they must not be obscene, illegal or depraved, which bars me on all three counts to participate. The authors are teachers and the site is aimed at teachers and educators but I bet a lot of Mistresses will be dipping into the site for ideas. You can tell its written by a teacher because of the appalling errors in spelling and grammar on the home page. I kid you not.
If you want to visit the site you need to go to Evil Detentions, click What's New and follow the links to Evil Detentions.
Ciao.
28 April 2006
What a dreadful couple of weeks. I downloaded a Trojan onto my computer and couldn't get rid of it; I ended up re-formatting the PC. Unfortunately, I've had to close the site down a couple of times. If this was inconvenient for any of you then you have my sympathy, but hey, who are you going to complain to? Me?
On top of that I had to deal with a real charmer called JPF Martins (Jose from Valladolid), who for some reason best known to himself, midway through some emails, wrote to say I was a f**king ugly, old bitch. Ha-ha-ha. Well I might be all of those things but he quite clearly demonstrated a rather nasty, malevolent streak.
Other than those little problems, it's been a good month; I've had a lot of people return who used to come here years ago so it's great to see old faces again.
And, as I write this, Quilp is in his gimp suit lying prostate on the floor waiting for me to take it out on him.
6 April 2006
Mistress Heather, who runs the Fetish Fair, has written to me to tell me she's got a new venue for the Fetish Fair. These are great events because you can mix with others in a non-threatening atmosphere and also pick up a couple of new toys as well. You don't have to go in fetish wear, you can just turn up and enjoy yourself. If you're interested and fancy attending, the venue is at: The Prodigal, Love Lane, in the City of London on 9 April. You can check out the stall-holders at The Fetish Fair.
1 April 2006
I'm getting better at using my video editing software, mostly through practice; but at least I'm not making the same mistakes as I did when I first started using it (I've just noticed I've accidentally left a clip of me taking photographs in one video). Now I'm beginning to use two cameras and I've given George 6 of the best and filmed it with both cameras.
Also, another session with John Plimsoll which ended with him being suspended by rope upside down by his ankles.
Roll on May when I'm off to Florence on holiday; I love this place, I love the food and I love the wine.
11 March 2006
One of the great things about this "job" is meeting very pleasant and agreeable new people all of the time. That's why it's always interesting, shall I say, to meet the exception who proves the rule. I recently, against my better judgment, allowed a pompous Colonel Blimp character to visit; I think he called me a blithering idiot for being so damned far out in the back of beyond, what! Fitz, if you read this, you are the rudest man I've come across on this scene. What a character he was.
The same day, I did a double session with Mistress Leona on Quilp. Boy, can he scream! Even with a ball gag in his mouth he whinnies like a stuck pig. I should be able to put that video up soon.
Lunch with Seb Cox who gave me one of his pantras, a new anal toy to try out. I used it on Maid Joni who cried it was, "ssoooooooo niceeeeeeeeeeeeee". Her voice trailled off at that point. MJ claimed it felt like she was coming for 5 minutes, what on earth would that feel like, I wonder?
One last thing, spare a thought for an old friend, Derek, who used to visit me. I say used to because Derek suffers from Parkinson's Disease. Derek travelled here every month from the Kent coast. His journey was broken by engineering works at Strood and he had to struggle off the train, onto a bus then back onto the train again. Then he had to repeat the journey going home. He distintegrated over the years he came here and now he lives in Whitstable hospital waiting to die. He never managed to make his "one last visit" he wanted. So when I hear "I'm in the back of beyond" it makes me somewhat annoyed.
18 February 2006
What can I say about the American and British soldiers who were photographed torturing and kicking prisoners under their control? Great stuff; I've picked up some really great new ideas for interrogation and torture sessions; thanks lads.
I'm sure everyone will look forward to entering the new Jellybean Jeff competition. Anyone who's watched Jeff in action, especially in the members' galleries, will be impressed with Jeff's natural talent to disgust.
Sainsbury's vs The Co-op.
I'm always on the look-out for new household items and today I bought a set of wooden spoons for the kitchen from Sainsbury's. They're rather disappointing I'm afraid to say because the handles are very spindly. The Co-op used to sell very solid, thick wooden spoons, very robust; I think the Sainsbury's spoons will break the minute I put them across someone's bottom.
