by Lady Godiva | 19 May 2015 | BDSM
Even the letters BDSM mean different things to different people. Some say it’s strictly ‘bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism’, while others insist the D is for dominance and the S for submission. I don’t feel it really matters all that much, as BDSM seems to have become a word in its own right. Reference to BDSM is fairly commonplace these days, even more so since the recent popularity of ‘50 Shades of Grey’ in today’s mainstream society.
To Me BDSM is a delicious combination of many things, all wrapped up in a spicy, electric blanket of fun. It’s all things kink…whatever that means to anyone. For some that means an occasional buttock spank while making love; while for others it’s being locked naked and alone in a dark cell for hours, after a cruel beating.
I see it as truly limitless. An infinite expanse of imagination and human consciousness. But to Me, most of all it’s fun. I do love a sense of humour and a rapport with My clients, even if this is just in the pre-session chat. Don’t get Me wrong, I can be very stern and serious in a session, but I have also had many occasions where all that can be heard is laughter from both / all of us. Being too serious just for the sake of it isn’t what it’s all about to Me.
Different strokes for different folks. Something that makes one person reel back in horror, is the ultimate pleasure to another. Take foot fetish and foot worship, for instance. Some people cannot abide anyone touching their feet, or worse still the thought of touching someone else’s. Yet for a huge percentage of people, foot worship is something they have craved and obsessed about since very early childhood. They may not necessarily refer to it as ‘fun’, but certainly very a pleasurable experience indeed. Sacred moments when they feel truly at service to their Mistress.
Mention ‘ballbusting’ to most people and they wince at the mere thought…be they male or female. Whereas this is a very popular kink with online forums and interest groups worldwide. I’m sure there are far more mainstream ‘vanilla’ types that would really enjoy it, if only they allowed themselves to try.
However much I already know about BDSM, as with everything in life, there is always so much more to learn. That really keeps the whole thing alive for Me. I’ve always enjoyed learning new skills and expanding My experiences, and love hearing about unusual kinks and interests. I particularly enjoy the part I play in enabling someone to live their dreams.
So what is it? It’s the dynamic between Domme/Dom and sub (D/s) which must be respected and tended well, in order for it to flourish. It’s the skipped heartbeat and sparkle in the eye when the playroom door opens; the anticipation and yearning that comes from whispering your interests to an understanding ‘other’. And it’s the feeling of completeness when you know that you have been true to yourself.
So come hither and whisper in My ear. I’m always listening!
Lady Godiva is a BDSM London Mistress who holds most of Her sessions in and around London and Kent
by Lady Godiva | 8 Apr 2015 | Foot Fetish
I am one of the lucky ones, blessed with the tools to get what I want. Being on the receiving end of foot worship makes Me tick and I have perfect feet that just demand attention. A match made in heaven if you ask Me!
Well let Me tell you, foot worship means everything to Me! It all starts with the feet. When your gaze dares to move from floor to foot, then further. Who among you immediately returns to the foot, or at least lingers there far longer that those who dare to continue up the leg and beyond? Who indeed? You know who you are! Ha ha, guilty as charged. You are a foot worshipper and proud you should be.
But while you are worshipping away, lost in a dream, I am in heaven. I long for the gentle caresses, licks and kisses to foot, shoe and boot alike. From the first touch, I feel a sense of euphoria that transcends all thought. I too am lost in a dream. It is pure service as far as I am concerned. A service I could happily receive forever.
In the past I’ve had people apologise profusely for their dog licking My feet. I’d absentmindedly say, “Oh don’t worry, I’m not bothered.” Secretly wishing for it never to stop. How disappointed I’d be when the embarrassed owner would whisk their dog away. I now have no remorse or guilt over such things! A human foot worshipper is preferable though, as you can tell them for how long, where and when to worship. Plus there is the added bonus of massage, which takes things to a new level altogether.
The feeling of being pampered is absolute. If I could bottle that feeling I’d out market any massage parlour. Just one sniff of the prized essence would be all anyone needed to feel totally relaxed and healed. Works for Me every time!
Lady Godiva is a foot worship London Mistress who holds most of Her sessions in and around London and Kent
by Lady Godiva | 20 Feb 2015 | BDSM
What do I like about ballbusting? Well what is there not to like? With My years of martial arts training I have a strong, swift kick that surprises many a sub, plus a grip of iron that should truly terrify you. Think not of Me as a weak, pathetic female! You have been warned!
I see ballbusting as a fine art rather than brute force and ignorance. Punches and kicks need to be well aimed or many will hit the thigh and other areas, missing that ‘sweet spot’ only to be found within a scrotal sack. This really doesn’t have the same effect at all.
Although I can play hard – very hard – I can also gauge exactly how hard to play when dealing with a cautious newbie who is just trying things out. This is very important so as not to put someone off; spoiling all the fun and enjoyment they could be getting. Just enough to test the limits without taking things too far.
