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The biggest beating of my life! A Testimonial to London Mistress Cara

I entered Mistress Cara’s house and behind the door appeared a mature beautiful lady. I looked down on her. Upstairs now she ordered. That was the last time i looked down on her ! 2 hours later i was leaving having had the biggest beating of my life. My 1st visit is just the start for me now. The joy on her face when she can see you suffering is something i have never seen before. All i seem to remember her saying during my time was ” where i my whip”. She just enjoys beating her slaves. She is encouraging me to have a longer session just so she can inflict more pain on me. I will of course follow her instructions. Stood all the way home on train to East London because to painful. Gary

My new Domme – a testimonial

I nervously rang the doorbell and I was then greeted by the wonderful Mistress Cara who was dressed in a tight black rubber dress and long thigh high red patent leather boots. I followed those red leather boots up the stairs with my eyes fixated on Mistress Cara’s pert little bottom encased in her rubber dress.
When we reached the landing I was shown one of the rooms and Mistress Cara invited me to have a seat. Mistress Cara sat opposite me on her throne with her beautiful slender legs crossed while she put me at ease as we chatted about our session together.

Mistress Cara lit a cigarette and elegantly put it to her ruby red lips, something I had asked her to do when I had called her earlier. Her jet black hair and her sultry brown eyes, red lipstick and dominant demeanour was turning me on.

Just to say I had a wonderful time with Mistress Cara and felt pleasured and relaxed afterwards.
I will be definitely booking my next appointment soon with my new dominant Mistress Cara. X

A Poem Testimonial

Mistress Cara is the one I crave
I wish only to be her slave
Her stunning beauty and slender frame
Are famous features of her name
Raven hair and deep red lips
Her visage could sink a thousand ships
With erect nipples on tiny breast
Against her blouse they are pressed
Lissom legs in stocking clad
Are dreamy visions I have had
I am kneeling at her heel
Awaiting pain I delight to feel
With whippy cane she goes to work
Her strong energy does not shirk
Each cruel blow is truly felt
In red and blue and purple welt
My body’s bound in ropes so firm
I can’t escape or even squirm
A hundred strokes, she takes a rest
To admire the work of cruel quest
She then decides a hundred more
With perfect the canvas of bleeding sore
My back is next with leather whip
The flails rain down in brutal grip
A hundred strokes, my skin is raw
But Mistress Cara insists on more
I submit to pain and relish it
The endorphins flow with every hit.
At sessions end we drink tea and snack
One thing’s for certain, I’ll be back!

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