Suppressing Kink? Don’t.You must go see Manchester Mistress Helena. This is still in memory my time with Mistress, stepping out from a hot shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and cooled down. The walls and mirror were still steamed up, and I turned to see a reassuring smile. In truth, it was the same one I’d seen for the very first time just over an hour earlier.
Manchester Mistress Helena had greeted me at the door looking radiant and flashing a friendly grin. The figure hugging Latex catsuit looked resplendent, her makeup immaculate. Whether an experienced player or novice like myself, she knows how to put a submissive at ease. I had been plucking up the courage to visit a dominatrix for many years. Mistress Helena certainly ticked all the boxes from a physical standpoint. Alongside a caring and inquisitive nature, a telephone consultation displaced some of the pre-session nerves. I really do recommend that brief chat to allay any anxieties.
Mistress briefly detailed her 14-years of experience in BDSM and Domination, along with her nursing and hypnotherapy work, which helped me realise it had been wrong for me to suppress my kinks for so long. Suppressing kink throughout my life. I was under no obligation to book, but after speaking to her for several minutes, she helped unlock what it was I wanted to achieve in visiting. Sorting a deposit couldn’t have been easier, I understood why this was important as I was now at her amazing venue in Yorkshire only 35 mins from Manchester. I didnt mind travelling to see her at her own place. Mistress remained receptive to hearing any more thoughts, while also displacing any other fears as the day of our meeting got closer.
Located in a private and secluded area, not far from the m62, a clear route from Manchester. A thousand thoughts buzzed through my mind as I was led up the stairs to a dimly lit, but awe-inspiring playroom. Displaying an array of floggers to satisfy the most serious of sadists to a range of hoods to take your breath away, Helena’s premises are seriously equipped. Her stage is readily prepared to turn anyone into a sultry slut, naughty pupil or a trussed-up gimp secured in her cage or spreadeagled across a bed with handcuffs or rope!
Mistress read my awestruck expression and gave me a couple of moments to soak in the dungeon atmosphere. Soft music filled the air, as the door was closed to the outside world and replaced with my first steps into Helena’s domain.
My fears fell to the floor as fast as my clothes. Mistress climbed inside my head, massaging my brain into submission, taking me down the rabbit hole and making my kinky dreams into a reality. An expert in reading body language, she will push your limits, but all elements of play are safe, sane and consensual. Walking a fine line between dominatrix, femme fatale or sadistic queen, Mistress Helena can effortlessly step into any personality, while unlocking the door to soothing subspace.
Once the session was over, Mistress offrs the use of a hot shower in a most amazing bathroom thats clean and very unique to her! We then sat down to chat in order to help the submissive deal with any drop in emotion. Sub drop that can happen after BDSM play. The aftercare provided is another reflection of her extensive experience coming into play. I felt good and on a high as I left her which is something that is hard once play is over. All I could think about was when could I return to see this amazing Yorkshire Mistress Helena. It was worth the travel from Manchester to see her.
For those still on the fence, remember you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.
This Manchester Mistress Helena is at the end of the phone just waiting to bring you under her expert heel.
Spill your wicked secrets and surrender. You’ll be glad that you did and will never look back. No more suppressing kink don’t do it anymore. Don’t regret what you don’t do…
Catwoman of course, who doesn’t like her.
Ever since I first clapped eyes on Michelle Pfeiffer in Batman Returns as an impressionable adolescent, the obsession had turned to fetish and was about to become a reality.
As the rain gently fell, I stood outside the door atop a large platform. The pre-session nerves were in full force and my heart raced as I released the knocker. The clicking of boots could be heard in the distance getting closer and closer. There was no turning back now.
In truth, I didn’t need to feel nervous at all. The sight of Mistress Helena, as a Catwoman, squeezed into a latex catsuit and elbow-length gloves quickly turned any apprehension to excitement. Cat woman was now eyeing up her prey, with hands on hips and a wicked glint in her eye. Her flowing blonde locks were tied back, and the bright red lipstick on her pouting lips was immaculate, while her mischievous smile instantly pierced my defenses. I knew that I had made a good choice as soon as a gloved finger beckoned me into a new domain.
I was guided up some stairs to a candle-lit bedroom where soft background music provided a perfect ambiance for us both to get acquainted. Rather than shout or bark orders, Mistress calmly instructed me to strip and then kiss each of her divine boots. Guiding me towards an inviting double bed, the Cat woman Mistress made sure I was comfortable before slowly peeling away each of my senses. A rubber hood tightly hugged the contours of my face, with a blindfold blocking out that last bit of vision.
