A Maid's morning with Madame.

The following is a blog written by a new maid "Juliette". The words written are her own, honest, and heartfelt.

"A morning with Madame.

I must admit, even if I hadn't been tasked to do this by @MadameLockwood I would have written some account of my morning in her wonderful company. The bonus of being told to do it is a trye treat - I LOVE tasks!

I had been sorely missing structure and being used for someone else's pleasure and contacted Madame via her website having first found her profile here on Fet. The application process was thorough and I was glad and reassured that so much detail and clarity was required from the start. She contacted me directly for a call and we discussed limits. play preferences, protocol etc., and I was immediately put at ease with her warmth and directness over the phone.

On the day of our session I arrived as instructed and called her to be directed to her immaculate and discreet dungeon where I was met by the glorious sight of Madame in stunning red latex, looking beautiful and powerful and I knew I had done the right thing in contacting her. The dungeon was equipped with lot's of toys, gags, restraints, masks, strap-ons, hoods as well as a sturdy whipping bench and a St. Andrews Cross.

Perfect.

I showed her the items I'd brought (at request having heard about my collection of frocks and the like) and she chose my full length PCV maid's outfit, I was already wearing my frilly pink knickers, to go with a wig of her choice, stockings, heels and a maid's cap. I was immediately placed into chastity and dressed as instructed.

Madame very kindly helped me with the wig (a first for me in a session - there were lots of those today!) and I soon looked as humble as a filthy maid like me can do. My curtsey was demonstrated and approved and, once we had officially read over our agreement, I was given my name for our session - Juliette.

I thanked Madame for my new name and was permitted to kiss her (utterly stunning) boots, once a curtsey was done of course!

I was then taken to the whipping bench and carefully and securely strapped down, my face in a head support with a collar that forms part of the bench being fastened around my neck. If I am permitted to play again with Madame, I will ask to be blindfolded for future spankings, it adds an extra layer of suspense.

And spanked I was!

Paddles, floggers, hands (I think) rained down on my sorry backside to remind me of what a filthy slut I am and how I deserve it and it wasn't long before my frilly's were pulled down so my tingling buttocks could feel the full effects of Madam's skills. A small plug was inserted during this flurry of beatings and this was soon replaced with a slightly larger one - my anal training has been most remiss of late - which filled me up nicely. I've never been beaten that hard before and although experienced players might sniff at the severity of the punishment, for me it was a real test. And I loved it. And just enough gentle teasing between blows to accentuate the tingling skin and make me wonder if the next touch would be a strike or stroke. Just incredible.

Madame decided my tight little hole was loose enough for one of her strap-on's and I was nervous as my last experience with one had now worked due to my overly tight little bum. But I was fucked properly hard, Iv'e never felt anything like it even though I've been indulging in anal play for ages. I was filled, violated, used. It was amazing, and although I did eventually have to call red, I was so please to have experienced pegging properly and Madame was very surprised when I told her it was my first time.

A bit of a break with much needed water and relaxation followed and, as the temperature was rising, Madame decided not to mummify me today but instead I was placed on a bed, collared and restrained, a mask placed over my eyes, and a heavy weighted blanket was draped over me. I know that these things are very popular in both vanilla and kinky worlds and I can see why - constant, equal pressure on all parts of my body, keeping me secured and in place. I nearly dozed off! Bliss!

But my sojourn was not to last forever as soon as I was sitting up and having a sturdy bit gag fastened around my head. I remembered just how much I adore being gagged! A blindfold was carefully wrapped around my eyes and I was led over to the Dunce's chair. soon I was being secured tightly with rope that ran from my wrists to down and around my legs, spreading me wide and exposing me completely, The chastity cage was removed too. Again, a first being properly tied with rope and I totally get why people love it. The texture, the tightness, the very class of rope itself, oh I want more now yes please thank you.

Madame tried her various electric devices on my balls and my nipples but we decided it wasn't for me. No matter, we tried it and now we know!

Clamps were attached and tightly too, and my cock was toyed with buzzy devices and I know not what else. I was drifting into subspace but eventually had to call (mumble) red on the nipple clamps. Ouchy. I have no embarrassment about the few times I called red during our session, that's what the word is for and that is where trust and understanding are so important. Needless to say, I trust Madame completely. Led back to the bed I was treated to another new experience - candle wax was dropped onto my nipples and chest, the heat stinging for the briefest of moments before turning into tingling warmth and then cool hardness. My cock was similarly attended to, in fact it was covered completely and it was a truly wonderful experience. I was clearly talking too much though and was gagged again which was perfectly sensible really.

The blanket was replaced, covering me entirely which was glorious, and Madame did some gathering of toys and restraints for me to clean at the end of our session. Being "stored" until it was time for me to be useful again was divine. As was the task of happily cleaning the implements that had been used on me - I couldn't believe we were at the end of the 2hr session already - whilst back in my pinny. Sadly, our time together was at an end and a big cuddle and chat were had before I staggered into the blinding light of May.

The whole thing from initial contact through to the aftercare was truly wonderful and I feel very lucky.

What an incredible experience.

Thank you Madame."