Friday, 28 November 2014

Commander Sophie having fun in prison

It was the year 2103. After the google coup in 2020 the “sane people” established a dictatorship. Anyone who was caught practising BDSM or even sex, was put into prison. The prisons were gigantic and they were many.
I was officially an inmate and I had a little cell where I pretended to live if there was an inspection. But unofficially, I was Commander Sophie and I had taken over the old basketball court. A part of it was a workshop, where the best designers were working for me to keep up with my demand of wardrobe and kinky tools.
I liked keeping muscular women. They were wearing jump boots, latex hot pants and nothing on their upper body except a camouflage net. Two female guards brought in an old man and threw him on the floor. “That's enough”, I said. They were trained to go back to their positions besides the door, squatting while having their legs spread apart. The old man was coughing. “Shut up!”, I said. He pressed his lips together, swallowing the cough, his body in spasms. “Stand up!”, I shouted. His body was like a melted wax figure. I lifted up some skin folds and run my leather gloved finger underneath them. That amused me. He was trembling. His eyes looking up to me. I was much taller than him and had heels on as well. My mini skirt was one of those advanced materials, that changed gradually from leather to rubber. My corset was made of soft mirror expet. My arms were in military sleeves and my cap was a black shiny one with the insignia of our army on it.
Despite of his age, no one had ever touched his cock. The “sane people” drugged the air with pain killers and something, that would repress your libido. And we had to go outside every morning for counting. If you didn't show up, they would find you due to your sensor. I lifted his cock with my cane. He was in shock. “What have I done? Are you some kind of Mafia?”, he whined. I started walking while speaking: “We are a secret army called the “The Bliss”. We kidnap people and force you to have sex and BDSM. We want to save you.”

“I neither know what BDSM means nor sex.”, he said anxiously. My loud laughter filled the space. My single tail snatched on his thigh. It left a beautiful red stream. “I have never felt this sensation before.”, he whispered looking down to his erect cock. “That's because we generate our own oxygen in this prison. You are free of drugs. Over the next days, I am going to do a number of things to you. First, I am going to baptise you.” I made him lie down and poured water over his nose and mouth. I stopped when his chest contracted. He gasped: “Where am I? I thought I would die.” “Uh-huh, that's exactly where I wanted you to be. Between life and death, so we can start anew. Your life will make sense now. You will experience pleasure in a way, that you never thought was possible.” “Yes, Commander” , he said mesmerized. I put on a strap-on with a decent sized cock. I threw him on a table and ordered the female guards to pin him down. “I am going to take your virginity now”, I said. I fucked him. He was shouting and trying to free himself. “Bitch number 22”, I shouted. A young Indian guy showed up at my feet. “Suck his cock”, I ordered. I was sweating and pushing hard. I announced: “This is called anal orgasm.” He screamed of pleasure when he came. The first orgasm in his life. “Girls”, I said and they let him loose. He sat at my feet, hugging my thighs. He cried tears and said “thank you, Commander, thank you...” I kicked him away and shouted “Who has allowed you to move?? You will come to your senses after a couple of hours being tied up. Then, we shall continue with some proper cp.” The girls took him to the back, where there was a long row of prisoners tied up in spread eagle position. Some bitches had so suck their cocks and make sure, they were always hard. If there was a danger of someone coming, the girls would come and kick their balls.