Self Censorship
A disturbing email from Mike who runs the London Mistress' website about "adult sites". You'd better get a good look at this site now because I'm going to have to remove some of the more "interesting" pictures soon.
1 February 2006
A friend of mine, Seb Cox, has sent me a new toy, called the Pantra, which gives an anal orgasm and a heightened orgasm in general. You can view the toy at www.prantra.co.uk; it's a prostrate stimulator and it looks very interesting. I've used one on Jellybean Jeff and it got his seal of approval - all over the bloody floor. If you want to buy one for yourself, please contact Prantra direct.
The mention of Jellybean Jeff probably tells you that there's going to be a new competition coming shortly. The first prize is a caning session; it's not a free session because you'll be told to pay for it but it will be a caning session and the lucky winner will suffer.
Thanks to Rob who kindly gave me a tip about the links on my pages and Mark who also gave me some tips on videoing.
11 January 2006
What a busy week; anyone would think domination was going out of fashion. One of my visitors this week was Mark, with whom I made a video. This is a really hard whipping video and will be available to members in the members' area soon. Mark thought my sjamboek was really severe. This session was more informal than my normal judicial punishments but at least I gave my arm a good work out after all the food and drink over Christmas. Hmmm, maybe instead of going to the gym, I might try caning everyone instead. I could make an exercise video of it.
This week we had Nawashi Murakawa stopping with us and I picked up some Japanese green tea for him at Borough Market. I got into conversation with the stall holder and ended up explaining who he was and about rope bondage; I think he was quite embarrased, poor love.
5 January 2006
Well that's that over. Quilp is really pleased he doesn't have to be tortured whilst singing Christmas Carols for another year. Now I have to start the diet. I hope you all enjoyed my Christmas Cards that I had specially printed on Quilp's belly.
Now, who's first for a good 132 of the best?
16 December 2005
Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat and so, too, is Miss Spiteful. Looking at the videos I've made over the past couple of years I notice how my weight has gone up, especially in the last year. Oh well, let's have another mince pie.
I can't wait for Christmas because I enjoy it so much; I really don't understand people who don't. You don't enjoy Christmas? Let me give you six of the best with the anus whip and see if you enjoy that.
My friend Nawashi has a new website; and he's left here now. He was living in our loft for most of the summer but now he's moved back to Walthamstow and is busy turning his new place into a Japanese temple or something.
Nick and I have a house full of friends this year so this might be the last update before the New Year.
Hamlet is going to invite me to lunch next week, which is nice of him; isn't it, Hamlet?
5 December 2005
At last, I've uploaded some videos although I understand there's some problem with the sync between the sound and action. Now I have to learn a different video editing software package to correct the problem. This is so much fun, I can't wait to start learning another programme. There's 6 videos of me doing something illegal to these guys. Join the membership and you can see them.
Other than that, nothing.
The Curse Of Miss Spiteful
I begin to wonder if it is worth carrying on with Domination any longer.
I recently booked a guy for a 3 hour bondage session but he neither had the courtesy to turn up nor telephone me to let me know. I wonder what he would have said if I hadn't bothered to turn up; if he had come all this way from Waterloo and I had someone else here. Of course, like a lot of people who are just about to visit, he might have had an accident. It's amazing the number of people who break their ankles or have a car crash or their car breaks down, their budgerigar has died, they've been bitten by their local MP, or some other nonsense just before their appointment, hence "The Curse of Miss Spiteful". Yet at least they let me know.
I have to say, I do get fed up with the attitude of some visitors or rather, non-visitors.
After that, we have this corrupt and deceitful government threatening to close down violent porn sites. That's great but I'm sure they won't go after organised crime in case the police have to do some detecting so the chances are they'll pick easy targets and close down domination sites. On those cheery notes, enjoy the rest of my site.
26 October 2005
I meet slave Gareth for lunch and he tells me, amusingly, the swastika I burnt into his back at a club in 1999 has disappeared. You're next Hamlet, you're next.
Those of you who've been paying attention will have noticed that some of the photographs are different on this site; I intend to take up Gareth's suggestion that I need to add more photographs of myself on this site, probably in some of the galleries.
7 October 2005
I've recently bought a new computer but unfortunately, I've had to re-format the dammed thing so emails are not being answered. If you've sent me an email recently and I've not replied, perhaps you can send it again and I'll reply, hopefully, provided the thing works. So frustrating; I'll have to take it out on someone.
