Milton Keynes Mistress la Luna - Review 6
Mistress la Luna creates another world for me to escape to.
In her attic it is as though time stands still even though I can hear the soft ticking of the school room clock & sometimes the traffic outside in the normal world. She chooses music to accompany my punishment. It is always classical & either ironic or soothing – does she care at all how I perceive it? I doubt it. Actually, once it was smooth jazz; it seemed all the more deliciously perverse to receive my correction with Mistress humming happily to herself.
There is always a hint of almost religious incense on the air, sometimes with notes of medical unguents which she has used on the others before me. It pleases me to know that I am not special to Mistress la Luna while, at the same time, being very special as she concentrates so fully on me during our time together. Mistress fills my head and I cannot think logically in her presence. I only want to please her and appreciate every atom of everything about her and in her rooms, to take into myself her thoughtfulness, to acknowledge how precisely & skilfully she has dressed the backdrop to my sexual torture.
Her expertise with paddles, one in each hand, with crops, canes, clamps and the violet wand bring me ecstasy & eventual calm. I am chained to her cross, shackled to the roof beams, suspended, draped, stretched on all kinds of equipment. The physical space & the atmosphere she creates for all of that are quite simply perfection.
Ellis, slave 9.