A little slut came to visit me Friday night. In the bathroom, the slut changed into a full Hooter’s outfit, name tag and all. I guess Julia Steele had asked him to surprise me with the outfit. As most of you know, I am from Clearwater, Florida, home of the original Hooter’s, so naturally I am a fan.

This slut had more piercings then I had ever seen. I decided to make additional holes in his flesh, so I tied the slut up and took out the needles. At the end of the night, the terrified and exhausted slut attempted to put his street clothes back on. No way! I wanted him to drive all the way home dressed like a Hooter’s girl. I had hoped he would be pulled over for speeding or another violation. It appears his drive home was better than expected. 

The humiliation continues after leaving my home. Read what the slut had to say about his long, stressful drive home:

Domina Rikka:

Okay, because of YOU, I have decided to start “The FBI’s list of 10
most Dangerous Dommes.”  As of now you are the only one on this list!

Okay, let me give you an idea of my trip home and I can tell you that
our joke about me needing a pacemaker after the session is not far off!
  About mid-city, the traffic was moving very fast, well past the speed
limit.  So I asked myself, do I travel with the traffic… fast… or
do I drive the speed limit and in doing so add attention to myself?  I
decided to travel with the traffic in an attempt to act incognito.

Not long afterwards, my rear view mirror EXPLODES with red light as my
heart stops.  It is a cop, but to my eventual but not immediate relief,
he is pulling over another car.

My adrenaline is pumping as I continue through downtown.  Stressed out,
I grab for a cigarette which I quickly smoke, but shortly after
extinguishing it, I still see smoke!!! Why??? …. then I notice the smoke is
coming from the console between the seats… next I see the trail of
smoke is coming from the other side between the console and the
passenger seat.  I lean over, look down and see that a receipt that had fallen
between the seats had caught a burning ash and had caught fire!  I had
a fire in my car!  Swerwing, I am able to get the receipt and get the
fire out… no damage but I had swerved back and forth in my lane….
but… I was lucky… no red light.

This had preoccuped me as I had made my way north and I had taken the
400 north connection through buckhead and realized too late that I was
coming up on the toll booth.  Oh No!!!!   I started searching my car for
fallen change… just two quarters…. the car began to swerve back
and forth again… but no luck.  Instead of using the change drop, I
would have to pay the cashier.  The little woman in the cashiers booth
wearing the head scarf of her religion looked at my chest and her eyes half
bugged out.  Making change for my dollar bill, she handed me back the
remainder, saw my orange hot pants and pantyhose and the eyes popped
the rest of the way out!

So I continued, letting myself calm from this experience.  There is
something wierd near my offramp.  If a car is going too fast, then a siren
comes on next to the freeway for a second.  I had forgotten this and
sure enough, my heart practically exploded when this siren came on upon
my passing.

I was getting off the offramp when I noticed to my dismay that my gas
gage was registering empty.  I turned on the car computer to look at its
gas reading and it said… “0 miles to empty tank.”  I couldn’t
believe it!  I was almost out of gas.

I knew that there would be one gas station open at a busy intersection
and started to debate, how I could fill my tank with gas, given my
incriminating outfit.  I thought to call and beg you to allow me to put on
my warm-up suit, but I knew that would be one of the most futile calls
of my life.

I pulled into the large gas station and to the most distant pump from
the cashier window.  Hidden by the pump, I got out… after throwing on
dark sunglasses… yep… 10:30 at night and I put on sunglasses…  I
started to fill my car.  A jeep full of rowdy guys passed on the
street,… they honked and cheered… What a horrible experience I was in.

Not waiting for the tank to be completely full, I put the filler back
into the pump and go around the car to the passenger side… reach for
the handle … and the car is locked!  What!  I can’t believe it!  I
have locked myself out of my car… on a busy intersection… wearing a
hooters uniform!  Reaching down, I feel the brown waitress bag on my side
and there within the bag are my keys.  I had removed the keys from the
ignition and had put them in the bag while retrieving my wallet with
my credit cards.  My heart fluttering, I was able to open the car door
and make it home.

