Mistress Elysia arrives at the property unannounced, knocking on the door with purpose. When it opens, she lets herself in without hesitation. She finds me sitting on the couch, normally dressed, and I rise to welcome her politely. But Mistress Elysia is not amused. She greets me with a sharp faceslap and demands to know where Mistress Ash is. She wants to know when Mistress Ash is going to return her the favour she did her.

I explain that Mistress Ash is not in at the moment. Mistress Ash asked me to excuse her absence. But Mistress Ash had an idea to compensate Mistress Elysia. Her submissive Mila can come over to Mistress Elysia's place to be available for a classic BDSM session during an afternoon. I tell Mistress Elysia that Mistress Ash assures her that after the pet play, I am very submissive and can endure a lot.

Mistress Elysia orders me to stand up. She wants to see this with her own eyes. To test my submissiveness, Mistress Elysia gives me two faceslaps, orders me to open my mouth, and spits in it. Then she orders me to get completely undressed so she can see and test me herself. I undress and take the position with my hands on my back. Mistress Elysia gives me two more faceslaps, orders me to open my mouth again, and spits in it twice. To test me further, Mistress Elysia pulls my nipples and labia, checking my reactions carefully.

Mistress Elysia tells me she likes my submissiveness but is not sure I can endure what she has in mind. She proposes to show me a few things. I agree and take a caning, three strokes on my bare bottom, thighs, and breasts. Mistress Elysia checks her agenda to find a suitable date for me to come to her place.

**Part 2: At Mistress Elysia's Place**

I arrive at Mistress Elysia's place, dressed. She greets me and thanks me for coming as agreed. Mistress Elysia orders me to take position and undresses me. She warms me up by playing and pulling my nipples and labia with her hands and fingers, and gives me a few spanks to prepare me. Mistress Elysia takes a collar and a leash and puts them on.

**Into the Dungeon**

Mistress Elysia removes the leash and puts me in a pillory, securing a spreader bar between my ankles. She prepares herself for a severe strapping and caning. During the strapping, ten strokes, and caning, fifteen strokes, Mistress Elysia amuses herself by describing what she sees. She wants me to thank her for being so kind to me and to ask her for further punishment.

In the middle of the session, Mistress Elysia takes a break. She puts clamps on my nipples and labia and a ballgag in my mouth. She leaves me as I am and goes away to freshen up. After a while, Mistress Elysia returns and uses a wand on my clit to tease me and make me ready for the second part. She then continues by giving me another fifteen strokes of the cane.

Mistress Elysia lets me out of the pillory and removes the clamps and ballgag. She orders me to take position and takes a look at the result of the punishment. Mistress Elysia says she is satisfied. I am ordered to tell Mistress Ash that this will do. I thank Mistress Elysia and leave.

Mistress Elysia arrives at the property unannounced, knocking on the door with purpose. When it opens, she lets herself in without hesitation. She finds me sitting on the couch, normally dressed, and I rise to welcome her politely. But Mistress Elysia is not amused. She greets me with a sharp faceslap and demands to know where Mistress Ash is. She wants to know when Mistress Ash is going to return her the favour she did her.

I explain that Mistress Ash is not in at the moment. Mistress Ash asked me to excuse her absence. But Mistress Ash had an idea to compensate Mistress Elysia. Her submissive Mila can come over to Mistress Elysia's place to be available for a classic BDSM session during an afternoon. I tell Mistress Elysia that Mistress Ash assures her that after the pet play, I am very submissive and can endure a lot.

Mistress Elysia orders me to stand up. She wants to see this with her own eyes. To test my submissiveness, Mistress Elysia gives me two faceslaps, orders me to open my mouth, and spits in it. Then she orders me to get completely undressed so she can see and test me herself. I undress and take the position with my hands on my back. Mistress Elysia gives me two more faceslaps, orders me to open my mouth again, and spits in it twice. To test me further, Mistress Elysia pulls my nipples and labia, checking my reactions carefully.

Mistress Elysia tells me she likes my submissiveness but is not sure I can endure what she has in mind. She proposes to show me a few things. I agree and take a caning, three strokes on my bare bottom, thighs, and breasts. Mistress Elysia checks her agenda to find a suitable date for me to come to her place.

