Probed and experimented on by Anubis Twins

This session was a complete surprise. I had been chatting with Lady Wolf and Mistress Absolute in their fantastic dungeon venue – Arch Nemesis – when out of the blue the former told me to go and count the needle stock. When in the presence of the two finest Dominatrix in London you do as you’re told. I reported back that there were 370. “Perfect”, Lady Wolf said.

Within a few minutes I found myself tied and strapped to their medical bench and then left alone. The lights went out, the eerie drum and bass started and not one but two Anubis arrived and stood either side of me staring quizzically and menacingly. I’d had a chance to put two and two together and arrived at 370. My body was swabbed and the two apparitions set to work with the needles mirroring each other’s moves.

I like needle play, sort of, depending on where they finish up (see below!), but one thing always happens and that is that I go utterly gaga. The first few hurt a lot but as the endorphins kick in things change. I vaguely remember a conversation about lidos, biblioteques and waterproof books conducted in intergalactic languages (just don’t ask because there is no sane answer). While this was going on my upper body was being decorated with around seventy needles of various gauges. That wasn’t too bad to deal with apart from the two needles positioned through my nipples to which I screamed just about louder than I have ever before. However, it was when I became aware of activity in my nether regions, along with lots of fiendish sounds from my captors, that I started to get really nervous.

To cut a long story short, I finished up with three dainty red buttons sutured to my cock anchored by half a dozen staples and a dozen further needles in the vicinity to complete the decoration. It really did look very pretty. Oh, and did I mention the fun needles place through the tip of my dick and scrotum to which I might also have cried like a baby? I really have no memory because I was on another planet by then. One occupied by two exceptionally skilled Mistresses who had been ‘kind’ – no wait – generous enough to give me an anniversary to remember. I was spared the full 370 needle tariff but I managed around 130 before throwing the towel.

In all seriousness, I was thrilled that Lady Wolf and Mistress Absolute had given me this double session and grateful for the consummate skill and care they showed me, as indeed they always do. They are frequently available for double sessions and a respectful request will, I am sure, elicit a favourable response. So do yourselves a favour and make an enquiry.

fenpup 2019

BUTT FUCKED BY ANUBIS

Celebrating One Year serving Queen of Wolves. Pt. 1

As part of celebrating one year of serving Queen of Wolves a special appearance was made by Anubis – the Egyptian deity recognisable by the jackal head. Big black eyes and long ears sitting atop a slim body clad in black, skin tight, shiny latex and polished knee high boots. A truly wonderful visual apparition.

Anubis said nothing but pointed at the fucking sling indicating that I remove my clothes and position myself accordingly. My legs were put into stirrups high above my waist leaving me vulnerable with butt fully exposed. I knew I was going to be probed and watched with trepidation as Anubis got into her harness and positioned the dildo that was going to explore me. My ass was lubricated and the cock pushed straight in, full length. There was a pause, black  eyes staring into mine and without braking gaze Anubis started fucking me hard.

Lady Wolf is exceptionally good at strapon and has taken me on many memorable rides; I can’t begin to tell you how good it feels. This time it went to new level. The Anubis look and attitude brought a weird, genderless vibe to the scene. I knew, of course, that behind the mask was Lady Wolf, but quickly forgot this and was drawn into a surreal world of alien beings supplemented by chaotic nerve jangling music. My body responded to the stimulus in all the usual ways and in an odd rapture I heard myself pleading with the dark creature to take me harder and deeper. I was in full butt-slut mode.

Some time later when utterly wasted and exhausted the probing ceased and I lay on the sling trying to catch my breath but savouring the internal sensations following the pounding I had received, but Anubis was not yet done with me.  She positioned a fucking machine such that it would continue the anal assault. The machine is capable of delivering a slow sensual experience all the way up to a 120 strokes per minute intense ass fucking and I was tested on all levels for a further period until I was wrecked.

