Having rung around extensively and also haveing had two invitations to sample the corrective pleasures, if that is the right word, from two lots of London based dominatrixes, I set out on Wednesday morning bound for Orpington on the southern edge of Greater London. I was headed here to visit the Holy Trinity, a group of three young attractive dominatrixes who see their clients at a spacious house, with a pretty secluded back garden in this suburban corner of outer London. I was due there at 11 and duly got there on time. The Holy Trinity comprise an interesting trio, Mistress Evilyne, an attractive willowy brunette, Lady Sarah Borgia, an attractive shapely blonde. with an antipodean accent, but who originally hailed from Birmingham and Goddess Maya Liyer, an exotic part-Chinese, part-Vietnamese, part-French beauty. Greeted at the door by Lady Sara Borgia, I was shown in and met all three of them, who then proceeded to show me around the house at length. They currently have one well equipped room, but other interior rooms have interesting possibilities and the garden at the rear holds great potential for pony play and other outdoor activities and they also have an interesting cellar accessible from the garden. I was very impressed.
They had indicated a willingness to show me how well they can dominate their clients and I was soon to realise one underestimates these ladies at ones peril. We agreed on a role play scenario and I soon found myself trussed up like a chicken and unable to do anything about what was to hit me, in more than one sense of the word. Suffice it to say they all played their parts with aplomb and if you feel like taking even one of them on, I would say simply be prepared for a very interesting and quite painful experience. Curiously throughout this session, they had a gentleman on the ground floor on his knees naked in the hall performing a function of penance as their live-in slave or some such role and it certainly brought an unusual frisson to the whole experience. One takes on this Holy Trinity at ones peril. It would appear Goddess Maya Liyer is a somewhat semi-detached member of the trio, normally based in Walthamstow on the north east side of London and she urged me to visit her there before I headed back to my home in the Midlands, which I cheerfully agreed to do. Before I left I was happily able to sell the ladies on paying for their entries to be highlighted on my site, so the pain had been worthwhile.
http://www.mistress-evilyne.com
http://www.goddess-maya-liyer.com
From here I was now heading up through the Blackwall tunnel to my next appointment, with Tony who runs Libby's Sauna in Stratford, East London, but en route I was going to passing by Foots Cray in the outskirts of Sidcup and so I thought I would pop in on the House of Fun, on the off chance that I might be able to do some business with the proprietor, but as usual, she was not around and apparently rarely is. I was told her Christian name or at least the name she goes by, so I suppose I made some small progress. Back at the car I then rang the nearby Swanley Sauna and Solarium, but with similar luck, so I headed back on to the main road and up towards the Blackwall tunnel, only stopping in Charlton to get a bite to eat at the Asda there.
When I got to Stratford, I was greeted by Tony in his usual friendly manner and we discussed the ever relentless shrinkage in the number of parlours operating in the capital. He paid for advertising on my site, which made the trip well worthwhile and I enquired after taking a photo of a current lady, since the photo I then had was of a lady, who had disappeared some time ago, but unfortunately as is so often the case, no one was interested.
I tried my old friend Candy at the Bunny Lounge, which was once again operating, though now in a discreet third storey flat in Upper Holloway, but she, like so many people in the industry, was still feeling the pinch from the recession. So I headed off to the hotel I had booked, the Travelodge in Cricklewood, but once I was there I realised the evening presented an ideal free opportunity to pop into Soho, without having to pay a congestion charge and top up the two remaining stores I supplied there.
Having done that I headed back to my hotel and got a good night's rest. However when I got back to my car, I was faced with a mini disaster. Somehow I had left my headlights on and of course the battery was now flat, so I had to wait for salvation from the AA, which cost me the price of a new battery, unfortunately. This delayed me a bit, but I only had so many calls, so it did not cramp my style unduly. Thursday was going to be a day in South London and my first call was going to be on Debbie at Oasis in Wandsworth, one of the few establishments surviving south of the river.
