Victoria Cayne

Safety First

Safety has always been of the utmost priority to Me. I want for both of us to play and let go on the journey in which I lead. Part of why I love this career, is being able to put my toys at ease, & let them come on that journey with me. I’ve never cut any corners with safety & now is not the time to start.

Someone who played with me recently sent me this note, & it is an honor to be trusted this much..

“I just want to say thank you for a fantastic session today. I really enjoyed it, and it was very much what I needed. But I REALLY want to thank you for being so safe about Covid! I was very nervous about sessioning because of the covid risk, but your safety precautions were top notch, and I came out of the session feeling great about that. So thank you.”

Anticipation

Anticipation: The action of anticipating something, expectancy or hope. 

Last January prior to the world being upended, I contacted Miss Victoria and arranged for an encounter to take place in Boston in Early March.  I emailed her my interests, limits and fears, hoping that we could make a connection. As she has said on her web site, “the connection” is the most important part of the engagement. Several email exchanges later, I was eagerly awaiting like a kid at Christmas nervously counting down the days to meeting with Miss Victoria. Miss Victoria and I made arrangements to connect only to have Covid 19 interrupt our careful planning.  Several email exchanges, rounds of sexting on Sextpanther, voyeuristic following Stars.avn and a couple of on-line cam sessions later, the itch still needed to be scratched somehow.   I was ecstatic to learn that Miss Victoria planned a limited trip to Boston, where I would finally get to meet up.  Anxiously, I prepared to meet in Boston hoping that the stars would align and nothing would derail our plans.  We agreed to a school girl roleplay scene where I get caught sneaking a peak into her backpack.  All I can say is that the wait was well worth the mind blowing experience.  Miss Victoria really knows her stuff.  She orchestrated the scene like a well-played symphony, checking in to see how I was doing as this was the first time playing yet sending me soaring into bliss.  Our time together flew by and before I knew it, she was gently bringing me back down to earth. Mission accomplished, itch scratched and connection made.  The wheels are already turning for our next encounter where I sincerely hope the wait won’t be as excruciatingly long.

Doing What I Love!

It has been a minute since I updated my blog, and that is because I have been so busy doing what I absolutely love. Artistically creating mind blowing scenes, playing with those I have deep chemistry with, and constantly pushing those who come to serve me.

Come find out what all the hype is about. What are you waiting for? I have my own high end, fully equipped studio in Philadelphia, and also frequent Boston and New York City. 

Mistress Cayne,

What an incredible day, thank you so much! It was exactly what I needed, and was ultimately hoping for. 

I just had my first meal of the day, and my jaw immediately reminded me what it went through yesterday — awesome!

I mentioned yesterday it was the most intense I could remember. What was so intense was the back and forth — my mind couldn’t figure out whether to enjoy or brace for impact 🙂 Pushing me to my edge was perfect and helped me get into headspace. 

The electric itself was perfect too, in so many ways — just enough of the spikes to be a bit painful at times, but pleasurable too. At times the electric actually felt like a hand moving, which was amazing. 

You kept me guessing the whole time, I never got comfortable for very long with any predicament. You are truly a master of your craft. 

Thank you so much.

Best of Both Worlds

slave a and I were having troubles aligning our schedules, and we were long overdue to play, so I made sure My weekend was clear as well as his for some long overdue play time…he is such a dear toy to Me, and I cherish each and every scene we have together. 

“MVC’s judgement as always had been extraordinarily prudent and wise! It had been over a week since my last release and the anticipation for O/our session the following day had me already melting… A chastity cage was more than necessary to ensure “Her” cock didn’t have any accidents in the interim.

As instructed, I locked up as the anticipation for O/our extended scene had my head in all sorts of places. I anticipated the embrace of MVC’s leather body bag, strewn out to be used, teased, and/or tortured however She wished. Whether that was to be the challenge of increasingly harsh electrics, the intimacy and humiliation of having Her feet and armpits pressed against my face, or whatever other torture She may have in store. I was also excited by the possibilities of playing both in the immaculately equipped dungeon She shares with Domina Ava St. Marks as well as in the hotel room I had booked nearby. Splitting the scene over the course of two days provided a chance to recapture that clandestine intimacy of O/our earliest encounters in Boston and doing something kinky/taboo in a more domestic/everyday environment. 