This session was epic! Let’s just say that walking was a bit of a problem when Lady Wolf had finally dealt with my butt using not only Her physical skill and energy but also at the controls of the fucking machine.

If anal play is something you enjoy, then a polite request to Last Wolf might just get you a session as memorable as this was for me.

True Freedom Is Never Achieved Until Control Is Given Up…

His first needles!

my journey with Lady Wolf began late last year..years of doubt about who i truly was had been suppressed. my true identity had started to bubble to the surface, and i was seeking a guide to take me through a new voyage of discovery: mind, body and soul. i needed that truly unique and special person to show me that to be submissive is something that is natural and beautiful.

Lady Wolf talks about taking her pups down the “rabbit hole” Before we met this was one of my favourite expressions… a journey of the unknown with a skilled guide… how could i not be intrigued? Tentatively i reached out, and immediately a connection was there between Her and i… a bond. Two four hour sessions were booked to take place over three days. Living in Canada i travelled to see Her.

i was nervous and excited when i knocked on Her door a few weeks later… i have always been in control, it’s what i was taught… to manage others and to know what happens next, always to know what’s next. Deep down, i knew that Lady Wolf was about to change all that… to allow me to see who i was… to see a side of me that i had never experienced before. 

We sat and talked for a few minutes, and She got to know me better. Lady Wolf listened intently, but She’s extremely perceptive and dare i say, empathic. Her piercing blue eyes don’t miss anything. She asked what i was into… this was such a new world for me i wanted to explore everything for the next couple of days… to test my limits… we talked about impact play and bastinado, electro torture, needle play and hooks, bondage… and strap-on play. She smiled and we began our journey together, not in separation, but in partnership. But don’t get me wrong, it is Her who leads, i follow!

She turned on her music which i can only describe as “fit for purpose”. The lyrics hammered into my brain during the sessions, again and again reinforcing the play between the two of us.

We began both days with some impact play… She strapped me to her bench and brought out what i would guess are a variety of paddles, straps and switches. She started lightly, respecting my thresholds but gradually increased the intensity of her strikes on my bare ass. i’m sure by other standards Her strokes were light, but to me they invoked something so deep inside me, so gratifying, so intensely primal that i growled, howled and i dare say snarled. Incredible.

But then the sessions diverged… on the first day we moved to electro torture and nipple play. Lady Wolf strapped on the electro device onto my cock and balls and turned it on… low power at first… She wanted this to last a long time! She was wearing boots that clicked on the floor whenever She moved. She told me that i only need to be concerned when they stopped clicking… oh the anticipation whenever the clicking stopped! She added to the sensation by blindfolding me… i couldn’t tell where she was, but knew when the clicking stopped… be ready.

Steadily the electro current was increased and the tingling in my cock and balls steadily increased with it. She played with my nipples, teasing squeezing, clamping… sharp breaths were inhaled and slowly exhaled as the pain increased… and the ever increasing current to my cock and balls just kept coming. The current starts as a tickle, barely noticeable, but Her timing is exquisite. Over 45 minutes She just kept increasing it, from a tickle to an itch to a vibration to a current… each sensation was a revelation… i honestly can’t remember how long this went on for, i was so lost in a mind numbing bliss.

On to needle play we went. She strapped  me onto a bed and started. She wanted to let me experience this in a gradual way. She had bigger plans for our second session! Lady Wolf carefully checked where she would put the first set of needles. She put a couple of needles in my upper chest, telling me to draw in a breath to counter the (very brief) pang of of pain. She is an expert! Several more were inserted below my stomach. When i looked up and saw those needles in me, giving expression to my dreams and desires, tears of gratitude came to my eyes. All thanks to Lady Wolf.

So ended out first session…..

6 Hours of WolfPack Fun!

Gas masked and body bagged!

So, I decided to ask Lady Wolf for a six hour session. This was much longer than my usual three hour sessions and would give Lady Wolf plenty of time to try out a number of different new activities with me.

