This is my story. My husband and I run a private business. It is an Internet based operation that we run from our home. It is quite a demanding job, sometimes a bit stressful. And I am – or should I say was – a coffee-addict. A year ago I would drink 12 to 15 cups of coffee a day. Black and strong. No milk, just sugar. That was until the day my husband – who is also my 24/7 master – told me coffee for me would be a no go and that, if I really needed it, it would have to be “French coffee”.

This means drinking coffee now is a very humiliating protocol for me

It goes like this. If a really, really, really want coffee I will first of all have to beg for it. Next, when it suits him, I will have to kneel down and give master a really good blowjob.

And that is not just a “suck and swallow” quickly. No, he wants the works.

I must kiss, lick and suck until he is completely satisfied and ready to cum. If he does I must of course catch the sperm in my mouth, but I am not allowed to swallow it.

Master is a hard man to please and he has taught me well. So this part of the ritual is very likely to take quite some time. Usually something in between 30 minutes and an hour.

Only now master will pour me a cup of coffee. I will next have to empty my mouth in my cup, thus mixing the sperm with the coffee. This I have to do in front of him, still kneeling, so he can enjoy the scene. I can assure you, this is probably the most humiliating part of the process.

I’m sure you get the point by now. What is inside the cup after this is what master has baptized “French coffee”. I have to drink it of course.

This is the only coffee I am allowed to drink. And what is worse, this ritual allows for very clever embarrassment.

For example, whenever we visit others and people offer me coffee I have to say that only drink “French coffee”. When they ask for an explanation I will give them some story about a very special European brand or a very special blending, both of course unavailable in the United States.

And all I can do is hope that there is not another master somewhere who came up with the same idea….

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The cold blackness haunted her senses. Her pale skin trembled with every pounding beat of her heart. She tried to free herself from her restraints, but failed each time. Her captor silently taunted her from the shadows, waiting for her to crumble beneath his will. Newcomer Cheri Rose came to Wasteland to explore and push her tolerance for pain. Under the swift and heavy hand of “Him”, she will soon discover a pain she has never experienced before in – Cell 181

Mistress Irony has been working with her pain slut slave, Katrina from Wasteland.com for awhile now. Katrina is finally starting to listen a bit better because of the rigorous training and punishments that she has been getting. It is hard to train someone who is such a pain slut that they find only pleasure in being beaten. That’s why Mistress Irony uses humiliation and forced orgasms as a form of punishment with this dirty little slave.

With her torso, arms and legs wrapped up tightly in plastic wrap, Katrina can’t do much except moan. That’s why Mistress Irony shoved her panties into her slave’s mouth, with the hope that this would teach the slut to shut up. With a sharp knife, Irony terrorizes her slave, cutting  smalls hole in the plastic to expose her tits. Can you imagine being bound helplessly and having your Mistress take out this huge knife and slowly lower it towards your chest?! I love how Mistress Irony always knows what to do with her different slaves whether it be in a femdom, lezdom or even dual Dom session. Just check out the gallery that I posted above to watch free movies from this Lezdom session with Mistress Irony and Katrina to see what I mean about how good and cruel of a Dom Irony truly is when she makes her slaves experience the darker sides of desire!

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Mistress Irony  from Wasteland.com shows no mercy in this hardcore Lezdom session as she canes and spanks her slave, Daisy Duxe’s, ass until it is bruise and covered in welts. You have to hand it to Mistress Irony, not only is she absolutely gorgeous but she’s one hell of a sadistic bitch when it comes to dominating her slaves! Because Daisy Duxe is not able to withstand too much pain, Mistress Irony decides to go down another method of training; absolute and complete humiliation. Her poor slave, so used to being the center of attention and being beautiful, is forced to endure Irony’s torment as she puts makeup on her so that she looks like some kind of broken sick doll or clown. The humiliation is even worse for Daisy when she is forced to cum like a dirty slut in front of her Mistress! Mistress Irony is definately the queen of BDSM humiliation!

Poor Randy is the cuckolded husband of his  beautiful and talented  femdombride, Goddess Starla. In this little preview Starla invited her friend Mistress Irony to join in on some fun by first domming both Randy and starla. Once she is suficiently satisfied Mistress Irony ‘promotes’ Starla so that they can both dominate Randy in some forced boot worship. The two dominatrixes are far from easy on Randy as they chatter, relentlessly humiliating him, as he sucks on both of their boots and feet.  If you think being punished by one dom is tough, just imagine the pain that Randy goes through as he is dominated by these two sadistic vixens!