**Part 2: At Mistress Elysia's Place**

I arrive at Mistress Elysia's place, dressed. She greets me and thanks me for coming as agreed. Mistress Elysia orders me to take position and undresses me. She warms me up by playing and pulling my nipples and labia with her hands and fingers, and gives me a few spanks to prepare me. Mistress Elysia takes a collar and a leash and puts them on.

**Into the Dungeon**

Mistress Elysia removes the leash and puts me in a pillory, securing a spreader bar between my ankles. She prepares herself for a severe strapping and caning. During the strapping, ten strokes, and caning, fifteen strokes, Mistress Elysia amuses herself by describing what she sees. She wants me to thank her for being so kind to me and to ask her for further punishment.

In the middle of the session, Mistress Elysia takes a break. She puts clamps on my nipples and labia and a ballgag in my mouth. She leaves me as I am and goes away to freshen up. After a while, Mistress Elysia returns and uses a wand on my clit to tease me and make me ready for the second part. She then continues by giving me another fifteen strokes of the cane.

Mistress Elysia lets me out of the pillory and removes the clamps and ballgag. She orders me to take position and takes a look at the result of the punishment. Mistress Elysia says she is satisfied. I am ordered to tell Mistress Ash that this will do. I thank Mistress Elysia and leave.

Mistress Elysia loves laughter. And good girl Mila is about to provide plenty of it.

Naked and fully restrained in the bondage chair, Mila's arms and legs are spread wide, exposing her feet, her armpits, her sides, her inner thighs, and every other sensitive spot Elysia could wish for. There is no hiding, no closing her legs, no protecting herself. She is completely open and completely helpless.

Mistress Elysia begins slowly, running her fingers along Mila's neck, drawing out the first giggles and squirms. She moves to Mila's armpits, and the laughter erupts. Mila wriggles desperately, but the chair holds her firmly in place. Elysia traces her fingers down Mila's sides, making her gasp between laughs, then shifts her attention to the soles of Mila's bare feet, dragging her nails across the sensitive skin until Mila is howling with laughter and pulling against her restraints.

Just when Mila thinks she can't laugh any harder, Elysia's fingers find the inside of her thighs, and the tickling intensifies. Mila's laughter becomes breathless and desperate, her body writhing, her feet curling, her head tossing from side to side.

Then Mistress Elysia brings out a pin wheel. She rolls it across Mila's neck, her armpits, her sides, along the soles of her feet, and up her inner thighs, the sharp little points sending Mila into fresh waves of uncontrollable giggles and squeals. The more Mila wriggles and laughs, the more Elysia enjoys herself, keeping Mila right on the edge until she is completely out of breath, trembling, and spent.

Mila arrives at Mistress Elysia's instruction, already knowing from Mistress Ash that she's expected to comply. Without hesitation, Mila removes every piece of clothing and takes her position: standing, hands behind her back, legs slightly spread. Mistress Elysia smiles, pleased with Mila's natural submissiveness, and orders her to present herself fully. Mila shows her mouth, her tongue, her breasts, her labia, and her bumhole, so Mistress Elysia can see exactly what she has to work with.

Mistress Elysia explains that she's been invited by Mistress Ash to teach Mila about pet play, and she accepted the invitation with pleasure. She makes one thing clear right away: pet play is not about a submissive playing a pet. It's about treating a submissive as a pet. A bad pet.

**The Lesson Begins**

Mistress Elysia orders Mila onto all fours and commands her to crawl. Mila obeys, and Mistress Elysia fastens a collar and leash around her neck, then slides a tight black latex hood over Mila's head, open at the eyes and mouth. A bad pet should be leashed most of the time, she explains.

Mistress Elysia walks up and down with her leashed pet, teaching that the pet must always stay behind her handler, and that every command is to be accompanied by a firm bumslap. Mila learns quickly, crawling obediently at her handler's side.

**Rewards**

Mistress Elysia stops Mila with a bumslap and orders her to sit up. This, she says, is the moment for a reward. She places a tiny cookie in her own mouth, orders Mila to open wide, and drops it from her mouth into Mila's. Every reward goes like this, she explains. From now on, each time they pause during their walk, Mila sits on command and receives her treat, mouth to mouth.