“Be a good boy and take some medicine,” she cooed as the first whiff of aroma took hold. On a one-way ticket to subspace, I was blind and floating away. Mistress began whispering in my ear. “How far down the rabbit hole are you willing to plummet?” Before I could answer, the gloved hands smothered my face. Shackled and helpless, my screams were muffled and Mistress laughed. “Oh, how easy it had been to be trapped by the cat!”
Cat woman Mistress increased the medicine dosage and then turned her attention to my bulging balls, giving them a good shave before instructing me to keep them that way. For the final part of the session, Mistress quite literally took my breath away once more with a re-breather mask, pulling me close enough for some cruel nipple torture. The pain failed to register thanks to the medicine taking full effect. I was cruising along deep in my own dreamy cocoon. As a final treat, I was allowed to worship Mistress Helena’s unspoiled boots with my tongue before being taken to an explosive climax.
A long hot shower and a post-session chat brought me back down to earth, as we both digested a very enjoyable first session. Safety is always paramount for Mistress Helena and I never once felt in danger while putting myself in her very capable and loving hands.
Unsurprisingly, I have fallen into this feline’s wicked BDSM clutches many more times since. Catwoman’s claws are now well and truly stuck into this slave with more kinky tales to follow.
If you are like me with the super Hero Cat woman fetish go see this amazing Mistress. Your fantasies can be more a reality….
I turned up on time and the amazing Hypno Domme invited me in to her amazing and discreet location. Mistress Helena looked so beautiful. We chatted for a few minutes even then my mind was starting to drift under her spell. I was told to go up to Mistress Helena’s dungeon. “now your here strip”, Mistress commanded, of which I did. How could I refuse. Her presence was intense. She spoke calmly and clearly it was amazing.
Mistress sat on the bed and demanded me to massage her feet. Whilst massaging Mistress Helena’s foot, Mistress was talking to me and I was starting to drift again as the other foot was upon my lap what a lovely feeling. Mistress told me to massage her foot like I was masturbating wow unbelievable. Her attitude was strong and forceful however not brash and ridiculous. You could tell she is a really dominant lady. With many attributes….
This amazing Hypno Domme then told me to lay on the bed. I told Mistress how I wanted to be under her total control so there I was listening to Mistresses voice and soothing music in the background. Not long before I was in hypno trance . Mistress edged my cock as she chatted telling me I could not move, invisible bondage, which I believe I was in. I couldn’t move. Mistress carried on edging me until I came. It didn’t stop there. The amazing Mistress put a device on my cock it was painful to start with. I thought to myself I can’t move. I couldn’t then it became pleasurable to me. I came yet again. My Hypno Domme then removed the device and it wasn’t long before I came again, wow ecstasy! It was unbelievable, Mistress decided to allow me to move my left hand, “now masturbate” she commanded, whilst Mistress smothered my face in her gloriously scented panties! Wow! I couldn’t believe it I was to cum again. It was unbelievable. I am now enchanted with Mistresses red lips so powerful , Mistress then cuddled me, as though she knew I needed it she is so intuitive and I started crying. It was a big release and overwhelming session I had experienced. I went on to tell some dark secrets that I suppose I was bottling up about my personal life. It had taken me many years of searching and a small fortune on the internet looking for a true Hypno Domme who can actually do what she says! Trust me there’s many out here who pretend such things to get your money, simply that and there’s a few who will send you downloads to listen to and prise your savings away from you but this lady is the real deal. She amazed me and did it with respect and not out of personal gain. This will not be the final visit, I will return soon, I am her submissive now and can’t wait to visit again.
As the title suggests I had the delightful experience of meeting the HeadMistress, Manchester Mistress Helena earlier this week for what I can only describe as an unbelievable and out of this world experience!
I’ve sessioned with the wonderful Manchester Mistress Helena before and she always encourages me to tell her of my desires and fantasies for sessions. I saw a post of the Head Mistress Helena and I told Mistress of my cravings to meet her and all the desires and thoughts going on in my head what that might entail.
She so seductively decided “leave this one with me young man and I will see what can be arranged”..
The session was perfect. Firstly, I didn’t know when the session was going to take place other than it would be between a Thursday and Monday of a date we pre agreed. I waited patienty and with such excitement over those days that felt like an age, the tension building up was immense we were already in mode at that point. Wonderful! This Manchester Mistress is amazing, she confounds me.
