New Look

Part 2 of my story about Lisa will be finished soon, it's taking a long while to write. It may end up being a long one as I'd rather that than string it out into a 3rd part.

In the mean time I was feeling creative earlier and decided to crack open the photoshop and revamp the layout for my blog. While I was at it I revamped my youtube page as well (click here). There's not a lot on my youtube page as I don't upload videos myself, so it's really just a record of my favourites and comments.

I have made it easier for people to leave comments on blog entries, by putting the comment box below each entry, rather than on a seperate page. I know how it can sometimes be a bit annoying when you want to write a comment, but don't have the actual post in front of you to read... now you do.

I have also added reaction buttons for people who don't yet have the courage to comment (come and say hello) but of course for everyone else too.

As with before, those are my eyes in the banner... stare... gaze... enjoy.

Hope you like.

~ Mistress Winters ~

Room Service - Part 1

So. I promised to share some of my hotel room experiences.

The first that springs to mind was with a woman called Lisa. She also happens to be the first woman I ever hypnotized for kinky purposes. We had met online on one of the early social networking sites, nothing fetish related. I was 18 and she was in her early 30s, I seemed to have a habit of attracting older women back then... still do actually, I'm not really sure why as it's never been something I have aspired to particularly. Anyway, we'd followed the usual path of getting to know one another: IMs, emails, followed by texts, saucy picture messages, and then a couple of attempts at phone sex... I was rubbish at phone sex back then, still am actually unless hypnosis is involved.

Our relationship wasn't really what you would have called true love. I was a frustrated teenager, she was recently divorced and looking for the excitement she'd been missing in her marriage, and so our conversations almost always followed a sexual theme and ended up in a frenzy of 1 handed typing. We'd exchanged numerous sexy pictures, we'd talked about our sexual preferences, we'd discussed fetishes... I'd talked about relatively common stuff... boots, outfits, tattoos, piercings... she'd often talked about her love of bondage, she had what seemed to my inexperienced young mind, like a large collection of restraints and toys... She was pretty much of the submissive persuasion. Eventually I took the plunge and decided to take the step that I think most of you out there will have gone through at least once, and bought up the subject of hypnotic kinkiness. To my surprise and delight, the idea seemed to really turn her on. So much so that she requested to move the conversation from IM to the phone.

Lisa: Hi Babe

Mistess Winters: Hi

Lisa: Mmm... babe you've got me all horny again.

MW: Hehe, I'm glad that it had that effect, I wasn't sure what you'd say.

Lisa: Oh don't worry babe, it takes a lot to shock me... it sounds really sexy.

MW: I think so. It's something I've fantasized about since I was about 13.

Lisa: What do you do?... How does it work?

MW: Well basically I put you into a really relaxed state where your consious mind mind sort of switches off and I can talk directly to your subconscious... When you're in that state you're really suggestible and basically do what I tell you to do.

Lisa: You won't make me bark like a dog or run around like a chicken or anything will you? (laughs)

MW: No, I don't think so... though that sort of thing is fun sometimes.

Lisa: Please don't. I'd be so embarrassed!

MW: How about a cat?

Lisa: That would be better I suppose.

MW: That sort of thing isn't necessarily what interests me anyway... that's more of a stage hypnosis type of thing that you might see in a bar on holiday.

Lisa: What would you get me to do then?

MW: Well... er.... First I'd put you under and get you nice and deep. I'd probably have a play with your body while you were in trance.

Lisa: Mmm babe, that sounds good.

MW: I know you're into a bit of bondage, so I think I could do some stuff that you'd really like... I could lie you do on the bed, and put your arms above your head, and I'd tell you that you couldn't move.

Lisa: How do you do that?

MW: Well While you're under, I tell you that your arms and legs are stuck in place. Like they are tied there by invisible ropes. And then I wake you up and you will be able to talk and stuff, but you wont be able to move. And the harder you try to move, the more the ropes will hold you down.

Lisa: Oh wow. I like the sound of that.

MW: Then I can play around with your body some more and you wont be able to move.

Lisa: Mmm babe, that would be good.

MW: I can give you triggers as well, to do things to you while you are awake?

Lisa: What's a trigger?

MW: It's like a key word. That when I say it, you'll instantly respond to it in the way that you were told to when you were in a trance.... Like, the first one I'd probably give you would be 'sleep', so that all I need to do is click my fingers and say sleep, and your head will instantly flop down and you'll go back into trance. 

Lisa: Oh wow.

MW: It's great to do that to someone in the middle of a conversation... they'll just be in the middle of a sentence and then I you just snap your fingers, say sleep, and *ping* out they go.I love seeing their head just flop down.

Lisa: I suppose that would come in handy when someone was boring you (laughs)

MW: (laughs) Yeah. It's such a turn on though to have that power over someone. Knowing that with 1 magic word you can put someone to sleep, or make them flash their boobs, or feel horny.

Lisa: It doesn't take much to make me horny anyway babe (laughs)

MW: You can do physical triggers as well... Like, when I touch you in a certain place instead of saying a certain word... I could make it so when I touch the palm of your hand, it feels like I'm touching your clit.

Lisa: Wow! Can you really do that?

MW: Yeah. It'd be great in public. We could be sitting in a pub or something, and I can stroke the palm of your hand with my finger and you'd feel me rubbing your clit. And nobody will know.

