Hello my lovelies! How are you all? Surviving the winter chills? Or are you basking in the sun across the seas? Well here I am in Australia and its 4 weeks til Spring! Can you believe we’re in the 8th month already!! I cant wait, I love new things. Time for warmer weather, fresh new growth, time to come out of hibernation and get back into some sunshine, cleaning out the closet, giving to the poor, Vinnie’s gets some good stuff off me, but then again I’ve gotten some wonderful things from them too. I love Op shops, Smith family, it all goes around in cycles, what you give you receive so its all good. Recycling stuff is great! Also on 1st Aug, it was Arbor Day, so many trees were planted for new growth & more oxygen! So plant a tree! I’m planting my herb garden up again with more basil, parsley, chives etc, I’m putting in tomato trees, lettuce, snow peas, rocket and I cant wait to eat my fresh produce, you cant beat home-grown for flavour and cost!
I had my wisdom tooth removed last week, wasn’t as bad as I thought, he says to quit the smoking, its killing my gums! Yikes, what to do when I have a huge fetish for it not to mention how much I enjoy that addictive nicotine! Easier said than done, but I’m willing to give it a try, yet save the best for my smoking shoots. Speaking of which, I have a wonderful new clip to share with my smoke fetishists and or perverts who enjoy what I have to offer, this time its “The Black Devil Carnivale", a different style of clip this time in which I wear a mask, peering through looking at you as I seductively smoke my Black Devil cigarette. This was shot about 2 months ago, around the time I just had all my hair chopped off & coloured red which I just adore! I do like being a redhead, black is hot but I wanted a change, I’m like that, I like changing my look, hair, fashion, & style, much like a chameleon does I guess. I like to keep people guessing & intrigued about who I am, you just never know what you’re gonna get and that’s what makes it so much fun when you’re with me! I thoroughly enjoy doing this clip with my masquerade, another ‘incognito’ feel to it, yet I loved knowing you could only see my eyes and mouth while I smoked, keeping the mystery alive! Shiny red ruby lips surround the golden covered filter of the Black Devil, which is a luxurious cigarette to smoke, flavoursome yet mild to strong on the inhale, very nice indeed. My outfit was bought by slave action which was hot to have on, I love the criss cross effect on the gloves & top and matching stockings, very comfortable to wear, ty slave!
So I trust you will enjoy my latest clip, you can find it on the homepage of the website. Enjoy my perverts!
Now for some other tid bits of news from the past month. I have an admirer from up north, a charming man, mid 50’s who is an advocate for the Female Supremacy big time. We have been chatting for a while now exchanging emails, getting to know each other on a D/s level, sharing experiences from our bdsm journey and generally chatting about what it all means and where we stand in the scheme of things. Its been an interesting turn of events when one day he called to say he was in NSW, can he come and visit me? I do like spontaneity at the best of times, yet I like to plan meetings with these males that have a thing for me and my domination, even after many email exchanges, doesn’t mean peeps can just rock up, I value my privacy and like doing things my way, with order and detail, after all I am the Mistress here, I call the shots! I was willing to make an exception this time as he was very keen to meet me, so I frocked up, went outside, knocked on his car window and shocked the hell out of him as he was waiting til I was ready. I loved the look on his face when he first clapped eyes onto me, I don’t think he could quite believe he was in my presence at last, as he was nervous, excited and very pleased that I gave him my time on short notice. What a gentleman, I was impressed! Clean shaven, well dressed, impeccable manners and knew how to treat a lady from the minute he stepped foot into my home. He came bearing gifts and was soon on his knees, kneeling by my side as I sat & opened the packages. I did not expect any presents, just manners, respect and good etiquette, which all those boxes were ticked so I was chuffed to receive his offerings. A lovely bottle of Chardonnay, my fav cigar, Montecristo, a packet of my favourite cigarettes, Black Russian Sobranie, 3 pairs of black g strings with ‘naughty’ print on the front like “don’t stop licking’ or ‘its not gonna lick itself” LOL they made me laugh. There was a cat o nine tails ‘whip’ to go with the panties and some chocolates! Talk about spoiled! Just like a Princess should be. *wicked smile* I was ever so grateful and gave him a nice pat on the head and thanked him. He took me out for lunch, where we ate a fine meal and chatted nonstop about so many subjects, it was a treat to find out all about what made this man tick and why he loved the femme fatale so much. It was a delight to hear how much he has done for the female form, how he loves to worship women, not sexually speaking here, just with total adoration and respect at being in the presence of a powerful woman such as me, and he has let me know many times! I quote:-
“There is no one that comes remotely near your bearing, and certainly no one, that i have ever met, that comes any where near your spirit !! you, my friend, are a very unique individual , i hope you realize that. You breathed a little fresh air into me. You are a rare gem Ma’am and i sincerely thank you for all the time and interaction you have given me so far, i am sincerely grateful and indebted to you for that!” unquote.
