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Photoshoot

hello fans,

I would like to do another professional photoshoot in Prague soon. If anyone would like to sponsor it, I would be delighted.

I can give you a set of not to be published images from that particular shoot or can treat you to some Skype time or you can even attend the shoot itself if you are based in Prague (if you want to actively participate, you would need to be of athletic built and be comfortable showing your face or at least most of it).

The estimate cost would be 220 eur.

xx

MA

 

Commitment fetish

There is a widely spread misconception that Western (or westernized) men are scared of commitment, are not keen to get married and have trouble communicating their emotions. From my experience it´s quite the other way round. I have been literally stalked by marriage / committed relationship applicants since I can remember. I see men getting emotional and even crying all the time. Sometimes it really makes me wonder. What am I doing to them?

The thing is, that I’m not even trying. Sure, I do tease them but I don’t really play games, give them hope etc. In fact I am known to brutally honest and usually just try to kill it right there at the start. Does it ever work? Totally not. The more I try to put them off, the more they come crawling under my feet. Some even get so obsessed that they start showing my pictures to their colleagues and friends and refer about me as their “wife”. Obviously, the whole thing is very frustrating for them and sometimes for me as well but they all have a blast while serving me. From the psychological point of view, it is extremely fascinating – the jealousy, the possessivness, the desperation, the competitiveness, the devotion, the hurt feelings and the theatricality.

You may wonder – how can I possibly put up with it? It may be hard sometimes but the reason is that the drama is very generously compensated by the best servitude any dominant woman can ever hope for. Holidays, spa visits, fine dining, shopping, fun in and outside of dungeons, personal and intimate servitude in case of mutual attraction combined with a degree of emotional fulfillment when there is genuine connection. This connection may only happen when the man submits to me fully, without conditions and compromises and proves himself 100% loyal. That means he should not be in any other relationship while serving me. If he is, I may still allow him to serve me but he would not be taken as seriously as someone without a girlfriend or a wife.

The most mind-blowing aspect of the D/s relationships is, that as an attractive dominant woman you are totally not taken for granted by your submissive fans. For some of them it may be the only chance they will ever get to be real slaves to a beautiful Goddess. They know it and are usually grateful and appreciative. But of course when it comes to feelings, one has to tread carefully. When things get sour, it is best to get out (or let him get out) and hope the sub will just move on with his life. Some accept the end of our arrangement gracefully, others less so. One way or the other, it is great to know I have made a real difference to someone’s life even if the major fantasy – to get married to me – will remain unfulfilled for most.

Holidays with a toyboy slave

Where do I start? I had such an amazing time with my sexy Middle Eastern slave this month! We spent six days together, half of the time in Prague and the rest in Berlin. We had some nice meals and of course I was taken shopping in both cities. In Prague I was pampered with a visit to my favourite spa where I decided to get extra naughty and treat us both to a Romeo and Juliet couple massage combined with rose petal bath. Drinks, candles and fresh fruit that we fed each other with – if it sounds romantic, it was! The massage was from heaven and we could had easily spent the whole afternoon in the bath. Nothing makes you feel quite as royal and spoilt as this treatment.

On Wednesday the slave and I flew to Berlin. This was already our second holidays together but actually the first time we travelled with each other. I did not expect much more than the usual airport nuisance but I was wrong. From the first minute the slave took great care to ensure I had everything I needed – snacks, drinks and, of course, fun. He did his best to relax me on the flight by putting headphones with calming music over my ears, his muscular arm served as a comfortable head rest and he was being silly kissing my feet and hands on the plane (and later on in taxi) which was just irresistibly cute.

When we checked into our apartment, my charming toyboy slave was put to work immediately – tea was prepared, clothes were ironed, feet were massaged. We then went out for dinner and on the way back the slave made sure urgently needed cosmetics was found and purchased. I was amazed.

The next day after lunch we had a session scheduled in the famous Avalon studio. We got a well equipped room with a prison cell that turned out to be perfect for us. After some warm up torture on the bondage rack the slave decided to challenge me – something I already experienced in our last session we had in Dubai last year. I was impressed with his courage and his overall attitude. Once he was locked up in the cell, I took the key out of the room thinking about all the teasy scenarios I could now explore. Little did I know my young, fit slave would manage to escape from the massive cage within a couple of minutes. Was I having a session with a talented escape artist? It was clear I had to try harder so I made N. wear bondage mittens that were then attached to the bars of the cage in a rather complicated manner. The slave was made extra uncomfortable by wearing a collar with pins inside. Now the real tease could begin as I was wearing no panties – I previously used them to gag the slave who was being rather loud while being tortured on the rack.

What happened next I will keep private. Later on the slave was suspended by his arms and whipped mercilessly. Half of the time he was on his tiptoes and for the rest he was just hanging there with his feet in mid-air. I was totally amused by the time I was done with him, especially as he was encouraging me to make him as uncomfortable as possible. To calm the slave down I provided some aftercare / TLC at the very end of the session. We spent the rest of the day in the apartment where N. prepared my dinner and bath and of course pampered me with another relaxing foot massage. Later, when I was already in bed, he hand-washed my lingerie.