Lynndie England
3 years imprisonment? What can they be thinking of? People pay good money for the sort of services she was giving to the Iraqis. How ungrateful these people are.
27 September 2005
Gay Paree! Why is it called gay, I wonder? but what could be more civilised than sitting on the Champs Elysee drinking coffee and watching the world go by? Paris is such a lovely, romantic city.
Slave Ian invited me to spend some time with him at his Parisian flat on the Avenue Monceau, which turned out to be located in the Radisson Hotel. Lovely, very expensive but lovely. I've found Parisians rather unhelpful when I've been there in the past but they've mellowed I think. Maybe it's because this time I didn't mention the 200th anniversary of Trafalgar.
Everything went well until we came back through customs, "Excusez-moi; il y a un problème". Unfortunately, slave Ian's silicon tits showed up as plastic explosive in his case. After rifling through his ladies underwear and slave Ian offering to dress up for the gentlemen, thankfully they let us come back to England. It's easier to get into Britain as an illegal immigrant.
Boy Wonder turns up and presents me with a lovely canvas based picture he's made of me - the picture on the home page. Thank you Vince that was very kind of you.
I've made a number of videos of some of my CP sessions; these are actual sessions. However, I'm afraid I don't always have the time to edit and load these films on the site, because I have to do it all myself, but I will load the files I've got as soon as I can. Apologies if anyone is waiting for photographs taken during their session; you'll get them soon.
20 September 2005
What's New? I'm off to Paris for another holiday, that's what.
18 August 2005
Human Nature
Now and again I hear people say they think that some Dommes are only doing this for the money. How many other Mistresses would do this, I wonder? I recently met a young chap who was very much into bondage. He came along a couple of times and then telephoned me to ask if he could have a session and pay for it next week because he was skint. I don't usually like doing this because it puts me on the spot but I agreed to do it and, believe it or not, a week later he paid up. It goes to show how intrinsically honest most people are.
At last some teachers have come to their senses and demanded the return of the cane in schools. We'll soon have the Empire back once we can thrash discipline into young, and not so young, men.
George received another thrashing today for some reason or other and he told me a charming tale about the story on my site entitled Charles, The Errant Schoolboy. Apparently, George passed the story to a friend who stuck it on the noticeboard at work; the story then went around all the branches of this company
I've recently decided to update my web-authoring software from GoLive 6 to GoLive CS2 so some of the pages might not work as they should. The only trouble is my computer is not fast enough to handle the new software so now I have to buy a new computer. Ouch! I'm also trying to learn how to put more videos - I've got some stunning caning shots - on the website.
1 August 2005
I've just bought a lovely black uniform jacket with a proper belt that goes over the shoulder - just right for the judicial punishment sessions I enjoy giving. Those on the scene who feel wearing this type of uniform is beyond the pale (and there's a number of mistresses who do) just don't understand that it's not about ideology but POWER. Anyway, I shall strut about in Nazi uniform irrespective of what others think. Miss Spiteful is defiant.
I have allowed slave Ian permission to take me away for a couple of days to Paris during 21 - 23 September so I shan't be taking appointments or answering emails on those days. Lucky me!
My maid and domestic Little Dorothy met me in town last week and I took her to have a nipple piercing at a place called Tusk; a very nice place. I recommend it.
Some left-wing lunatic has demanded that school children should not hear the word failure during their lifetime. Good Lord, what is this stupid woman doing? Doesn't she realise that all school children are failures and need to be beaten with tawse and cane? Regularly! And the slipper for that frightful boy from Newcastle. That's my way of teaching. She'll be driving me out of business with idiotic bleating like this.
17 May 2005
Berlin. Berlin is a city that London should be. The streets are clean and well kept, the people are polite and friendly and the food is to die for. Real ice-cream, real chocolate and cream cakes the size of house bricks. Lovely. How very different from our own dear capital city.
Whilst in Berlin I managed to buy some beeswax candles. Anyone who's received my waxing treatment (pubic and anal hair ripped out once the wax has cooled) will be pleased to hear I've got enough candles for a couple of months.
I couldn't visit any SM clubs in Berlin because I needed a holiday; most people I've spoken to have asked if I went to any scene events but I visit these places to see the sites. There's a number of German Dommes linked to my site if anyone is interested and I have to say, the Germans do appear to be very sadistic and very well-equipped.
My next holiday will be a week in Pembroke at the end of June.
