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Angels & Demons

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Angels & Demons

This is the story of my first session with Mistress Emma & how I fell in love with Her. I hope this story can inspire other scared slaves who want to become a part of Mistress Emma’s world, but who, like me at first, might not be ready yet. To truly understand my story, I have to start at the beginning. It all started about 2 years ago. I had been exploring the BDSM scene for a couple of years already, starting slow & gradually experimenting more & more with the kinky side of BDSM. I mainly liked being completely Read more »

Mistress Emma’s property

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Mistress Emma’s property

It had been a while since I last wrote about my encounters with Mistress Emma. I believe the last time I had been with her for  3rd or 4th visit. At first, I counted the sessions I went to Miss Emma, but now, a year has passed and I can’t remember how many times I have been at Her mercy! However the last session was a special one, but first things first. While reading and searching on Mistress Emma’s site I did stumble on the fact that it was possible to have a Contract with her – to submit fully Read more »

My second visit with Mistress Emma

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My second visit with Mistress Emma

After my first visit with Mistress Emma in December, I knew from the moment I left her studio that I made the right choice with Her. I Had a few days off after the session, so had some time to let the session really sink in and re-live it in my head. Oh boy, that was quite the rollercoaster (in a good way). In the days after the session I already started planning to return to Mistress Emma and in our conversations I asked if She would be available in January somewhere. Continue reading here…

Falling under her spell

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Falling under her spell

Falling under Her spell I recently had my second session with Mistress Emma. After our first session about three weeks earlier I immediately knew I wanted to see Her more often. Slightly nervous I rang the doorbell. The sound of Her high heels grew louder as she approached the front door. She opened the door and welcomed me in. Dressed in a short and tight, shiny black dress and boots to match She greeted me with a smile that suggested She had some devious plan in store for me. With Her spectacular outfit and perfect hair and make-up, She looked Read more »