Make A Movie With Me

Would you like a permanent record of your session with me and are you up for some proper BDSM?  I am particularly interested in hearing from anyone who would like to star in a dungeon-made movie with me.  Outlined below are examples of the sort of scenarios I enjoy, or maybe you would like to suggest your own scenario? Don't be afraid to ask and the more weird, unusual, or hardcore the more likely I am to be up for it. Mistress does watch adult movies .. but only really enjoys watching the ones in which she is the star.

I am not interested in long winded telephone conversations about what I do and what I don't do, or e-mails questioning this and that; suffice to say that if it's BDSM I am up for it all.  If your thing (like mine) is being filmed in a session and if you are up for something interesting and with that certain WOW factor ... give me a call on 07961 833705 and come get your ass down here.

Q: Why would I want to be filmed?
A: If the fact that it pleases Mistress is not enough for you (and it should be, because the more I enjoy the session the more you will), think about how amazing it will be for you to have a permanent record of your session with me. The memory of our session need not fade and You can watch us over and over again. YOU ... the star of your very own BDSM movie ... and ME ... right there in front of you whenever you want.

Trust me ... watching yourself at play is just awesome. You get to see things that you might only glimpse during the actual session ... like a close-up of your cock as I torture it, the way your ass jumps as my cane bites deep into it, the turn of my ankle in stiletto high heels, my silky smooth skin, my tight round butt, or simply the expression of pleasure on my face as you writhe and suffer for me.

Q: Will I be recognisable?
A: No. I will insist on your being unrecognisable (mask/hood).

Q: Who films it?
A: We can either put the camera on a tripod if you don't want another male present, or my fly-on-the-wall cameraman will film us (you won't even know he is there and it does make for a better film).

Q: Do I have to have model looks?
A: Mistress doesn't actually like pretty boys and since you are just a tool to be played with as I see fit, I really don't care if you are 30 stone, have two heads and a large third eye in the middle of you flat forehead. In fact I would prefer it, as it would probably make for a much better film.

Q: What is the film used for?
A: The film will be used by me, because I would far rather watch my own BDSM movies than watch boring old soap-operas on TV ... AND I may use it to promote The Brighton Dungeon (i.e. it might be seen by your wife, or by your mother). I may also sell clips from the film on the internet, or place the film on my members site.

Q: Do I get a copy of the film we make?
A: Yes. You will be given a free high quality copy on DVD.

Q: What will it cost me?
A: I will insist on just my usual tribute for the session. Filming the session costs no more than my usual session tribute.

Q: If I am really up for something extremely harsh, will you waive your tribute?
A: I might consider it, but only AFTER you have been in a session with me at least once, so I know that you are a genuine player. I have had too many people say they are up for a serious bullwhipping (for example) only to shout stop after the first lash. Can you imagine how disappointed and let down that makes me feel.

Q: Can I have someone else in the film with me, male or female?
A: I often make films featuring one or more slaves, and I have several transexual friends who can add something to a good session. Don't, however, ask me to get other females involved as I just don't go there (playing with other females really isn't my thing as generally females can't play as hard as males). You can fantasise about it, but I find other females just get in the way of you and me. However, if you want to bring along another female body yourself, we can discuss it.

Q: What sort of scenarios do you want to film?
A: I have a preference for the more severe, harsh and interesting scenario, but I would like to film anything that is worth watching (I am even up for 'Tie&Tease' and fetish and erotic play [i.e. foot worship and trampling], as I find such play very visual and enjoy looking back on it) see <Bulletin Board>.

Q: Do I need to pay an advance deposit?
A: No not usually, unless I sense that you are just trying to string me along. Remember, I've probably heard it all before.

Q: Yes I am interested.  What do I do now?
A: E-mail me an outline of what you are up for, or call me and we can discuss it <e-mail me>.

These are the sort of scenarios I am interested in.  Choose one of these if you like, or make up your own.

Ball busting -
Ball busting … how those two words trip off My tongue as I enter the Black Punishment Room, striding towards you, My 5” stiletto heels clicking across the floor with the sound of steel upon steel.

Mistress reaches towards you, My dark eyes shining wickedly as I take your balls in My gloved hand and begin to squeeze, to begin the play and bust your pathetic spunk sacks, to disfigure them, to focus your pleasure/pain stimuli and make you Mine. You are secured to the metal frame by your arms and ankles, in a standing position, your cock and balls vulnerable, ready for Mistress.

I begin by tying up your balls, separately, so that they are nice and tight and then I unleash My whip upon your most sensitive place, gently at first and then harder … hard enough to hurt. I put your balls on a leash and pull them so making them  mine, I release you from the metal  frame and  push you onto the Dungeon  floor, and have you bend down on all fours.

Now, slave, you are at My mercy … I will attach My electrics to your balls, I will box them, I will kick and stamp and I will bust those balls … for My pleasure.

Cock & Ball Torture -
Can you stand the heat, slave? I blow the smoke from My cigarette in your face and tell you what I am going to do to you. I am going to encase your crown jewels in hot, melting candle wax and set the package ablaze. I am going to place the burning embers of My cigarette against your most sensitive place and I am going to suck.

I am going to use your cock as My punching bag, because I want to hear you moan. First, though, I secure you to My cross and I truss up your cock and balls so that the binds bite into your skin a little, just enough for you to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are now Mine and I begin to whip them. I show you My tool box, the sandpaper to shave off your cock flesh and the electric claw with which to stroke your undercarriage, grounding the charge with My own sacred body.

I show you My trampling board, release you and instruct you to push your parts through the special holes. Do you desire to worship My leather-sheathed legs, with the tight, butter soft, black leather reaching all the way to My honey sweet thighs? Well then, you’d better be prepared to be My CBT toy.