4 April 2005
Is there anyone out there who can show me how to put videos on the web? I've got Adobe Premiere and I can't work out how to set the software to export for the web. Why are these things always so complicated?
Two stories appeared in the papers last week. First one concerned Russian scientists who discovered that a good spanking/caning was good for you. Well I could have told them that. Apparently they charge £57 per session, a little less than I do, so if you're in Moscow and fancy a caning, there's your chance. Sounds a bit dodgy to me though.
The other story concerned missing Nazi gold and that leads very nicely into Slave Ian's serial of Miss Spiteful's Gold. Ian has written about how those fun-loving girls from the first serial, Miss Spiteful's War, steal gold from East Berlin.
Please note that I am visiting Berlin between 9 - 13 May - I can't wait because the last holiday I had was a year ago when I visited Lisbon; my partner Nick was taken ill not long afterwards. I just hope Berlin is ready for me.
I will not be updating this website so regularly for the next couple of months because someone has asked me to build them a website so I'm going to concentrate on that. I will be updating this site though when I get the chance.
7 March
In line with recent court judgements, all schoolgirl scenarios will now involve the schoolgirl wearing a black dust sheet and men's shoes. Sexy! Oh, and if I say you'll get stoned, it might not mean quite what you think. I wonder how Dommes will do school punishments in 30 years time; if teachers are no longer allowed to discipline in schools with the cane and humiliation how will anyone understand the subtleties in years to come? You'd better get an appointment for a couple of dozen while I'm still doing it.
22 February
Two visits to Fettered Pleasures to buy lots more equipment; I managed to spend £1800 of slave Ian's hard earned credit card. If anyone out there fancies taking me shopping, just give me a call - I know all about restraint. We had a marvellous time and afterwards, I allowed him to take me for lunch. I'm sure I'll have Quilp modelling all of the items I bought before long.
Quilp rang me on the way up there and asked if I was going to buy a CB3000 chastity device; it's his fear that I'm going to put him into chastity to stop him masturbating (I don't allow him to have sex with anyone). I think I'll get him to take me there and ask the shop assistants to fit it for me.
Another great session with a cp enthusiast Rick, who dressed very authentically as a sailor for his punishment. Rick gives me great lines to feed off such as asking me if he's passed the dope test. How refreshing compared to those who have been trained to murmur only, "Yes, Mistress".
I sat and watched a programme called "Why Men Wear Frocks" the other day featuring Grayson Perry, the artist, and I was very taken with his sense of humour at the end of the programme when he was catcalled by market traders in Chapel Street Market. Bizarrely, we have the same dress-maker; Sonja makes his dresses and she makes my uniforms.
10 February
My birthday tomorrow so I expect a lot of birthday presents from everyone.
Again, someone new to the scene has telephoned me to say they'd like to come along but everything looks too severe. If someone doesn't want a heavy session then I don't offer it to them. I realise some only want a sensuous tied and teased session and don't want to be marked. Please rest assured that not all my sessions are full of blood and gore; I do have some restraint.
Talking of restraint, I am buying a new body bag for those who prefer rubber bondage to rope; hopefully this weekend then I can experiment with Quilp.
Soon, hopefully next update, I should be able to upload a new Dominafuhrer story and more of Hamlet's serial The Valkyrie.
28 January
I'm indebted to J who has written to me with details of a ferula, which he received as a youngster. He's also shown me where to buy one so, you'd better watch out.
24 January
Well the excess of Christmas is over; if I see another mince pie I'll eat it. With cream. I hope everyone enjoyed my Christmas card; if you didn't see it you can still view it on one of the Free Galleries. Look for the picture marked Stumpy.
With all the record tokens and gifts I had over Christmas I've bought loads of 60s music compilations so I'm very much into the 60s at the moment. To commemorate that, every one gets a good old-fashioned 60s-style six of the best. Fab.
I'm not a devotee of television but I've been watching a programme called "He's A Lady". It revolves around 12 men who thought they were entering an all-American male competition. Top prize is $250,000. Unfortunately, when the competition began they were told the real competition was to pass themselves off as women. This is hilarious; brilliant television. They have to be waxed, plucked, given lessons on how to walk, talk, female health, go to all girl parties, go shopping for clothes, how to act as females. It's brilliant. All these guys are quite masculine so to see them dressed in women's clothes primping and preening and almost kissing each other is really funny. The male judge's face is a peach: he can't believe how pretty some of these guys have become.