I’ve been perfecting My kicks and punches for years. Many an hour spent hitting pads and targets. Often human, moving targets which is so much more fun. It takes skill to be able to punch and kick with power, especially from a short distance. This has proved very useful particularly in the small confines of some dungeons I know, but also when someone is trussed into a position where access to the vital area is somewhat limited. I can simply exert a sudden burst of pressure through the ball of My foot, without even needing to break contact, and still end up packing a strong kick. I delight in the look on the face of My victims with that trick!
I’m always on the lookout for a new workout to keep fit and ballbusting fits right in there alongside aerobics and bootcamp. Especially when I’m lucky enough to be face to face with a painslut that just wants Me to keep going. Oh did I mention that I never tire? Well I don’t. My stamina levels are very high and I love to work up a good sweat. So if you really want to test your limits, then you’ve come to the right place.
But it’s not just punches and kicks I that are My specialities. Once I get hold of your dangly bits there’s no escape. With just My hands you’ll be lifted up onto tippy toes, desperately trying to get higher to lessen the pain. All the while listening to Me laughing as I watch your pathetic attempt to make things easier for yourself.
I love to stretch, twist, pull and squeeze. Like putty in My hands…oh joy! This is all without the need for any equipment whatsoever. Once gadgets are added to the mix, along with My furtive imagination, you’d better break out the smelling salts because you’re in for a rough ride.
I’m always on the lookout for a new way to bust balls. There are many things designed for such fun, but I like the use of simple household implements too, such as barbeque tongs…snip, snap. Every time I go shopping I spot something. Nut crackers, staplers, bendy rulers, golf balls (good target practice), elastic bands, meat tenderisers, ping pong bats, wood clamps, the list goes on. A length of twine always comes in handy, oh and the things I can do with a rolling pin!! Where’s My apron?
I have a particularly evil pair of boots that I like to wear on occasion, but I must say one of My most powerful kicks wearing those would not be for the faint-hearted. Anyone care to try?
Lady Godiva is a ballbusting London Mistress who holds most of Her sessions in and around London and Kent
by Lady Godiva | 12 Feb 2015 | being a Professional Mistress
I’m often asked how I got into BDSM and more importantly how I became a Dominatrix. Are you kneeling comfortably? Then I’ll begin…
I grew up quite a tomboy; assertive, full of energy, competitive and always beating the boys at whatever I did (pun intended of course!) This continued right up to puberty when I suddenly discovered the benefits of being beautiful, with big blue eyes and long blonde hair…and all the other attributes that a young woman finds herself equipped with. I then had more tools at My disposal to get whatever I wanted. Doors opened and a light bulb switched on. I no longer had to use my supple strength and sheer determination to get My way. I could just demand it with ease.
It was some while before I realised that I was a Dominatrix in the making. Although I think everyone around Me did! Young men running errands for Me, buying Me shoes and massaging My feet. Older men treating Me like royalty and catering to My every whim, however extravagant or demanding. Well that’s what happens when you ‘come of age’ I thought. Until I realised that My friends weren’t getting the same treatment from their boyfriends, let alone people they’d only just met.
My fetish for corsets, leather, PVC and high heels began in My teens, when I’d use any excuse to dress up. It even became a friendly joke amongst My friends that I had so often made the mistake of thinking a party was fancy dress when it wasn’t. It was no mistake! It just made it easier for Me to brazenly turn up to a run-of-the-mill vanilla party dressed as a scantily clad Amazon warrior, or a female assassin in a cat suit. I so enjoyed the looks on people’s faces as I walked into the room.
A friend once mentioned that they had meant to book a Kissagram for someone’s birthday gathering in a pub that evening, but had left it too late. Without a moment’s hesitation I’d offered Myself up for the task, delighted at the opportunity to wear a corset in public just for the Hell of it…yet again! As you can see from the smiles and laughter all round, this brightened up what would have been a very dull evening!
It was only a matter of time before I took things to the next level and began experimenting with ‘unusual’ sex toys and various implements designed to inflict such delicious pain. To become an expert however, takes patience, determination, research, training and years of practice.
I always immerse Myself totally in everything I do, ensuring that I become an expert. I hate doing things by half measures. I’d rather do something properly or not at all.
Anyone can ‘have a go’ at being a Dominatrix. Flicking a whip around and hitting in all the wrong places, without really knowing what they are doing, or why. Many newbies think that just as long as they are shouting at someone and inflicting pain, they are being a Dominatrix. How wrong they can be.
A session without proper planning lacks atmosphere, losing that spark that makes it a magical experience. Doing things incorrectly drastically changes any pain sensations from pleasure to something truly unpleasant and quite frankly a complete turn off. How disappointing after all the build-up of excitement and anticipation before the session started. Worse still, not knowing what one is doing can cause permanent damage or even death.
I have taken great pride in learning these skills to perfection; enjoying every step of My incredible journey. Oh the joy of finally turning My passion into a profession has been immense. I have to keep pinching Myself, but I much prefer inflicting that kind of thing on other people!
Dominatrix Lady Godiva is a BDSM London Mistress who holds most of Her sessions in and around London and Kent
