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Mistress Xena
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August 2021 marks My 20th year as a Dominatrix. Some people state, “You look so young! How could this be your 20th year? You look so young!” The answers: Good genes, I eat healthy (and have some cheat days), I work out, I don’t toss a lot of makeup on My face, I have a skincare routine, and I get the proper amount of sleep.
August 2001: I admit, I was slightly nervous. I remember the dungeon, to this day. I remember some of the Women who also played there. I recall a a moment where I was really letting a pain slut have it. His cries echoed throughout the dungeon. One of the Ladies stated, “What did you do to him?” I said, “Paddled him. Bad boys get punished, right?” She smiled.
How I celebrated: I played with My NYC slaveboys, of course!
Some people have asked, “You enjoy this, right?” The answer: I wouldn’t be doing this if I truly didn’t enjoy it. Regarding BDSM in a whole, This is My lifestyle, this is euphoric, this is who I am. Here’s to 20 years !
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This was the second time I was sessioning with the lovely mistress xena. It was a complete wrestling session in the first time where I was outwrestled and put in various holds(including but not limited to headscissors, bodyscissors and my favourite grapevine)(I was also slapped and punched/kicked in the balls a couple times, gently but enough to make me moan and scream)
Now, about the second session. I requested to add more femdom elements in the session. I went to her place in Brooklyn, where I was welcomed in an amazing dungeon. Mistress Xena was looking sizzling hot in her lingerie and we had a friendly chat before I changed into a boxer. As soon as I came out of the washroom, her mood had all changed and I could feel that as we started the session with a test of strength, where she pushed me down easily(I am 5’8″, 75 kg, and am a competitive swimmer and stronger than most men around me). Then, she outwrestled me, ballbusting and kneeing me in between. I was thrown around and thoroughly overpowered. She kept teasing me with stuff like “aww is that all this pathetic ‘man’ has got”. She then asked me to try to lift her and I just couldn’t, I tried but I felt so weak and humiliated. And then Mistress lifted me up and slammed me to the mats. I was breast smothered while in grapevine, it was so awesome, she was in total control and I was at her mercy. She seemed to enjoy dominating me a lot too.
After I was completely defeated in wrestling, I was forced to worship her beautiful feet. I gave my best, kissed her foot as if it was my girlfriend’s lips. She spat in my mouth a lot of times and slapped me after that, forcing me to swallow. Mistress ordered me to get on all fours and picked up a whip and punished my ass. It was so painful and yet pleasurable. I screamed like the little bitch I am all the time. She started laughing and humiliating me(tellng me how I’m not even a man, I could never fuck a girl). She made me bark, which was so hot(I never expected I’ll like this kind of stuff before) because it kind of showed me my place there.
I went out with a smile which won’t go for a very long time. I highly recommend a session with Mistress Xena to anyone who’s reading this.
Thanks a lot for the wonderful session last Sunday.
I was very nervous to begin with and I did not think that I would be able to take even half of the activities I wanted to try. However, you took complete control right at the beginning and made me try everything that I asked for(and more!) I never felt like using the safe word even though you were continuously testing my limits
I especially liked the way you pushed me just hard enough to make the session a thoroughly enjoyable experience while ensuring that it does not get too intense for an inexperienced person. This skill probably comes with experience or the fact that you really enjoy what you do.
Hopefully I will get a chance to meet you again soon and take my submission to a higher level.
I feel as if I’m still there, to do as you command.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mistress Xena!