**Earning her Tail**

After a few rounds, Mistress Elysia wants a drink. She removes Mila's leash and sends her to fetch drinks and a bowl of water. Mila returns with everything she was told to bring. Mistress Elysia places the water bowl on the floor, reattaches the leash, and orders Mila onto all fours to drink.

While Mila drinks from her bowl, Mistress Elysia admires Mila's bum and orders her to spread her bumcheeks. A pet needs a tail, she says, and slides a buttplug tail into Mila. The leash comes off, and with a bumslap, Mila is ordered to crawl and show off her new tail to her handler.

**The Perfect Pet**

Pets can be noisy, Mistress Elysia notes, and to prevent that she fits Mila with a ballgag. She reattaches the leash and tells Mila she's enjoying herself, that Mila is a fine pet. As a final detail, Mistress Elysia places ears on Mila's head. Now she is the perfect pet.

Mistress Elysia stands and says she'll send Mistress Ash her final recommendations. She leads the leashed Mila to a cage, secures her, and tells her she has to wait here for Mistress Ash to come home.

Then Mistress Elysia leaves.

Mistress Elysia loves laughter. And good girl Mila is about to provide plenty of it.

Naked and fully restrained in the bondage chair, Mila's arms and legs are spread wide, exposing her feet, her armpits, her sides, her inner thighs, and every other sensitive spot Elysia could wish for. There is no hiding, no closing her legs, no protecting herself. She is completely open and completely helpless.

Mistress Elysia begins slowly, running her fingers along Mila's neck, drawing out the first giggles and squirms. She moves to Mila's armpits, and the laughter erupts. Mila wriggles desperately, but the chair holds her firmly in place. Elysia traces her fingers down Mila's sides, making her gasp between laughs, then shifts her attention to the soles of Mila's bare feet, dragging her nails across the sensitive skin until Mila is howling with laughter and pulling against her restraints.

Just when Mila thinks she can't laugh any harder, Elysia's fingers find the inside of her thighs, and the tickling intensifies. Mila's laughter becomes breathless and desperate, her body writhing, her feet curling, her head tossing from side to side.

Then Mistress Elysia brings out a pin wheel. She rolls it across Mila's neck, her armpits, her sides, along the soles of her feet, and up her inner thighs, the sharp little points sending Mila into fresh waves of uncontrollable giggles and squeals. The more Mila wriggles and laughs, the more Elysia enjoys herself, keeping Mila right on the edge until she is completely out of breath, trembling, and spent.

Mila arrives at Mistress Elysia's instruction, already knowing from Mistress Ash that she's expected to comply. Without hesitation, Mila removes every piece of clothing and takes her position: standing, hands behind her back, legs slightly spread. Mistress Elysia smiles, pleased with Mila's natural submissiveness, and orders her to present herself fully. Mila shows her mouth, her tongue, her breasts, her labia, and her bumhole, so Mistress Elysia can see exactly what she has to work with.

Mistress Elysia explains that she's been invited by Mistress Ash to teach Mila about pet play, and she accepted the invitation with pleasure. She makes one thing clear right away: pet play is not about a submissive playing a pet. It's about treating a submissive as a pet. A bad pet.

**The Lesson Begins**

Mistress Elysia orders Mila onto all fours and commands her to crawl. Mila obeys, and Mistress Elysia fastens a collar and leash around her neck, then slides a tight black latex hood over Mila's head, open at the eyes and mouth. A bad pet should be leashed most of the time, she explains.

Mistress Elysia walks up and down with her leashed pet, teaching that the pet must always stay behind her handler, and that every command is to be accompanied by a firm bumslap. Mila learns quickly, crawling obediently at her handler's side.

**Rewards**

Mistress Elysia stops Mila with a bumslap and orders her to sit up. This, she says, is the moment for a reward. She places a tiny cookie in her own mouth, orders Mila to open wide, and drops it from her mouth into Mila's. Every reward goes like this, she explains. From now on, each time they pause during their walk, Mila sits on command and receives her treat, mouth to mouth.

**Earning her Tail**

After a few rounds, Mistress Elysia wants a drink. She removes Mila's leash and sends her to fetch drinks and a bowl of water. Mila returns with everything she was told to bring. Mistress Elysia places the water bowl on the floor, reattaches the leash, and orders Mila onto all fours to drink.