Monday, 13 October 2014

A freezer box, two strong beautiful women and a human toy - part 2

You can't see anything but darkness. You feel quite uncomfortable in the small box. You hear rumbling noises. The two women are laughing. Nothing is happening. What a shit situation to be in! Time doesn't seem to pass for you. The straight jacket of time. The car stops. What if they get distracted by some hot guy and forget about their slave in the freezer box? But there you go. You are being lifted up. There is a lot of shaking and you bumped your head. Finally, the lid comes off. Fresh oxygen. It is so bright, that you can't see anything. A blindfold is put on you quickly. There is a strong smell of animals. You are put down on spiky damp straw. Something heavy is put around your neck and wrists. You hear metal chains rattling. The blindfold is ripped off. You can see the muscular calves of mistress in her killer heels. She says in the most normal voice ever: “It is your choice: give me the names of the members and you are free to go. Otherwise I will put the gag on and leave you here for an entire hour.” You put your head down, because you didn't want to be enticed by that beautiful woman. She stuffs your mouth with straw, then tapes it. It tickles your throat and makes you gag. You swallow your vomit. You are blindfolded again. You hear her sadistic laughter, steps, the closing of a lock. And then, only the pig. You shout but hey, you have got a mouthful of straw. You punch but your wrists are chained to your collar and it burns around your neck. You can feel the metal rubbing against your bone, breaking the skin. After a long time, you try to sleep. But one thought keeps spinning in your head. How are they going to torture you. God, they must be capable of a number of things. You are thirsty. You want to be over and done with it. But not waiting around like an idiot. In fact, the pig seems to have a great life compared to yours. If you only could be a pig. What type of problems did you have yesterday compared to today? It seems a lifetime away. And how did you waist your time! You were always so busy with the resistance, that you didn't see further ahead. Now you have time and that's a horrible feeling. Because you can see your life waisted. You hear footsteps. She turns you around with her foot. You are now lying on your back. The next thing you know, you have got a huge plug up your ass. The pain wakes you up. She orders you to stand up. Your back is getting covered in needles. You feel spaced out. And the pain. They are pulling the needles. Wait they can't be pulling them, they must be attached to something. Like strings, they have connected every single needle to rope and attached it somewhere in the room. Now, she puts needles in your balls. But not coming in and out on the surface, stabbing them straight down. You will never have children. But does it matter now? The pain diminished. Now, someone was sucking your cock. Oh so gently and skilfully. But if you get horny, your balls will harden and that will bring back the pain. You tried not to be aroused. You could smell her and now she was running her finger gently over the needles. Oh, how not to get turned on. You had to look and see who was sucking you. But when you move, the needles will hurt. Oh Christ, that wasn't worth it. It was a bold guy, you couldn't see his face, only the black hair on his back. He was wearing the same collar like you. You want to come so badly. But you would move your whole body. And that would cause more pain than you could bear. You would faint. The tied needles would slice your skin while you fall. Mistress says: ”I am going to rescue you.” Blows hit your back, probably a flogger. Oh, so she is rescuing you with a flogger. God, the pain. But it does the job and keeps you from coming. It stops. She says in an angelic voice: ”I am sorry that this is happening to you. I don't want it but you know, that it has to happen.” But her eyes disclosed her. She loved it. “If you give me the names now, you can go home.” You try to say something like “no”. They untie the strings from the needles. And make you lie on your front in the feeding tube. But it smells like shit. Oh, you are lying in pig shit. The are doing something with the needles. And then you feel the tingling sensation. Electrics. The soft voice again: “And what happens if I turn this button full on?” Thousands of needles sting your body. Your whole body is pain. You see flashes of light. You want to scream, but no sound comes out. There is only this intense feeling. There isn't anything else in the world. And then blackness. The space between time, between the worlds. You hear a voice: “What is your name!” a demanding female voice. Name? You ask yourself. I don't know my name. Where am I? What country are we in? “Jorge Villa-Lobos” Her lips part in astonishment. She knows that you have said it. Your real name. She could asked everything. You would have told her. But she didn't want to finish you. Nothing mattered now. Anything was ok. They could do whatever they wanted with you. It was as if this wasn't you.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

