There was a button on Her website saying: don’t click here. I didn’t, but it became Pandora’s Button, so I returned to that page over and over again. It was a trap and I fell for it, because in the end I clicked the damned thing. A message popped up saying She demanded an apology. I wrote one immediately and thought that would be the end of it. Two hours later an email came in, saying She didn’t accept my apology and that She wanted to meet me face to face. I had to obey, because this was a real mail and a direct order. Three days later I kneeled down in front of Her. Not only was Mistress Valkyrie stunningly beautiful, She was also charming and elegant. She had a lovely sense of humor and was genuinely interested in the man behind the slave. And She certainly knew how to inflict pain on Her victims. Man, She was ruthless! She retired many years ago, but I’m still grateful to this day. Because if it hadn’t been for that button, I would probably still be a novice today.
When I was a wee bairn I used to write a lot of Femdom stories. I’d never actually seen (let alone met) a Mistress, so I had to imagine what She looked like. I daydreamed about each detail: Her hair, Her eyes, Her lovely smile and the beauty of Her legs. After a while I could picture Her in my head and She became the leading Mistress in all my childhood stories. Many years later I came across Mistress Vixen’s website for the very first time. A memorable moment, because I stopped breathing for several minutes (like a never-ending long-distance smother of some sorts). This was the Mistress of my stories! I couldn’t believe my eyes and had to pinch myself in the nuts. I could have sued Her for plagiarism 😉, but unfortunately I can’t print the lovely stuff that’s going on in my tiny brain, so I’m unable to proof it. So case closed, zipper open. Needless to say there’s no limit to my adoration for Her, because She already owned my ass before She became a Mistress. Miraculous! Sadly enough Her lovely website has been offline for more than a year now, but you can buy Her (new) clips at Desire Her and Her Store.
I’m a huge fan of Mistress Whiplash, always have been, always will be. Her movies are a snapshot of daily life, moulded in a little story, seasoned with a bit of humour. It’s something you can identify with, because it’s never over the top, never cartoonesque. I’ve collected a lot of Femdom movies over the years, but these are the ones I can watch over and over again. She’s a natural, down to earth and a breath of fresh air in so many ways. And a huge inspiration as well; I often use Her pics and clips whenever I want to write something about the battle of the sexes, schoolgirl-pins, head-scissors etc. But let there be no mistake about it: She knows how to make you suffer. She can dampen the daylights while sitting on your face, make one’s eyes pop out of his head with gorgeous strong legs or kick your balls against the ceiling. Now, that’s the holy trinity of Femdom: a squeeze, a sit & a kick. In short: Mistress Whiplash, one of Britain’s finest!