Lisa: Oh wow! That sounds amazing. I just hope I don't get to excited (laughs) They might notice if I start panting and screaming!

MW: (laughs) Yeah. It'd be good to watch though.

The conversation continued down that path for another couple of minutes, all the while Lisa breathing got shallower and her responses more muffled and brief. She was clearly sold on the idea of me hypnotizing her. I attempted to do an induction there and then on the phone, but she was too horny to concentrate and my inexperience and excitement made me stumble over my words a bit... she said she defintely felt something, but she didn't really go under. Instead I just talked her to orgasm and tried to anchor her pleasure to my words as best I could.

A few days later, she told me that she'd not been able to stop thinking about me hypnotizing her ever since I'd mentioned it. She really wanted to try it, and we really wanted to meet each other in person. At the time I was still living with my parents, so her coming to my place was a no no. She also live quite a distance away, and I couldn't drive, so it was quite difficult for me to get to her as well... We decided that we should book a hotel room close to me, she'd drive down and we'd have a dirty weekend together. Straight away I got online and started looking for somewhere. We arranged a weekend I booked a hotel in the nearest city.

... Stay Tuned for part 2 soon :~)

~ Mistress Winters ~

Happy Birthday Mistress Winters

Greetings all. I have been away for a couple of weeks, travelling around a bit with work. I've recently purchgased a new smart phone. I'm usually pretty good with technology but I've not yet worked out how to all my email and things working on it, nor have I found the web browsing to my satisfaction, so blogging has proved difficult when on the go and away from castle Winters. I suspect some readers will be crying out (as many people I know have been) saying "Get an iPhone"... No. Be gone Apple and your minions.

Internet access in hotels is not fantastic either. Though lets be honest, there are other things that can be done in hotel rooms ;~). I find hotel rooms are one of the most corrupting environments in existence. There is just something about them that brings out there darker side of the human psyche. I must post some of my naughty hotel room experience on here sometime.

I thought this time since the anniversary of my birth is fast approaching, I'd tell you a story about a rather interesting present I received one year for my birthday...

It was the morning of my birthday. I was having a lie in, as is every Mistress's inalienable right on her birthday. I was having a bit of a snooze, having a rather nice dream. When I was woken up by something stirring in my bed... not just in the bed, but between my legs.... There was a person shaped bulge under the duvet, with a pair of, from what I could see, naked legs hanging out of the end of the bed... It was the duvet covered half that had my attention though ;~)

I was already pretty turned on by the dream I was having (wonder what might have caused that?), and the tongue and lips that were deftly doing their thing under the covers were helping that considerably... Katie had told me she had a few treats planned for my birthday, I was very much enjoying the first. I wasn't sure whether to roll back the covers, as it felt almost rude not to make eye contact at least once... on the other hand, as I said, I was very much enjoying it and didn't want to disturb her ;~)

It didn't take me long to climax. As I was at the hight of pleasure, legs spasming and flailing about, I must have moved the duvet around, and as I was catching my breath I looked down the bed and saw something I wasn't expecting... a tattoo. A little rose sitting on the top of a rather pert bum cheek... It was very nice... the only thing was, Katie doesn't have a tattoo on her bum!

I threw back the covers the girl who'd so expertly worked her magic between my legs stood up. A fairly attractive blonde girl with a pink bow tied around her neck... a girl who I'd never met before in my life! And on her chest, written in red lipstick were the words "Happy birthday Mistress xoxo" xoxo was the way Katie usually signed off her messages. Though usually they weren't written on the chests of naked slave women.

A few seconds later, as I was still trying to take in what I was seeing. The girl turned and walked towards my bedroom door. On her back, also written in red lipstick, were the words "Follow me"... I was intrigued. But I was naked, I often sleep naked. I get too hot otherwise. So the girl was already out the door and on her way while I was trying to find a night dress or something to put on. I settled on checked pyjama bottoms and a baggy Iron Maiden t-shirt. Sexy.

Katie seemed to have planned for my delay whilst I got dressed, because when I got into the living room, the girl was already knelt down on all fours, with a folded table cloth draped over her back, so that the girls bowed head and pert tattooed bum were visible at either end. Katie was standing over her, placing a tray of breakfast on the most interesting 'occasional table' I had ever seen.

Now I knew why she'd been studying induction techniques so thoroughly the last couple of weeks! Apparently she'd found this girl online, who was more than willing to be dominated and used as furniture. I didn't get to speak to the girl, apparently that was part of the fantasy She was there to be used and ignored. She appeared to remain in trance throughout breakfast. On Katie's suggestion, I went for a shower after my breakfast and when I came out she was gone. How she found her I have no idea, lord knows before I met Katie I'd tried numerous times to find a willing plaything on various sites, without any real success, just a few time wasters or people who lived too far away to take seriously... But Katie had apparently cast out her line and reeled in a live one first time... the cow. When I first came into the living room and saw the 2 of them, I didn't know whether to be proud that I had taught her so well, or scared of the monster that I had created!... I didn't spend too much time thinking about it though... well I did have a naked, hypnotized girl knelt before me, with a toasted cream cheese bagel on her back that was getting cold. I hate it when they get cold.

I've certainly had worse Monday mornings!

~ Mistress Winters ~