One fine Sunday

Thank You very much indeed for such a fantastic first session on Sunday morning. From the moment i set foot in Your premises, i felt completely safe and fell under Your spell and was ready to submit to Your sadistic desires.

Having sent You some of my interests and limits You instilled a huge amount of trust by going over this prior to commencing our session.

Your allowing me time to freshen in the bathroom just heightened my excitement of the impending time we were about to explore and extend my boundaries in Your excellent hands. On returning to the room, You had remembered my preference for background music which immediately set me on the road to submit to You. Being tied to the bed with my arms above my head, and wrists tied tightly, followed by the spreader bar being put to secure my ankles and keep my legs apart for You, only helped me fall deeper into a place of total submission and a desire to take all the pain You wanted me to experience.

Your careful and hygienic piercing with needles followed and sent me deep into subspace where i wished it didn’t stop, You are truly an expert in this field and as i would soon find out, many more besides. The use of the Sounding rods was enhanced by the electrics which truly sent my head to new depths of submission, to be penetrated by Your hands in this way was just unbelievably surreal. What followed when i was to feel the sting of Your whip bought me back to a place where i know i belong, as Your canvas to be whipped and marked for Your pleasure. To then be pegged so expertly has to be as good as it gets, once i realised that You had total control and i had none and only then did i truly start to experience something amazing not just one, but multiple ‘Ass-gasm’s’ (i think that’s the name we settled on)!

It took me an age to come down and the bruising from the needles reminds me of Your ability to deliver pain in all the right places and i am equally proud of the marks which were left by Your whip. i cannot wait to repeat and explore much further your repertoire of skills and am sorry that i could not fit into Your electric chastity device! Thank You Mistress Aleera for The, most wonderful introduction and i hope that You will allow me the honour of being able to session with You again.

Your Humbled and very fortunate submissive

lupin – Good puppy

“Huntress’s eyes glint in the twilight, A delighted twinkle measuring the substance of her entertainment.”

Her graceful fingers deftly knot the ropes of my physical restraint,

The submission of my mind inevitable in her hypnotic embrace.

Drip… drip… drip… fiery tears painting virgin skin crimson and ebony,

Tender fingertips gently stroking, offering a comforting caress,

The sting soothed under a divine breath.

Waxen armour delicately picked away,

Servile posture adjusted…

And the chastising tongues rained down,

Each lick a lightning strike reverberating through the sanctum,

Every stroke a triumphant celebration,

Rhythmic pulses ripping across nerve endings,

Waves of ecstasy tingling across flesh afire.

As the Huntress finally takes her prey, riding the beast, thrusting and base,

The tendrils of primal control weave and wrap around the branches of my spirit,

The supreme Lupine Queen whispering against my quivering cheek,

Good puppy…

lupin slowhandsub

“Mistress Wolfishly stalks, Strong purposeful circles.”

Analysing.

Assessing.

Her Lithe huntress form gauging an unworthy prey.

A soothing primal voice, effortlessly corroding self-control.

Probing darkest desires,

Sweet feather-light fingertips making sensual promises.

Sublime breath-taking artistry and supreme application of divine intent.

A glorious ebb and tidal-wave-flow of unadulterated pleasure, of euphoric ecstasy,

Leaving my unfettered mind laid bare for my lupine Mistress to browse at her will…

Or not if Mistress so chooses.

Reverent In This Moment and I am…

peter testimonial

“Thank you so much! You let me be your Christmas present!”

“We’d talked about a session. You told me to bring black pallet film and red gaffer tape. Easy, £10 on Amazon for both.”

And when you led me in to your dungeon, you told me to strip and kneel down. I heard you organising your things, but I couldn’t see with my forehead on the floor. Then you told me to stand up, hands at my sides, and you wrapped me in film. It’s a lovely enveloping feeling, rather like everything is with you. The red tape contrasted nicely and was much more restrictive as you pinned my hands and elbows to my side. Suddenly there was an edge to what you were doing.

Next, you carefully folded a length of film, making it four folds thick. I realised this was a blindfold when you raised it to my face. More red tape, and I was cut off from everything except you. You told me I looked like a gift, wrapped and ribboned.

The film took some of the sting out of the whip, but your intentions were clear. I could do nothing except stand still while you whipped me – I’d have fallen over if I’d moved. I felt totally yours.

Then I felt your hands near my nipples and, looking down below the blindfold, I could just see as you started to cut holes in the film. Soon, clamps hung from my nipples, little bells at the end which rang if I moved. These were quite gentle, more for looks than physical effect, but the ones you used next were very different. Thin metal rods which you could loosen or tighten as you wanted, and I watched as you made them tighter and tighter. The sensation was bitter/sweet, watching your fingers was lovely but the pain and loss of control was harder to bear.

I was totally yours, an utter slave. I had no say in what you were doing, no say in what happened. It was a beautiful, floaty feeling. Why did it have to end?

And afterwards, when you released me and let me down, I knew I’d been your Christmas present. That will live on forever…….”

trevi puppy testimonial

Mistress Aleera Dominaitrix of enchanting beauty and feminine power

It has been a week now since I had the courage to book my audience with Mistress Aleera. I write here to tell you all what a truely wonderful experience it was.

I sent a request email to Mistress and she told me to give an indication of my interests and a bit of background, which I did. I was thrilled to receive a reply of acceptance and a date about a week away was booked. Mistress Aleera is in great demand and her following is growing fast! Not surprising…

During the week I began to think how it was going to be. It was a mixture of great excitement tinged with a little fear. I was quite a newbie and didn’t what to get it wrong. The night before my session I did not sleep too well and was pleased when it was time to get the train that would finally take me to her. As my nerves took hold I received a text from Mistress.” Was I still coming to session, how was I etc?” She was so very sensitive to my position, put me at ease and asked me to trust her. “It would be ok.” “We could take things at my pace, relax.” She didn’t want to scare her puppies but help them on their journey in BDSM. This was just what I needed to hear and I felt much more confident.

