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Hello slaves! I am spending most of the summer in LA. Prepare thyselves!

I’ll have access to both a private domestic space in Hollywood as well as dungeon sessions. If you haven’t already, please fill out my online booking form. Looking forward to some authentic D/s and hardcore slave training when I arrive.

On the menu: humiliation, mind control, toilet training, psychological edge play, roleplay, forced bi, cuckolding, CBT, sadism, CP, whipping, discipline, feminization, consensual nonconsent, and much more.

I will be in NYC for a limited time this summer, with an emphasis on cuckolding, forced bi, mindfucking, roleplay, humiliation, psychological control and edge play.

Book now. Do something for yourself this summer. The gift of surrender is priceless.

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Hi slaves, good news. I’m back in New York for a few solid weeks and will be conducting sessions in my studio May 17-24, and then again from May 30 until June 15. If you wish to see me, please either email me (if you’ve contacted me before) or fill out my online booking form.

I will be reconnecting with my forced bi studs, my gigantic Bull, and my babygirl female slave, all of whom are ready and eager to jump into session with us.

My private studio is equipped with tools and toys for humiliation, roleplay, teasing, sadism, corporal punishment, spanking, feminization, and all the mind fucking you can bear.

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I crashed a recent fashion shoot Robert was doing and convinced him to take some pics with me.

As some of you may already know, I tear through male models faster than a lion in a gazelle convention. This month is no different; I’ve been incredibly stressed out which means I need some extra hands on deck (read: my vagina) when I’m trying to cut loose.

Cuckolds, meet Robert. Robert is six foot four. He could probably benchpress you.

 

I’m doing cuckolding sessions with Robert for the rest of January and, I’m guessing, February as well. Fill out my online booking form to inquire. He’s got a great, um, set of assets and is eager to explore more of the kink scene with desperate, lonely cucks like yourself.

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Goofing around behind the scenes at another shoot. Pic by 2G Photography.

So far, our chemistry is unprecedented (I’ve never had anyone pick me up and fuck me *in the air*), and if you’ve always wanted to try cuckolding this is a fairytale opportunity. I’m one of the top cuckolding Dommes in the business because I really, deeply understand it and, just as important, I love it.

There’s nothing quite so relaxing as feeling your environment in deep agreement with who you really are at your core. I see through you; there’s no fooling me. Now get on your knees and kiss the ground we walk on. Time for you to meet a real man.

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SCENE 1: THE ROAD

 

He laughed into the wind, sucking in mouthful after mouthful of joyous, salty air as the rocky cliff flanking the road suddenly parted and dropped, revealing an astonishing expanse of blue that stretched away from the cliff sides and into oblivion. Allen blinked through wind-tears, wiping at his blue-gray eyes—Thames gray, to be exact: the gray of fog and smog, of all those soggy English women he had dated over the years, and of the dreary vacations he’d taken with them to the sad crags of the English shores, which now, in comparison, seemed like ghost-cliffs and shadow-waters. This was real ocean, ocean as it was intended: a sparkling sapphire carpet that caught the light of the afternoon with a thousand tiny, dancing facets and made you think, just for a moment, that maybe you could fly.

Was this his life? The beauty of the Baja Sebastien Vizcainzo Bay was only the latest in a string of perfections that filled his heart with a fireworks display of satisfaction. He had just sold his second screenplay in Hollywood and was, according to his agent, “hot” right now. Very hot. With that paycheck he had promptly bought a black convertible Mercedes, in which he now sat proudly. Next to him was the gorgeous, brilliant, essentially perfect woman he married a mere 18 hours ago. The wedding had been a Herculean task to organize but was an enormous success. The ceremony in England to please his parents, the reception in LA to please hers, and three dozen of their closest friends who had used the word “perfect” themselves more times than Allen could count. She—his wife—had looked better in her dress than he had ever imagined, gliding over to him at the ceremony with a power and grace that prompted him, unexpectedly, to drop to his knees when he gave his vows. She was nestled behind the wheel of his convertible now, the wind tossing her long, dark hair around her shoulders and neck, occasionally nipping at her cleavage, which  was shamelessly on display in a tight white tank top…no bra. He smiled to himself, knowing that those breasts would soon be in his mouth. His wife’s breasts, and his wife’s thighs, gently spreading for him as he laid her back gently onto the hotel bed for the first time as his own, his woman, his fingers drifting up to the warm crease between her—

“Allen—look!” She pointed at the sky in front of them. An eagle was hovering in the air about 200 feet above the cliffs, perfectly still as it balanced on the gentle Gulf breeze.

“Ah, he’s just showing off for you,” Allen yelled above the wind, shifting against the swelling in his crotch.