Review Written by Joe P. Tickle 8.13.17
Mistress Xena welcomed me at the Studio’s door as usual. What was different was that today’s tickle party included three other playmates, the first time I’ve been at the mercy of four ticklers. Mistress Sass owns beautiful flowing red hair and a smooth, sensual singer’s voice that she likes to drop to a whispery tone in ticklish ears. Mistress Andrea’s gorgeous eyes accent her short blond hair and perfect smile. Miss D rocked a purple mohawked hairstyle, with a model-trim body and impish tickle-talk voice. Mistress Xena, the Studio’s owner with long brunette locks and penetrating brown eyes, flashed her voluptuous charm and years of dominatrix experience. All of them sported well-groomed tickling nails, showing them off to me as I undressed. Soon they had me spread-eagle cuffed in a face-up position on a leather bondage table. Mistress Xena slipped a blindfold over my eyes. Ten anonymous nails started grazing my left foot, ten more stroking my right arch. Two more hands wriggled into my underarms while a final set spidered on my sides. I tried not to squirm, but Mistress Xena and her friends knew me too well from previous sessions to hold still. “Tiiickle tickle” and other cooed taunts weakened my resistance for 20 minutes. A tongue snaked into my ear. Curious claws explored the palms of my hands, stomach and knees. Toothbrushes scrubbed between my toes, and the relentless verbal arousing continued. Eventually their attention turned to draining me. With two giggling vixens tickling all over my feet, another lightly teasing my balls and Mistress Xena steadily working a vibrator along my shaft, they succeeded twice in an hour. Another blissful hour remained. They loved my exposure upright in the X-frame, enjoying the futility of my clenching defenseless muscles as they assaulted from front and behind. From there they moved me to a spanking bench, allowing easy erotic access. At the end of the session they asked if I had any last words. “Can we do this again sometime?”
Mistress Xena Thank You so much for today’s session. It was awesome. i really enjoyed being left in Your capable and evil hands. Two things about the session really stand out. First was when You put the collar on me.The collar definitely puts me in a sub space and is assign of ownership to me. i hope to one day be a worthy toy for You to own and use. The second was the shower. Again it was You making Your property. i can not thank You enough for this honor.Your complements on my fashion made me feel special also.If i am allowed to make another session with You please feel free to do what ever You want i am up to try anything once or twice. tayna. You are a true Goddess!
Review Written By Doughboy On 4.14.17
Review Written By Paul On 12.14.16
Mistress Xena, My goodness; what a session we had today!! I actually thought about it earlier tonight and compared my other two only great sessions this year and I had my best session with you for 2016 without question. Besides your very aggressive nature (once you felt me out and saw what I could take), you were not afraid to use your full weight on me and use your body as a weapon (feet and booty). Your weight is freaking awesome and very condusive to my fetishes which is a 10/10 rating. The minute you stood on me and sat on me, I was very quickly in subspace which is very rare because you had not even gotten aggressive yet. I’m not going to lie, I have never attempted to session with a domme twice in the same week or back to back but the session was just too damn good and there’s no telling when you’ll be back in New Orleans or when I’ll be in Chicago besides the upcoming wedding that I’ll be in. With that said, I’m definitely sore but actually am interested in another session as you had suggested. I think there is a way to dampen my soreness in a way. I can lay 180 degrees from where I was oriented today so you’re “attacking” the other side of my body. I appreciate you complementing me on not being a “pussy” by not tapping out, using a safe word, telling you to ease up, or asking you for a break. I was happy to please you in that you were able to do what you wanted and how you wanted.
Review Written By Joe P. Tickle Posted on 1.11.16
Decided to start the new year in Chicago visiting The Studio with co-owner Mistresses Xena and Alexandra. Soon I was stripped and pinned to an X-frame as they began to play with me. They’re bright, experienced and know all my buttons to push. They’re also tickle-teasing specialists, approaching me with wiggling fingers and “He’s so ticklish everywhere!” They eased in with light tickling of my nipples and ribs to get the giggles going, eventually attacking to get me squirming uselessly from the fingers on one side of me to the other. My laughing got more desperate as one crawled her fingers into my armpits while the other burrowed into my hips, and rocked so much when they both squeezed into my inner thighs that they camped there for quite a while. In a sign of things to come, they also verified with some sensual fingernail strokes that my cock was ticklish. Next they moved me to the upright stocks, basically an X-frame without the X boards behind me, which allowed