Victoria Cayne

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She knows me now

This sweet toy of Mine is such a skilled writer and I am pleased to publish his words on my blog! He started off very shy, and simply into spanking, and here we are, many adventures later…

Thanks, j from Boston! Enjoy!

She knows me now. What my needs are; how deep my secrets are. How easily she can bend me to her will and how weak I am in her presence.

Miss Victoria Cayne. As they always do, her eyes capture my attention immediately. They narrow slightly and I begin to feel as if my mind is not my own. Her smile is pretty, inviting, sly and knowing.

The session begins as I quickly undress.  Once I’m completely naked and standing before her, she comes towards me, exuding total control and authority. She wants me to tell her what I need, confirming what she already suspects, but making me ask for it. A facet of the submission, I’m sure. Humbling me and having me give trembling voice to my most secret wants and needs.

Having ordered me in place across her knees, Miss Victoria Cayne begins to administer her corrective actions to my bare bottom. Many strikes, increasing in impact but interspersed with a calming, soothing touch before resuming with renewed force until I begin to cry out. Miss Cayne tells me that she has reddened my bottom and the sting that still remains assures me that she has indeed.

She has been working out of my field of vision and I’m left in anticipation of what is to come next.  Then I’m completely filled with her largest device and her electric implements are in use as well. The sensations are intense as she manipulates them….twisting and pulsating . My humiliation is complete as I think of the position I am in; naked and  prone on her bed, my bottom exposed and played with. This is what I wanted.

That mysterious need, that “itch”, and Miss Victoria Cayne being the only person in the world that I would trust enough to tell about and submit to. Her skills, beauty and persona are enthralling. At the end of our session I’m left feeling as if I’ve transcended the often bland routine of my life and stepped into the exciting world of Miss Victoria Cayne.

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A Toy in Need of Correction

The uncertainty… the trepidation… the anticipation. The quickening of my heartbeat as I approach her door. As her door opens, I know she is standing behind and as it slowly closes behind me, I see her. Miss Victoria Cayne greets me and her eyes immediately pull me in. She is gorgeous; her soft, red hair, her figure but most of all, her presence captivate me.

She has played with me before and knows my weaknesses well. The sessions are hers to direct and she determines the level of play I will be subjected to. Whatever she wants to do with me will be done. She is considerate of me and will honor a safe word, but she will push me to my limits before this session is over.

I recently erred, and I knew that during this visit to Miss Victoria Cayne, in Boston, was going to include some much needed correction. She got right to it.

I stretched naked over her lap and she proceeded to administer my punishment with some severe spanking. This skilled woman wields a heavy hand. I wondered to myself what the hell I was thinking when I cancelled a previous session with her and provided insultingly short notice. I realized giving such short notice of canceling was not my only wrong. I was disrespectful of her, whom I am very fond of and I disrupted her schedule as well, leaving a hole in her plans.

A series of rapid fire spankings, counting down from 100, drove the point home.
I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!!

I have to mention that she very nicely soothes my reddened bottom with her ointment, which also allowed a greater impact of her stinging strikes.

Following my spanking, Miss Victoria Cayne used her electrical toys to further torment my bottom, before taking me completely.

An erotic, stimulating and corrective session at the mercy of my mistress. She is magnificent and in a short time has mesmerized and captivated me. My allegiance is to Miss Victoria Cayne.

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More Fun with J

This dear toy of Mine has been serving Me for many months. He strives to be the best toy for Me he can possibly be, in and out of scene. His devotion to Me is exquisite and deeply treasured. Each and every time, I make sure his bottom matches his equally rosy cheeks, which I manifest by erotically embarrassing him… thank you, J!

Before I begin my praise of Miss Victoria Cayne’s beauty and skills in discipline, I want to thank her for her recommendation of Wreck n Roll’s beard oil. I purchased Public Enemy No. 1 Beard Oil based upon her comments on Twitter. I only needed to see that it “excites and pleases” her and I was placing my order. Miss Victoria Cayne’s taste is impeccable! This product is of very high quality. Smooth, fragrant and comfortable to apply. It contains vitamins to soothe the skin and a tobacco fragrance to lend a masculine scent among the traces of almond and avocado oils. www.wreckroll.com

I am enthralled with Miss Victoria Cayne. I’m anticipating some well deserved discipline from her in a few weeks in Boston. My past sessions with her have instilled in me a sense of awe in her ability to inflict pain and discipline with a caring follow-up. Her spankings are thrilling and punishing. My bottom, under her firm hand, is reddened and stinging. She orders me into a very submissive position when inspecting me and preparing me. I have never felt so vulnerable as I do at that time. Embarrassed, exposed, lying still while awaiting her is an experience that I look forward to with timid and excited anticipation. My surrender to her is exquisite. I know that in my upcoming session, my lack of consideration in the past will be dealt with severely and it is my need to accept it and embrace this act of corrective behavior before moving on as a humbled submissive devoted to her. I hope to emerge from her discipline and pleasure in exposing me completely as a better person and client of hers. Pain and humility lead to respect under proper tutelage and I recognize my good fortune in being allowed to be taught and reformed by Miss Victoria Cayne.

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Roleplay with J

I have been playing with J, for many months now, and although I have pushed them very far in many directions, this was the first time we opted for a role play…it continues below…

Be careful what you wish for 😉 Thank you so much for the fun time always, J.

“The door creaked open, and I heard the shoes march in before I could do anything.  Sure enough, her biting words rang out; “Oh my God, what are you doing?!”

“N-nothing” I say, frantically trying to put my hard cock back in my pants, while pausing the porn video I had up on my computer screen.  The secretary had walked in on me at the worst possible time.

“That doesn’t look like nothing,” she said to me harshly.  And then, to my dismay, she moved forward, seizing control of the situation.  Confidently, aggressively, she demanded “Show me what you’re watching.”  Despite my racing heartbeat, there was no escaping things now.  She was right by my side, leaning over me to see the screen.  She saw the video there, with a dominant woman bending her submissive over.  My face turned beet red with embarrassment, and I begged her not to tell anyone else in the office what she had seen.  She knew – she now held the power.

Her words bit into me again, resonating deep within me, causing me to tremble with fear, humiliation and arousal: “If you want me to keep quiet, then we’re going to do this my way.  You’re going to tell me all your fantasies, and I’m going to use them against you.  Now, strip!”

With no other option but to obey, my clothes were off and I was there to serve Miss Victoria, praying that I would perform well enough that she wouldn’t turn me in to my boss.  I revealed my fantasies. And true to her word, each of these became reality.  Miss Victoria discovered my stash of sissy clothes in my bag and made me dress for her.  She bent me over the desk and punished me, repeatedly spanking me.  My ass cheeks turned red while she forced me to watch more of the porn video and describe what I liked about it.  As words tumbled out of my mouth, Miss Victoria’s hold on me grew stronger, giving her still more information to hold over my head, to humiliate me, and make me do as she wished.

Next, she moved me to the bed, restraining me and locking me into place.  After further punishment strokes, I was allowed to rub and massage Miss Victoria’s feet. I was there to serve her needs, even the most basic ones.  Still restrained and in place with no way to escape, she towered over me. My mind tried and failed to comprehend the emotions that coursed through me as I lay there.  Subject to this demeaning and humiliating act, yet paradoxically feeling honored, privileged, even blessed to serve in this way.

The verdict was in: Miss Victoria informed me that I had performed well – that she would not tell anyone about what she had seen me doing on company time.  As I floated in and out of subspace, she told me this was now our ritual.  By day we could go through the motions of boss and secretary.  By night though, I would kneel before her.  I had become her toy, her submissive, her slut.”

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