At the Studio with Mistress Ariana, Dana Kane & Cassandra Deville
I’m back,
Took a short hiatus as I was writing some stories/blogs for Ms. Dana Kane. Blogs can be cross referenced – when she posts my writings and reviews, you can feel free to locate them here (at her amazingly awesome blog):
I will not re-post them on my blog as I created the content exclusively for her. So if you want to see it, you will just have to go visit her site periodically as I have saddled her with ramblings that she is free to post at any time if she so chooses. And if you don’t find my writings there right away, there are some awesome stories that (although F/m themed ) really captured my attention. Her videos are really great, too – and she has some very powerful words of wisdom to share.
Anyway, I am very grateful that I had the opportunity to meet with Ms. Kane, and I am extraordinarily grateful that I have a Mistress who allows me to interact with other Dominants – of which there are only a handful (based on Her preference and my own). The people that She knows well, such as Mistresses Mona Rogers, Cassandra Deville and Ariana are the ones that She trusts to treat me well. And I know I must also (which I do) hold them in very high regard because I respect them, and because my behavior towards the people my Mistress has a great deal of respect for reflects back onto Her. So She is always pleased when I volunteer my services to a Mistress or Top whom is in Her jurisdiction, and when She receives a favorable report regarding my service.
Dana is the latest Top whom my Mistress has allowed into this exclusive circle – based on the fact that I have had a very good experience with her, that She had an instinctual good feeling when briefly meeting her and also that Mistress Mona has praised her with rave reviews. So, that being said – I really had a wonderful first meeting with Dana – who doesn’t require capitalization of her name, nor does she use titles when not engaging in a scene. I capitalize Mistresses I respect, but because it is of no consequence to Dana (nor to most people interested in the domestic scene) I have chosen to use the regular form. Sorry to digress, just wanted to make that brief point of clarification.
I discussed my first interaction with Dana and sent it to her to use on her blog, now I will discuss the rest of the time we spent together. A few hours after the professional session we had, she decided that we would do a role-play scene -but yes, she is one of those who forgets that it’s ROLE-PLAY. I was a little grouchy about it because she kept telling me that she was going to make me stand. I didn’t understand quite what she meant, but I didn’t exactly like the idea from the beginning. I couldn’t tell what her intentions were, but I followed her around while she was outwardly contemplating the scene and asked her if she was doing this because she liked me or didn’t like me. Her response was, “Oh no, honey, it’s definitely ’cause I like you. If I didn’t like you I wouldn’t have anything to do with you.” With that she made a disgusted gesture and ventured off for a session with her client after taking me with her to pick out the implements she wanted to use. Since every one of them terrified me, I was unable to choose despite the fact she graciously offered me the opportunity to pick something. Note to self: Remind Mistress Ariana to throw some nice light, fluffy paddles in her arsenal of BDSM “weapons.”
Anyway, I was a little sad because I missed my Mistress. She was feeling a little under the weather so She couldn’t be at the studio that day. I had to keep trying to occupy my mind so I wouldn’t be missing her; it didn’t really work. But I kept busy while Dana was in session by talking to Kevin, and hanging out with Mistresses Ariana and Cassandra. Mistress Ariana was sitting at the reception desk, taking charge of things – as usual. And Mistress Cassandra was in front of the desk, chatting and sipping wine and looking like a complete Dominant Goddess as She had just come out of a session and was still in mind-bending Domme attire. She and Ariana had dressed me up with this beautiful fabric Ariana bought, as she is now into fashion design (seriously the woman is a jack of all trades) – and I certainly cannot say I was complaining about the attention. I kind of felt like a mannequin. I was very drowsy so I just stood there like a baby as they twisted the fabric around me in all sorts of different ways and gave me gentle commands such as “turn around,” “hold this,” and “move your arm.”
When they were done with that and had resumed talking, I found my way cuddling next to Mistress Cassandra and almost falling asleep on Her because I was really very exhausted. She was very accommodating and let me stay there, playing with my hair as I just drifted off. She has a very comforting touch, an amazingly soft and sensual quality about her despite the fact that everyone insists she’s somewhat of a hardcore sadist and “humiliatrix.” Maybe that’s the case. But I seriously, truly believe that She is the one Domme who actually lacks the ability to punish me because She has some kind of soft spot for me. However, She was not quick to offer any sympathy once when I told Her I had done something bad and that I was going to be punished by my Mistress. In fact, She said it was “good,” and She didn’t even say it with that kind, consoling tone She always has with me. It sent a little chill up my spine. But I think that’s the closest She could come to any kind of scolding or punishing behavior when it comes to me. It could be the case that I am totally deluded, but I don’t think so.
Anyway, Dana came out just before I was about to collapse and we entered into a scene I was totally not prepared for. She told me that we were going to practice my being able to stand still during a punishment – yes, it was a role-play scene. I really don’ t know how she knew I can’t stay still during anything. I certainly don’t think I told her. It’s not exactly something to brag about. And then she brought DN into it, and told me that loving my Mistress meant being able to endure what she was going to do to me – which included trying to remain balanced on one foot and holding my arms out until they collapsed against my will. She nicely informed me that my punishment was in my own hands, and that if I just stayed in position, I wouldn’t get a single stroke.
Naturally this was impossible for me, as I often can barely stand on my own two feet when they are both planted on the ground. And the weight of my own arms was so heavy that I could just not keep them up. Every time I moved out of position, I got a whack or two or five. My naturally whiny self emerged at some points, which I really had anticipated would earn me instant sympathy and relief from my discomfort. However, that sweet southern tone I had gotten so used to in such a short period of time turned terrifyingly strict and those inviting eyes turned dangerous. I really got frightened when I realized the predicament I was in; really – so nervous that every action and reaction was entirely natural and I forgot that we were acting (as did she – either that or she missed her calling to be an actress). I’ve noticed the really great Dommes are amazing at role-play scenes. DN, Ms. Mona Rogers, Ariana and Dana really have you convinced that the scene is real. It really frustrates and confounds the mind.
By the end of the scene (role-play or not) when I realized that whining was not getting me anywhere and that neither was the pleading which I resorted to against my very stubborn will – I just submitted. She kept pulling out the trump card: “If you love your Mistress so much,” and telling me that she was helping me for my own good. So, by the end of it, I was much better behaved and willing to stand still as testing her was not working out in my favor. Right before every smack my brain started imploring my body to stay still despite the terrible pain it was about to experience. It worked, well not entirely – but it was satisfactory enough to Dana who administered the extra whacks she promised for my lack of cooperation and then ended the scene by hugging me and telling me how tough and brave I was, as I curiously watched that strict (no-nonsense) look dissolve into one of playful contentedness.
Then, we were all headed home. I did see Dana again the next day, and I also saw my Mistress and Ms. Mona Rogers – so I definitely have more material for my next blog entry. Hopefully I will get to it in a few days because you will really want to read this. I was very well behaved and faithfully (even joyously) served my Mistress all day, doing a quite stellar job – but by the end of the night I had my ass and thighs torn up by Ms. Mona Rogers and Dana Kane. And it wasn’t because I was bad!
