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Instead of writing a short essay about myself that reads more like a thinly veiled, advertisement of little actual truth or substance… I've decided to write a long series of essays that go into far greater detail about who I really am - my life, my personality, and what I believe. This series is currently being posted to my blog in pieces entitled "About Me - ".
When I have finished posting all of the parts… a collected index of "chapters" will be provided here, with links to each part of the overall essay.
Until then, there are currently around 30 posts available as part of this collection, totalling around 20,000 words… so if you are new here, you have a lot of catching up to do ~grinz~.
The chapters listed below can be read on my blog now… more will be regularly posted and noted here.
Part I - Inceptum
Part II - Dominance, a Life's Foundation
Part III - Sexually Adventurous
Part IV - Involvement in BDSM
Part V - Early Days of BDSM
Part VI - My Sexual Tastes
Part VII - The Sex in My Life - Then and Now
Part VIII- Bisexuality and Dominance
Part IX - Bisexuality and Exhibitionism
Part X - My Personal Slaves
Part XI - Male Slavery
Part XII - Discipline and Punishment - I
Part XIII - Discipline and Punishment - II
Part XIV - Fetish Clothing
Part XV - Strap-ons - I
Part XVI - Strap-ons - II
Part XVII - Cock Control
Part XVIII - Assholes, Losers and Play Toys
Part XIX- Humiliation and Masochism - I
Part XX - Humiliation and Masochism - II
Part XXI - Humiliation and Exhibitionism
Part XXII - Degradation and Objectification
Part XXIII - Dominance and Desire for Control
Part XXIV - Admission of One's Place
Part XXV - Sexuality as Insight
Part XXVI - Appreciating Society's Disfavor
Part XXVII - Dominance and Roles Taken
Part XXVIII - Dominance and the Will
Part XXIX -
Part XXX -The following is a dark erotic vision of the Mistressvonn
Born of man, yet a beloved child of flame and shadow… succubus and incubus - I know my heritage and embrace your influence and design.
Denied the tender attentions of my true home, I have walked this earth limited by the constraints of mortality… a glorious demoness deprived of the full pleasure of her fiendish might. My appetites remain, and this hunger I feed… never fully satisfied, always wanting for more… and always finding more to be tasted, relished, devoured. A world as prey… fitting and proper… awaiting to offer its children for my delight… all that I might sample the delicious potentials waiting to be teased and taken from the flesh of both female and male… but only to long for more. Temptress… seductress…I am to be worshipped… I am to be feared. Blasphemous… malicious… licentious… depraved… I revel in the darkest chambers of my soul and strain against the chains that have been imposed upon me by this human form. So much more to be had… so much more to be explored… and yet I must stay here, alive but dreaming…
For all that I indulge, I aspire to much more… I know what awaits me as a reward for my attentions… as a bargain for my offerings. It is that which I dream of… that which calls to me in the deepest of silence and dark. While others shy from what they fear, it is in this that I find the key to what I truly am and what I will evolve to fully be. And I will have this in time… when my sins have dug for me the pit of fires that I am to be sent to, I will be ready to assume the place promised to me…my inheritance… my birthright waiting only to be earned… bought with the souls and bodies of those I corrupt… the place of which I dream…
When my eyes are closed… and my smile is the most beautiful and foreboding… what I see there waiting for me, is my own personal dark abyss… a forbidden realm wholly devoted to my tastes, crafted from my desires and dominated by my will. A great enclosure, alive with shadow, carved from the living rock to create an immense circular cavern fully stocked with every terribly wonderful torture device imaginable, and populated by a mix of female predator and male prey… all looked down upon from the dais of my raised throne.If you are looking for some real sexy fun foot fetish stories then check out our foot fetish p - foot fetish story
Those so privileged, so blessed to enter my domain would think themselves passing into a dimension trapped in the unending song of a nightmare - one of dark shapes and shadows… of moans and screams… fire and iron. Beautiful females clad in latex and leather, gloves and boots, cavorting licentiously with one another in the light and shadow of the flame.Male captives - bound, chained, drawn and preyed upon by their lovely opposites, each teased and tormented in the most delicious of ways… they're bodies as if instruments to be played with reckless abandon… fiendish musicians racing them endlessly through cycles of crescendo and diminuendo - an eternal, infernal song given the sweet voice of screams and moans. A vision of agony most enthralling, reeling hypnotic. With each step forward, the senses of the newcomer overwhelmed by scenes said shameful and repulsive, yet the eyes unable to look away… powerfully drawn to images and promises held within reach… images promising the sinful so often longed for yet prior denied.
The performance would be conducted in the round… no alcoves or pillars to hide anything from my sight as I gaze down from atop the steps leading to my throne… the arch-demoness blessing her court with her presence and her approving eyes. The fire would be the only light in the great, enclosed cavern… and the room’s template - a primary black cut with crimson and a mix of silvers and golds.
A shemale would stand just behind my throne, as bodyguard and “enforcer”… unquestioned in her devotion to her dark empress. She’d be beautifully feminine, a true Amazon warrior, yet hung with an enormous cock to match her magnificent breasts. Dressed in leather, studs, and hood, with her foot-long rod always out and ready, she would handle those found naughty in my eyes. Men and women both would know the terrible punishment of her cock… unleashed at my slightest whim. Unspeaking, unmoving… her hood sewn shut, sealing all but her vision… ignoring all but me.
By my side a devilish creature of statuesque beauty, nude but for strips of leather and a great cloak of flaming red hair. Her hands, black-gloved to the shoulder and in them each, a single tail whip. Eyes of green fire prowling the possibilities and dancing with ones of her own. Her smile, a constant, malevolent leer, making obvious her ever-present hunger and need to fulfil it. Her breasts, pierced… nipples were swollen with arousal. The skin of ivory perfection brushed with rose… untouched by any hands other than my own. She, mine, as all… but this, my most favoured. She stands near me, slightly crouched as if a barely restrained animal… a predator waiting to be unleashed by the hand of her owner. And I would pet and caress her gently, to keep her calm, lest she leaps too soon into the scene before us, and her whips dance her savage joy across the flesh of all in attendance. Time for such at the height of the night’s performance, not before.
Below me, chained by the collar at the base of the dais, my jester. A sissy dressed as Harlequin in diamond patch-work motley and a mask of black touched by gold. Her rich colours catching the eye against the darker shades of the room, as her mouth calls words of both ridicule and encouragement to my players. But her voice would be secondary in her mouth’s importance. Primary, her ability to swallow all the room would produce. Not a single drop of cum wasted… all for my darling, obscene Harlequin, to be shot, poured and spooned past her eager lips to the tongue.
And as absolute, I would rule there, draped across my magnificent throne, a vision of one knowing only the worship of all who come before her… that which they most long for, and most fear. With one long leg lazily draped over my throne’s right arm, and body sunk down deep in the corner of the left, I would be the perfect picture of an overindulged despot. Dressed all in tight black from neck to toe… gently fondling my most beloved strap-on as I look down upon my subjects… eyes moving from figure to figure as I consider who next to be dragged naked before me as an offering to my glory… ears following the sweet song of my girls as they play the bodies of the man-objects to be used this night… fingers moving in the occasional gesture as I conduct this living orchestra to fit the moment of my mood… a smile crossing my lips at each perfectly drawn note.
And they would know terror and suffering of ecstasy so consuming, that reluctance and hesitation would so completely cross into longing and rapture, that all would beg never to leave.
And I would bask in their adulation and devotion… as I deserve… as fits me… as the demoness I am.
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and learn how you can offer yourself to her extreme desires - demoness Vonn
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