In the morning the slave was nowhere to be seen so I entered his bedroom quietly. This is always a very special moment when I wake my favourite personal slaves up. He opened his eyes immediately and jumped out of the bed to prepare my breakfast. He insisted on feeding me the banana I asked for by cutting it into pieces and putting them into my mouth one by one. We then did some sightseeing, had lunch and indulged in more shopping. N. later attended a business meeting which could possibly result in his relocation closer to me while I went for a swim in the hotel pool. When he got back I could see he was becoming emotional as we would be leaving the next morning, something he was actually anxious about from the beginning of our holidays. I did my best to reassure him I was counting on him for the future as he was seriously disturbed by the idea that I might get rid of him one day. We then fooled around a bit and the slave was granted the biggest possible privilege – to worship my exquisite body. As a souvenir he was allowed to keep the thong I was wearing that night. In fact he was so proud of the little gift he got from me that he was wearing it around his neck as a scarf the next morning. I love it how he´s always trying to make me laugh.

I am already thinking about our next holidays although it may be a few months before we will be able to meet again. That gives me enough time to prepare a D/s contract that I plan to give N. to sign.

Rose petal bath for two with drinks and fruit platter

My slaves know I like flowers

Feeding my slave snails in a Berlin brasserie

 

Slave´s resignation

Hello Mistress Arella,

I would like to thank you for the wonderful opportunity you have given to me allowing me to be your personal slave. It has been the best experience of my life.

You have done a wonderful job in making me feel like a special slave to you, which I thank you for from the bottom of my heart. You know my ambition was always to be your best slave. I can now see this will never be possible. I can see the chemistry you have with Slave N is so much stronger than what you have with me and yes this did make me jealous for which I apologise.

I think it will be best for both of us if I step down as your slave. It was hard for me to see you being so intimate with Slave N so I cannot guarantee that my jealousy won’t return.

I am not usually a jealous person and I can handle the fact you see other slaves, it was just the level of intimacy that got to me.

You have been a wonderful Mistress to me and I hope I have served you well. I will never speak negatively of you on Twitter as I have no reason to and I hope you will be the same with me.

Wishing you all the best for the future

K

On personal slavery

From Mistress´ Diary part 3

August 2014

It all feels really different all of a sudden. The dynamics is totally off as I don´t feel like dominating B. anymore. I also don´t feel like talking to him on Skype. When he asked me what I wanted to do during his visit this month, I said that it was up to him. That is so unlike me as I always like to decide.

He noticed that I hardly share any news with him these days.

September 2014

I made the hard decision not pursue the relationship with B. anymore. We should probably talk about our problems and try to fix them but it´s difficult as we are spending very little time together these days. In the past the slave used to work on various projects but since the beginning of this year he has been working for one company full time. That makes it impossible for him to come to Prague as often as he and I would like to and I´m getting bored, frustrated and demotivated in the meantime. He accepted the decision without much fuss. How very grown up of him. Deep inside he probably felt relieved that he would get the opportunity to look for an exclusive female led relationship, something he longs for but I am unable to provide.

It has not sunk in yet.

April 2015

I met the ex slave a few times since January. The first time I signed a new legal contract in which I was giving him my half of the property back. The other times he brought me a few things from The Netherlands and I helped him order some furniture for his flat. We also had lunch on one occasion. I think it was then and there when I realized that although I still enjoy his company a lot and he can make me laugh so easily, I am not especially interested to be his friend. It´s weird and wrong but I still feel like I should lead and guide him. I guess old habits die hard.

When I tried to explain that perhaps we should not see each other again as I found it upsetting, the slave somehow reacted to it more strongly than to the actual break up. I can´t really get my head around it. Maybe he felt I was rejecting him not only as a slave but as a person too but that was not the case. I was just desperate for us to move on.

CONCLUSION

Although genuine sadness followed our break up, I do not regret the decision as it eventually resulted in some extremely positive developments in my life. A few months after we split, I adjusted my life priorities and made a major personal decision that helped me grow as a person and move forward. I also realized that although in theory everyone is replaceable, people don´t really need to be replaced at all. When someone considered special is gone, you just learn to appreciate others more. By “others” I mean people, who would otherwise unjustly end up as no. 2 at best as they would never be given the chance to live up to their full potential. You open your mind, the universe takes notice and rewards you in ways you never thought were possible. 

Some of the 2015 and 2016 gifts modelled

Sexy gifts

These must be the sexiest gifts I have received in a while. Simply gorgeous.

K.’s journal part 6

Christmas

Many thanks for all the Christmas and New Year gifts including the gift cards and cash credit. I love it all – the lingerie, jacket, shirt and everything else!