THERE WAS A THANKSGIVING DVD BONUS!
"Fetish Thanksgiving"

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BIZARRE INSERTIONS / RUBBER / BREATHPLAY
Presenting Domina Gael of Spain in Her video debut with Irene Boss and MIB Productions.

A cornucopia of plenty and someone is plenty horny. Turkey Footsucker gets stuffed with the entire produce section of the grocery store in this Thanksgiving extravaganza!  The action is playful and surreal with gas masks, full latex, body bags, vac beds, fetish boots, extreme makeup and sexy pantomime games. The Ladies do voiceovers for much of the dream like action. 4 scenes! 55 minutes.

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"Dressed, Stretched and Milked / Director's Cut"

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Custom private fetish scene footage at it's best! The supplicant is stretched on the rack force femmed for Irene's amazing CBT skills wearing his heavy metal locking slave collar. She can walk right up to his balls in the spread eagle position. Mistress in rubber with
feathers, garters, shiny black pantyhose and long red 2 inch nails.
 

Sexy!  She rubs her shiny legs all over the slave's panty crotch and begins toying with his nipples. Out comes an inflatable gag. Mistress cuts a hole in slave's pantyhose crotch. The first round of CBT electric begins and after extended teasing it's time for electric toy play and slave is hooked up to another pulsating box. More rope bondage is necessary and Mistress threatens with a sound. Bi polar electric nipple clamps are hooked to slave's nipples. Mistress cranks
up the electro and pulls out a vibrator to force a milking.

The intense scene ends with a lively golden cocktail in the bathtub. ORDER NOW! Product information: DVD arrives without box art in a clear case - DVD R format. 27 min.

"Doctor's of Ass Destruction / Director's Cut" - ORDER NOW

Scene 1: Sissy Lynda is being caged and interrogated after her kidnapping by medical asylum doctors Irene Boss and Lady X! The Ladies are bondaging Lynda in the cage by means of poking wooden rods through the cage bars to keep her deliciously still. The Ladies have decided to use flashing strobe lights as a means of mental torture. Dom Lady X supplies the chains, house slave Demitri brings them each coffee and lends a hand with the filming and commentary. How humiliating for Lynda, not knowing that another male slave was going to be present. Mistress Boss in yoga pants and Chux sneakers and Dom Lady X in Capri pants and heels. The Ladies have the sissies tiny clitty in electric chastity and they constantly remind him of who the Bosses are. Scene 2: The manhood bandits! A complete military medical exam is in order. Ladies in luscious latex and Lynda in slut attire. An enema punishment is in order with female cycle verbal humiliation! Ms Boss fingers the bitch and then wipes the ass juice repeatedly under it's nose. The transformation continues with nipple shaving. An antique vibrator is used for treatment and a pin wheel for CBT. Cruel and unusual proctology! Speculum inspections and scoping begin along with a trip in the Nova Pro. The Ladies take turns with their strapons next. The final experimental procedure takes place with the ass hammer! Ms Boss is rude, witty and sarcastic all throughout the film. ORDER NOW Product information: DVD arrives without box art in a clear case - DVD R format. 71 min.

New Writing in Members! private scene and public play Venus Fair 2010 This writing is unedited to preserve the original flavor. The slaves primary language is German. (by USB of the Fem Dom Scene) It was during the days of the Venus Fair in Berlin when I met Mistress Irene. I love this hotel because it was the place of our first session some years ago. She wears a wonderful dark red corset that remembered me the late erotic 18th century. Her horse tail and high heels mixed this with a strict atmosphere. The hotel room was a big suite with two rooms, one for spanking and one for whipping. But at first I was allowed then to kiss and lick Mistress’ shoes and feet. Very extended. How sweet…On a large sofa I got to know Mistress Irene’s new hair brush. Over her knees I got hundred quick strokes. I loved this feeling to be so close to her. Then we lighted candles around a double bed and Mistress Irene restrained me very tight on the middle of the bed, arms wide spread and my bottom on the mattresses. She took place on my face and I cramped two long blue clamps on my nipples. My cock became the next sacrifice, tight bound like my legs. I could not see what happened with me and lost the control over the feelings down there which became a scary situation. She was playing there and I had the feeling my balls were between my legs but I could not move my legs and so she had me in a very powerful position...Back on the Venus we changed our clothes. Mistress Irene became General Mayhem, a very impressive uniform and she had her bull whip in the hand. My deepest fantasies became real. My Mistress with the convolved bull whip is the expression of absolute power. I had black jeans, my arms were in long cuffs and black belts around upper body. And she had me at a leash, fixed at my leather collar. A nice black mask made my face invisible. So she began to pull me though the big halls of the Venus and the crowd of people. They made big eyes. At a booth I was bound at a pole. In the near were shows with naked girls, but the people turned around to watch us. Mistress Irene began to whip my shoulders and gave me a wonderful feeling. The visitors will have never seen such a scene and were astonished about what they saw. Read the rest here

New Writing in Members! The piano "lesson" I had been taking piano lessons for about one month with a teacher new to the area.  It was time to do something other than work all day, read books at night, and drink beer on the weekends.  I had always wanted to know how to play the piano.  So why not?  Learning an instrument seemed like a great idea.  However, finding time to practice was hard, and progress to date had been extremely slow.  Sadly, I showed up recently for my fourth lesson having not practiced at all that week.  I hoped that my instructor wouldn’t notice.  But who was I kidding? This teacher came highly recommended. I had read reviews online.  In fact, some of her students had become virtuosos. I’m guessing the piano teacher was some type of European nationality, although she had no accent.  It seems that many musical talents are from that part of the world.  Maybe I’m jus being biased.  Anyway, something about her was exotic, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. This just further propelled my desire to learn from her. Additionally, she always seemed to dress strikingly, and maybe it was a mild crush that had me coming back despite my lack of musical progress.  According to all the reviews, she could supposedly teach even the most recalcitrant student. I certainly loved sitting next to her on the piano bench as I performed simple scales. She often sat nearby enough that I could almost feel our legs touch. But not quite. She remained notably distant. So close, yet so far.  Having her hair brush against me, I remember seeing her hands flit across the ivories.  Music just erupted from the piano. I wished that mine could do that. Anyway, as I showed up for my fourth lesson, I steeled myself. Remember, I had not practiced. Feeling embarrassed, I knocked on the door. I had driven there in my car trying to think of excuses along the way.   The sun was out.  The sky was blue.  But there was no good reason for not practicing.  I was thinking fast, but not successfully. Well, within seconds after knocking, I remember hearing her unlatching the locks. Subsequent to the opening of the door however, I’m not absolutely certain that I remember every detail of what ensued.  The door opened.  High cheek bones and piercing eyes looked around the corner. She smiled.  For some reason, I was surprised that she smiled upon seeing me.  I don’t know why I thought that she would be annoyed.  Read the rest here