While Mila drinks from her bowl, Mistress Elysia admires Mila's bum and orders her to spread her bumcheeks. A pet needs a tail, she says, and slides a buttplug tail into Mila. The leash comes off, and with a bumslap, Mila is ordered to crawl and show off her new tail to her handler.

**The Perfect Pet**

Pets can be noisy, Mistress Elysia notes, and to prevent that she fits Mila with a ballgag. She reattaches the leash and tells Mila she's enjoying herself, that Mila is a fine pet. As a final detail, Mistress Elysia places ears on Mila's head. Now she is the perfect pet.

Mistress Elysia stands and says she'll send Mistress Ash her final recommendations. She leads the leashed Mila to a cage, secures her, and tells her she has to wait here for Mistress Ash to come home.

Then Mistress Elysia leaves.

Mila lies back on a medical examination chair wearing a blue silky nightgown while Mistress Elysia inspects and pinches her nose for fifteen continuous minutes. Elysia wears white PVC gloves throughout.

She begins with her fingers, pressing and pinching Mila's nose from different angles, tilting and turning it to examine closely. She then introduces several different nose clips, applying each one in turn and adjusting the grip and placement. Some clips hold the bridge of the nose while others pinch the nostrils, and Elysia removes and reattaches them methodically.

The scene focuses entirely on nose pinching and clipping, with Mila remaining still on the chair as Elysia works through each technique and tool at a steady, deliberate pace.

Mila stands fully exposed, bound in heavy chains at Mistress Elysia's mercy. A metal spreader bar keeps her legs wide apart, her arms cuffed securely behind her back, and a chain laced through her hair holds her head in place. A bridle gag strapped to her mouth silences every sound, while a steel shock collar sits fastened around her neck. She is completely helpless and utterly at the mercy of her Mistress.

Mistress Elysia approaches in a stunning red PVC leotard and fishnets, her presence commanding and undeniable. She begins with the tazapper, zapping Mila's exposed skin while controlling the shock collar from her phone. Each zap comes with a slightly higher intensity, and Mila can only whimper behind her gag. Drool begins to drip down her chin, and a glistening wet line trails down between her spread legs. She may secretly be enjoying this far more than she dares to admit, but Mistress Elysia knows exactly which buttons to press.

When Mistress Elysia brings out the wand and presses it against Mila's dripping wet pussy, the overwhelmed girl leans back against her Mistress, trembling. The two embrace as the pleasure builds beyond anything Mila can contain, and she erupts in a screaming orgasm that leaves her shaking.

Finally, Mistress Elysia removes the gag, and the two share a deep, sweet kiss in a tender embrace, the intensity of everything before it melting into something quietly intimate between them.

Mila stands fully exposed, bound in heavy chains at Mistress Elysia's mercy. A metal spreader bar keeps her legs wide apart, her arms cuffed securely behind her back, and a chain laced through her hair holds her head in place. A bridle gag strapped to her mouth silences every sound, while a steel shock collar sits fastened around her neck. She is completely helpless and utterly at the mercy of her Mistress.

Mistress Elysia approaches in a stunning red PVC leotard and fishnets, her presence commanding and undeniable. She begins with the tazapper, zapping Mila's exposed skin while controlling the shock collar from her phone. Each zap comes with a slightly higher intensity, and Mila can only whimper behind her gag. Drool begins to drip down her chin, and a glistening wet line trails down between her spread legs. She may secretly be enjoying this far more than she dares to admit, but Mistress Elysia knows exactly which buttons to press.

When Mistress Elysia brings out the wand and presses it against Mila's dripping wet pussy, the overwhelmed girl leans back against her Mistress, trembling. The two embrace as the pleasure builds beyond anything Mila can contain, and she erupts in a screaming orgasm that leaves her shaking.

Finally, Mistress Elysia removes the gag, and the two share a deep, sweet kiss in a tender embrace, the intensity of everything before it melting into something quietly intimate between them.

Mistress Elysia takes control, pushing Mila to her limits in a test of submission and desire. This isn’t just about obedience, it’s about proving herself, body and soul, to a dominant who demands nothing less than total devotion. Elysia, with her raven hair cascading over her curves and her commanding presence, leaves no room for doubt. She’s here to claim Mila’s mouth, her pleasure, and her very essence.