In The Land of Idiot Boys
Can anyone explain the thinking of the dolt who keeps telephoning me and puts the telephone down after about 20 seconds without saying a word? He's so thick he doesn't withhold his number. He's probably lonely. Someone go around and give him a kicking; say I sent you.
Christmas Eve
Christmas? Bah! Humbug! Anyone who fails to enjoy Christmas should read A Christmas Carol to understand what Christmas is all about. I love Christmas. How dare anyone not enjoy it; maybe you'll enjoy 144 of the best instead.
Nawashi has finished his alterations here and he's done a brilliant job. He's very painstaking in his work and I try to aspire to be more like him but I'm just too lazy.
The world becomes surreal:
Again I read in the papers about prisoners suffering sexual torture, humiliation, degradation, being beaten, kicked and kept 24 hours a day in chains and shackles. What are these ungrateful people all complaining about? I just wish I had a place big enough to offer sessions like that!
Complain? I'd give them something to bloody complain about!
19 December 2004
Naturally, I shan't be working on Christmas Day or Boxing Day but I shall be working up until Christmas Eve this year. Unfortunately, because Nick is still not up to it, I'll have to cook Christmas Dinner for 7 people this year. I shall be working again on 27 December but I'll also be taking great interest in the sales between Christmas and the New Year so I might be out a couple of days. However, don't think my Christmas spirit will extend to going easy with the cane. Spare the rod and spoil the child? Not me.
15 December 2004
I take slave Andy to visit my friend Mistress Leona for a cbt session. During the session, we take a number of photographs of what we did to his penis. Some of the pictures were very strange indeed; you can view them by visiting the members' galleries although you should be warned that they'll spoil your dinner.
I have Nawashi Murakawa coming again to finish of the work he started on my dungeon; maybe he'll let me tie him up.
I intend to make another free gallery for those who haven't taken out a membership before Christmas. So that'll be something.
I've also joined a local fitness centre so that I can hit a bottom even harder.
6 December 2004
Well I turned up for Nawashi Murakawa's bondage exhibition, along with a number of others but there appears to have been a mix-up at Coco La Mer's because they had an operatic society evening on instead. We listened politely. "Excuse me, but when are you going to tie up the woman singing?" We all adjourned to a nearby pub. I understand the bondage exhibition will be sometime next year.
Lunch with Michael and Katie was quite interesting. They're going to get married: the bride's going to wear black (rubber) and the groom is going to be branded. Sounds good to me.
Now we have a lovely long run up to Christmas, my favourite time of the year. Oh I do hope I didn't offend anyone by writing the word Christmas; if I did, GOOD!
26 November 2004
Well, I'm back off holiday thank heavens and as busy as ever.
Murakawa has invited me to a bondage exhibition he's doing at Coco La Mer in Monmouth Street. This exhibition starts at 6.00 on 2 December if anyone fancies going along. I don't know if there's an entrance fee but I expect there will be.
I have a very busy week next week! Lunch with an old retainer, Michael, and his girlfriend Katie on Tuesday; Christmas shopping and lunch with slave Ian on Wednesday; Coco La Mer's and dinner with slave Ian on Thursday. An invitation from slut boy Gareth to take me to lunch. It's such a hard life.
11 November 2004
I'm on holiday next week so I won't be working; if it's any consulation, I won't be enjoying myself either.
Nick's birthday was great and I got to wear his rubber dress too (see below).
2 November 2004
The Clot Thickens
Further to the telephone caller who gives me silent calls, I now know that it wasn't Steve because I've spoken to him. However, my mystery caller (I've christened him Stumblebum because he won't give me his name) is now threatening to murder me. Oh yeah? Just try it, Stumblebum and see what happens. I've no idea why he would want to murder me or be fixated on me. Oh, well; I doubt we'll ever meet, more's the pity.
However, I have had contact with a moderator from UK Mistresses to tell me about their policy on adverse comments to explain they offer the victim the chance to answer any unfair criticism.
Today is Nick's, birthday. I bought him a nice new rubber dress that I can wear; aren't I kind and considerate?