Days went by and I received a text from my Manchester Mistress Helena, the ultimate Head Mistress. She astounds me, what a text, well Sunday evening, with just the words “get over here now”.. I didn’t hesitate and I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, so I quickly changed into fresh clothes and headed to her chambers.
On arrival I barely got through the door before Head Mistress ordered me to the floor, stripped me naked and made me worship her boots. Manchester Mistress Helena was dressed just as I had fantasised, a lovely stunning white silk shirt with black tie, her golden locks tied back so seductively, a grey pencil skirt and black belt, finished with black stockings and knee high boots. Oh .. my… well I wasted no time dropping to my knees, the power I felt she had over me was so intense, just sheer dominance and control over me from the moment I walked through the door, effortlessly from her.
I couldn’t help my excitement and being naked this was extremely hard to conceal! She made me crawl to her chambers, naked, cold and lusting. I watched as she walked up the stairs, seeing her nylon stockings grace her legs, and rub, listening to the sound of them captivating her inner thighs. Head Mistress saw this and I think she smiled for a glimpse that I saw before being ordered to look back down and worship her boots once again.
Heaven. What can I say..
The next 2 hours were just totally out of this world, mind blowing. I took a caning of course, why not. I never thought I would ever be able to take such for her, I was tied securely to her bench I had no choice but my Head Mistresses power over me was so sensational and my determination to please such an amazing Manchester Mistress was equally up to the task.
I cant wait to meet her again!
The only, Manchester Mistress Helena
Afternoon folks, I am writing having completed my first shoot with Huddersfield Mistress Helena at her domestic and erotic chambers in Yorkshire. For those of you who have worked with fetish models before, you probably know that you can never know what to expect. But this woman is something else. Utterly charming from arrival and an absolute joy to chat with. This Huddersfield Mistress rocked! All the little things that matter were there. Punctuality, quick changes and a vision of what she wants from the shots. So often at least one of those key points is missing. But not with her Huddersfield Mistress Helena.
As for the shoot its self, this woman is exceptional. Huddersfield Mistress Helena moves from pose to elegant pose naturally and effortlessly revisited any I thought I might not have quite captured. Her Yorkshire chambers are well equipped with plenty of different areas for play, she even has a Prison Cell! Now it was clean and well organised I notice this as a fetish/glam photographer. Of course this Huddersfield Mistress has all those toys and devices which make for some truly breathtaking shots and most kinky ones!
But dont be taken in by her beauty or those innocent eyes, this is no garden variety glam model. From the moment the shutter first fired her natural dominance flared. Huddersfield Mistress Helena owned the shoot. The shoot became as much about pleasing her as it did the camera and her standards are wonderfully high. Im not a submissive guy. But even I am not entirely immune to the kind of magic she seems to wield. She really is most captivating.
The end result of this fascinating and compelling shoot. Is one of the best sets I have ever taken. Flawless looks are easy to find among models. But a commanding personality that shines through a lense. Thats somthing that every tog hopes to find. Huddersfield Mistress Helena certainly has this. A certain charm to here Grace Kelly type look!
Im so looking forward to our next photographic set and guys, I can’t recommend shooting with her enough. She’s truly gifted. Oh and if you happen to be of the submissive persuasion, what the hell are you waiting for?! Contact the main lady Elite Huddersfield Mistress Helena.
My session with Manchester Mistress Helena/Goddess, July 14th, 2015.
Location – Eccles Location
I had asked Manchester Mistress in advance of our session to have a Bettie Page persona and l was not disappointed. Even through this Manchester Mistress is a vision of beauty with her long blonde hair when l met Mistress Helena at the door on her lair, she was a vision of ecstacy adorned in a figure hugging black corset with matching panties, sturdy suspender belt, flesh coloured stockings and to die for high black Paton high heels (That l could not wait for to lick) and to my utter joy this Manchester Mistress was also wearing a natural looking long flowing brunette wig to complete her Betty Page persona l was in the presence of a goddess, one of the most beautiful Mistresses l have ever seen, l felt humble and shivered with the thoughts of what was to unfold in the 2hr session.
