Smoking kills..
 Or if it doesn't kill it severely damages the health.You know -in my dungeon there are no ashtrays. Can you guess why?
Because I don't need them .  There is always some-one who offers his services with pleasure for extinguishing the cigarette-butts. I knew one guy who could kneel for hours with his mouth open in the smoking room of a club- which was really convenient. He has vanished somewhere recently.
What is the attractiveness about a woman with a cigarette? What is the attractiveness about a woman with a cigarette with a male kneeling in front of her ready at any second to respond to any movement she makes?  Sometimes I myself prefer to co-ordinate his movements to mine. For example -attaching a clothes-peg and cord to his tongue. I force him to close his mouth so as to leave the cord outside, Then, when I need to stub out the ash I simply pull on the cord and his mouth opens.It is most interesting that this device helps to control the length of the tongue. I can simply tug at it more  and make it longer. Try this experiment on yourself . How long can you endure a clothes-peg gripping on your tongue? Are you ready to become my personal ashtray? It requires great preparation and training. And further , one must not  forget how important  is accuracy. Because if the slave  leaves any mess behind him , I force his tongue to work extra time  -meticulously to lick the floor clean, and then my boots too, probably. So by this time, after all that the floor will be sufficiently clean . 
So there a brief description of the ashtrays in my dungeon  :)



Sadistically yours Mistress Akella

Looking forward to new photo shoot coming soon 28th of March !
New fabulous photos coming soon !



M.A.

The time came for “R” to rest a little . I left him in peace for a while  and considered my next move. After all this sustained experimentation I thought that the last test for today should distinguish itself by a special duration and concentration of attention. 
I made him lie on the bench and attached very strong clamps connected together by long chains to his cock and balls. So it was possible to connect their ends to the tips of his toes. Now I did not need to even bind his feet because any movement would cause him unbearable pain. I love using such methods-you need hardly any effort for your slave to become docile and attentive. I positioned his head too, so that R could not turn it.
And so I began. I gave the order for R to start touching himself, playing with himself - that is, jerk off while I watched. Oh, you should have seen it! Whenever his body made the slightest movement the chains attached to his feet sprung into life in that second and the clamps bit into his member all the stronger. In reaction his legs jerked from the pain and an even stronger pain swept over the first like a wave.
It needed a lot of effort for him not fall into that trap. And that was exactly what I was after.
He touched himself all the more carefully the feeling of very strong sexual arousal and excitement swept over him, but the moment he  allowed himself to surrender to it a sharp pain brought him back to reality with a thud. Pain and pleasure at one and the same time...with mistress there and for her sake. Again and again arousal then pain immediately after in the same major erogenous zone. " R "gradually got the hang of it and his actions became smooth and soft so as not to cause himself any suffering.
But this became worse and he wanted to touch himself all the more. I decided that this was now the moment to bring him to the brink. However I am a very merciful mistress and I let "R" come not simply, but only under the rules that I set down for the session. I won’t speak of those-let that remain a secret between me and my slaves. When such an agony to orgasm lasts almost an hour this time will remain in the memory for a long time. Perhaps all one’s life.
What do you think? Is it worth repeating a shopping trip again?-Oh yes, Im certain of it. You never know how it might finish :)

Yes, exactly like a puppet, who was prepared to suffer pain and humiliation only that the hands of the puppeteer could prolong the performance.
I thus amused myself for a while,taking a few minutes break now and then for a cigarette.
Then I got bored and released R, ordering him to go over to the bench. I had then the idea to try something new out on him. 
I have an excellent violet wand but unfortunately I don't often use this implement.But this was one of those rare days when it would come in useful.Electicity is one of those forces -so to speak -which instils a special fear in people. It has a special meaning in the hands of the mistress.To control the strength of the current just as one wishes, this sound as if in that moment something might suddenly burst, the neon light which looks especially bright in the gloom of the dungeon and the odour, reminiscent of the ultraviolet but stronger and clearer.
It is impossible to ever foresee what sensations will come from this -whether there will be a lot of pain, or none at all, but the most important is does the pain continue or instantly disappear without leaving a trace
All this is in the hands of the mistress And R knew this perfectly
My electrical case holds a variety of nozzles. I choose the most interesting . Just the sort a proctologist might use-and me!
R's arms and legs were bound tightly in cuffs, as before,but his latex combination would soon melt away from all these ordeals.R was very excited and scared.
I shifted the bondage bench in such a way that he could see what was happening behind him from the reflection in the mirror.
I slowly introduced the nozzle with minimal voltage and as soon as it reached the end of his rectum. I switched it up to level 7 -out of 10. Yes, that is the effect I required. R begins to writhe about and plead for me to stop but I continue. i wasn't going to stop what I had started after just one minute. I was so funny to observe his helplessness. How a man becomes in the hands of a woman who knows him-he was powerless. I methodically moved the nozzle in and out. I had never treated his back passage in such a way . I switched the current to maximum voltage-up to 10. R was almost screaming but all his pleas for help were in vain, until I decided I'd had enough.