15 October 2004
Why are some people on this scene so nasty? A guy called Steve telephones me to book an appointment; he tells me he's coming from Feltham, west London and we agree for 4.00 next day. I ask him to telephone me at 3.30 to confirm and receive the door number. 3.30 comes, no telephone call; 4.00 comes, no telephone call to say he's here. Then from 4.10 to around 4.30 I'm inundated with telephone calls from public call boxes; someone is dialling and leaving the receiver off the hook to tie up my telephone. All the calls originate from call boxes with the dialling code 020 8546 - Kingston, in west London, about 3 miles from Feltham.
Well Steve, I wonder who that could have been?
I also wonder what websites such as UK Mistresses would have said had he reported that he travelled all the way from Feltham and I wasn't here or couldn't see him. They love discussing to the nth degree all aspects of Dommes; why not a section discussing lackwits such as this?
Members' Area
Unfortunately, the hosting company I'm with was the victim of a hacker last weekend and the members' area is inaccessible at the moment but the guy who runs the hosting company is working flat out to solve the problem and get this site working properly again.
10 October 2004
Two Sundays running I've decided to take a day off; bliss! Normally I work everyday if someone books an appointment unless I have to go somewhere. Nick bought a new cooker and gas hob so I've been trying that out. I look the mumsy type, don't I?
Two great sessions of bondage last week; one with Bondage Bill and one with 1072. Bill has devised a really unusual session involving bondage, which keeps me on my toes. He has a great body for bondage. 1072 also gives me a good session. This time, I got him to give body worship to Mistress Shazletia; this was hilarious! I took some video of this session and loads of photographs but you'll have to wait until I've edited the photographs. The videos might take a lot longer because I don't understand the software I've bought. 1072 had an overnight session of some really tough bondage. Great.
7 October 2004
Monday I had to rush up to Regulation to buy a new cable for my Eros-Tek electric machine. Coming back through the automatic ticket barrier at Charing Cross some stupid rail guard closed the gates on me and they caught me under my chest. I've been in agony ever since. That Monday I did a 3 hour bondage session with a nice chap called Barry, which left me breathless every time I bent down.
I should point out that the "Miss Whiplash" mentioned below is not Lindi St Clair, it was someone called Leigh Gordon.
I've been asked a number of times now which is my favourite restaurant, also mentioned below - it's called The Don on Tower Bridge Road.
I know I go on about the need for education and the dire consequences for those who can't produce a grammatical sentence but I'm appalled at the number of people who don't know how to switch on the spell-checker. If you can't spell, turn the checker on. One bright spark sent me two almost identical emails purporting to come from two different names. Unfortunately, he spelt submissive as submassive in both emails. Dunce!
Did everyone get the answer right to my Jellybean Jeff competition? You can view the contest here.
21 September 2004
Last Thursday I took my partner Nick to the London Eye and then we had lunch at our favourite restaurant. This was to celebrate our 23 years together. Time certainly flies when you're having fun.
Sam the bondage man has suggested I put video clips on this site. It's something I've thought of doing for a long time but I'm unsure of how it's done. I already have a number of small video clips so I'm now going to spend my evenings working that out. More technical books about the size of a housebrick to read. Great.
11 September 2004
Three years to the day after that appalling terrorist attack in New York so best wishes to New York and all those who were affected by this dreadful act.
Wednesday's Daily Express carried an article about a "Miss Whiplash" who outed one of her visitors: a brigadier. I really do not understand why anyone on this scene wants that type of publicity. While I've been asked to appear on television programmes, I've always kept away from any form of unwelcome publicity. And I don't understand why she should go to the papers to expose this guy and I would never dream of doing that to someone. Most of the people I see are genuinely nice guys. Nevertheless, as this journalist pointed out, the brigadier had paid the Mistress thousands over the years to humiliate him yet the biggest humiliation he got for free. How bitter-sweet!
We've had painters and decorators here the last couple of weeks re-painting the house and because the painters took longer than expected (much longer) I've had to sneak people in and out. I don't know what they made of the noises, groans and screams; I just hope they thought it was the radio.
Ricky, one of my favourite CP devotees, has just put in another appearance. Ricky puts all those lazy slaves who can only say things such as, "I am only here to please the Mistress" to shame. He has devised an entire imaginary world of the British judiciary and he sends me official looking documents purporting to come from prison governors, judges, probation officers, social workers; all detailing his misdeamours. He has a tremendous breadth of his scenario and I admire the amount of work, effort and humour he puts into his visits. The scene ended with Rick being deported back to Turkey, forced into national service and his (imaginary) friend Tarkan writing to tell me he's being abused by the petty officers. He also asked if I could get him a passport and job-seekers' allowance.
