Hello my beloved worshippers:
Most London Mistresses and UK Mistresses are back in London and your Goddess Alexia is in London too. I must say that the London BDSM scene is really up and running. So many London fetish parties and events are planned for this year it is amazing.
My great fantasy kidnap role-play adventures will take me around the world too this year.
How are you all in New Year 2014? Yes it is the new year and January is in full swing. I am planning new trips around the world to inspire my worshippers and fulfil their fantasies and dreams.
My first trip this year is going to be to Berlin in February, yes BDSM Berlin with Goddess Alexia is coming again soon! So if you would like to see me there book now using this form.
My next trip is going to be to Cape Town in March. BDSM Cape Town with Goddess Alexia! I will keep you updated here in my blog about exact dates &c.
I am also planning to visit the USA this year, which cities and when I have not decided yet, but as I said I will keep you posted.
Goddess Alexia Travelling With Her Faithful Servants
Meanwhile, here is a testimonial and an account of a recent session in London with one of my faithful worshippers.
“Just before Christmas I went for a session with our Goddess, laden with presents of flowers, Wolford tights and stockings and some super-sexy Italian leggings I longed to see her wear, hoping that she would like them too. She did, and as a reward said that her Christmas present to me was that for this session she would wear my favourite latex dress, allow me to speak to her without permission and, above all, look directly at her while she played with me. Believe me, this last gift was very special. She doesn’t normally let you look at her for more than a few seconds before ordering you to stop staring! It is always very hard to look straight at her — at close quarters she is overwhelmingly attractive — and to watch the play of expression across her face as she performs some exquisitely pleasurable operation on your body is about as erotic as it gets …
So, wearing her super-tight black latex halter-neck dress and stiletto-heeled boots, she strapped me into the ingenious bondage swing that is a big feature of her second dungeon. You sit in it comfortably upright, feet off the ground, with your thighs supported and held apart by broad padded leather straps. Meanwhile your waist, ankles, wrists and neck are tightly belted, cuffed and collared, then attached to the swing so that movement is impossible and every single part of you hangs completely exposed and available to your Mistress. If there is any way in which you can be made to feel more vulnerable than this, I do not know of it.
Paradoxically, it is also very liberating — by the time you are fully strapped in you have totally surrendered your mind and your body to Goddess Alexia; she completely controls them both and they no longer belong to you but to her.
Goddess Alexia drew up a chair and sat close to me. At first she amused herself by making the swing revolve so that she slipped in and out of sight as I turned helplessly round and round. Then she started to whip my nipples, cock and balls, at first very gently, with a succession of increasingly severe little floggers and short riding crops as I revolved slowly before her. Sometimes she stopped the swing and stood behind me, touching and squeezing me sensuously, or played everywhere with one or two of her many Wartenburg pinwheels. Later, she began to use the heels as well as the soles and uppers of her boots … there was no end to the things she could do with me, all the while smiling, sometimes laughing, in her astonishingly sexy way. Often she brought her eyes and mouth tantalisingly close, and yet she remained utterly out of reach. I strained in vain at my bonds and was soon in a state of wild arousal and frustrated desire.
After quite a time she gave me a rest. Then she fixed electric clamps to my cock, balls and nipples, and attached and turned on her Erostek 312, low at first, but soon rather strongly. This machine creates the most amazing effects, sometimes making tickling, tingling, almost soothing sensations, sometimes much stronger.
When she saw that I was close to my limit she turned the power down slightly, sat down just out of my reach and began to make up her eyes and lips in a leisurely fashion. So I watched her, electricity surging through my body, while she slowly enacted one of the most intimate, sublimely provocative things that a woman can do with a man without actually touching him. By now my desire for her was desperate, almost unbearable, in fact so powerful that it could only happen in a BDSM session — that’s why it’s so special, for otherwise you would have long since assuaged your feelings by holding and embracing the person who had aroused them so strongly.
More was to come. She removed the electric nipple clamps but left them attached to my cock and balls and turned up the power. She put on a pair of long black latex gloves and stood close to me, her face now alluring in a new way with perfect red-lipsticked mouth and delicately mascara’d eyes. Then she began to play with me seriously. She pulled, twisted, pinched and squeezed my body, breast and nipples.
The latex gloves gave her fingers an excellent grip and allowed her to use her nails as freely as she wished. I sensed that she was really enjoying using me as her helpless plaything and was herself excited by the ever increasing desire that her actions and her looks provoked in me; she exulted in her beauty and her transcendent power over me. We seemed to be on an increasingly wild ride together. I was soon in a transport of pleasure which carried me completely over the top into that state we call sub-space where sensation becomes completely overwhelming and it is no longer possible to distinguish between pleasure and pain. My desire for her increased until it knew no bounds and I cried out incoherently. Before long I could not take any more, and she switched off the electrics and left me alone to recover.
It was fifteen minutes or more before I felt able to move and ask to be released from the swing.
What a Christmas present!
I have described this session in some detail partly to share it with others less lucky than I have been, but more to show why Goddess Alexia is not like other BDSM Mistresses. Most of them use harsh words and abusive language to assert their superiority. They believe that their role is simply to control and dominate, which they do by punishing, hurting and humiliating their supposedly inferior submissives, who must get some sexual and/or psychological relief from the way they are so badly treated. Goddess Alexia does none of this, although she uses many of the techniques of BDSM. She knows that she is superior and has no need to assert it. She uses her sublime beauty, her extraordinary appeal, her femininity and her commanding personality to overwhelm us and make us want and need to submit to her. Her great pleasure, in fact her passion, is to awaken our deep desires and feed them with the BDSM games she plays with us, so that soon we worship her because we must. It is a kind of adoring and submissive love that she makes us feel, which does not diminish but increases with time and familiarity. The better we know and revere her, the more she gives back to us. This is her truly great gift, which brings so much new experience, life-enhancing pleasure and real joy to those who are privileged to receive and share it with her.”
The worshipper who wrote the testimonial also sent me this fun photo!
Thank you my worshipper for such a great testimonial and I truly love what I do. Being a Goddess is my lifestyle and I was definitely born that way