Getting undressed at home, I untied the rope still around my neck and
through the rings in my nipples.  They were on fire.  Dark scabs had
formed where your piercings had entered.  The next day, I got up to go
into the office for a few hours.  My nipples still felt like they had gone
through a salami meat slicing machine.  I put on my clothes, but the
bra caused me so much pain that at the office, I had to remove it.  I
feel completely naked when I am braless.  Something to do with my nipples
sticking out through the thin shirt like to 16″ battleship guns! 

What a night… what a day!

You are dangerous… and that scares me!  Like a suicidal moth drawn to
the flame, I wonder what future demise is in store for me!

self-destructively obedient to you.
- robert

Mistress Julia and Mistress Rikka,

Thank you many times for the extraordinary session. 

Thank You both for taking me to another level of training and leaving me with tender nipples, perfect stripes on my butt, a slightly sore/semi-stretched ass and just a little bump on my forehead and nose (got the memo to not raise up as You move down …just trying to please). *Julia has a smothering seat on SPRINGS so it bounces up and down. She bounced at the same time he lifted his head to sniff her ass. Julia whacked him in the head so hard that after the session she whispered in my ear, “I thought I knocked him unconscious!” I wish. He really would have been in trouble then. Imagine the things we would have done to him if he was out like a light. In addition to the physical attributes You both left on me, You left an indelible image in my mind on what You would do to me…thoroughly exhilarating!

i will contact You both when i travel to Atlanta again as i would love to see what things You have stored up for me.  Perhaps i should consider two single sessions, but i would be afraid You might see who leaves the best stripe on my butt ;>).  *Julia and I do enjoy a good contest. BTW, Mistress Julia, You gave me an exceptional caning that really got my attention.  There will be a few marks that last a bit more than 3 days, but that’s ok, it adds to my long-term memory.  Mistress Rikka, as i’ve told Mistress Julia before, You both are more attractive and stunning in person than on Your website.  I was mesmerized by Your beauty! *We are lovely creatures! And as you figured out, we love using our beauty to our advantage. I think that is far worse torture and I am sure you would agree. We never got to punish you for staring at Julia’s beautiful breasts on the way out. We will get you next time!

Thank You both again.  i look forward to the next opportunity to be on my knees in front of You.

Your humble servant,

Julia and I are back to our evil ways in another kinky session. We took pictures of this one: his ass getting fucked by various dildos and vibrators, balls tied so tightly they turned purple and to add to the humiliation, Julia decided to lead him around the dungeon by the rope hanging from his balls. Let’s just say she was not gentle and I have never seen a subs feet move so quickly! All sorts of crazy bondage positions, and oh yes, piss and cum all over his face. But I think he had a good time anyway!

We look forward to seeing you again, humble servant!

I had a very interesting day today. I had a double with the beautiful Mistress Julia Steele. She must have been in a foul mood because the poor submissive was punished like I have never seen her punish a submissive before. It worked out very well though. He was instructed to give me a full body massage and Julia was very concerned that his hands were too cold for my body, so she took out a cane and beat the palms of his hands to warm them up for me. Very effective! His hands were exceptionally warm on my ass and thighs. Thank you Julia!

And by the way J, the next time you are in my area, you will call me on my personal line, bring over a falafel and massage my feet while I eat. And just so you know, Julia did not have any friends coming over to swim in her pool. We fooled you this time! After you left, Julia and I went for a skinny dip and we talked about you and how much fun we had humiliating you.

Leather Joe came over tonight. We usually play with leather but I guess the dip in Julia’s pool made me a little crazy tonight. Rope bondage and mummification took the place of leather. You should have seen him: a rope corset wrapped around his torso, his balls and up his ass, electrical tape covering his entire cock with the exception of his sensitive head (made ultra sensitive by yours truly), and a menacing looking contraption strapped to his head which was attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling. I can still hear his screams.

When I finally laid his exhausted body down, I encased his body in Saran wrap including his head and face: nothing but one breathing hole, two holes for his nipples and one for his cock. I placed black electrical tape over his eyes so he could not see and a funnel gag in his mouth to keep him open for my pleasure as well as muffle the screams. He was fully strapped down to the bondage bed and unable to move. Let’s just say I had my way with him. Something tells me he did not mind! Fun night for the Mistress!