Lady Wolf planned the whole afternoon in great detail, introducing me to new interests such as breath play and bastinado mixed in with old favourites – strap-on and electro torture. I have been fascinated by breath play for a while. I enjoy electro torture immensely and the remote aspect of breath play held a similar appeal.

Lady Wolf tied me up in a full length body bag and bound it firmly to a flat surface with leather straps. This was much tighter bondage than I was used to and escape was impossible. Lady Wolf then carefully fitted a gas mask onto my head, checking that I was ok and could breathe normally. We were ready to go. I love heavy bondage and this arrangement was really comforting. However the gas mask was quite unnerving. It gave me a real sense of isolation, which made what was about to happen all the more disconcerting.

Lady Wolf began to carefully cover the end of the breathing pipe. Very quickly I felt the pain from lack of oxygen and began to wriggle. Lady Wolf was very careful, as it was my first time, and let me breath again after a few jerks. I loved Her for it. She gradually extended the intervals of oxygen deprivation but I still felt relatively comfortable. Then Lady Wolf sprang a surprise on me.

The next time She let me breathe, just as I was about to fill my lungs, the pipe was suddenly closed. In seconds I was jerking and leaping in pain. However I didn’t panic as I knew Lady Wolf would keep me safe.

This was enough for a first introduction to breath play and we moved onto rope bondage.

I was tied up in a straight jacket and put comfortably on a mat, face upwards. Lady Wolf took down a heavy rope and tied it tightly around my ankles, before hoisting my legs up by attaching the rope to a bar at about waist height. Lady Wolf is an expert with a rope and when She had finished, my position was extremely vulnerable and I was totally immobile.

From my vantage point I was able to observe that the knots were immaculate. When I saw that the soles of my feet were fully exposed I remembered, with some trepidation, that I had shared with Lady Wolf a curiosity in bastinado. Bastinado is one of Lady Wolf’s favourite interests and I was thrilled to participate in it with Her. However I was also a little apprehensive. I knew that bastinado can be extremely painful and I didn’t how well I would cope with it.

Lady Wolf began to gently tap my soles with a thin cane to warm me up. This was a kindness. Then She increased the intensity of the blows so that they gave me a little pain, but no more than I could absorb by relaxing and breathing deeply. Suddenly, to show me the consequences of including an interest on my “Be careful what you wish for” list, Lady Wolf gave me a hard blow across the soles. I had intended to remain calm and silent as long as possible during the bastinado. But with the first hard blow I let out a loud yell. We continued for a while with moderate blows interspersed by the occasional hard blow on the soles. After a while I came to really enjoy the moderate blows, for the relative relief they provided, and I was able to look up and watch Lady Wolf’s expression of enjoyment as she set about her work.

I never managed to remain silent during a hard blow. Maybe next time! Lady Wolf released me from the bondage and I was able to enjoy the sight of the rope markings on my ankles while She got the next activity ready.

I was tied to a chair using leather cuffs and straps, then blindfolded and gagged. Lady Wolf began to attach clips and clamps to me. I guessed these were for electro torture, a favourite for the both of U/us. The gentle throb on my nipples and genitals proved my suspicions. However the sensory deprivation really heightened the sensations and the clamps on my nipples hurt a lot. After a while Lady Wolf removed the nipple clamps. I was glad of the relief until Lady Wolf began to tweak the sore, numb, nipples. This was far worse than any clamp and I couldn’t contain a loud yell. I was teased and tormented with a mix of noise, electro and more nipple play and then we stopped for a break.

We chatted for a while over a snack and some water – even Wolves need to be fed and watered – and then Lady Wolf looked at me and said “BumPup, next I am going to introduce you to needles.” My heart leapt. Needles was something Lady Wolf and I had discussed several times recently. I know that Lady Wolf has a passion for needle play, and I had become fascinated by it. She is also an expert and professionally trained, so I knew it would be very safe.

But I still felt that twinge of terror you get when you are about to get onto a really scary ride for the first time and are worried that you might have misjudged your confidence. I was aware that I was going further down the rabbit hole than I had ever imagined possible. Lady Wolf led me to a medical bench and tied me to it with more leather straps, so that I would not make any sudden moves.

