It’s a funny one, how some fetishes and fantasies suddenly appear or evolve. So much of the time we’re used to the idea that our particular kinks have been a base material of our entire being since childhood, and we can see particular incidents or memories that have founded this need within us.
I don’t recall having had a big thing for the whole Cuckold fantasy prior to the last year or two, however. It’s been something that’s crept up in, somewhat Iago-esque in my brain, which the nerd in me does very much appreciate. (Hence the post title)
When we get down to it, I suppose the thing that really gets me hot under the collar for it is the cocktail of power, denial, and teasing.
I had such a hot session a couple of years ago with a young man who wanted me to verbally “cuckold” him during a longer discipline scenario. At the time I was confident I had the verbal skills to do so (they are renowned for a good reason) but was concerned I might not connect viscerally to the concept, as it wasn’t then a fetish of mine.
As I started describing in vivid, explicit detail just how the rival’s cock would stretch me, and examining my victim’s own cock to extensively lament how it would never get anywhere near me once I’d been fucked by a real man, so we may as well just cage it; I started to get particularly turned on.
It was the start of a whole new theme of fantasy for me, and oh boy, has my brain enjoyed itself with exploring ideas…
Forced bi elements like the sub having to get the rival’s cock hard and ready, bondage elements including the sub being restrained in a body bag as part of the bed, and even lesbian cuckolding – where myself and a lady crush enjoy each other’s bodies as only women can, finishing in me fucking the other woman with a strap-on inches away from an immobilised, desperate man’s face.
My (current) particular favourite though is the slave who so desperately desires me, always drinking in my image as he kneels by me, in collar and chain; never allowed more than a few kisses on my gorgeous bottom through my lace panties, but always dreaming of the day those panties are gone.
One day, after some prolonged leg and bottom worship, I hitch my tight dress a little and slowly slide down my panties, holding his eye contact the whole time. Perhaps finally this is the time! When I beckon in the Alpha Male, the slave begins to realise his fate. Stripped and collared, I hold slave’s cock in my hand and, smiling, merely shake my head. No no, that will never be good enough for me. Silly boy. Let’s have a look at what a real man’s cock is like…
The Alpha Male is being barely contained by his jeans, so my red nails reach out and slowly unzip, letting the slave see my reaction as the hard, huge cock is revealed, a wicked, wanton smile spreading across my face.
Now this is more like it. This is what I want. What I desire. You want me to be happy, right?
Slave’s leash is tied to the headboard of the bed and those worn panties are slipped into his leather hood, held fast against his greedy mouth and nose to inhale, whilst his vision is obscured to little more than pinpricks. Tiny, fleeting snapshots of flesh and lust as he hears in excruciating detail the hiss of zippers and throat-caught gasps of passion, the slick wet sounds of tongues and touches, and then the squeak of a bedspring and a tense pause, before the unmistakeable groan of Mistress being slowly entered by that Alpha cock.
Maybe the fucking is only for mere minutes. To the slave, being forced to listen, it feels like hours. With limited sight, every other sense is on edge, and the hot, almost petrichor scent of sex quickly infiltrates past the lace panties. Listening to the Mistress he longs for crying out her pleasure is both a torture and a strange thrill…
Perhaps these will never happen. That’s the unpredictable fun of our kinky games, I guess – sometimes specific fantasies have to stay in the mind. I’ll continue to enjoy thinking about them very much, though.
Or; why I don’t offer same-day sessions.
Excellent for deterring those pesky Neck Pigeons.
Look, I get it. I know it’s exciting and nerve-wracking, and that sometimes you suspect that if you don’t just get it done then and there, you’ll never do it.
Am I talking about tattoos? Actually no, but there’s certainly an analogy in there. I’m sure plenty of places like tattoo and piercing parlours have a similar level of “Hi can you see me today?” requests.
