The life of a professional Mistress brings many interesting challenges and new experiences.

Take the other night. I had never mummified anyone, but now I was hearing that request.

Making sure that we had avenues of communication in case he needed to notify me if he felt anything was going wrong, I began to wrap him up in that handy bondage tool, Saran-Wrap. Then I lay him down on a sheet on the floor. I teased him with my feet for an hour and a half. Yep: an hour and a half.

I alternated between slapping, pinching, poking, covering his eyes, and plugging his nose (the slave had tape over his mouth), all with my feet. For a bit I just read (a fascinating book on 19th century psychiatry), either with my feet propped up on his face, or rhythmically massaging my feet with his face and tongue.He fought a little at first, but it was nothing that wasn’t taken care of with a few slaps and a couple of minutes of showing him that he was going to do what I wanted.

At this point I modified his posture so that his head was accessible and I could get into a comfortable position lying next to him. I then trained him to kiss my feet when I said “Kiss” and to stick his tongue out when I said “Tongue,”. Suffice it to say, I enjoyed this session.

The session came to an end organically when we started talking about music, musicians, and venues. In the end, he tipped me and I appreciated it.