After my successful visit there I had planned on heading over to Surbiton to see British Babes UK another of South London's few remaining establishments, only to find the lady I needed to see would not be there, so instead I headed on to North Cheam to visit Honey's Massage of Sutton, of which North Cheam is part. Anne, who had last seen me many years ago elasewhere was there and we had a great long chat about all and sundry, including an interesting story she had to tell me of the man behind the Adultwork website! She was also quite frank in her views on the future, particularly given how few establishments there were these days south of the river, but overall was her familiar cheerful self.
http://www.honeysmassage.co.uk
This concluded most of my calls for the day, though I tried both Aqua Sauna and the Bunny Lounge once again. So I headed back to my hotel and after doing some paperwork, I headed off to my last call of the day on a dominatrix, who had expressed a particular interest in seeing me, Domina Visuki, an Italian somewhat tattooed self-confessed CP specialist, who doubled as a bass palyer in a punk rock band! However when I got to her flat I discovered she was not there, despite my confirming my appointment that morning. Only when I rang her using the same number I found it was unobtainable and that I was to blame for my predicament, I had sent it the wrong number, which differed by just one digit from the right one. Eventually I got through to her and we agreed to meet later that evening. When we met, she was charm itself. She introduced me to her husband, an American from San Diego, and the lead singer in the band. Domina Visuki comes from Venice and meeting the two of them here in South Tottenham was bizarre to say the least. But we had a very enjoyable and wide ranging chat and though I did not succeed in selling them any advertising as yet, we did part on very friendly terms and I can only hope she succeeds in whatever enterprises she continues with.
http://www.dominavisuki.moonfruit.com
Back at the hotel I got a reasonable nights' rest and I then the following morning I headed off to the last few calls I had lined up. First of all, I was due to enjoy, again if that is the right word, with two more dominas, Goddess Cleo, an imposing Australian lady and Miss Kitty Bliss, an apparently more demure, though clearly a very matter of fact lady, who together operated from Miss Kitty Bliss's dungeon in Stockwell. I got there a little early, which gave me time to park my car, which I did without too much trouble. Miss Kitty Bliss was awaiting me, but there was no sign of Goddess Cleo and so after waiting a while for her to turn up, we proceeded without her and this demure petite slim redhead, who would not look out of place working in a library, proceeded to surprise me with the vehemence she can deliver to a roleplay scenario. An hour later I emerged impressed by the energy and aplomb, she was able to incorporate in the session and I headed back on the road getting up to the Elephant and Castle and then Tower Bridge, before I headed up to Upper Holloway and the Bunny Lounge.
http://www.thebunnylounge.co.uk
On arrival there I was confronted by Candy, pleading poverty and while we had a good long chat, it was clear being restricted to one lady at this top floor flat, while she still boasted an impressive website, she was finding life tough during this recession. She indicated she would pay for an ad as soon as she could and we discussed what her rivals were doing these days and whether she needed to get her ladies to be a little more accommodating in the services they would provide and I simply pointed out the ladies were clearly free to decide what they would or would not do and she neede to discuss this with all of them. Seming to take my point, I then headed off to my last call of the day in Walthamstow on Goddess Maya Liyer at her establishment there.
http://www.goddess-maya-liyer.com
On getting to her address in Walthamstow, I wondered initially where to park, since all around, whilst there qwere planty of vacant spaces, they were all reserved for residents. However Goddess Maya came out and with the disappearance of a handy man in his car, who had been doing some odd jobs for her, I was able to park without any trouble. It turns out Goddess Maya is attempting to come up with a dungeon for hire, akin to the Hoxton Dungeon Suite, I visited last year and while it clearly is not yet fuilly kitted out and operational, it is not far off such and is very impressive. I was invited to return and sample the overnight facility it incorporated before too long and I indicated I would love to. And with that I headed out of Walthamstow up on to the North Circular and then on to the M1 and eventually back home.
26/01/2014
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