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It's real story and I was a hearer of it .
When Jean Michael met Denise they were both 17. Never before had he ever seen such beauty. Like Denise he was good looking but a bit shy. The days have long past but his memory of that one day he spent with Denise is something he will never ever forget. Shortly after meeting Denise the classroom teacher selected Jean Michael to assist her with her orientation. The two coeds became nearly inseparable. Denise invited him to her home where he felt welcomed. She informed him that some day she was going to show him her gratitude. With gratitude soon follows acceptance. Jean Michael quickly accepted her request with reverence and gratitude. Denise lived in a Medieval castle on campus. Her parents were away on this day. He recalled how her beautiful blond hair glistened in the sun. The adolescent gal asked Jean Michael to follow him to the cellar where she showed him a single tail whip. Denise spelled out the rules that he must follow. He must take all the pain without even a whimper. Confused, Jean Michael agreed. She whipped his back mercilessly, Denise soon had his back bloodied. She smiled as he did just as she asked. She remarked how his silence pleased her. After the brutal whipping she rushed him to the door. His garments irritated his wounds as he made is way back to his dorm room. His room was empty upon his return and he quickly cleaned his back, which was both difficult and very painful. The next day much to his dismay Jean Michael was informed that his friend Denise would not be returning back to school. It seems her parents had planned to put an end\ to their relationship. Perhaps they knew all too well of Denise’s behavior. He scratched his head in disbelief. As his years moved into his 60’s he fondly recalled that day. He vowed that he would always remember Denis, oh so sweet Denise. And ... Action ! Four weeks ago four fabulous ladies met in one fantastic place to realise one brilliant idea of an exceptional artist ! Should I remind you what I am talking about ? Well ... Scroll it down and see what I actually mean . Sardax ... Stuttgart ... Gag shop .. Voilá! It came into reality! Finalmente However it is not in our traditions simply to show the results . You must to pass a little quest , follow the links one to another to another to collect all series in one . It's a puzzle . Here is a first step to see more with a next link under the images . 😉enjoy the game ! Follow to a next one - Magical Mistress Ezada Sinn.... http://mistressezada.com/news-3/ 
For your attention one of four Gag Shop stories from Mistress Akella's point of view.
So far just two stories are ready for your review however the rest coming soon .. Lady Victoria Valente Gag Shop story (DE) Madame Catarina 's Gag Shop Story Sometimes I like to keep my slaves in the dark and a bit off balance. Today is one of those days. I knew I’d see some my girlfriends shopping in the Village Plaza, so my plan was to get some personal items like high heels and boots to accommodate my ever growing collection of latex outfits. Rex, my slave, has no idea that a truly bizarre nightmare experience is my plan for him the evening. For now he is my shopping cart. His job is to carry my parcels. This village is magnificent! It holds a special intrigue for me this time of year. After shopping, while heading back to my villa, I noticed my friend Mistress Ezada Sinn across the way doing some window shopping in front of The Gag Shop. I pulled hard on the cock and ball harness of Rex. He stopped short and as his hands rose from the ground I gave him a well-placed whiplash. The crack of my whip and his shriek of pain broke the silence in the Village Square. ‘’Shut up Rex,’’ I ordered while I watched the reaction of Mistress. She turned her head, threw back her long black hair and exclaimed ‘’Mistress Akella, how nice to see you. As always --you-- look captivating!” The click of my boots echoed in the empty square as I approached Mistress. ‘’Come let us go inside to see what is new, yes?” Ezada smiled and nodded. Inside the shop the aroma of new leather filled the air. In the foyer we were greeted by a neatly attired crossdresser who pointed in the direction a holding area for slaves. We noticed one slave already being detained in the small cell. We ushered our slaves into the cell and quickly locked them into a wickedly devised torture chamber. “Don’t touch anything in here,” I explained. “Because you will get shocked badly. The settings are on high.” “May I show you around?” Asked the attendant in her tranny voice. “We have a large selection of items for mistreating males. “ “Yes I know, I was here yesterday,” Ezada, you should try it. I can show you what I got yesterday!” We walked together, while Ezada made some selections I went directly to the display where my new agony inflicting toy is presented. “You can see, this is what I can use to prove to my slaves that I am a true sadist. I like to prove it to them.” Even Ezada seemed to be surprised at how outrageously cruel this apparatus appeared with its sharp talons. Standing at the checkout counter chatting away with another feminized clerk I spotted Lady Victoria Valente. Always elegantly attired to accentuate the sensual splendor of her presence. That must be her slave in the cage, I thought to myself. Just then the front door swung open and in walked Madame Catarina, perhaps the most recognizable Woman in the fetish world. Her slave crawled just on his knees in front of her, always in the ready to please his beautiful owner. She walked straight over to a certain gag exhibited near the counter. Lady Victoria