Then, after rubbing my scrotum with alcohol, She showed me the needles She was about to use. It was only four of the smallest needles. I was sure I could manage these and anyway, I wasn’t about to back out at this stage. So why was I giggling hysterically as my heart pounded? Lady Wolf calmed me down and picked up the first needle.

She asked me to breathe in, then out. As I breathed out She pushed the first needle through my skin and I let out a loud yell. My adrenaline level was off the scale. This was the most pain I had felt all day. It was also very different – much sharper and more intimate. I could feel Lady Wolf pushing the needle through my skin. And Lady Wolf really enjoys pushing needles in!

Once the first needle was through, I was relieved that the pain had eased, while knowing that there were three more to follow. Each was just as painful to insert and then it was over and all four were in my scrotum in a neat arrangement. After taking a photograph to help U/us remember,  Lady Wolf removed the needles quickly and safely and cleaned the skin again. I was thrilled to have taken this first step in needle play; to have submitted to Lady Wolf in one of Her favourite pursuits. Lady Wolf was equally pleased that I had enjoyed needle play.

We agreed that W/we would have to return to needle play again – and soon! Next W/we moved onto a session of strap-on play. Strap-on is one of my favourite interests and it is why I first met Lady Wolf.

However, after the needle play, I seemed to have no stamina for strap-on and I had to ask Lady Wolf for mercy quite after a short while. To finish the day, Lady Wolf strapped me to the medical bench once more to be subjected to the milking machine. The milking machine is an unusual sensation; very mechanical and impersonal yet ultimately arousing. In my uber relaxed condition, the experience was most pleasant.

Of course Lady Wolf likes to make games interesting, increasing and decreasing the intensity of the machine for Her amusement.

Then, Lady Wolf said to me “I am thinking of sending you home like this.” She turned the machine off, and laughingly added “That’s the moment you realise I am not joking.” Of course I was disappointed by the orgasm denial, but due to my extreme adrenaline dip after needle play, the disappointment felt like a distant awareness of someone else’s pain.

And so a wonderful afternoon with Lady Wolf came to an end. I thanked Lady Wolf for all Her thought and planning that had made O/our time together so special and for taking such good care of me through so many new experiences. I really am so grateful to be part of Her Wolf Pack. Next day I awoke with a deep sense of rueful regret about the orgasm denial and wondered if delayed torture was a first!

Fortunately the regret was softened by a pleasing, gentle ache in my scrotum; a reminder of my first needle play with Lady Wolf and the promise of much more fun together in the future.

BumPup
2019

Hooks and Needles

The six hooks…

Picture this. Ambient music and subdued lighting fill the room. I am lying flat on a bench, strapped down and incapacitated. There are six hooks in my chest. Each has been threaded through a pair of holes created in my skin by a piercing needle. Each hook is tied with string and connected to a frame above me, it looks like a weird string instrument. A milking machine is relentlessly working on my cock while my Mistress strums and tugs at the strings so that the hooks painfully pull at my skin. My arse and legs are on fire following a cold caning and fierce whipping. I feel transported to another place. It is a medley of amazing sensations.

So it was at that exceptional session with Queen of Wolves. Lady Wolf had obviously decided that I was to be pushed and tested further. I was nervous at the thought of needle and hook play but because I totally trust Her it was more fear of the unknown rather than fear of pain, even though that was to be intense.

Earlier, Lady Wolf had caned and whipped me hard. She has done so many times but increases the pain level and duration every each time we meet. She thrashes me until I am bleeding (this is something we both enjoy a lot) but this time was brutal. Not only had She caned me until my arse was raw but had whipped the highly sensitive backs of legs until I was broken and there was crying. Lady Wolf intuitively knows when I need that harsh treatment but also how to comfort me as the tears flow. Afterwards I feel purged and clear-minded. This time there was more to come.