Yes, very funny Rick, very funny!
1 September 2004
My partner and friend, Nick, has been getting better, he had a mild stroke, and I have decided to build a website for him. He was quite famous in his own way back in the 1980s and I think his story needs to be told. Going through the photographs I took at the time, it brings back to me all the fun we've had over the years.
This is going to annoy you all but last week, I had a man here who came three times in 90 minutes. That's right three times. Anyone think they can beat that?
I've been having some fun with an American who wanted to come and visit me for a CP session. I don't know why but I started an email session with him for the hell of it. This is not something I want to do again because it is very time consuming but I really enjoyed it although he must have thought me completely insane. Maybe I am. Walt turned up and received his punishment last Friday (no, it wasn't Disney - I asked).
22 August 2004
UK Mistresses is a very big website with lots of information about different Mistresses; I've appeared on their myself and been reviewed on several occasions. Someone named Smart has written he has visited Mistress Abigail, Mistress Angela and me but not one of us hit the spot (I think this was a pun). Smart wants to endure a really hard caning. I know Abigail canes severely and I certainly do, so I wonder what, exactly, Smart is looking for? I do question though whether he puts anything into the session himself or leaves it all to the Mistress he's with. I do stress this is a two-way affair and if Smart puts nothing in, why should he get something out.
I don't know Smart by that name so I don't know who he, perhaps if he reads this he might write to me so I can remember the session myself.
Some years ago, my friend, Nawashi Murakawa, made a bondage video entitled "From the Hands of Nawashi, etc". I've had a copy for years and often enjoyed watching it (looking for tips). It was filmed in London's SM clubs during the mid-90s. Sometimes I would tie people up in front of the television and make them watch it.
The other day, I had someone tied up in front of the television watching the video whilst I got on with something else. Great session, everything put away except the video. Unfortunately, I'm also addicted to The Shield, which I record. Yes, I've just recorded the last episode of The Shield over the bondage video. Shit! Anyone out there with a copy I can borrow? Or buy?
13 August 2004
I hear that a Dominatrix in west London has been attacked by three black men who robbed her and nearly murdered her. I don't know who she is but I hope she gets well soon. No doubt the police will arrest them and the courts will make an example of them, such as asking them not to do it again.
I have to say that I've never had any problem with anyone I've met except for a guy called Alan from Waltham Cross who purposely short-changed me. If fact, I'm always delighted to meet those on this scene. Yet the downside is this week, I had 6 people booked in on Monday and Tuesday but only two turned up. What makes people book an appointment then not show up? Why not telephone to cancel? I don't understand it. Surely, good manners would dictate that you telephone but obviously not with the ignorant.
Over the last couple of weeks, I've been involved in some really great email sessions for my own amusement, one with a guy up north and another with a chap in America. I've enjoyed them but I do find them very time-consuming so, please, don't write asking for email domination. Both sessions concern judicial punishments. I've already seen the northern chap, a dreadful student and a thief. I've had to take him to task to buck up his ideas. The American will be here soon too because he's already been found guilty of his crimes.
slave 1072, aka Sam, visited for a long 2 hour bondage session. I've gave 1072 as hard a time as he could cope with. His other persona, Sam, has had a couple of overnight sessions here and I've pushed him to his limit on both occasions. Non-stop bondage with a sleepless night in the cage. Tough Sam!
19 July 2004.
As you can see below, my partner has been in the wars lately but it doesn't stop some amusing incidents. I had started a judicial punishment with an old friend and I had sentenced him to 10 strokes with the anus whip and a gross (144 strokes) with the cane. When I do a judicial caning I normally dress in a Gestapo uniform. I hope the politically correct amongst you get pissed off with reading that because I don't like being told what to do. Anyway, during this session, I heard Nick talking to someone; who could that be I wondered? It was the district nurse; a big West Indian woman. Thankfully she didn't turn up 10 minutes earlier otherwise she would have witnessed me overpowering The Grosser and dragging him upstairs to be thrashed. Wow, that would have been embarrassing for her.
Lynndie England
She sexually tortured men, beat them, humiliated them, dragged them around on a dog's lead, whipped them, made them masturbate. What, exactly, are they complaining about?