Awww, well there you go, I rest my case. After lunch he drove me home, I was quite tired as I don’t often get to go out as much as Id like, my ill health prevents me from doing much, I get exhausted quickly and need to rest, so I sat back in my recliner and had my feet pampered beautifully. I have a foot spa which he set up, then proceeded to give me the best foot scrub and foot-bath I’ve ever had! Attention to detail this submissive soul put me in a state of total relaxation and massaged my tootsies and calves with creams and essential oils, I was truly in heaven. I don’t think men realise that something so simple can be so effective and leave you feeling like a million bucks, all women should be pampered this way, you have no idea what it does to my senses! It was lush, lying back having my cig lit, puffing away sipping my wine while being treated like a Goddess gave me joy, esp seeing a man dressed in lingerie, with matching bra and panties, suspenders and stockings, on his knees thoroughly enjoying having my feet in his hands worshiping them with every stroke, puts a big smile on my dial. A win win situation and you cant beat that! During this time, I needed to use the loo, so I had a plan, *wide evil grin*, and asked for a fresh wine glass which he bought quickly and was taken aback when I filled it to the brim and gave it him to drink as he must of been thirsty. Down the hatch in no time, then back to massaging, he thanked me kindly and continued his pampering, not a word was spoken about the kind of ‘wine’ I made him drink, but I knew how overwhelmed he felt, he was speechless! Time flew and it was time to leave, he didn’t want to go, why would he, but I was ready to drop, we said our goodbyes, a kiss on my hand and he was gone. What a wonderful day I had that day, I’m sure he did too. A few days later I received a beautiful card of thanks with a pack of Davidoffs he replaced that he smoked while here, which was very nice of him, the card has a print of Bettie Page which is sitting proudly on my sideboard, a reminder of that day we had. Thanks mister, you know who you are!!
The following weekend, my slave, ashtoi, set up the play space, warmed up the chalet, lit candles for mood lighting, prepared dinner, set the table and had the champagne flutes chilling upon my arrival, when he came and collected me for a ’special’ weekend for his Goddess and no expense spared! I got myself ready and waited for his arrival. A knock at the door, my heart skipped a beat, I get so excited with anticipation of what’s in store, I opened up and let him in, immediately kneeling he kisses my leather boots with joy and tells me how happy he is to see me again. Collared, wearing stockings under his jeans, cock n balls tied up and ready to serve his Mistress in spades, it was time to head over to the Chalet. Car was packed, door opened ready for me and we were off. The anticipation was rife, you could cut the air with a knife and I’m sure I could hear slaves heart beating loud and fast, hehe, as he knows what’s about to take place and there’s no turning back now!
As I suspected slave had done it again, the place was set up beautifully as usual, fit for a Queen, food was cookin’, music was playing, the ambiance was superb and I was where I wanted to be, nothing can compare to what my treasured slave had prepared for me, I was so proud of his efforts, that I gave him a nice big drink of my amber fluids to start the evening with as he poured the bubbles of champagne into my chilled flute I could see the bulging in his pants, I made him strip down to just his stockings and spanked his arse for thinking about the pee in his gut he just drank that came from within me making him excited and erect! Its not about you slave, its about me, so I suggest you get your mind out of the gutter and do as you’re supposed to, and that’s serving me as my object, being used for my pleasure wants & desires, NOT yours you punk! “Yes Mistress!” he yelped with conviction, “its not about me Mistress, its all about you and you only Mistress, please forgive me Mistress, i’m just a lowly pathetic male pig put on this earth to serve you Ms Cath.” GOOD!! I quipped, it seems you still need training in that department, so after dinner, I will show you who is boss of that ugly thing between your legs, it will be sorry for having a mind of its own and you will be punished! “Yes Mistress, thankyou Mistress, hurt me Mistress, train me please Mistress, put me in my place Mistress, i only wish to be the best for you Ma’am". OK, now get in that kitchen and do your thang you bad boy, I’ll deal with your ‘training’ later!
As slave prepared my meal, I selected some of my taste in music and bopped away, enjoying myself, sipping my champers, smoking my favourite cigarettes, reminiscing of the times when what I was playing was a big hit or a favourite song of mine at the time, I was shaking my tail feather, having my own party, yes, bubbles do that to me, all the while whiffing at the emanating aroma’s from the kitchen as my boy whips up a storm, still in his stockings of course, such a naked chef, Ms Cath style. *sweet smiles*
Dinner was superb, fresh schnapper fillets w/ garlic mash and fresh veg, with lemon/ caper butter sauce, was delicious, washed down with fine wine by candlelight, it was superb! As slave cleared up I slipped into my dressing room and put on my new outfit I got for a bargain from a fellow kinkster girlfriend of mine, thx L. It’s a red hot corset w/ mini skirt to match with red ribbons at the side, very nice on with my knee high leather boots and collar on I was ready to play, or should I say, ready to devour, oooopsss, I mean ‘train’, this naughty sissy wanna be, piss drinking, ashtray slutboi of mine that waits with bated breath and anticipation for his beautiful Goddess, Ms Cath. slaves jaw dropped as I came out and paraded my new skins, teasing him as I went, wiggling my arse right in front of his face, he wanted to touch so bad, he tried so hard not to, but he just couldn’t help himself, so without thinking, he did, so I slapped his face hard and ordered him to the bench immediately.
