On the day of my session I arrived at the underground station early, had a coffee in a local coffee shop and waited for the time for my appointment with Mistress Cara to arrive. At the appointed time I phoned for directions and found the location without any problem. When I reached the front door, Mistress opened it and greeted me almost as if she had always known me, which put me completely at ease. I followed her upstairs admiring her delicious figure wearing the red outfit and red boots I had requested. Even, at this stage I sensed this was going to be a very special session and believe me, it was. I won’t go into the full details of each activity, just to…

You are the epitome of perfection. Like a fine wine you improve with maturity. Every line and crease in your body is worthy of worship. Your beautiful elegant high cheek boned face is commanding and full of presence. Your gorgeous little breasts capped by large nipples are the loveliest I could ever have imagined. Your wonderful, slender limbed body is a sight to behold. I am your slave, a canvass on which you will paint strong, red lines with your cane. Building up a picture of brutal welts. My pain is your amusement, bringing a smile to your face as you apply ever more brutal strokes.

My return to Mistress Cara was inevitable because my need to be owned and controlled by such a powerful woman is overwhelming. She is naturally cruel, sadistic and merciless. She views all men as totally inferior and useless objects. Brutally abusing and degrading them seems to come effortlessly to her. Absolute power is what I crave and it seems I cannot escape her. My greatest desire is to worship Mistress Cara. I will endure the most unimaginable levels of abuse and degradation to earn this right. Mistress Cara is perfectly equipped to inflict horrendous levels of abuse on me and she does. I am turned into a slut, pimped, abused, slapped and spat at. My self-respect is totally destroyed but I cannot escape. I want…

I am undoubtably an extremely fortunate slave in having sessions with the exquisite Mistress Cara. Having previously discussed a scenario on the phone I arrived at Mistress Cara’s Wimbledon address and she answered the door wearing exactly what I had asked for. I was bowled over by her stunning, mature, slender beauty. Her commanding presence and authorative voice left me in no doubt that she was the perfect Mistress for me. Dressed in blouse, skirt, stockings and heels she was the vision of perfection. Having followed her upstairs she sat on her throne and ordered me to strip and kneel before her. Spitting in my face she then explained that she would take great pleasure in training me and that I would be severely whipped…

I had admired Mistress Cara from her website for some time and was confident that she was the Mistress for me. This was confirmed when I phoned her and heard her sultry, sexy voice. She took an interest in my needs and I sensed that she was looking forward to our two hour session as much as I was. I arrived at the allotted time and was mesmerised when Mistress Cara opened the door. She was sheer perfection, dressed in white blouse, black skirt, stockings and heels as I had requested. Her long black hair framed her lovely face and her lips were bright red with perfectly applied lipstick. I followed Mistress Cara upstairs admiring her gorgeous slender legs. We went into one of her…

I am an ultra Submissive, Masochistic Male who adores being used, abused, Tortured and Humiliated by a Sadistic Mistress. I have been used by lots of Mistresses over the years, but I have always been looking for that special Mistress, and at last I have finally found her. I arranged an appointment with Mistress Cara recently, and told her I wanted to be taken under her complete control, and for her to increasingly Humiliate and Degrade me. I told Mistress Cara I was looking for a long term Training program, if we got on well together, so I could be taken deeper and deeper into her world. I was not disappointed when I met Mistress Cara. She was Beautiful and took Total control of me….

Mistress Cara is an elegant sensual woman. Her rooms are equipped with every device a slave would need. Mistress has an amazing range of outfits in rubber leather and PVC. Mistress Cara does not rush and always has time to talk before and after a session. Mistress now owns my body mind and soul. When I leave and return home I lust for her and need to return as soon as possible. Slave David

Mistress Cara told me she was going to leave me tied up to consider my fate. She tied me to the bed and she left me. I had nothing to do but contemplate my fate, while I admired the extensive array of whips and chains all around me. I heard nothing apart from the occasional moans and screams, both of pleasure and pain, as Mistress Cara occasionally visited and tortured and tormented the other slave, strapped to the dentist’s chair in her medical room. As I listened to his screams, moans and groans, my heart was beating in fear and trepidation. This fear and trepidation was mixed with longing and anticipation. It was a most unusual state of mind I was in. However, now that…

I met Mistress Cara for the first time last night. She is every bit as alluring and elegant as shown in her website photos. For such a small statured lady she has an incredibly intimidating presence! I was appropriately nervous with fear and excitement as I awaited my punishment and then she duly delivered- putting me over her knee and spanking me senseless! This lady is a genuine lifestyle dominatrix who had me truly bewitched and at her mercy. I have realised now that a fantasy really can come true. Needless to say that I will be back for more!

My first visit to London Mistress Cara On arriving at her house in a quiet suburban street in South London, I rang the door bell and shortly after the door was opened by Mistress Cara, who is every diminutive inch like her pictures,  dressed in red latex top and latex panties along with elegant thigh high black patent heeled boots. I followed this beautiful Mistress upstairs and we went into the back play room. I had brought some wine which we drank and chatted about what we might do  over the afternoon. She changed her boots to shoes which  l chose some from her vast collection and put on her beautiful stocking clad feet and worshipped them while naked and being flogged and teased, having…