You might think that it’s “worth a shot” or “can’t hurt to ask”, but actually as a first timer sending me a line like the above just indicates to me that you haven’t thought this through at all, and, more importantly, you don’t care that:
a) it’s an experience with me, as you couldn’t care less who is smacking/shouting at you, you just want it from anybody and,
b) that perhaps, just perhaps, I want to actually enjoy said experience too.
The guys who write 1-2 line emails like the above are not going to lead to sessions I’m interested in. I have no desire to be the “you’ll do” for your impulse wank fantasy, and if you can’t even be bothered to write a paragraph about what sort of session it is that you are even interested in, you certainly do not deserve the level of detail, planning and energy I put in to my scenes.
I state on my website that I usually require 3-4 days’ notice for bookings. This is an estimation, and sometimes that notice can be stretched to as little as 24 hours. Same day? No.
Well for starters because that is how I do things. Which should be the end of that explanation, but things on the internet often need spelling out a little more. So…
) I don’t live in a venue. Nor do I work from home. The various places I do offer sessions from are all studios, rooms or dungeons that I pay to hire, chosen for their suitability to each enquiry. They also all have their own calendars to juggle, meaning that not only is it harder to shoehorn additional bookings in with no notice, but it’s also a bit disrespectful to the owners of the venues. You give me notice, which gives them notice. Everyone’s feeling more relaxed.
2) I have a full and busy life outside of creating and running scenes and parties. Which means I don’t just sit around in a venue all day waiting for the phone to go. That would also be creepy due to point 1).
3) I need to plan. Just because you’ve said that it’s going to be a “standard school-theme session/usual headmistress stuff” doesn’t mean that I’m going to just autopilot from cold. Even the sessions in which I’m requested to be dressed casually (not yet had one asking for me in sweatpants or a onesie, mind…) and be super informal are still thought through. I need to know someone’s previous experiences/current expectations, and be in the most receptive headspace to read the reactions and body language of whoever I’m playing with so that I can deliver the optimal experience that I am known for. So much of what I do that is devastating to you is non-physical, and without sounding like a total wanker, it’s actually quite full-on both emotionally and physically for me. I’ll usually be pretty damn tired after a few hours of play, no matter how exhilarating it was. It’s not a bad thing, obviously, but it’s something I’d love more people to bear in mind.
4) Anticipation is a cruel and wonderful thing. I love knowing that the person I’m going to be playing with is having to have at least one night’s sleep with the tingling, inexorable awareness in the back of their mind that an intense, and possibly terrifying, experience is going to happen. Even if someone doesn’t directly dream about the upcoming session, the trepidation starts a chemical reaction in the body that just isn’t there for something last minute. Too subtle for some, maybe, but the devil is in the detail, as they say.
5) This list shouldn’t need to be this long, so just respect my time and energy, and reap the eventual endorphin reward, smug in the knowledge that I had a fun/satisfying time too.
Obviously by “avenue” I mean THAT avenue. Yes, behind you. Now bend over.
Regular Twitter readers will know that I’ve been doing a lot more Electric Play recently, and am really loving it. Per this short video clip of me laughing heartily at a man I’m electrocuting.
Electrics does seem to be one of those play areas that people often avoid or back off from trying. I’d suspect it’s got much to do with the fact that you are dealing with an invisible force, and one that you’ve grown up learning to revere and fear. Then factor in the whole filmic stereotype of “Car Battery Interrogation Torture” and you’ve got yourself something that is already sounding quite dangerous.
Then, of course, there’s the fact that it’s really not advisable to attempt it as a DIY Kink project. I do not want to see some tabloid report about firemen having to rescue a naked dude covered in butter, sticking a sword in the toaster.
I have to admit, even as someone who’s been in the lifestyle and professional scene for almost 15 years, I took years to even contemplate trying out Electrics as a device for play. Granted, much of that reticence was more that the first 8 years at least I was almost solely a Disciplinarian and CP Specialist, and with most of my play scenes and sessions then having a domestic setting, things like electrics never really entered in to it.)
