The Kidnap starting 25th February 2010

Kidnap
15th February 2010
I met this young man a few years ago, he was quiet and subdued. I believe this was through his feeling of fear.
My mentor at the time, had him strapped down to a dentist chair, where I was left to play with him at will, here I tortured his nipples until they were raw. Tweaking them, pulling them, in essence constantly flicking them until even a feather would have induced pain at the slightest touch. He lay there out of control, knowing that throughout the day he would be put back in the black cage until Mistress decided to release him and left in the hands of a novice Mistress until she returned to the dungeon.
I was left for six hours, can you imagine how a black dungeon looks when you leave a trainee Mistress in charge of kidnap victim, endless candles and a sadistic mind that takes pleasure in torturing others. The room filled with smoke and his body looked like a Monet painting close up. His large erect penis looked sore, raw and over teased his nipples cracked, red and dry. This was my introduction to kidnap and his to me. Whilst he was quiet, his body manner showed someone of resilience and defiance, but his blue eyes looked like an animal’s ready to take flight at any moment.

Kidnap found me again a few years later after I left the house in Wales, he was now like the huntsman after his prey, on a mission to experience what he had before, only this time I was stronger and not the naive mistress, left to watch over him, turning the dungeon into a snow globe of millions of white dots, awash of wax. His ringing was relentless, in the end I banned him from phoning me, I thought this slight rejection would make his thirst lessen for that experience again or it would show his commitment. As directed exactly six months later he contacted me and negotiations started between us to hand over his control to me. We talked many times on the phone, which we still do.

The trial run started in a dungeon in neath, slowly he surrender to the idea that he was there for my amusement but there was still a long way to go. Unlike most submissive’s that visit me, they already know their places and fighting my control is futile. Even my personal slave compass that can be very defiant and jealous will always be corrected. He knows his place is at my feet. Like a well behaved dog at my heel. Again it’s taken a long journey for Compass to learn his place and stay in his place. He is already collared and contracted for eternity. He is mine; he is marked and will never belong to anyone else.

The journey for kidnap has started; he is from the West Country and so taken to areas in Wales, means he does not know where he is, although he is an inquisitive creature, defiant and nosey.
Slowly but surely I will break him down until, he cannot think for himself and his allegiance to me is one hundred percent.
His last visit kept him chained to the bed and I was assisted by switch Tara.
This is his journey for your enjoyment and my amusement.
From one of my most recent emails before our next encounter
“You have to trust me and my judgment. I will be in control and no real harm will come to you. But you know that you are already submitting to me every time you call or email. I am becoming more a tune to you and sometimes you drive me crazy but ultimately I like you.
Paper contract, blackmail or not you do not belong to any other Mistress. You are mine already.
If you were to run away now, you would still be back eventually. You desire me to be your Mistress, the relationship has started.
When you say I don't have control of you and can't tame you, you are only fooling yourself, you are mine already.
When ownership is complete, then you are completely mine, I will always come first in your life, I will be like a drug that you won't be able to give up, no more than me giving up being a Mistress.
Whilst others play at switch, really I know my position is Mistress, what makes me tick, what makes me happy etc. I like owning others.
I could play with you all day but ultimately domination is giving of one's self and you are already on that path.
It’s not about me playing with you for 48hrs, it’s me controlling you. Submission is everything.
You belong to me now, collared or not, that’s the scary part not me pushing your limits.
You’re Mistress.”
This story is real but the names will be kept anonymous, his contract will start 25th of February 2010. His contract will last two years, his review will be every 6 months and finally his commitment for being an eternal slave to me will be decided after the two years, but in fact he is already my slave and knows that he belongs to me. Despite his confident protests, he is mine and he will become mine, if I wish him to.