And so with my butt and legs burning, Lady Wolf orders me onto the restraining bench and connects the milking machine. She pushes the needle through my skin six times, slowly of course, in order to maximise pain (Lady Wolf is a no-nonsense sadist, right!). This, on top of what I had already received, made me start to float away. The hooks look amazing after She positions and ties them. The sensation of them tugging at my skin sends me off to another place. I really do ‘journey’ in true Shamanic fashion. Lady Wolf pulls at the hooks, it is so painful but that pain slowly melts and fuses with what is already there. She talks to me, guides me on my journey, asks me where I am and what I am doing. Well, I am in a cave with another boy, having sex (the milking machine is doubtless responsible for this vision). She turns up the machine and pulls the hooks even harder. I can feel an orgasm building – am I allowed to cum or not, I’m not sure. But then I feel a Doxy between my legs, teasing me more and the machine goes to full power.

In my cave I am fucking my boy hard but I hear Lady Wolf telling me to describe exactly what is happening. Bang! I orgasm really powerfully, it lasts for ages, writhing around on the bench, the sensations are intense but eventually subside. Lady Wolf guides me back to reality and the medley of bodily sensations re-enter my consciousness but they are well and truly anaesthetised.

Needles and hooks are new to me but I can without any hesitation recommend a session with Lady Wolf to explore this. She is expert at this play and also a qualified piercer so there is nothing to fear, She knows what she is doing.

This is why I love my Mistress so much. Not a romantic love of course, but one that allows two souls to commune safely and be open to new experiences. Lady Wolf leads me on a journey, I follow, She takes care of me and in return I give Her my loyalty and protection.

Fenpup
2019

bum puppy

I have been visiting Mistress Aleera for about a year. Mistress Aleera is an amazing mistress; she is kind and gentle, allowing you to build trust in her, yet always in command and allowing you to sense her power. If you allow Mistress Aleera to persevere with you over a period of time, she can take you on a journey of discovery.

I started my journey with some simple strapon training. Mistress Aleera has taken my strapon abilities further than I thought possible, leading me to my first assgasms in our last meeting. She has also helped me to explore my submissive side. Of course it is so much easier to be submissive to a beautiful mistress that you can open up to and really put your trust in.

Today we started off with some more strapon play. Mistress Aleera was as wonderful as ever and managed to tease more assgasms our of me. The memory of Mistress Aleera pounding me to the rhythm of her favourite techno beat will stay in my head for a long time.

Mistress Aleera then introduced me to edging. This was my first experience of edging, tied to a bench and at the mercy of Mistress Aleera. I was in ecstacy as Mistress Aleera teased me; her knowing​ smile only adding to the moment. By the end of the session I had been taken to a place in subspace that I didn’t know existed and I was utterly in Mistress Aleera’s power, mentally as well as physically.

I am already excited with anticipation for what my next visit might lead to.

frank’s first encounter

I recently had the honour of meeting with Mistress Aleera, and this post reveals what went on and my feelings about it. I hope it will give those of you who have never met Mistress Aleera, but have contemplated doing so, the encouragement to take the plunge. This testimonial provides an honest account of what happened and hopefully conveys just how utterly impressed I was by her intuition and capability.

Having never before visited or contacted a dominatrix, I was delighted when my opening e-mail requesting a session was met with a warm and enthusiastic reply from Mistress Aleera inviting me to her lair. What then followed was the longest six-week wait of my life! Trust me when I tell you not to delay in contacting her. Her time is immensely sought-after, and that tells you all you need to know.

Finally, the day came and I dutifully arrived at the specified address at the allotted time. My first encounter with Mistress Aleera was actually a few words over the door’s intercom – her voice was so much softer than I was expecting. In I went, ominously downstairs and into the unknown. She greeted me at the entrance to her lair, her face bearing a welcoming smile that gave away nothing of what was to come. She is truly stunning, as anyone who has met her will testify.