There was also the issue that I’d never tried it myself.
I feel it’s really important for a top to know what the thing they’re doing to a person feels like, or at least can have an approximation of what it feels like if they’re lacking the exact same body parts that are having said experience.
Obviously I am acutely aware of how all spanking implements feel, how bondage feels, how interrogation feels, how pegs and pinwheels and everything else feel – because I used to play a great deal with them back in the dark mists of time when I switched. But I’d never tried electrics, and once I stopped switching, it seemed even less likely.
Then, a few years ago, I got my own Electrastim set. And, one morning in my lounge, I sat down in my knickers and wired myself up in varying ways.
Mr Hunter walked in to find me running an electric pinwheel down my thigh and hissing “Ah, you little bastard!” as I turned the dial up. He didn’t stay in the room much longer…
What does it feel like? Well that’s a fun exercise in descriptions! Considering it’s something you can’t see …(unless it’s a Violet Wand, in which case it’s awfully pretty..)
I’d say it’s a broadly penetrative sensation. Depending on the charge going through and what attachments you’re using it can vary from tingly, to vibrating, to a deep, incontrollable squeeze feeling. The Violet wand is more of a tickle through to a strong flick.
With the pinwheel attachment on the E-stim, it’s almost like a slicing feeling – like a scalpel cut – which makes it amazing for intense sessions where someone wants to genuinely feel like they’ve been cut open or castrated/circumcised. Add some appropriate props and a blindfold and you have all the makings of a terrifying, mind-bending scene. Much recommended from my perspective!
With the sticky pads attached to both ends, you can run the current between them with some wicked effects – isolate a muscle, or, my personal favourite, apply a pad each side of the groin, meaning that the current flows across the genital area – it’s an incredible way to give the feeling of invasion or being overwhelmed by an invisible force, and is especially effective when the subject is restrained and blindfolded, as the mind runs away with the possibilities of what on earth the unusual sensation is. You can even make it seem like there’s more than one person touching the victim with pads. Great for a proper and thorough head-fuck!
There’s really not enough room to write about what all the different attachments feel like, but the very best thing about Electric Play, in my opinion, is that for the same level of pain you’d get with physical contact such as spanking or knife play, you come away with no marking. Perfect for many types of player, especially the ones who need to keep things secret. Plus there’s no downtime between sessions; you can ramp it straight back up again. And the sheer versatility is amazing. I’m really hoping to get a few more attachments to add to my collection.
Come and try an introductory session with me and discover Electricity for yourself. I promise not to reenact Back To The Future whilst I have your genitals hooked up. (Unless you ask me to, and then I will make it weird and probably call you Marty, and shout random film quotes at you whilst playing the soundtrack. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.)
If you want to try it for yourself, I hugely recommend Electrastim – I don’t have that exact model, but it’s very similar, and comes with all you need. If you already have one of the boxes and want to try the pinwheel out, you can either use a uni polar pinwheel with the second connection attached to one of these pads (which are massively useful in general for e-stim play. You’ll get through them.) or you can get the bi-polar pinwheel that takes both plugs.
I sometimes use conductive gel for things like the pinwheels – to be honest I’ve made my own before as well, which works just as well, but if you like your kink to be super swish then it’s definitely worth getting some.
As a standard online cautionary note, I have to point out that Electric Play should be avoided if you have Epilepsy or a Pacemaker, and that you should generally keep its use to below the waist, especially when you’re starting out.
Bi-Polar items/Violet Wands are generally ok to take all over the body, but uni polar can quite easily be accidentally taken across the heart due to the electricity taking the shortest path between the two points – so if you were holding the conductive end of the pinwheel and picked up the pad or ring you’d attached the other plug to, you can see how it might end up taking that route up the arms and straight across the torso. Get into the habit of switching the box off before you replace a pad or fixed point. Or get some professional guidance!