A freezer box, two strong beautiful women and a human toy - part one

You are at home. You don't know when we are coming, but we will come within the next 2 days. You make yourself a tea. You hear a rattling noise. Your body is in shock. Was it the turning of a key? You had strict orders not to eat anything but these couple of old toast within the two days. You listen to music, but then you turn it off. You don't want to be taken by surprise, you want to be prepared for when we come. You try to read. A book about accidents and how it is a turn on. Your mind wanders to Sophie's mean smile, to her blond soft hair. You have done everything she ordered: you have shaved your genitals, made an enema, brushed your teeth, cut your hair short, been in chastity for 3 weeks. There was no chastity belt, just whenever you felt like you couldn't hold back, you came to see Sophie for a proper caning. That helped. You walk up and down in your flat. You check again, if you have missed any hair to shave. That would be a catastrophe! You smell your armpits and oh, no! They smell like fear. You can't disappoint mistress so you take a quick shower. You love the hot water running down your body. Uh.. it's so nice. Suddenly you feel a hand around your neck, choking you! You use both of your hands to fight the grip, but she was faster and had put your neck in a lock with both of her arms intertwined. There was no escape from this one. Another hand pulled your balls. Oh god, it was like fireworks after all this time of abstinence. A voice said slowly: “Now you better step out of the shower, bitch.” You figured, that fighting is no use and do as you were told. Sophie throws a towel to you and shouts:”Dry your ugly body!” And when you start doing it, Sophie pulls your hair hard and says slowly:”Now, bitch, you have to do this fast, or you are going to upset me.” Then, the two beautiful women lift you up into the air and towards a big freezer box! You beg: “No, not that. Please! Not in there.” But the only effect it has is that it turns Sophie on. Fearfully you look into her eyes. She tilts her head in mild amusement. You run for it. But you don't get as far as a meter. Damn, she is quick. Sophie locks your arms and carries you while the other woman locks her arms around your feet. You try to kick, but they have got you gripped. You struggle with all your force but you feel the inevitable happening. You are folded into the box. Tears run down your cheeks. The lid closes. Then it starts moving, you are being lift up by those fit and strong women. You hear a door being shut. Then, street sounds. Another door being shut: you must be in a car. The engine starts and you feel it moving, stopping and going. You hear Sophie's voice: “You better check on that piece of meat. We want it fresh.” The lid is being lifted and a gloved hand touches your balls. You get hard instantly. You sigh. You hear the other woman's voice: “Yes, the worm is still alive.”
-to be continued-

Wednesday, 4 June 2014

rewriting the rules

I have read the book "Rewriting the rules. An integrative guide to love, sex and relationships" by Meg Barker. I really recommend it and if you read it, I would like to know your thoughts about it. The book works out what "the norms" are for our sexual life, our romantic life and friendships. We know, that there is the ideal body, relationship, sex life, that we try to fullfill and - fail. If we fail lots, we are considered abnormal or mentally ill. If we fail a little bit, we might think, we have got some neurosis, but we hopefully get away with it. Now, BDSM is still on the official list of psychological problems. Can you believe it??? Something so wonderful, so brave, so eye-opening, so blissfull, so feeling-life and love!
God, i could "cure" myself. I have been there. I had shut down all contact to BDSM and become normal. Normal sex, normal monogamous relationship. Yes, I thought about "it" every day, but I put "it" aside like a bad dream. I could have done that all my life. No problem. But why would I shut down life?
The truth is that there exists only madness. In all variations. And one type of madness is chosen to be the "healthy".
Ok, we know all that. But what was new for me in the book was how it makes lists from normal to abnormal with all gradations in between. Let's take the ideal model body, the nice body, the okish one, the ugly one and the horrible one. Now, I would be turned down by a model agency. And yet, people tell me everyday: "I like your strong body. I don't like skinny girls." I don't match the ideal body and I don't want to loose weight- and I am really honest here. I could have a few more muscles to be closer to my ideal. But ideal means, letting my body be itself. 
Ok, once we let go of the normative, then we have to be careful not to follow new normatives of the underground cultures. It's not a competition like: the one who can take most pain wins. Or the more extreme, the better person I am. No, this is about finding out what you want, what you are. Relax and look at your choices. I can read body language and..can I read minds? Mostly.
But, you might say, isn't this about the things I, Sophie, want to do. What I want is to use you, humilate you, hurt you. I get turned on, if you suffer. If kissing my feet is boring for you, then my needs are not met and I don't want you to do that. It takes two people to get there, to create something more than your little self, to connect to the animals in us, the godess in me and the follower in you and leave that narrow-minded culture of norms behind.

