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I have been involved in Bdsm for years and have been a submissive for a decade.
On my trips to Germany, I had sessions with professional Mistresses who were some of the best in the business.
The first contact with the Mistress
In Greece I have not sought many times to meet with a professional.
Through forums about Bdsm and fetish, I had found very good reviews about a Mistress, originally from Russia.
I figured I had nothing to lose and contacted them to have the session in a hotel somewhere in the northern suburbs.
Aphendra Anastasia responded immediately in fluent Greek as she has been in Greece for many years.
The journey of submission begins...
Η Impressive Russian Mistress, from the first minute you started to unfold your bossiness.
She had asked me before the meeting to let her in while I was on all fours on the floor.
When the door opened, the first thing I saw was her black, shiny boots that were above her knee.
He walked over to me, urgently asked me to close the door and get ready to be humiliated.
When I looked at a little higher to see her face, I saw how beautiful and at the same time how tough she looked. This made me want even more to surrender to her and her appetites.
He tied my hands with real handcuffs.
He picked me up, pulled me to my feet and threw me face down on the bed.
I could hear her heels as she walked across the room and approached the bag she had with her.
When I felt the whip, I knew what he was pulling out of that bag.
I could hear her swearing at me, telling me that this is what I deserved and whenever the volume of my voice increased because of the beatings she would scream at me to shut up.
The subjugation continues...
She straddled me while I was lying on my stomach and I must admit that I really wanted to feel Mistress' body and weight on me.
I felt her rich, long blonde hair on the back of my neck and head.
He would twist my ears, pull my ears and do the same with my hair.
All the time she was telling me what an asshole I was and how she liked to punish assholes like me.
The vinyl and leather panties she wore clung to my skin.
I could smell her cologne that was heavy and intoxicating.
She put on a collar and leash and pulled me to the floor, asked me in a stern tone to clean her boots with my tongue.
I did it like an obedient dog and when I wasn't expecting it, Russian Mistress turned my face towards her and spat at me.
Her personality was so strong and her authoritarianism so well-sourced that I was immediately at her mercy.
In the "deep"
He told me it was time to make me feel like a whore and humiliate myself even more so he could enjoy it even more.
Then, she ordered me to put on the pink lingerie she had with her and get on all fours on the bed. To make penetration easier, she put lubricant on me and on the strap on and slowly entered me.
With each deep penetration, she would scream out how much she enjoyed humiliating and fucking me!
She wouldn't let me finish... But she did let me lick her amazing leg ends!
Original Venues, with style, personality and dynamism!
The noble Russian Mistress Anastasia, dominates my mind to this day...