Practice on a cushion upholstered in a nappy fabric (or a teddy bear) so you can see where you’re striking. Aim a few inches short of the edge of the pillow because a power stroke will reach further and wrap around more. Begin with the cane up next to where you want to strike, tap, draw back, and let it return mostly by its natural recoil, applying very little additional force. Gradually increase the involvement of your wrist and then your elbow. Start the stroke further away from your target but continue to begin each stroke by drawing back, allowing the cane’s end to achieve maximum travel. Your goal is an even impact of about the last third of the cane’s length. You don’t want the tip to cut in. Once consistent accuracy has been attained, you can develop fancier strokes in your own personal style. After you’ve achieved control, practice on your partner’s clothed hindquarters. Use a wide, thick belt to protect the lower spine and kidneys. Insist on detailed feedback. You’re looking for an “Mmmmm!” You might chalk the end of the cane to tell exactly where your strokes land. British school prefects used to do this as an aid in striking repeatedly in precisely the same spot, a sadistic practice that is extremely painful and may result in deep, long-lasting bruises. Spread your strokes around.

Stand to the side and a bit forward of your target, so that the far buttock won’t receive the brunt of the blow. The ideal is an even stripe across both buttocks. Since this is difficult to achieve, you’ll want to move from your forehand to your backhand side periodically, in order to evenly treat both cheeks. The sulcus, or crease between the buttocks and thighs, is extremely sensitive, as are the backs of the thighs, because they lack the natural padding of the butt. If you intend to stimulate these areas, decrease the force of the strokes you direct there.

Stroke Variation

There are two main schools of caning technique. English-style traditionalists insist upon power strokes only, with no warm-up, while the West Coast school enjoys inflicting a variety of intensities. Many sources insist that there is no middle ground in caning — that strokes are either wimpy or wicked. Striving to please my partner, Rebecca, who loves to receive the cane but has a low pain threshold, I have proved that moderate strokes are possible with practice and sensitivity to each individual cane’s response.

A cane has a natural rhythm, useful for delivering a massage of rapid pitter-pats. An educated wrist can endlessly vary the intensity, unexpectedly interspersing harder shots to keep the bottom alert. This massaging technique is an excellent way to learn to control the force and to stimulate sensitive but delicate areas where a full stroke would be dangerous, e.g. palms of the hands, soles of the feet (bastinado), insides of the thighs, armpits, belly, breasts, and genitals. The narrow tip of the cane is perfect for tickling those hard-to-reach spots. Such rap-tap-tapping is a great warm-up for power strokes.

Severe strokes demand ceremony, both in giving and receiving. For some, formal ritual is an essential element of caning. The ceremony begins with the commands, “Unbutton. Let down. Assume the position.” Dangling shirttails are “taken up,” tucked or pinned out of the way. The drawers may be slowly, humiliatingly lowered by the chastiser, or left up with a promise to lower them if the culprit proves unruly. A fearsome whistling swipe through the air puts the subject in the proper frame of mind.

The position is usually bent over, so that errant strokes will miss entirely rather than impacting the lower spine. (But aim low to avoid the tailbone.) Bending over tightens the flesh of the buttocks so that the stroke is felt more keenly. Lying prone is a good position for subjects of novice caners because downward strokes are easier to control, and unstretched buttocks are more padded. A pillow may be put on the far side of the target area to harmlessly absorb any wrap-around.

Power strokes must be slowly served and savored. The pain is two-fold: the surface smart at the moment of impact and the delayed internal fire as the compressed nerves spring back. To masochists, the sensation of a perfect stroke is as exquisite as an orgasm, and one has been known to lead to the other. Allow plenty of time for full appreciation of the blooming pain’s slow burn before you deal the next one.

Strokes are awarded in sets of six. Counting by the culprit is key. “One. Thank you Sir/Ma’am. May I have another?” Penalty strokes are awarded for miscounting, flinching out of position, or attempting to shield the target area with a hand. Bondage is seldom employed, since voluntary submission is an essential part of the correction ritual.

Decorative Results

It is customary to create a closely spaced grid of parallel stripes, each welt bearing twin red edges, to demonstrate your superb control. An expert caner is capable of producing stripes that will last for hours, days, or weeks, according to the recipient’s pleasure. “Gating” is the fiendish technique of crossing such a pattern with a diagonal stroke, often drawing blood where the stripes intersect. (Obviously, if blood is drawn, the cane must be carefully plastic-bagged and disinfected, but it’s a rare bottom who hasn’t had enough well before this point.) Schoolboys returning to their dormitories after a session with the headmaster, used to rate the severity of their thrashings by having classmates count the number of “stars” on their bottoms, where strokes had crossed.

Afterward, the culprit may be required to hold position and forbidden to rub the afflicted area until permission is granted to rise. It is customary to kiss the cane and express gratitude for the exertions of the chastiser.

The above article is a reprint from our information/educational site Kink Culture.