creaturalatex
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Joined: 5/17/2010 From: Italy Status: offline
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I saw Her in a lot of tv show such as "i viaggi di Nina" on La7 tv, "ciao Darwin" on Canale 5; Her Majesty Goddess Fetishdea, a trasgressive woman who likes fetish and that captured my interest immediately as i quickly understood that domination is in Her DNA. Immediately i searched for Her website and rapidly i found Her website, full of photos, stories, interview and more other things about Her. Thousand of pages ! On the site i found i couldn't find Her Phone number and so i sent her a presentation e-mail and a phone number had been given. I stored that number carefully and then i decided to contact her. My first impression was to be in presence of a real Dominatrix. A few words, but firm and that didn't let any repy except for "yes madam". She gave me two dates for my week end: Thuserday afternoon or friday evening during a dinner with a friend of HER. I chose the second option and so at friday in the late afternoon i got the car and drove to the place. the travel was not normal as i couldn't think nothing except Her and my heart went fast and fast. I asked myself who had been Her and if i should have been able to serve her When i arrived my doubts disappeared as i found out a strict voice woman, whose feet were fantastic and her body stunning. She ordered me to kneel in front of Her and to worship Her by kissing Her feet. Then she forced me to stay there with my legs together, my hands behind my back and looking at the floor. In my silence a mix of submission, fear and excitement was present. In five minutes she explained who was the boss: she told me to remove a coloured bracelet and she forced me, verbally and with the cane, to remain still as i was not able to kneel and stay with my legs close together. Then we went, following Her, in the room near the garage, where the Queen parks her car and in the meanwhile i saw a thing unknown to me: a violet latex dressed sissy maid wearing an orange wig. In that moment, as the temperature was very high, i understood how pervert and unpredictable were the mistress. infact She ordered the sissy maid to follow us and She placed her in a cage that forced her to be bent. I was ordered to stay near the cage in the same position just near mistress' feet, in front of Her. I noted Her long thights, her painted feet and excitement/fear grew inside me due to appreciations she applied to mu butt. The Mistress , breaking the silence, asked me about my previous experiences and my reply was not good as i didn't remember any name of my previous mistresses. The mistress get angry, and told me in a calm tone that was inacceptable and that i had to take 25 strokes of cane on my legs, back and butt. In the following the Lady ordered me to massage her feet, kiss her thights and ass. those operations generated in me a mixture of divine odours and an Hormonal storm. Subsequently , after receiving a call from her friend that couldn't come for the dinner, the Mistress ordered me and the sissy maid to get into the car. The sissy maid was settled in the trunk and me in the passenger seat after opening and closing the door for the Lady. On the way i asked myself what the lady deserved for me. The answer came almost immediately: She parked Her car near a Bar and immediately after turning off the engine she dave the orders: the sissy maid had to stay in the trunk and i had to accompain her in after opening the door. It obviousli had to happen walking a meter behind her. You can immagine the good look of a female ass walfing on the heels.....Once inside the pub she told me the drink to order for Her: a Franciacorta rosè wine. The lady, after going to the toilet, sat on an external stool and i remained stand near her with my head bowed between the embarassment and the complete submission to the Goddess tha t ordered me to extend my hand as a bin. After she ate the olives my task was to collect the kernels, while the Mistress, , kept drinking and eating, smarly placing some kernels in the palm of my hand and some others voluntairly on the floor and me forced to collect them.
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