So we made our way to the dungeon.
I have to say that my sub made a very serious mistake while we were in the taxi .
He came without my permission. He told me immediately about it, but it was too late. He is an experienced sub and knew what the consequences would be.
A small addition-my slave does have a name.I shall call him "R".

We entered the dungeon and I commanded him to change into a latex catsuit with openings for his nipples and lower parts.
I also decided to change into the new boots and my new sleeveless catsuit of black leather. As R changed I took off his nipple clamps and butt plug. He really needed some time to get back to earth-the pain in his nipples was quite intolerable. He hadn't taken them off for 5 hours! When R was ready it occurred to me that he would probably like to rest so I suggested he lie in the sling swing attached to the ceiling A good idea in my opinion!
And here my imagination knows no bounds. It was all for this that his rest was as pleasant as possible.I clip two sorts of clamps on his nipples ,over and over.I love to put them on and take them off at intervals of 20 seconds. the pain swells in waves, and each new waveis more powerful than the previous. I do the same with his balls.Then I connect the nipple and ball clamps together and fix them on R. In such a way by a simple light tug at each fastening I can control both nipples and balls
Like a puppet in my hands R could not protest as his arms and legs were tightly and securely bound 

To be continued

How long my holidays have been!
But sooner or later everything comes to an end. Oh what a surprise-I have arrived back in London at just the right time.
One of my loyal subs is ready to surrender himself to my trustworthy hands
Frankly this is just what I needed now. 
I must underline one important detail. This sub is ready to do do a lot for my sake and endure much for my satisfaction.
In such instances my imagination knows no bounds.
We start with shopping as is our custom. It always brings me great pleasure to watch my "victim" move around, especially when his body is trapped in a rigid corset which connects to his nipples with tight clamps and he also takes an electric butt-plug up his back end, remote controlled according to my whim. He wears this outfit for 3 hours even before the moment we go in Selfridges. When I hold it in my hand I can feel the superhuman current flowing from it. Oh what joy it brings me, believe me! Perhaps I'm a sadist? :)
However there were lots of people around us and of course no one could imagine what this respectable gentleman was wearing , who is going around with that young lady.
I love shopping. All the more , I love shopping for new shoes. We went around all the floors looking for what I liked. I could choose any brand at any price. Unfortunately nothing pleased me. Was that any problem to me? No , of course not.-it was the problem of the lucky man who was with me and consequently he would answer for it. I made him put on and take off all those new shoes, mildly imagining how difficult it was for him in those minutes. His nipples were quite hard so each movement caused him an infernal pain. The electric plug too never let up even for a minute. The unhappy -and yet at the same time- very happy sub looked for a suitable pair for me . At that moment he  sweat  and almost could not restrain his moaning from the pain. Finally it seemed I had found what I needed. High boots with everyday heels by All Saints. Unfortunately nothing I liked from Chanel, Dior, Prada, Louboutin, Gucci, D&G..but so be it. The process of shopping itself does not replace the actual buying.I can say with my hand on my heart-the sufferings of my sub were worth his anguish .
He paid and we went to have coffee.
Of course I considered it inevitable to increase the current to his plug-just a little- two degrees higher-so that that he would remember that coffee for a long time after.
Then on the way we stopped in Ralph Lauren and bought a beautiful belt for me, while the assistant stared attentively at my companion. It was really not easy for him at that moment although? as his erection had not passed for the last half-hour and was holding itself fixed. Maybe it was because of that the assistant was staring at him with such interest?
And then the time came to return to the dungeon.

To be continued

 For those who are  don't want to loose them chance  to spend  
unforgettable day  ( and I  can guarantee it be ) .
  Dominatrix V and Myself are planning a photo shoot taking place 17th of November .
Those who are  classify them selves as good looking , athletic   welcome to participate .

Photo shoot will take place in a secret location about about 60 miles out of London & you will be required for the whole day.
Lunch & Transport ( from London) will be provided.

Don't miss it ,    send emails to [email protected] 

Here it is !
 It's arrived today , my new toy, my lovely sweet ! 
It's a new candy for my slaves  and new  settler in my wardrobe.   Can't wait to wear it for tomorrow  session . It can easy to kill and  so easy to resurrect ...   

Away to sunny Italy from today until 12th of September ! 
The details after :) 
Will be available for a sessions from 13th .






Yours M. Akella