We spoke for a few minutes before the session got underway. I had dutifully provided Mistress Aleera with an e-mail outlining what I was seeking a few days earlier, but she had the experience and intuition to see immediately that I had talked myself up too far and she wasn’t afraid to tell me just that! I later realised just how right I was to trust that she might already understand me better than I understood myself.

What followed was an introductory session in which my pain thresholds were explored with a variety of whips and canes. I undressed, and moments later was securely bound to the spanking bench. To warm me up, Mistress Aleera used a small paddle and administered more strokes than I could count in just a few short minutes. I was immediately taken aback by how fiercely such an innocent looking weapon could sting in the right hands. Already I knew that I was dangerously close to being in over my head.

Once the warm up ended, she brought out several other implements, including a dragon’s tail, a strap, a single tail whip, a flogger, a crop and a cane. Mistress Aleera showed me each one up close before using it on me and this only served to heighten the anticipation. She expertly wielded each weapon, constantly pushing and playing with my limits and reading me with an expert’s ease. The sensations were indescribable kand I truly didn’t want the experience to end.

Eventually, Mistress Aleera untied me and let me see the results of her work in the mirror. Quite a sight!!

After a brief pause, I was taken to the centre of the room where my wrists were cuffed to the ceiling so that she could whip my back. However, before wielding her flogger, she brought out her electrical kit and placed various electrodes on my cock and balls. The sensations were amazing and the intensity was gradually increased once the back-whipping commenced. Clamps were placed on my nipples just to add to the sensory overload, creating an experience that I want to repeat again and again. The sting of the whips cut through everything, and Mistress Aleera clearly enjoyed using my back as canvas for her artistic creativity. Despite the pain, the occasional delicate touch from her fingertips on my freshly marked back sent shivers through me that eclipsed everything. She eventually relented and released me so that I could see her latest art work in the mirror again.

For the finale, I was tied to a cross to receive more whipping on my back. She continued to push me with the strap and dragon’s tail (my two favourites by now, I have to admit) and a new thinner cane, clearly delighting in testing my limits further than before. Of course I had no intention of disappointing Mistress Aleera by asking her to stop! From my vantage point I could also see several other fearsome weapons in her bag of tricks. Curious though I was, I counted myself lucky that they were not brought out to play (this time). By the end, I was covered with welts and bruises that were to last a couple of weeks.

When the session was over, we chatted for a few minutes and I was privileged to get to know her a little better.

There is no doubt that Mistress Aleera is a remarkable woman and a highly skilled dominatrix who takes her role very seriously. I was taken aback by how kind and considerate she was throughout our time together, and she knows just how to bring out the best in a newcomer. She demonstrated from the outset that she has a deep understanding of the true needs and desires of those who come to her, and I very much hope to return to be guided by her expertise as I explore this side of myself.

The Wolf Pack Ritual

Not just a House of Wolves

Aleera, Queen Of Wolves, caught my attention some time ago. I was drawn not only to the idea of the Wolf Pack under Her command but also to our common interest of exploring BDSM within the pagan world. I wrote a polite request to meet Her and was thrilled to receive an invitation. On the day I was nervous, Lady Wolf has a reputation for hard, limit-pushing play and I knew my masochism was going to be tested at new, perhaps spiritual levels. Yet, when the dungeon door opened this beautiful woman gave me a warm welcome and some relaxation time to steady my resolve. Lady Wolf is a true professional and we clarified all limits, expectations and safety matters. I felt secure and confident.

My heart started beating faster as my Wolf Queen positioned the spanking bench. A candle was lit, the lights were dimmed and suitably ritualistic music was played; for that is what we wanted this session to be – a ritual. Told to strip then gagged and blind-folded I was put into position and restrained; my first ordeal was to be a caning. I felt and heard the first stroke land across my ass, hard and hot, I breathed deeply. The next came, harder, accurate and painful. Lady Wolf knows how to pace a caning by reading Her submissive’s bodily signals. The strokes landed incessantly, the pain cleared my mind of everything else and eventually I started to float far away. All I remember was hearing the sound of Her cane as it repeatedly struck followed by the crack of Her whips across my ass and legs leaving me ablaze with pain as they licked fire on my skin. I went beyond subspace to I don’t know where, but it was blissful.