Why had he waited so long to come to this glorious land? Darcy, his beloved wife, had been telling him for years that he needed to see Mexico, that no country was so relaxed and pleasant and sensual all at the same time. She had summered here as a child and knew the Southern tip of Baja intimately, and so when it came time to plan their honeymoon, she naturally insisted on making arrangements on her favorite strip of Mexican coastline. Allen hadn’t lifted a finger to plan any of it, except to lift his credit card from his wallet from time to time. He liked it that way: it was sexy and easy and all of their holidays together seemed to fall into the same natural rhythm: Darcy would give him a choice of three destinations, usually in three different countries, and he would select his favorite. Then she would set about masterminding the ideal itinerary, carefully plotting every detail, every meal and every outfit, barking threats down the phone to the travel agents and concierges when things didn’t go her way. Allen was usually seated at his desk, typing away while she worked the phones, his credit card primed nearby, ready for the moment she needed it. Some part of him did like that feeling, the idea that he was being used for his money to satisfy her decadence. The phrase “wallet rape” always popped into his head whenever Darcy called out to him in that gentle, cooing tone she used when she wanted something expensive. Still, a good rape is a good rape, and even wallet rape was sexy when it was Darcy.

His other unofficial holiday job that they had never officially discussed was a bit less glamorous, though he bore it well. Darcy refused to carry her own luggage, instead forcing “bag boy” to “take care of it.” She always said the words so sweetly and with such a genuine smile that Allen actually didn’t mind the task—although to be clear, Darcy did not pack light… ever. She had been known to bring as many as three suitcases with her for a simple weekend away, and for their honeymoon she had splurged on a new Vuitton luggage set in order to accommodate her 16 dresses and 3 bathing suits specially selected for the Mexican seaside. The suitcases were now snug in the back seat of the convertible where Allen had left them, seemingly enjoying the sunshine as the car sped past cliff after cliff after cliff.

To be continued…

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I’ll be back in Philadelphia just in time for the holidays. If you’re burnt out on being generous this year already, why not spoil yourself for a change? Get down on your knees and give thanks for the best Christmas gift of all: my power. And if you’re lucky, maybe I’ll introduce you to one of my studs as well.

I’ll be sessioning out of City Center in a hotel. I’ll have enough gear for sissification, forced feminization, humiliation and hardcore degradation, bondage, CBT, NT, corporal punishment (including whipping, caning, flogging, etc) and plenty of other kinds of sadistic torture.

Things that don’t need any equipment at all: advanced roleplay, mind fucking, cuckolding, toilet training, forced bi, and spanking the shit out of you.

Fill out my online booking form now to get on my calendar. I’m already taking bookings.

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Attention cuckolds: meet your alpha male. For the next month I’ll be testing out a new Bull who I happened to meet recently. Although he’s a vanilla, he’s supremely interested in the scene, and wants to exploring the role of a Bull with some of my slaves.

This giant of a man will be joining me in session at my studio in New York City, or at your hotel room if you book a nice enough place. Be brave. We are a genuinely superior alpha couple, and I have had several slaves tell me in recent years that they have never experienced true cuckolding until them came to see me. Many women offer it, but few really understand it.

Please note he will be visiting LA with me from December 3-6.

Heigh: 6’4″

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Build: Muscular

Age: 27

Measurements: 7.75″ x 5″

Orientation: Straight

Construct: Kink-curious alpha male
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You may visit mistressdarcy.com/booking to inquire about a session. Fill out the online booking form in its entirety. Give me at least two days notice as this Bull has a very busy work schedule.

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Hey bitches, I’m back in LA Dec 3-6! I love California so much, I just can’t stand to stay away. I’ll be renting a darling little apartment in the Hollywood Hills and conducting the majority of my sessions there. I’ll also be able to travel to any of the main dungeons in LA if you want to experience that setting, but I’ll need advanced notice.

My specialties on this trip will be cuckolding, lingerie, leather worship, chastity, toilet training, humiliation, hardcore D/s and mind control, forced fem, beatings, and foot worship.

Fill out my online booking form to get on my calendar. I’m already taking requests!

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Slaves, this is my LAST trip to Boston before the end of the year. Make sure you get on my calendar now, before the madness of the holiday season sets in and you can’t see me until spring!

I’ll be doing double sessions with two of my favorite Superiors: Goddess Aviva and Vivian Darkbloom. There are a few forced bi scenes in the works as well, for any submissive male brave enough to face down an army of dicks for me!

In my suitcases: leather bondage, hoods, electro-torture, clamps, gags, panties and petticoats, canes, floggers, bullwhips, plus my own collection of latex dresses, leather pants, silk stockings, boots and high heels.

Visit my booking page now to get a place on my calendar. I’m sure I will be fully booked by the time I arrive, and merely taking standby.

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So proud to accept a Guest of Honor award at this year’s inaugural Dom Con New Orleans. I have never visited the city before, and I cannot wait to finally make a trip. I’ll be exploring as many of the local sites and attractions as possible during the day, while of course enjoying the convention in my spare moments and attending the play parties at night.

If you’d like to see me in session, I should have some time here and there for a select few slaves. Please fill out my online booking form asap to get on my radar. I’ll have a Bull on hand for any cuckolding slaves, and if you pass my application process he and I will consider seeing you.