Chaps who are seeking the ULTIMATE in debauched rogering by 5 ladies are in for one hell of an exclusive treat.
Raven-haired beauties Mistress Absolute and Goddess Cleo are running this as a joint promo, and are joined by Amazonian Miss Mighty and legendary strap-on specialist Ms Tytania – (and ME! )- for some serious tag-team action.
4 guys. 4 slings. 5 ladies. LOADS of cocks. Onslaught of ass-violation!
This event will be in LONDON on the 24th of August, and there are 3 times to choose from:
2.30pm / 4.30pm / 7pm
Strictly limited to 4 guys per time slot, and a really incredible opportunity to explore the depths of your… depravity!
It’s been a while since I offered any sessions over the border; truth be told, I tend to get a larger number of time-wasters than genuine enquiries whenever I decide I’ll make myself available for the auld hometown. I have no idea why, but it’s a touch off-putting, as I’m sure you can imagine!
As such, I am offering very limited spaces in Glasgow AND Edinburgh this trip, all in proper, discrete dungeon/fetish venues.
An advanced, deductible deposit will be required to secure your session.
I will be able to cater for those in need of a good spanking/tawsing/caning, as well as the foot fetish fans, face-sitting seekers, and in fact all activities listed on my website. If you are unsure whether your particular fantasy or play preference is an option, and it isn’t listed on the “No” list on my site, then drop me a line.
Glasgow I will have some time on the 14th and the 19th of AUGUST
Edinburgh I will have time on the 16th, 17th and 18th, and possibly the 8th AUGUST (if you REALLY pique my sadistic and creative interests!)
Go to my website, have a good browse, and then get in touch if you’d like to experience some Hunter!
Happy new Rear/Year, chaps!
As those of you who follow my Twitter account will have seen, I treated myself to a new XH tawse from my favourite maker, M C Customs, and with Burns’ Night fast approaching, am going to be offering a selection of my 30 minute sessions for those wanting a no-nonsense punishment, on Sunday 24th and Monday 25th January.
Poetry recital is optional, although if you are in to either humiliation or perfectionism, I’d thoroughly recommend getting me to set you one of my preferred Rabbie Burns pieces for you to deliver in a delightful dialect.
Why do I love the tawse so much? Well. For one thing, it’s a darn sight easier to transport around. My main two-tail tawse is lovely and supple now (it’s been used a LOT!) and rolls up beautifully into my handbag.
I don’t have particular issues carrying my canes around; (other than it being a bit of a logistical ballache, and praise be for venues with a good cane selection) indeed, I’ve been asked “what’s in the long bag?” several times. I’ve also had to openly carry some around, which wasn’t planned, nor ideal, but still fine:
(Oops… The above was from a train journey in which I was carrying that bag and another of the same size that was filled with new vibes, dildos and cuffs, gifted by a friend who was emigrating. The latter bag was, of course, the one that fell off the train seat. I never did manage to retrieve one of the buttplugs that had rolled under a family’s seat. Awkward…)
But a tawse is super portable, and effective too. Often chaps familiar with the feel and fear of the cane are unprepared for how devastating a proper hand-tawsing is.
Facing me, having to look into my eyes, whilst the tawse hangs down behind my shoulder. Being warned for flinching when I feint a stroke. Having to proffer your hand aloft, physically holding it out for the punishment. There’s no escape.
And not just hands, of course: I do proper, laid-flat, tawsing on the bottom when space permits. (If it doesn’t, I am more than capable of delivering an equally firm stroke on the swing, both fore and backhand.)
Then of course, there’s the Ring Of Fire. You, standing with hands on head and pants pulled down. Me, delivering strokes to the front of the thighs, the sides, the backs, and so on. Mean, and very effective.
As mentioned in the title, my availability is slightly different during the next 6 weeks or so. I will not be able to book advance sessions as readily, and, for a change, you are going to be better asking 2-3 days in advance of your ideal date, rather than a week.