gathered her things and made her way toward the holding cell to fetch her slave. I turned toward Mistress Sinn winked at her and said, “I’ll catch up you tomorrow at the festival. My heels screeched against the hardwood floor as i proceeded passed her. A wicked grin appeared on the face of Madame Catarina as she felt the edge of the sturdy gag. Then she proclaimed, “Almost two hundred Dommes will all be there.” “Do svidaniya!” I spoke confidently as headed toward the cell chamber. I took Rex just as Lady Victoria and her slave exited the store. On all fours Rex crawled slowly toward the exit. He opened the door and we quickly turned in the direction of my Villa only a few short blocks away from the Square. I heard a commotion from where I guessed Lady Victoria was. As I made my way along I could hear her giving him a severe and ruthless whipping. Music to my ears. It took me some time to get Rex ready for his nightmare. Yesterday I had brought the same gag Madame Catarina had admired earlier, it was now affixed to his head. The funnel would allow me to place all kinds of discards. Over the next three hours I ate shrimp and sipped on champagne. During that time I opened my packages while, placing cigarette butts, lemon juice, raw chicken liver, vinegar, live maggots and some fresh urine to wash it all down with. Meanwhile, I was thrilled with my new sexy latex outfits. The new pumps and boots fit me perfectly. And I have to say, watching a man suffer at my hands, delighted me. His nightmare was just beginning. I was feeling very excited. Over the next few hours, he was going to fulfill my sadistic needs firsthand. He will know terror like he has never before faced. Using my whips and canes I will drain his resolve. Still, I wonder if the bleeding, which the talons will produce, might convince him to turn his fortune over to me. Sadistically yours.. Mistress Akella
I ‘d like to share with you , dear readers, where a love for art can lead to one perfect day.
It can land you in a town in which you have never been and meet people whom you have never met nor seen. When I had not yet known who Sardax was, in all my love for the beautiful, I had not imagined special art tours . Yet beautiful things accompanied me everywhere in my travels But then came the time when I became the subject of an artist, and I didn’t even notice it. I think you can guess what and whom I mean. In short, Sardax, by whose talent and masterly fantasies I had long been attracted has thought up a series of drawings under the title Gag Shop. The full work of this most marvellous and daring fantasy does not leave many unimpressed. The series is in four parts featuring Lady Victoria Valente , Mistress Ezada Sinn, Madame Catarina and myself. I must say that even if I had not been in them the drawings would have impressed me, and they impressed me to the extent that I have already got air tickets in my pocket and plan a trip to Stuttgart to meet the other personalities of the Gag Shop in order to put into reality what Sardax thought up and depicted in watercolour. This “wild” idea came to Mistress Ezada, to whom I am convinced we will afterwards be grateful. Apart from that this is a unique opportunity to spend an unforgettable time in such an admirable company of legendary mistresses. Follow the updates on this story in general and do not forget that it is simple one beautiful day to simply pack a suitcase and fly off to meet Art .Best of all in May and best of all in Stuttgart. :) For those who still do not know what shop we are talking about I’m attaching the full set of drawings. Sadistically Yours Mistress Akella . 
Once upon a time a beautiful Mistress invited her girlfriends for an special occasion.
The Beautiful Mistress had her slave for a very long time and she had enough time to test, try him and use him in all ways possible and such a good and enjoyable time she had ! One day the Beautiful Mistress realised that it would be so nice if she can share her joy with her girlfriends ! One special day the girlfriends of Beautiful Mistress Alice M were invited. Their names were Lady Lola, Miss Severity Myers and Mistress Akella . The three Mistresses had a full carte blanche to explore their ideas! The Lady Lola decided to use her magic torch and turned into a real enchantress of fire! Slaves obey very quickly when they see fire around them and they are ready to please a Mistress immediately. Then Miss Severity Myers entered the room and her weapon was a Magic whip. Miss Myers did what the slave had not expected and had a doubt if he could ever pass this test . It was a hard whipping time , lash after lash and the slave was screaming and begging for mercy . But the Mistresses stopped only after they felt full satisfaction . Then it was my turn, and I decided to prepare a heavy weight for the slave’s testicles and Magic clamps for his nipples and balls . He was groaning and howling but at the same time he experienced feelings of pleasure even though it was so painful . While he was looking into my eyes he was losing sight of the torture , but suddenly with small manipulation from my side I was pulling him back to the earth . Then of course we appeared all together to finish his test for that day . He was lying on a bench , shaking and somewhere probably in his subspace calling for his Mistress . When Beautiful Mistress M approached he calmed down completely because the presence of his Mistress was so important . It was very special session and we all enjoyed it so much ! If we can share such experiences more often I would be so happy. I love threesomes! sadistically yours ... Mistress Akella |
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