I soon found myself naked on my knees in front of Manchester Mistress Helena whom was seated on her throne peering down at me verbally putting me in my place as she lit her cigarette and proceeded to smoke while directing me to kiss and lick her high heels, clean and suck her heels while she lent over and exhaled her spent smoke into my face reminding me of my fate that we had agreed upon and would unfold, soon l found myself strapped down on her kneeling bench, my legs and hands firmly tied down while Mistress commenced her hand spanking of me, then she flogged me and if that was not enough, three separate types of canes were used and were firmly applied as l was directed to count clearly if not additional would be used, it was pure pleasure and pain for me as Mistress Helena swung her blows my head was bowed, but l could feast my eyes on Mistress’s high heels and stockings, which she rubbed and teased against my tied body as she applied her cane.
Before l was released l was informed of my next fate, to my sheer joy, l was instructed to lay on the floor, while Mistress straggled my face with her wondrous behind, face sitting me with silky panties on while she lit up another cigarette and directed me to sniff and smell her panties scent, l did not need any encouragement, l was where l wanted to be since l had first seen this Manchester Mistress online. l was beneath her, eagerly consuming my Mistresses aroma and to add to this ecstasy, Mistress lent down and blew smoke from her ruby red lips between her legs into my face, l was as hard as a rock, there was no way l could hide my manhood l was putty in the hands of this goddess.
l was then released and ordered to follow the beautiful Manchester Mistress Helena to the medical room, yes my servitude was not yet finished in fact we were only half way through our 2hr session l had requested to venture into the medical side of BDSM an area l had no experience but had pent up desires and Mistress did not disappoint. I was ordered to mount the white examination chair with splayed leg rests, l soon found my legs and arms firmly strapped down and a gas mask firmly placed over my head as l requested as l love to have my breath restricted and enforced by a Mistress, while l tried to calm myself and contemplate my fate, through my eye goggles l could see as Mistress commenced to roll on her surgical gloves and proceed to lay out her favoured tools of torture, sounding probes in various diameters, l was at the point of no return l had no choice but to take what was coming to me, as my Manchester Mistress started to lube me up to apply her tools for my internal inspection, Mistress leaned towards me and held up the first probe to make sure l knew what was coming my may and with the skill of a medical professional she made sure my urethral track was well clear of any obstructions as she plunged and slide her probes deep inside my urethral track while verbally informing me of the depth she was attaining and the pleasure she had in doing so. There was discomfort but this is were pain meets pleasure it was the pinicle of the session for me, here before me was my vision of a Mistress, a goddess, a beauty with my manhood in hand, adorned in her Betty Page persona, me, firmly strapped down, breathing heavily in my gas mask, the pleasure far out weighed any discomfort l deserved everything l was getting and this Manchester Mistress was loving applying her trade, when finished with my urethral probing, Mistress commented how l was in such a precarious and accessible position she decided l needed a full inspection and applied further lubrication to her gloves and then my eager anus, she started to probe my anus to ensure my prostate was in good working order. l leaned forward as far as l could to see my beautiful Manchester Mistress, my goddess, crouched down balancing on her heels while laughing and verbally informing me of her inner progress it was another height of BDSM l had ever experienced in my life only to be finally surpassed the by my final forced milking by Mistress, she completed her internal examination of me, returned to her tools and produced a long white hand held vibrator and proceed to attach a rubber device that was placed over my rock hard member and then Mistress leaned forward staring into my mask feasting on my sheer ecstacy as she turned it on, my whole body was at a state of sheer joy, the verbal encouragement from this vision of a Mistress was too much to control for a mortal man, l tried to hold myself back just take it in longer this whole experience but this Manchester Mistress was in control and Mistress knew this that in her presence no man could deprive her of her goal to extract my manhood juices there was no way to win so l gave in and shot my load up into the air and watched it fall over Mistress surgical gloves, as she continued to vibrate me to ensure l left the dungeon empty.
But when l thought l had given my complete submission to this goddess l was reminded l had my final humiliation to come before l could shower, l was ordered to lay on the shower floor, and take Mistress champagne, it was all too much as Manchester Mistress Helena towered over me she pulled her panties to the side and proceeded to urinate all over my body, it was wonderful it was the pinicle of humiliation, this Mistress had me, l was helpless in the presence of this divine being l had found my muse. But be warned this Mistress, this goddess should have a health warning as once she has had you in her presence there will be no escape from her, you will return again and again to be punished and serve her…. be warned!
I have sessioned with my Manchester Mistress many many times and I was always reluctant to take a caning, in spite of Mistress Helena’s frequent, indeed insistent, urging.