It took a long time to come down from this experience and I vaguely remember kissing Her feet and seeing the pleasure I had brought my Queen by taking everything she had wanted to inflict on me.

If possible, I encourage people to request a session of two or more hours because then the full extent of your and Her needs can be enjoyed in a relaxed and unhurried fashion. We had a short break for a drink and chat. Lady Wolf told me to get onto the sling, She spread my legs, tied my feet and entered me with one of her strapon dildos. I love the joy on Her face as She has her way with her pup. I felt honoured to be taken so thoroughly and pleasurably by my Queen who gave me twenty or more amazing prostate orgasms (if you don’t know what they are, I’m sure Lady Wolf will educate you).

By the end of our session I was alive with all sorts of sensations, feeling relaxed and happy but also spiritually awoken. I have never felt as connected with a Dominatrix as I do with Lady Wolf. My next visit is less than two weeks away.

BumPup’s unforgettable afternoon.

BumPup’s unforgettable afternoon.

All of my sessions with Lady Wolf are exciting and memorable in their own way. However, my latest session was a time apart. It reached me at a deeper level, both physically and mentally, than I could ever have imagined. I hope I can share a little of why this session was so special to me.

Since Lady Wolf’s gave me my training collar, our sessions have become better and better, as I have trusted Her to push my boundaries, bringing the excitement of the new but also strengthening the bond of Leader and pupil (pup!) that is so important to Lady Wolf’s relationship with Her pack.

I knew today’s session was going to include strapon play and electro torture but Lady Wolf hadn’t shared any more details of Her plans. When I arrived, Lady Wolf was in a really fun mood, dancing to some upbeat music. Today’s vibe was going to be playful I thought. But you never can tell which way Lady Wolf is going to lead the adventure. It was a 3 hour session which gives a lot of time to build the mood and the empathy.

The first part of the session was electro torture. I was wrapped up in a straight jacket with EStim attatched to my genitals and some nipples clamps. The playful mood continued with lots of laughing and teasing from Lady Wolf and more giggling from me. However, using Her great skill, Lady Wolf gradually increased the intensity of the pain until She had coaxed me to a higher level than I had every managed before. This left me squeaking and helpless. But Lady Wolf always knows the right moment to stop the pain and She brought me down to a calm subspace, where I felt very relaxed, peaceful and totally submissive to Lady Wolf.

We then moved onto the strapon part of the session. I love strapon training, and one of my best sessions to date was when Lady Wolf first managed to get me to assgasm. However, I always struggle to relax enough as the intensity builds, so that I had not experienced an intense and extended prostate orgasm. Lady Wolf is an expert with a strapon and has trained me to manage the physical aspect of strapon so that it is very pleasurable and pain free. Today started gradually as usual as Lady Wolf slowly built up the intensity. Then Lady Wolf changed to Her prostate stimulating dildo, changed the music and the mood. All of a sudden I could see a look of determination on Lady Wolf face as she increased the intensity of Her thrusting. As the pressure built I had to stop twice for a breather. But today I could see that Lady Wolf was determined to help me achieve the next level and, more than anything, I wanted to let Her get me there.

As the intensity increased I started to babble incoherently, then howl and squeak. I loved the way Lady Wolf laughed at the effect She was having on me. Then we were there. I was overcome by assgasm after assgasm. But the Queen of the Wolves was relentless, continuing until She had brought me to my first prostate orgasm. I will never forget the look of satisfaction on Lady Wolf’s face when this was achieved.

The cumulation of the strapon session was undoubtedly the most intense orgasmic experience of my life. But even more memorable was the intensity of striving together, Leader and pupil, Wolf Queen and pup, to achieve something that we had first started our journey towards over a year ago. I am so lucky to have the Queen of the Wolves as my Leader and Mentor.