Fisting / Anal / Strap on -
I instruct you to make yourself ready for Me, first inserting your own finger into your anus, preparing to stretch and surrender to the eventual welcoming of Mistress’ big, hard cock. You lie on My medical table and show Me the toys you have brought. Mistress is pleased with the gargantuan, inflatable, rubber dildos and the surgical speculums. You delight Me by using them on yourself, like a well-trained anal slave.

Now, you are ready. Mistress leads you to the Master U sling in the centre of My dungeon and secure you so that your legs are spread and your knees are raised. I pull the shoulder length medical gloves over My slender, strong hands and slide them up My taut, toned arms. Would you like some amyl, slave? Mistress is kind and allows you this treat, as I slip My fingers into the tub of slippery lubricant.

First one finger and soon, dear slave, My fist. How Mistress loves to feel the muscle rings inside your anus contract around My fist like the embrace of a constrictor snake. I may even punch fist you, if you are really lucky. Yes, slave and then next time, you may even have My cock.

Electrics / Interrogation -
Ah, I see you fancy something a little … different. Something with a touch of psychodrama, a taste of torture. Now slave, we shall begin. Name? I said, tell me you name! Mistress slaps you, hard, across the face and My hand snakes out to grip you between My thumb and forefinger, My digits pressing down on the pressure points either side of your vulnerable throat.

Mistress knows, sees and hears all and I know everything about you. I know that you are tempting Me, I see you fear Me and I hear you beg for mercy. You will not find pardon here, not in My dungeon, but you will find release, release from your demons and release from yourself. You will meditate in My cell, a sack tied over your head and a gunshot ringing in your ears … your mouth will open in panic, seeking breath and finding only wet sackcloth as I throw a bucket of water over your shackled form.

Mistress’ repertoire of torturous talents knows no bounds and neither does My sadistic streak. I will shock you, literally, with human electrics, violet wands and mind machines. I will devote My every last attention to you, until I get the answer I am seeking.

Caning -
Mistress stalks into the dungeon clad in a tight, black SS uniform and high, shiny leather boots. My dark eyes are hungry and I lick My red lips with My sharp tongue, wanting to taste your blood. In My hand is a bamboo prison cane which I bend and release, and it snaps through the air your heart skips a beat, because you and I both know that in a moment, this cane will be released upon your body.

You pull your binds taut, but they are fashioned from thick leather and the cross upon which you are restrained, is secure. You bite down hard on your gag (we don’t want you to bite off your tongue, now slave, do we) and tense, each second a moment too long to await the kiss of My cane.

Pure, precise and bloody, My cane is like Mistress herself and you would be a fool if you were not afraid. Slave, this is going to hurt and Mistress is going to saviour every delicious slash and every crimson gash which appears on your flesh. I will cut you and I will scar you, I will make My mark upon your body and you will wear it with pride. Know this, you will bleed.

Whipping -
Hell hath no fury like Mistress with a bullwhip. I am a she-demon with My familiar, My serpentine extension, My undulating leather limb. I snake dance with My beloved bullwhip before you, staring you in the eye and laughing out loud as you drop your gaze. You had glimpsed My body, dressed in only scraps of glossy black latex, honey-hued muscles and feminine curves.

I play with My toy, showing you how skilled I am with My whip, how it arcs and coils above My head and beneath My feet. I am a snake goddess and you are paralysed, under My spell, offering yourself up for sacrifice, holding yourself together purely so that I can take you apart.

My bullwhip unfurls in the air like a viper and flies towards you, kissing your flesh and wrapping itself around you like a boa constrictor, as I expertly strip away your skin … piece by bloody piece. I am a primal Mistress, hungry for the carnal and cruel of heart and yet, as I flail you to the bone and to the soul, I find that I love you for the very reason that you have shown your reverence one of Mistress’ most beloved toys … My beautiful bullwhip.

Humiliation / Slut training -
Here piggy-piggy, there’s a good boy. Come to Mistress like a good little slut. I hear you have been a very naughty pigslut and I’m going to have to punish you. You can squeal all you like, piggy and you can scuttle away from Me on all fours into the corner of My dungeon, but Mistress is going to get you, piggy … Mistress is going to get you.

What’s this I have here? A skin, piggy, perhaps I am going to make sausage meat out of your unworthy flesh? Ha! No, pigslut, this is slave cum Mistress has been collecting in a condom for you, especially for your dinner. Slutslave, you are honoured that I should spit in your face, that you should taste Mistress’ own, precious saliva in your dirty little mouth. Pig, you would like to eat Mistress, wouldn’t you?

Precocious slut, how dare you even dream of your tongue upon My body! I am going to make you sorry, I am going to make you pay and then, if you are a good piggywig, then I may allow you a treat, a pigslut truffle. If you are a very, very good piggy, then Mistress may permit you to suck My cock.

Tie and tease / Tie and deny -
You are shackled to the cold, stone wall of My interrogation chamber, circular metal constraints holding you upright, in place. It is darker in here; the hypnotic, reddish light coming from the flicker of candles and you can smell a faint scent of amyl nitrate, the perfume traces of the sweat and fear of your predecessors hanging in the air.

Mistress appears before you, sashaying into view like a honey-trap assassin, a strapless, electric blue, rubber dress clinging to My every curve. I tilt My head to one side and survey My prey. I see your cock is hard and smile. Mistress likes to see a nice, hard cock, standing to attention before Me. That cock is Mine. I attach metal and rubber clips and rings to your nipples, your cock and your balls, and then I switch on the electrics and you shiver, as a surge of electricity rushes through you.

I pinch you and I stroke you and I slap your face, not too hard, just firm enough so that you feel it, so that you feel Me … at least, you feel My touch. You, slave, cannot touch Mistress. Ever. Do you understand? Good boy, then your hand is free … to relieve yourself.