Friday, 16 May 2014

interview with Commander Sophie by couple's corner

1] What is the worst body hygiene problem you had with someone?
I do a lot of strap-on, and sometimes people don't wipe properly. But then, I am putting my gloved finger up their ass I don't have a problem with that.
2] What misconceptions do people have about scat? People have unprotected sex with someone who never got tested, but they think, from scat they will catch something. I didn't have unprotected sex in my life and my hygiene is on a hospital standard. Whenever I have been for a holiday in India or so, I get tested afterwards.
3] When other women find out what you do are they jealous? Most of them admire me and ask questions. Some feminists think, I am exploited..haha! They must be jealous!
4] What do women come to you for most? The same that men come for.
5] You are known for being into every hardcore fetish except Roman Showers, why no Roman Showers? I tried, but I don't know how to make myself vomit. You are welcome to email me suggestions.
6] What are your favorite sex toys? Strap-on, flogger, my heels
7] What are your favorite sex outfits? I love wearing military uniforms. I just look natural in them.
8] Do you have some men who come on real strong then get scared and want to stop? I had it twice. Both absolute newbies. One was scat and he literally run away. The other one was not responding verbally any more, so I stopped and made him drink a coke.
9] What do couples come to you for most? Female clients are exposed to a more stigma for paying for sexual services, which manifests in them not feeling safe- so they bring their boyfriend. Other couples are together since a long time and want a turn on. Others are in a D/s relationship, so usually the man wants me to dominate his sub (mostly, because he secretly fancies me) while he is watching or dealing with her alone in the dungeon afterwards.

Thursday, 15 May 2014

shit eating review by slave x

This morning I had the real pleasure of visiting Commander Sophie at her dungeon and it was amazing !! It started well with an easy to find & safe location in a lovely part of London. She was a very beautiful and respectable mistress which was lovely to discover. We chatted briefly about interests and no go areas. My first impressions were, what a stunning lady, tall and respectable, well spoken and beautifully spoken. So the session was mainly about toilet slavery but we tried other things. I shall skip the first fraction of the session and concentrate on toilet play. As soon as she pulled the toilet box out and ordered me to the floor I was in another world, she is a top class mistress and I was fully willing to give this my best. My head was secured in a toilet box & then I looked up and awaited anything that came down; spit, piss or shit. I was ordered to open my mouth and collect her urine, it went up my nose and down my throat and in my face, plus all the surplus was collected as a puddle in the tray of the toilet box that my head was resting in. After that it moved onto scat and carried on until the end of the session that way. As I watched her anus open up for the first time and her scat slowly come out I was mesmerized. The first piece of shit actually missed and landed into the tray my head was resting on, she soon realized and actually wanted it in my mouth immediately. She soon placed the mouth full sized piece of scat in my mouth carefully and pleasurely by the look in her eyes. so for the first time I had her shit in my mouth straight from the source. I was highly aroused as she looked down on me with her scat filling my mouth, I chewed on it slowly as she watched and concentrated on texture and smell. I could make out little pieces, it was smooth and course smelly, I didn't gag at all in fact it was actually an amazing pleasure. Once I ad been trying to eat that piece for long enough, which does take some chewing by the way, more was to come out. I watched again with excitement while making more room for another fresh load to land into my mouth. In the end another two big loads were to come warm and fresh out of her so basically she produces a lot. Plenty for me to ever try and eat it all and easily enough for most I am sure. During all of this she was very arousing & it was a totally comfortable experience with her. I truly felt like we both had an enjoyable time and I feel she is a world class scat mistress.

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

shitting with love

i have recently looked into the toilet and found that i had shitted out a perfectly formed heart!