Friday, June 18, 2004

Interrogation scene

So I am going to skip the details of our pervy champagne ridden slumber party and its late night inhabitants. I think you boys will appreciate the interrogation scene I did yesterday far more. This beastly little piece of meat called and wanted to explore his limits with an interrogation scene. I inquired about his experience, basic BDSM and health history and decided he atleast made the cut for an interview. This boy started off on the wrong foot by confirming 15 minutes late. Now alot of you little men like to test boundries immediatly and I always take full advantage of this mistake by teaching you from the begining how important My time is. More than one man has left My care with his watch dutifully inserted into his ass for that lovely drive home, so boys just use your brains for once. It is not a good idea to piss off the Domina before you arrive by disrespecting her busy schedule with a late phone call. Needless to say I knew this one was in for it. It had been far too long since My last interrogation scene. Atleast a couple of weeks!


He then arrived 30 minutes early for his session! Oh the nerve of this creature! Well he was sent away by Mistress Ember who was busy entertaining Kumi and this hot little life support system for a cock we like to refer to as "lil j***". She told him to return at his scheduled appointment and not to make the same mistake in the future or he would surely be excommunicated. I arrived, began to get prepared for the two hour session when Ms Burns informed Me of his mishap. I interviewed him and gained a good knowledge of what I wanted to do to him. He was then given very specific instructions on how to prepare and wait for Me. One of which included kneeling down in front of a throne awaiting My return. This pig had the nerve to be sitting on a chair in the room when I returned. Now normally with this much insolence I would just send him away until he could follow directions but I believed he was trying to test the waters and see what would happen if he didnt do what I said. This of course is a very very silly way of doing things. I quickly corrected him verbally and then kicked him in his ass until he reached the appropriate position as instructed. I inspected him and found him to be hygenically prepared and not completely revolting physically. My anticipation rose as I knew this was going to be too much fun ;) I quickly stood him upright, pulling him into position by his hair. He was strung up to a remote control suspension hoist in the center of our asian bondage room. Uh oh duty calls...more on this later ;)


Ok thanks for being patient boys....now where was I....Ahh yes, After he was secured to the ceiling I hoisted him up on his toes, before introducing him to the business end of a very nasty paddle. I wanted him to understand exactly how out of control he was at this point so even the warm up was very nasty. You see this little piggie was being punished for infidelity to his wife. Atleast that was the "roleplay" he requested. Funny things those role plays they tend to be far closer to the truth than most realize. I put him through the paces by utilizing numerous paddles to redden his as , relentlessly whacking away until he was almost crying. I was having him give Me the details of his infidelity but something wasnt sitting right. I got out 3 of My favorite canes and instructed him to breathe deeply and think about the act of penetrating that other woman while he recieved this portion. I walked him through a guided meditation, I wanted him back in the place when he made the decision to fuck that woman. Well soon enough we were both there! I cut into him like a straight razor with those canes and he thought he was getting the worst of it. For those of you who know Me well, you know this is basically My playground so no it wasnt going to be that easy for the beast. I pulled out My favorite strap and began to pummel him. He was dancing around like a grotesque flamenco dancer. I realized I was going to have to tie him to the wall to fully secure him. After this was accomplished he bacema noticibly upset. Breathing hurried, sweat was pouring and I was finally reaching a level that accomodated a true sadist. His ass was lined up nicely and My strap was falling with the force of an earthquake. He was trembling at this point apologizing for his indescretions when I decided it was time start the interrogation. I knew he had not been totally honest about his infidelity up until now and I told him to take a few deep breaths and consider the severe ramifications of being dishonest with Me. I then slipped about 20 feet of surgical tubing around his neck and tightened it, turning it into a psuedo leash that just so happened to choke the hell out of him when I pulled it tight. I then asked him one last time " Are you sure it was only one woman?" He immediately said no there was more than one......eyes lowered, his lip quivering. I was inflamed, "Are you so pathological you can not be honest when someone is trying to help you?" I back up to the otherside of the room and tighten the surgical tubing........out came My favorite new toy a beautiful black and red signal whip (purchased from My favorite whipmaker www.snakepitleatherworks.com) I began the dance on his ass as I had him describe the encounter in detail. I felt he was lying so I slipped up behind him and put My arm around his throat, got as close to his ear as possible and told him " Listen you disgusting little puke, I will castrate you without even thinking about it if you dont start telling Me the truth, your a horrible liar and you insult My intelligence with your bullshit." At this point something amazing and also pretty frightening happened. He began to shake uncontrollably and started to fall . He was almost having a seizure from pure unadulterated fear! I slapped him back to reality , gave him a drink of water and proceeded t6o get very turned on Myself. This is what I live for in a scene, when all of the external is stripped away and it is just the raw emotional road on which I lead My subject. Grrrrrrrrr! At this point I decided it best to got him on all fours, where he belonged. He was then tortured with a plastic bag in between being crossexamined by the Yours truly about his affairs. Well this was the point where he really started being honest with Me and himself. Turns out he had relations with 3 different prostitutes! One without a condom! I saw red. I actually had to go collect Myself. He was in for it now! He even tried to convince Me that it wasnt fucking all the time, some were just blowjobs!
Oh the arrogance. I quickly produced a rainstorm of blows from every implement in the room. He was crying out and screaming, slobbering on himself like a total slob when I decided to show him what real face fuck was. I grabbed My thick, long , red and black cock and began to force feed it to him. Fucking his mouth while I recounted all of his previous indiscretions got Me incredibly hot. I grabbed him bythe hair and told him " Does this feel like your getting fucked right now you whore?" cramming the huge cock down his small throat, hearing him gag and gasp . I asked him if it was only his opinion he hadnt been fucking or if he had actually bothered to ask the prostitue her opinion. Of course not he hadnt had time for that whie he was facefucking her. So I stopped the niceties and proceeded to rape hi throat hole for all of those ladies sitting at home while their good for nothing husbands are out fucking someone else. So boys remember your actions do have consquences!



very hot and excited after reliving this.....
Ms. Betka

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

Here is 'Drunk Betka' at the Cirque De Fetiche V.I.P. party 2002. Shot by Perry Gallagher Posted by Picasa