I found the premisis and rang the bell. There was Mistress Aleera waiting for me. She was kind and welcoming, but I could sense her assessing me and listening carefully to whatever I said with a special intense feminine intuition. I handed her some typed notes on myself and my interests.We chatted nicely. Then I was told to prepare myself, strip, fold my clothes neatly, (Mistress does not tolerate sloppines or untidiness) and when ready enter into her inner lair and kneel for her to appear.

Naked and vulnerable I entered her lair and knelt down where she had told me. Her lair was immaculate with soft lighting and sophisticated decor thar she has created herself. She clearly has the talent to be an interior designer. On one wall her whips, canes collars and gags were hung ready for use.

On the executive wood block floor next to a deep rug was a low soft black couch. I realised that this was where kneeling slaves bent baring their backs and bottoms for punishment. My body quivered as I anticipted her entry.

Mistress Aleera then made her entrance. She exuded feminine power and dominance but was so ravishing beautiful. I could hardly believe it! So much better than the photos on her site might lead you to expect (sometimes they have used full flash which tends to flatten and blanch.
Her complexion is as exquisite porcelain, her pale blue eyes are utterly captivating, her coiffured hair rich dark to blond highlights and she possesses a slim shapely figure to die for. No wonder my whole body shook gently!

“Come here” she said… “leash” This was the first slave position I was to learn. I knelt close and upright and felt her place the leather leash around my kneck. A dream had come true- I was being collared. There was a terrific outflow of masculine power and I was becoming her slave and puppy. Her femininity flooded into the depths of my soul. I knew from that moment on she owned and controlled me. Captured by her mystic power all I wanted to do was serve obey and worship her.

The training proceeded I worked hard following on the leash and kissing and massaging her toes and feet with my tongue. She has the most delightful size5 feet and Oh those lovely toes! I had to remove her shoes but sadly did not put them tidily enough to the side. “Leash” she said gently with extraordinary authority pointing and leading me to the low soft black couch. I bent over prostrating myself as she directed. “You could have done better.” I was to feel her crop sting 8 times as I counted each stroke. Delicious. She always made sure I was within my limits and the punishment concluded. I felt sorrow at my failure and would try better to please her.

Then followed more slave training so I understood her commands and what positions she wanted me to adopt when she gave a command, then futher footworship.

In order to be one of her wolf puppies, which I wanted more than anything in the world, you go through an initiation.
How thrilled was I to learn that i was judged to be ready to attempt this milestone I knelt before her and placed my lips on her Queen Wolf ring. Another electric moment! as I felt the core of her feminine dominance pass into my heart marking with the wolf symbol and the hieroglyphics of a small calf tattoo binding me to her.

I was now to endure a number of strokes of the dragon cane as a sign that I was worthy to be part of her pack. Back I went to the low couch. My body sunk into its softness. I relaxed but offered my body to her with complete abandon. She prepared my ass with the skill you would expect using various floggers.

Then the dragon… I counted the strokes 1,2.3.4. 5. waves of ecstatic sweet pain flowed over me, each stroke gained slighly in intensity (great skill was evident here) and i seemed to float into a dreamy place, hardly hearing her checking to make sure I was all right (The sign of a knowledgeable, sensible and caring dominaitrix) as I said 8 it felt suddenly more painful and I told her. “Fine,” she said, “you have done very well indeed, my puppy.” Two lighter stokes followed. I was told I could now consider myself as a puppy in her wolf pack. She was pleased with my perfomance and service. I almost wanted to burst into tears! Greedy puppy that I can be I asked for a little more punishment. I feel so ashamed at that looking back but how wise and sensible she was to refuse. “You have a heavily bruised bottom and will need to take care of it tomorrow. (There was bruising and I said clearly before that i wanted it. The strokes were extremely accurate and placed with consummate artistry)” I thanked her and kissed her ring and while i knelt before she put her head closer to mine and gazed into my soul with those incomparable pale blue eyes. An unforgettable moment when something very deep inside me happened.

The session concluded, she politely showed me to the door. I went out into the real world again.
I went and had a coffee feeling on cloud nine. I had, and have found the mistress of my dreams and I want to learn from her and travel with her guidance. For me to serve, to adore and to worship has a whole new meaning.

Enchanting, beautiful, exquisite mystical feminine totally professional dominant, MISTRESS ALEERA I thank you. I am here to serve you always, trevi pup

Guys book your session with her and discover a rare treasure indeed. SHE IS FAB and will blow your mind. (this is an honest testimony I have no other connection with her other than as a new client)

A message from My pack

This is written for future slaves to Mistress Aleera.

Mistress is a remarkable, amazing woman. She’s extremely positive about life and very kind and accommodating. But if you mistake that outward appearance for someone who is soft underneath, you are in for a shock. She means it when she talks about relentless domination. That’s what she wants, your submissiveness. And if that is what you want to give, then you won’t find a woman who it is more satisfying to serve.

In session she’s a dream. She loves the dungeon atmosphere, loves the dynamic she creates, loves watching you crumble in front of her. She reads you like a book, knowing instinctively what will work between you, and then she makes it hers. She makes you hers.

Once bitten, twice shy? No, exactly the opposite. Once bitten, you’re in her pack. A werewolf, enslaved to her for ever.”