I will have very limited availability from mid February to Early March, so if you were planning on getting your New Year Treat to yourself booked, move quickly!
Santa Subby, kneel under the table by me, you’ll see…
Will you be a good boy, Santa Subby? Now open up your chimney tonight.
Santa Subby, a 54 stroke caning for you, it’s due…
Get that pecker up dear, Santa Subby, I’m stretching out your chimney tonight.
Think of how I’ve never missed. Think of all the other guys on whom I’ve pissed. Next year I’ll be pushing you, to open up and take my fist.
(doo doo bee doo)
Santa Subby, push out your bot; this spanking is not a lot. Far less than you deserve, Santa Subby. I’m thrusting down your chimney tonight.
Ain’t it funny? That little thing I really don’t need, you weed, even though it’s all mine, little subby, so watch me take a real cock tonight.
Santa Subby, straighten up my stocking seams next, I’ll check. I want perfect straight lines, Santa Subby, or else I’ll burn your chimney tonight.
Come and get over my knee. I’ll give you the spanking that you really need. I really do believe in you, but let’s see if you can really plead.
(doo doo bee doo)
Santa Subby, forgot to mention one little thing; your ring. Yes I mean your slut arse, Santa Subby, so open up that chimney tonight….
(due apologies to Eartha Kitt)
A quick update on my London availability over the Festive season:
I will be sessioning up to and including Christmas Eve (22nd-24th morning/early lunch sessions only)
Christmas Day off.
Boxing Day and 27th late morning only, then that’s it until the New Year!
The Christmas Slayers party on December 16th still has a cancellation space: some serious FemDom CP with some amazing ladies! Sarah Stern from English Spankers and my sister Lucy McLean, as well as myself and Jadie Reece.
Ms Hammond-Grant, my secretary at Murdoch Academy is arranging detention sessions for those wanting to go into their Christmas Holiday with a Roasting Bottom.
Due to continuing disappointing behaviour from errant pupils, Miss Hunter has space set aside in her diary for detentions in her study in Central London.
30 minute detentions: A proper Short Sharp Shock. No nonsense, no messing about!
Exceptional miscreants can commence the detention with six-of-the-best, cold, on a bare bottom over the school horse. Those who are (ever so slightly) less deserving of such harsh treatment will get a good spanking, strapping, paddling and then a caning.
One Hour Detentions: A broader detention experience for young men and ladies who benefit from extra punishment such as writing lines, corner-time, being scolded, and sitting the test they cheated on that got them into this kerfuffle in the first place. Also, of course, longer punishment!
Contact Miss Hunter’s secretary using the email
secretary @ hellomisshunter . com
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Season of Mist(resse)s and mellow fruitfulness!
(sorry, Keats. I do love you really.)
Yes, the nights are drawing in again, and we’re all digging out the winter warmers. Thankfully my right arm is more than ready to dish out some seriously hard spanking to heat your deserving behinds up!
Firstly, Slayers news: as I limit these parties to 9 gents maximum, they do tend to get booked up. Our September 16th party with Spanking Sarah, Katerina Krieger and Rebekka Raynor is full (although you are welcome to go on the waiting list!) but as several chaps missed the beatings boat, I took pity and added an EXTRA DATE with a different line up of ladies, on Thursday October 22nd. The infamous HUNTERESS will attend this party, along with the brilliant and sexy Jadie Reece – this is what she treated us to at the last party!
Booking is now open for the October party, so get in quickly to take advantage of this treat!
Visit the site (not updated with the October info yet) to book in! http://www.theslayers.co.uk
Second news: my last Glasgow trip had to be postponed, so I will now be there on SEPTEMBER 30th only, for very limited sessions. Apply ASAP: a deductible deposit will be required to secure a booking due to a number of previous timewasters.
See my website as usual for FAQ, full info, and genuine, recent reviews.