them to come at me from all angles. The psychological torment ramps up an extra notch when you can’t see the fingers coming to tease the tips of your ears, the swoop of your neck, or the underside of your butt cheeks in addition to the other places. Then they cuffed me face-down and spread-eagle on their leather bondage table. Mistress Alexandra approached me from the front, climbed on the table and forced my head down by kneeling her athletic body on top of it. This gave me a smothered view of her attractive feet that were inches from my shackled hands, and gave her a perfect angle to destroy my ribs, sides and hips until I was gasping for breath. Meanwhile Xena settled comfortably between my legs, donned a pair of latex gloves, and delightedly gave me my first experience with butt-crack tickling for at least five minutes straight. Gloved hands also tickled provocatively along my balls, making things harder. In time they lowered their voices to a seductive level, their Kryptonite for weakening whatever willpower I might have against the next phase of their plan. “Our cock is mighty hard here,” Xena noted. There was a quiet click, and the whir of an electric toothbrush from behind. “Oh, NO, you know that sound…” Alexandra purred. “You know what that means… this is what he can’t resist!” “I know,” Xena cooed in reply. “Buzz, buzz…” Humming fiendishly, she gently re-positioned my stiffening shaft so that the delicate underside was vulnerably, helplessly face-up for easy, merciless access. The soft bristles slowly drifted up and down my erection, or lingered in small, lazy, all-knowing circles in the sweet spot just under the head. There was no escape, physically immobile beneath the persuasive and skillful brush, mentally awash in the sensual taunts of “tickle, tickle!” and “coochie coo!” in my ears. There was only one possible outcome. “Ooh, he’s trembling…” Alexandra laughed. “He’s trying to hold it in… I don’t think it’s going to take very long…” And with 40 minutes of tickling foreplay already on their side, she was absolutely right. Within a couple of minutes I was a throbbing, dizzy mess. They weren’t through, quickly cleaning the mess and descending on my feet, working them over with their nails and assorted brushes in spots they knew too well. After another 15 minutes working out my lungs and limbs against the grip of the cuffs, they released me home, beginning the year on the ultimate high note.
Review Written By Peeturd Written On : May 2015 Pee.turd was nervous as he dialed the clinic. He recognized Nurse Xena’s strict voice on the line as he stammered: “Th-th-this is peeturd. I’m calling about my appointment.” ‘Yes. I’ll be ready for you at 10 am on Monday, but you need to prepare a few things yourself.” Peeturd could tell she was smiling devilishly as she said this. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied meekly. “Now listen carefully, slave,” she commanded. “Your mistress is sending you to me for training, but you need to prep yourself in advance. Understood?” Peeturd gulped. “Y-y-yes, ma’am.” “And another thing. I’m going to be running some tests and experiments on you, so I need a urine specimen. Bring a water bottle with some fresh piss in it. And it had better be plenty full or I’ll have to punish you.” “Urine specimen??” he repeated. “That’s right, peeturd. Be glad I’m not asking you to bring me a stool sample, you piece of shit.” “Yes, ma’am. I’ll see you then.” At precisely the appointed time, peeturd rang the doorbell of the clinic and waited anxiously as Nurse Xena edged open the door. She was dressed in her latex nurse uniform. She grabbed his left nipple through his clothing and dragged him in the door. “I hope you came prepared,” she said languidly as she popped him on the bottom a few times. “Yes, ma’am. I have everything as you instructed.” “Very good. Now get undressed quickly and don’t let anything slide out. Where’s the specimen?” He produced a small plastic water bottle that was 3/4 filled with a yellow liquid. “That’s not nearly enough, slave,” she said forcefully. “I was expecting a one liter bottle at least. Your mistress will not be happy with this when I report it to her.” “Oh, please, Nurse Xena. Please don’t give me a bad report. If you do, she’ll put me in the punishment potty all night again,” he pleaded. Nurse Xena threw back her head and laughed at this. In a few moments he was naked and stood before Nurse Xena with his erection at full staff. “Up on the exam table. NOW,” she instructed. “And as your punishment for not doing things correctly, your cock will be coated with Ben-Gay.” She let out a lecherous laugh. Next comes Dildo Sucking. “You suck on that.” He struggled with the cock in his mouth but obediently went to work cleaning it with his tongue and lips. “While you’re working on that, slave, I’m going to clean you out from the inside. Your mistress is interested in improving your enema retention. So we’re going to see just how much fluid we can pump into your bowels today. Sound like fun?” “Mmmm-mmmmph,” was all he could respond as she laughed derisively. Nurse Xena left the exam room for a short while and then returned carrying an enormous amber latex enema bag. Peeturd