Further Down the Rabbit Hole

A Ritual in Kink!

Queen of Wolves is interested in exploring aspects of BDSM within the context of pagan/heathen beliefs, i also follow this belief system. W/we had talked a lot about using established Rituals within the Wicca and Heathen traditions. For this session Lady Wolf chose the ‘Ordeal of Pain’ for this pagan ritual was also to be part of my training towards one day being admitted to the Wolf Pack, if i am deemed worthy.

Carefully applied pain in a ritual context aims to bring the submissive into an altered state and thus bring them closer to Spirit. Intense psychological drama creates an emotional Ordeal for both. They travel to the dark places in themselves and come out safely having learned useful things in the process. Raven Kaldera, “Dark Moon Rising: Pagan BDSM.

Lady Wolf ordered me to kneel before Her and kiss the Wolf ring adorning Her finger. i bowed my head as She helped me to relax guiding my attention inwards urging me to let go of everything and to centre my focus. She cleansed both U/us and the dungeon space with burning sage ushered around with a crow’s wing. The altar was set, candles lit and ritual music played.

Already emotionally charged my Wolf Queen instructed me to disrobe, be quiet and get into position. The ceremonial cleansing combined with Her firm commands filled me with a confidant willingness to obey and ready myself for the pain She was about to inflict. The Ordeal sets out the manner in which caning and whipping is carried out to take both Dominant and submissive on a journey. This is given impetus by the Top/subspace well known within BDSM circles but then to transcend that space and connect with other forces. Yes, it may sound bizarre but there is powerful psychology, emotions and sensations at play here.

Lady Wolf told me to prepare myself because it was going to hurt right from the start – no warm up. Everything was still, i composed myself in order to concentrate on processing the pain and channeling my energy back to Her as well as using it to try to enter the altered state we both sought. There came three hard cane strokes, followed by seven more, then another twenty-one. i cried out, gripped the bench, breathed deeply and concentrated on processing the intense pain. She circled me and whispered in my ear; “Clear your mind and let go”, “Connect with the universe and give Me your energy,” She ran her fingers over my body in a reassuring and caring way before returning to deliver more, increasingly hard strokes.

Lady Wolf is an expert with canes, whips and floggers (plus lots of other implements and devices!) Reaching for the one meter long senior dragon She continued the caning eventually pushing me into a pool of ecstatic release. i didn’t know where i was but became dimly aware that i was being pushed further still by a fierce whipping. This continued until blood and tears flowed, and this is what W/we wanted. i was in an unknown place being purged of something even though i wasn’t sure exactly what. The Ordeal continued until i was completely broken, the pain dissolved within me, there were feelings of flying, giant waterfalls and i was peaceful.

She knew exactly when to stop The Ordeal because Queen of Wolves reads me like no other ever has. The Ordeal might sound scary but it was amazing! Lady Wolf had taken me on that journey and from deep inside me came out all this shit. Under Her instruction i struggled to the floor, kissed her feet then she held me closely while i sobbed out my remaining tears. She had inflicted so much pain but ensured i was cared for and was okay physically and emotionally.

This is the archetypal Journey To The Underworld, and the Dominant has to be the one who gets the submissive in and out, and the stand-in for the implacable Death Gods who inhabit that dark place. To do so the Dominant has to be perceptive, good at reading people, good at creating an intensely moving ritual structure, and utterly ruthless. We have to channel the Underworld forces through ourselves….it is our sacred task as priestesses of the Underworld to take them all the way in, and get them back out alive and better than they were. Raven Kaldera, “Dark Moon Rising: Pagan BDSM”

i believe W/we will take things further still and continue to explore these sacred acts. i have never been particularly submissive but the trust and respect i have for Lady Wolf is becoming very special indeed. As She says, “Welcome to my lair! Give yourself to me totally, utterly, completely”. This i willingly do my Wolf Queen.