As I think back: one of my happiest memories of the past year was a simple, fleeting moment of laying on the ground—MVC and I in O/our vanilla clothes–while W/we waiting for an Uber to arrive. Staring into MVC’s eyes, Her feet pressed against my face straight from their sneakers. Perhaps it was my imagination, but they seemed the most foul they had ever been. The smell was so strong I couldn’t decide whether it was reward or punishment–but ultimately it didn’t matter because there was my Mistress locking eyes with me and that was all that mattered. I could have stayed there for a week… 🙂

Breaking up the session between the dungeon and hotel truly would allow us to have the best of both worlds.

True to form, the afternoon in the dungeon was positively mind scrambling. Mistress instructed me to arrive plugged with an extra key to my hotel room and the only keys to my chastity cage. Both were handed over to Her with haste before I was forced to succumb to some of the most restrictive bondage and intense electric play in O/our entire history of playing. All the while, being completely denied for the 2+ hours.

A quick shower followed by a delightful dinner before I headed back to hotel, still securely locked, for whatever rest I could muster. For you see, MVC had that extra key to my hotel room along with my full consent to show up without warning at any time of Her choosing!

I can think of no luckier way to be woken up. MVC came unannounced to my hotel, to bind me in a complex web on intricate rope bondage & to torment me with Her sweaty feet. The more I whimpered about being locked up in chastity, the more Mistress teased me. A cock-shaped gag was forced into my mouth ensuring that as Her feet pressed upon my face, the rubber cock was shoved deeper and deeper down my throat. It was sensory overload at it’s finest.

Finally satisfied I suffered enough for Her amusement, I was at last unlocked and the scene came to its inevitable conclusion. If I wasn’t tied down, I’m sure I would have floated to the ceiling of the hotel suite.

Rest assured—whether in a dungeon or in a hotel—MVC’s sessions are second to none! No one can craft and execute a scene the way She can! Her penchant for orchestrating mind-blowing scenes is unrivaled.

MVC’s Devilish Ways

I began submitting to MVC about 1 year ago and it’s been 12 months of devilishly pushed limits and savoring new experiences.  A recent session typifies how she builds each session as the next step in the journey she’s taking you on.

The day of an impending session with MVC is filled with the pleasant anxiety of not quite knowing  where she’ll take you once you enter the room. This day provided an earlier than usual clue. Two hours before our session I received a text from MVC instructing me to arrive with binder clips attached to my nipples, with weights attached to tug them lower, and my cock and balls bound for her. The last hour of my day was spent finding (and yes, trying on) binder clips that were at least bearable for some period of time and then scrambling for a suitable weight.

By the time I arrived at MVC’s door I was uncomfortable and anxious in the best way possible. I was greeted with a devilish wink and a soft order from MVC… ” Let’s see how well you followed my instructions”. She must have been pleased because it led to sharp twisting and pulling on the clamps and adding another, tighter layer of CBB.

MVC led me by the leash tight around my balls to the me to the opposite side of the room and quickly had me stretched out and spread eagled.  MVC wound more rope around my already tight and swollen balls. She lashed them to the bottom of the bed so any movement stretched them farther away from my body.

My sessions with MVC have always had heavy doses of CBT and Nipple Torment combined with her truly evil tease and denial skills. Early on, she introduced me to the overwhelming sensations of creative play and lying there….stretched out, swollen and open to her every whim I wondered what MVC had in store for me this evening.  I was given a clue when she tugged on a nipple clamp and whispered “How many days were your nipples sore after your last session?”  “Two days, Mistress” I answered.

“Well, we’ll have to do much better than that” was whispered in return.

From there, MVC led me on a ride of eroticism, blissful torment and artfully applied kink. Nipple clamps were put on, tugged, twisted and taken off…only to be replaced by sharp bites, pinches and twists. Pulsating electrics were applied. MVC was there for every sensation, grinning, coaxing and teasing me until all the sensations seemed to run together. Asking for permission to cum eventually became begging; and more begging.

The session ended as they always do. Being completely spent, thankful and anxious for the next stop on MVC’s journey.

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