There he lay for a while as I collected my weapons of slave destruction, including a cane, leather whip, a thick leather paddle, my Black Sobranies, Zippo, rope for CBT and clamps for torture. I was ready for some seriously heavy s&m action!! ashtoi is a true masochist slave, a pain slut in other words and takes everything I throw at him and some! With glee, passion and pride of course! Me, I’m a sadist at best, I love torturing the male species, with consent of course, putting them in a space of total submission, a trance like state where all they can do is just give it up and ride the waves of pain and pleasure with me. It makes for an intense, pleasurable, erotic and incredible, out of this world session, where you’ll be in the zone so deep you feel like you’re having an out of body experience! Seriously, as in reality or the vanilla world there is no way anyone could or would in their right mind, go through such a dynamic of power exchange, living out their fantasies so wildly and so intense that anyone would you probably lock you up in a loony bin and throw away the key! Well, think again, its happening, its alive and kicking here in Australia in my corner of the globe in NSW and I have the proof. Just take a look at my website, where Patrons only, see this kind of cruelty and brutality at its best, done by me with my slave ashtoi. I pride myself on catering to these ’sick & twisted’ perverts of the world, why not, someone’s gotta do it, otherwise we’d go mad and the world would be sad and boring without us kinky creatures to keep it interesting! Its not something I can put out on the www for all to see otherwise I would be locked up, lol. No but seriously I have not met another quite like my boy who takes everything I dish out and rain down on him without mercy! Sick and twisted? You betcha! Evil and nasty? You betcha! Not for the faint hearted or squeamish? Spot on! Live and let Live? Freedom to be who we are? YEP!! And that my friends is a great place to be. Not everyone comprehends or understands BDSM, its not for everyone, I get that, it is a part of who I am as I’m naturally dominant and have the capacity and skill of making men become putty in my hands, its a women thing, I’m in control, I’m the one with the power and no its not my pussy either! Its my brain, my self respect, my confidence, my self assuredness which is self love NOT vanity or ego, that comes though in my pictures and clips without even being in my presence. It takes skill and an awareness of the human psyche to be switched on, alert and assertive to get what you want in life, and also with men mind you!
Its our birthright to live how we like, so I choose to live life as best I possibly can, and that’s being true to myself, accepting who I am, respecting who I am and others that are in my life, and if BDSM, kink, s&m, and lots of ‘naughty’ fun are a part of it then all the better. No one can say my life is boring, a lil weird and out there perhaps, sure, but each to their own and whatever floats ya boat right! BDSM, again, is a part of my life, yet its not how I live my life 24/7. I have family and friends I’m involved with outside of the ’scene’, and have many interests in music, dress-making and Astrology. I work professionally as Mistress, part-time and only session with people I think I know can handle being in my space and dungeon. I don’t like time wasters or wanna be’s, I like the real McCoy, I like that my clients know what they want, when they come to visit me, they know the drill, they play the game and we have a ball! Then its back to the grind and life goes on. Life is short, we’re here for a good time not a long time, so make the most of this precious time we have on earth. Which is what I did with my boy and took him to another planet and back, suffice to say the session was brilliant! I burned his balls almost to a crisp, burned his bare bottom with my cigar, going over his ‘love heart’ scar from a previous session, freshening it up somewhat, caning him with 40 odd strokes for all his mistakes, transgressions, sins and downright disrespect for not addressing me properly, or trying to Top me from the bottom! Ha, it doesn’t work with me as he soon discovered. I changed weapons and took to his arse with the thick leather paddle that I call the Demon! It fucking packs a punch and really really hurts like hell, he got a dozen whacks with that devil and boy oh boy his cries of pain was music to my ears! “Thankyou Mistress! he says fervently in between thuds, thankyou for disciplining me and putting me in my place, im sorry Mistress, i promise to try harder for you Mistress.” Thwack! Yes you will you dirty lil pervert, Ill teach you the hard way about what I expect from a pathetic scumbag like you, you filthy depraved animal! you will find out what happens to disobedient, so called slaves, who cant help thinking about filth through their short pathetic dicks, having dirty lustful thoughts, instead of thinking about their Mistress, who comes first & foremost! Whack!! Spank!! Scratch!…. Isn’t this what you’ve been put on this earth for slave??! “Yes Mistress! i am Mistress, i am only here to serve you Mistress! Thankyou Mistress for teaching me about Female Supremacy Mistress, i adore you Ma’am, i love you Mistress, hurt me more Mistress, let me prove to you how much i am sorry for letting you down, i will do better Mistress, i promise Mistress!” Yes you will slave, yes you will!