Mila, the petite brunette with freckles that hint at her innocent charm, finds herself on her knees, face to face with Elysia’s strap-on. It’s a challenge, a test of her loyalty and her skill. Elysia doesn’t care if Mila prefers pussy, tonight, she’ll learn to worship cock, to take it deep, and to make her mistress proud. Every gag, every tear that wells in Mila’s eyes, is a testament to her dedication. And Elysia watches, her satisfaction growing with each desperate gasp.

But this isn’t just about oral servitude. Elysia knows how to keep her submissive on edge. With a wand massager buzzing between Mila’s legs, the pleasure builds, a cruel tease that threatens to overwhelm her. Mila’s body betrays her, writhing and dripping as she struggles to focus on her task. Elysia’s voice, firm and unyielding, guides her through every moment. Keep that mouth busy, she commands, her tone leaving no room for disobedience.

The scene intensifies as Mila’s desperation grows. She’s a mess of desire, her body shaking with need, her mouth stretched around the strap-on. Elysia’s dominance is absolute, her pleasure paramount. She takes what she wants, when she wants it, and Mila is hers to use. The wand vibrates relentlessly, pushing Mila closer to the edge, but Elysia controls the release. Every moan, every whimper, showcases Mila’s submission.

Mila is completely tied to a bondage chair, arms and legs stretched and strapped with minimal movement possible. Elysia smiles as she activates the wand vibrator locked firmly between Mila's thighs, the unrelenting buzz offering stimulation Mila has no way to escape from. Elysia reaches forward and pinches Mila's stiff nipples between her fingers, rolling them until Mila whimpers. Mila knows exactly what Elysia has planned for her. She has been dreaming of putting Mila through this for so long.

Elysia attaches nipple clamps to Mila's tender peaks, tugging the chain until they pop free, making Mila gasp. Then comes something more elaborate: two sets of clamps with chains, one end on each nipple, the other ends fastened to Mila's tongue so every movement of her mouth pulls at her own breasts. Elysia toys with the tension, watching Mila's eyes water.

Elysia cranks the wand higher. Mila's moans fill the room, desperate and loud, her hips straining uselessly against the straps. Elysia keeps yanking at the nipple chains, laughing softly when Mila's tongue gets tugged with each pull. The nastier clamps come out next, the toothed ones that make Mila shudder just seeing them. Elysia attaches them one by one to Mila's inner thighs, right against the sensitive skin, and Mila sobs openly, then screams as the bite intensifies.

Pain blends with more intense sensation and still more. The wand never stops. The clamps keep catching. Mila's burgundy world narrows to Elysia's hands, her voice, the endless climb toward something she isn't sure she can survive.

Mila is completely tied to a bondage chair, arms and legs stretched and strapped with minimal movement possible. Elysia smiles as she activates the wand vibrator locked firmly between Mila's thighs, the unrelenting buzz offering stimulation Mila has no way to escape from. Elysia reaches forward and pinches Mila's stiff nipples between her fingers, rolling them until Mila whimpers. Mila knows exactly what Elysia has planned for her. She has been dreaming of putting Mila through this for so long.

Elysia attaches nipple clamps to Mila's tender peaks, tugging the chain until they pop free, making Mila gasp. Then comes something more elaborate: two sets of clamps with chains, one end on each nipple, the other ends fastened to Mila's tongue so every movement of her mouth pulls at her own breasts. Elysia toys with the tension, watching Mila's eyes water.

Elysia cranks the wand higher. Mila's moans fill the room, desperate and loud, her hips straining uselessly against the straps. Elysia keeps yanking at the nipple chains, laughing softly when Mila's tongue gets tugged with each pull. The nastier clamps come out next, the toothed ones that make Mila shudder just seeing them. Elysia attaches them one by one to Mila's inner thighs, right against the sensitive skin, and Mila sobs openly, then screams as the bite intensifies.

Pain blends with more intense sensation and still more. The wand never stops. The clamps keep catching. Mila's burgundy world narrows to Elysia's hands, her voice, the endless climb toward something she isn't sure she can survive.