could see steam rising from the opening and a long tube snaking from the bottom. The tube ended with a connection to a black rubber inflatable irrigation nozzle. A short tube and squeeze bulb was attached to the nozzle. Nurse Xena hung the steaming bag from a nearby bag rack and began to apply lubricant to the nozzle tip. Peeturd stared wide-eyed as he read the label of the tube of lubricant: “Ben-Gay Menthol Ointment Rub.” He shook his head as the dildo protruding from his mouth waved back and forth. “Settle down, peeturd,” she cautioned. As he felt the beginnings of a painful burning sensation, she slipped the nozzle inside with a shove. Once seated, Nurse Xena began pumping the rubber bulb and the nozzle grew inside of him, stretching his sensitive tissues to the maximum. He moaned as the burning pressure crossed his pain threshold. “I had better restrain you for this next procedure,” Nurse Xena proclaimed. “I don’t want you thrashing about and interfering with this delicate procedure. How are you doing on that dick?” She yanked the dildo from his lips and examined it. “Pretty lousy, I see. Well let’s try it again and this time I’m going to give you a little motivation.” As she said this, she picked up a pair of stainless steel forceps with one hand and began tugging on his right nipple with the other. After securing his wrists to the side of the exam table with special cuffs, she applied the forceps to the nipple and closed down. “AAAAIIIIIIEEEE!” Peeturd let out a scream as the pain shot through him. “I guess I had better look for a gag as well.” she said. “Now listen, you piece of asswipe. I’m going to put this dick back into your mouth and if I don’t think you’re doing an enthusiastic job, I’ll let you know by squeezing your nipple with my forceps. Got it? Good.” Peeturd began feverishly working his tongue and lips, slathering the dildo with his saliva in order to avoid more nipple torture. “That’s better, slave,” she commented. “It’s amazing how far a little motivation will go.” Finally, when she was satisfied with his cleaning, she replaced the shiny dildo with a special feeding gag. This gag not only blocked his ability to speak or scream, it also was fitted with a feeding tube attached to a funnel. Any liquid poured into the funnel would be force fed into his mouth. “Now I think we are ready for our first experiment,” Nurse Xena announced. “I’m going to feed you from both ends until I think you’ve had enough. Sounds delicious, huh?” She chuckled sardonically at this. Releasing the valve on the enema tube, she observed as the hot soapy solution emptied from the bag to his bowels. She also noted that his penis was becoming erect and had started leaking some lubricant fluid. As the enema flowed inexorably into him, she made her way to the head of the exam table, picking up the bottle of peeturd’s urine specimen as she did so. “As you are being filled with my special enema on one end, i am going to fill your belly with your own piss,” she explained. “I want you to swallow every drop. It will be good training for your service as my toilet slave. If you hesitate or spill a drop, I have my forceps and you have your nipples.” She cackled at this comment as she unscrewed the piss bottle. Peeturd watched in wide-eyed terror as she slowly and steadily began pouring his foul excrement into the funnel attached to his mouth. When the funnel was filled, Nurse Xena put down the bottle and placed both hands on his nipples. She rolled and pinched them as she encouraged him to swallow. “Come on, petered,” she cajoled. “You know you’re going to have to consume the whole bottle. So get busy. Next time I want a much bigger bottle filled with your piss. Got it?” Peeturd grunted as he struggled to gulp down the disgusting cocktail. “Or would you prefer to bring me a stool sample?” she mocked as she placed more pressure on his tender nipples. Little by little, he was able get the fluid into his belly as oceans of more fluid filled his lower entrails. He felt stuffed and totally humiliated. After some time, Nurse Xena removed his feeding gag and turned off the flow from the enema bag. He had taken nearly 3/4 of the bag’s contents. She slowly deflated and then extracted the nozzle from his ass warning him not to let out a single drop or face a vicious whipping. Peeturd clenched his buttocks tightly and fought the urge to expel with all his might. “I’m afraid you’re going to find our next procedure more uncomfortable than the last,” she finally said. “Your mistress wants your urethra stretched so she can permanently implant a large bore catheter in your bladder. She wants to make you totally incontinent and dependent upon her to empty your bladder. So I am going to use my lovely stainless steel sounds to probe your penis. But of course the only lubricant I have handy is Mr.Ben-Gay. So it’s going to burn. No matter, I’ve thought of a way to keep you silenced and not disturbing the other patients.” At this she fixed petard’s head into a frame-like clamp that attached to the table. Once in place, it made it impossible for his to move his head. So immobilized, it will be a simple matter to block
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