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Review by slave d!
This is an account of my visit to Madam Dee; having arranged for a two-day stay with her at her villa in Spain I was greeted at the airport by Madam, and her partner, and driven the short distance to her property. After a quick lunch and having discussed my limits what level of marks I could take I was told it was time for the for the first play session to begin!

I was escorted me to my bedroom and watched as I stripped naked. A leather collar was placed around my neck, and attached a lead, and I was lead into the Dungeon. Stopping only to secure a blindfold around my head I was backed to the St. Andrews Cross, my wrists and ankles spread and locked into leather cuff's, which secured me to the Cross. Madam said she was going to change and would be back shortly. You feel very exposed on the cross, spread as you are with your genitals totally exposed to Madam's attention. The cold tiled floor beneath my bare feet only seemed to add to the experience. A short time later I heard the door open, and the unmistakeable sound of stiletto heels on the tiled floor, suddenly I knew she was standing right in front of me, I could smell her perfume and feel her breath on my face. She rubbed the soft leather of her boot across the top of my thigh, a pleasurable moment, then next a painful one as she pushed the stiletto heel of her boot into my foot. She grabbed my pubic hair with both hands and forced me to stand on my tiptoes, painful and difficult when your ankles are shackled to the cross!

Next she attached a parachute harness to my balls, this device is strapped round your balls tightly. Madam then added weights one at a time until three were suspended from my balls dragging them down, I was made to swing my cock and balls to rotate these weights for Madam's pleasure, the pain of this is made worse by the fact that on the inside of the strap are some raised studs, which with the weight attached, will drag the studs down over the tender skin of you balls. Lastly still in darkness Madam applied hot candle wax to my nipples, chest and cock and balls.  After this the blindfold was removed and I could see Madam in her glory. She was wearing a black leather bra and bondage skirt above her Black thigh boots. Believe me, in this outfit you will not even think of disobeying Madam!

Still wearing the wrist and ankle cuffs I was released from the Cross; A ball gag was secured in my mouth and I was led to her Whipping Bench. My wrists and ankles were attached to the D rings on the bench, and once more I was unable to move. I was aware that my arse was now totally exposed, as Madam dropped hot candle wax on my arse and in the crack between my cheeks. Then, I heard the sound of surgical gloves being put on and felt some sort of lubrication being applied into my arse. I realised that Madam was putting on her Strap On. Reminding me that as her slave I was her property to do with just as she wished, she plunged this into my arse. After what seemed like hours, I was released, my gag removed, and told to lay down on the floor, She towered over me as the sole of her boots ground down on my cock followed by her heels which pushed down into my balls, before being led out on all fours to the outside patio where Madam adjusted her clothing and released a torrent of her Golden Nectar over my face. After licking up any that had splashed her boots and thanking her for her time, the session was over!

After a shower, a short break, and some dinner, Madam escorted me back to my bedroom where she told me I was to experience some bed bondage whilst she watched her favourite TV program and got changed for the evening. Once more I stripped as she waited, A leather hood was placed over my head and tightly laced in position. Placed on my back on the bed, and told that if I did not remain silent I would once more be gagged, my wrists were quickly secured to the bed head above me. I don't know how much time passed before Madam released me, and allowed me to dress and return to the lounge. I only knew that by this time Madam had changed her attire and was looking very glamorous in a lace blouse, short skirt, and sandals; As I relaxed watching TV, chatting with Madam and her partner, I thought play was over for the day, but Madam Dee had a surprise in store.. As the evening drew to a close, I was told to strip there and then, sent to the dungeon, and told to select a riding crop. On my return I knelt before her, and was allowed the pleasure of foot worship to madam before she retired. I removed her sandals slowly and carefully, and licked every part of her bare feet, giving particular attention to the soles and her toes, I was instructed to keep licking until told to stop or change foot. Meanwhile her crop encouraged me if she though I was slacking, in addition to this. After a short time I was told that I had my pleasure I was due for some pain. Bending over nose to the ground I received a dozen lashes from the crop. Finally I kissed her feet and thanked for her time once more and returned to bed with a well-marked arse!

The next morning I was up and showered and enjoying a light breakfast in my dressing gown, when Madam told me not to get dressed, and I was escorted back to my bedroom. Once naked she laced me into the leather hood again, and helped me to lay face down on the bed, my arm's were pulled behind me and put into a tight leather arm binder. Madam told me she was off to bathe and dress, but I was to shout out for mercy if I experienced cramp in my arms. After some time in darkness and solitude of my bondage madam returned and I was released led into the dungeon. This time madam secured the ball gag in place and then once more laced me into the hood, saying that she expected silence from me so the gag was a must. I was secured on the cross again and she left to change. A short time later I heard her heels clicking on the floor. Then I felt the sensation of a pin wheel running down over my chest, and along the length of my cock, She squeezed my nipples pulling them hard, then hot wax dripped on my cock. In my hood I had no idea what she was going to do next. The cuffs were released from the cross, the eye aperture on my hood was opened to give me little vision. Madam led me over to the whipping bench, and I was told to climb up onto it. Once in place the zip was closed, and again I was in darkness. Her boots brushed across my face as my wrists were secured to the D rings at the front of the bench, three leather straps were then tightened across my back, no movement was possible, my arse was now raised awaiting madam's attention. She used her crop, a paddle and lastly her favourite the Cat of nine tails across my arse, and sometimes on the soles of my exposed feet as well, Madam always has a surprise for you even in punishment! I must have received some forty or fifty blows from these instruments of pain as I bit into my gag!

By slave d!