Now turn over and light my More, in fact light 2, Im in the mood to finish you off with a Double Stub-Out!! “Yes Mistress, straight away Ma’am". I sucked on both 120’s with gusto as ashtoi slave lit them, when out of the corner of my eye, I could see this thing, rising from the ‘ashes’, soft meat that was slowly turning hard! I gasped, you disgusting pig, you cant help yourself can you, you just cant think with your head, only with this pathetic piece of flesh i have in my now red leather gloved hand as I hold the Mores in the other, without blinking an eye, bang! two glowing red hot cigarette heads hit hard, searing through the stockings straight onto the swollen scrotum, which, I dare say, were full of that protein shit, begging to be released by this cruel Goddess! In time my slut, in good time, I have 2 long Mores to get through yet and Im having too much fun watching you twist and turn, yelping out loud, squealing like the pig you are, to finish them just yet! *wide evil grin* “Yes Mistress, i am your pig slave, your dog to use and abuse for your very own pleasure!” Tsssss, Tssss, another cry as I tap my Mores all over his cock n balls. Deep inhales as I blow my second hand smoke straight in his face as I massage his stalk, forcing the cigarettes on his lips making him drag hard and deep, leaving them there until I think his lungs have had enough, then I cover his mouth and nose with my leather gloved hand, so he can’t exhale immediately, only for him to squirm and thrash around gasping for oxygen! LOL!! I love it! I laugh at the poor unfortunate soul and burn him again and again, watching him flinch about, yelling out loud, “Thankyou Mistress", BURN me Mistress, no mercy Mistress, i am your slave, your ashtray slut, your urinal, your OBJECT Mistress!!”
Im excited! By now he is so in the zone, that if I wanted to cut off his leg, he wouldn’t feel it, he would gladly let me do it too in the madness of his fantasy, fetish and the kinky edge-play we were deeply involved with at the time. Its intense, exciting, breath taking, incredible and amazing when we play as hard as we love to do, it was time to finish him off!
With about an inch left on both Mores, I continued my merciless, nasty, sadistic reign of cruelty, as I ashed into his hungry, wide-opened mouth, tongue right out at the ready, being the perfect ashtray slave that he is, gobbled up both lots of the black filthy ash that I flicked from the Mores, which Id been slowly enjoying and puffing on, which now were coming to the end of their journey! Being the obedient object I’ve trained so well, it was time for ‘it’ to be rewarded for a job well done! Grabbing its pole with one hand, and taking a nice long last drag from 2 of the best cigarettes in town with the other, I quickly ashed down his throat, while squeezing the stiff rod, exposing his blistered balls, that had began weeping from earlier, and without a care in the world, I reach down stubbing both Mores out at once, hard and fast on the exposed, tender flesh, holding them there until they were properly put out, whilst sliding up and down his shaft, watching him thrash about, screaming the roof off with sheer groans of massive amounts of pain, the jism shot out like a fucking volcano, spewing out loads of white, creamy molten liquid, that came sploonking back down on his quivering tummy, cascading all over my red glove! Amongst yelps, screams, gasps, and moans of pleasure, I keep jerking and verbally abusing this perverted silver-back who was lost in his own space, showing no mercy, he was gone, as he kept convulsing uncontrollably, trapped in the moment, with spurts of cream seeping sporadically from his now shrinking stalk, he lay quiet and still.
I turned down the music, fixed myself a scotch, sat down and had a smoke and contemplated my sweaty navel, lol, while coming back down to earth after such a savage ordeal! slave lay silently on the bench, all I could see was the rise and fall of his belly, attached to a very floppy, used, abused, bruised and battered body. I finished my cigarette, then helped my boy up to the sitting position, holding him tight supporting him as he came back to earth. Aftercare is paramount after such brutality, this is one of my favourite parts of the evening or at end of play, where I talk him back into reality, caressing him tenderly with a gentle touch, thanking him for his undying devotion. These are special moments when we bask in the glory of what just went down, the exchange of power, the giving of submission, and putting yourself in the hands of a cruel sadistic Mistress, deserves a lil love and care afterwards, don’t you think?

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So stay tuned, & watch this space as Ill be back with some more juicy news, pics and real life shenanigans from the land Down Under..
Be well peeps, enjoy my latest blog & keep on smokin’.

Hot and Kinky Regards
Ms Cath =============*~~~~