If you would like to book a session of 1 hour or more on one of these dates, then get in touch via the session contact form at mistresswhiplash.co.uk
If you would like to session with Chloe here in Hampshire on other dates then this can usually be arranged but is subject to a 2 hour minimum session booking. She is also available on various dates throughout July.
Chloe will be using my premises for sessions from 26th to 28th April 2017. Sessions are available in both domestic and dungeon settings. If you’d like to visit her for any of the following activities, please use the session contact form to request to visit:
smothering and breath play
strap-on and anal training
foot fetish and foot worship
tease and denial
general domination and servitude
At present, availability remains for the afternoon and early evening of Wednesday 26th, mid-afternoon on Thursday 27th, and morning of Friday 28th.
I’ve got some lovely sparkly new cross country running trainers, so I’m retiring a couple of my very old, very filthy, very well-travelled and well-loved pairs. Be warned, they are very yucky indeed and have been worn to the point they’re almost falling apart, so aren’t for the faint hearted or weak-stomached!
If you’d like to be the proud(ish) new owner of a pair of my stinky running shoes, either reply to this thread with your details (don’t worry, I won’t publish your reply!) or use the contact form on MistressWhiplash.co.uk to make me an offer I can’t refuse.
Trainers will be mailed to the lucky recipients, or if you prefer you may collect them in person from my dungeon in Hampshire and get to see them on my feet in the flesh before you take them away to their new home.
Since Special Agent Hunter’s reassignment to a highly classified and undisclosed location, The High Commandress of The Female Supremacy has enlisted a new recruit to assist Special Agent Bella on her on going task of maintaining the status quo of the subspecies known as man.
INTRODUCING SPECIAL AGENT WHIPLASH
Special Agent Whiplash of the Tactical Forces Division is highly reputed for her powerful snap kick and using sadistic measures to achieve victory. With such a track record, she is the chosen comrade to join forces in carrying out the latest mission called Operation RETRIBUTION.
They have now received urgent orders from The High Commandress of The Female Supremacy and are preparing for the most fierce retaliation in the history of Interrogation Bootcamp at the Hampshire Base Camp.
Ahead of their next mission, those guilty members of the subspecies known as man are requested to turn themselves in…or suffer a much worse fate.
During Interrogation Bootcamp, the subspecies known as “man” can expect the following (but non exhaustive) list of activities:
It’s been a really fun couple of weeks at Whiplash Towers in the run up to Christmas; lots of my Mistress friends have been visiting and we’ve been very spoiled by our subs, sluts, slaves and sissies.
One highlight for me was our little kinky Christmas bash on Wednesday, when Cate and Araneae joined me and Chloe to have some femdom-related hijinks with a selection of impeccably-behaved boys. The dungeon was festooned with festively-attired pain sluts, leather gimps, heavily shackled drinks waiters, human footstools, muscle-bound male pole dancers, Christmassy testicle-elves and story-telling men in skirts as us ladies indulged in prosecco and nibbles, and of course satisfied our sadistic and cruel desires.
We played all the traditional femdom Christmas party games like Dildo Bobbing, Elf Whipping, Ballbusting Santa and participating in our own femdom version of the Mannequin Challenge. Mince pies were had by all (some with a special topping!)
They say a picture paints a thousand words so to save myself any more typing, here are a selection of our party snaps and our Mannequin Challenge video.
…And here’s our Mannequin Challenge video:
Lastly, Merry Christmas everyone, and thank you once again to everybody who has lavished me with gifts this Christmas – you know who you are – I feel very spoiled and special indeed!
2016 is fast drawing to a close and as usual my schedule is getting packed with sessions as you all treat yourselves to thoughtful and suitably festive gifts such as bulging baubles, (candy) cane stripes, a nice stuffing or perhaps a red nose to give Rudolph a run for his money. (Nudge nudge, wink wink, did I miss out any innuendos?)
If you’ve left it late to book your visit in, I currently have the following opportunities still available:
Friday 9th December – 1 x triple session with me, Chloe and Jennie remaining at 14:45
Thursday 15th December – 1 x lunchtime double session with me and Sabrina
Saturday 17th December – 1 x single session with me at 14:00
Tuesday 20th December – 1x double session with me and Chloe at 13:00
Wednesday 21st December – Christmas gathering for our sociable subs/sluts/sissies involving mince pies, ballbusting, champagne, strap-ons, canapés, human furniture, imprisonment and party favours (probably/maybe not all at once!)
Thursday 22nd December – 1 x morning double session with me and Chloe and 1 x evening.
Friday 23rd December – 1 x double session with me and Chloe at 11:00.
…And that looks like it for 2016! Thanks everyone who’s made it such a memorable and fun year!
…It’s a question I imagine most Professional Dommes are asked as regularly as I am. Which, in case you’re wondering, is at least every few days. At first glance it looks like a reasonable question; you’re interested in a Dominatrix but you want to know whether she’s really into it, or whether she’s just playing a role to make money.
What answer do you hope for? That I am indeed lifestyle, I bathe exclusively in the tears of my captive minions, never lift a finger in my daily life, am served by an army of dedicated servants who would never dare lift their (tearful) eyes to make contact with mine and spend all my time leather- or latex-clad in towering stiletto heels? That I operate an open house to any slave who prostrates himself at my feet and offers himself into my ownership, regardless of whether he’s actually of any worth to me?
Or perhaps you (a stranger to me) want to know all about the inner workings of my private life? Perhaps there’s an overbearing Alpha Male behind the scenes controlling proceedings? Or maybe I have a filthy rich yet minutely endowed and severely cuckolded husband locked away in the attic? Perhaps when I finish my last session of the day I slip off my Louboutins and go back to my dull vanilla housewife existence, or perhaps I keep the Louboutins on and head out to drink ridiculously expensive champagne I’m not paying for with my crazy Dominatrix girlfriends, leaving a trail of frustrated and used males in our wake.
Do I ever have “normal” sex? Am I lesbian? Do I have a husband? How much do I earn per year? Do I work another job too? How much did my house cost? Do I own or rent my dungeon? How do I keep my [presumably shameful] job secret from my family? These are just a few of the incredibly rude and utterly inappropriate questions I have been asked either over email or social media by total strangers or by somebody I have just met in person for the first time. I wonder whether you’d ask your accountant these same types of question and then attempt to call them out when they won’t do your books for free on their weekend off? “You’re not a true accountant! You’re just doing my tax return to make money from me, you mercenary bastard!”
But I digress. Back to my main point – the Lifestyle question. In my experience, more often than not it tends to be asked by people who don’t like the idea of paying a Professional Dominatrix for her time. The presumed assumption being that if I’m lifestyle, I should want to dominate any person who expresses an interest in me for free, on their terms. If I want paying, well, I’m just not lifestyle and the Pro Domme shaming begins! I’ve lost count of the number of times a supposedly “devoted long-time worthless worm admirer” has tried to shame me when I have raised the spectre of him having to actually give something back to me in return for my time spent fulfilling his every fantasy. If I was truly Lifestyle, it would all be for free, right?
So I’d like to put this to bed once and for all: am I Lifestyle? Yes I am. And that means that I choose precisely what I do, when, with whom and for what transaction. Some days I do have a man in a frilly maid’s dress do the cleaning for me, sometimes I do it myself. Sometimes I spend the weekend with a prisoner locked in my cellar whom I occasionally tease and torment before once more abandoning him in the darkness, sometimes I don’t. Either way, nobody is entitled to my time and expertise for free, just because they identify as a submissive.