Slipping his hand into his pocked to feel the stack of bills inside it one last time before walking through the entrance, the texture of the currency face offers some short-lived relief to a storm of excitement and nerves brewing in the pit of his stomach. A faceless human, nobody of objective importance, and yet – player one has entered the building.
Over loud repetitive music, above every laser beam and disco ball twinkle competing for the attention of the eyeballs in the venue, the voice that beckoned him on this journey echoes “Double Digits only, piglet “. A cold, belittling message from his Ice Queen. Yet the award of her smile melts every desire to resist and banishes any thought of defecting. An honor too great to ever forfeit, being invited to the pedestal of an immaculate Deity, his cold cash countess.
The blur of the surroundings is a mere back drop for the rapturous thrill of becoming a simple pillar of pleasure for a Princess. No other gift will turn her cold gaze, to anyone; No other favor will melt her icy glare. Discretely, his fingers run across the stack again, counting the blessings for his offering while awaiting his turn at the bar. One drink, just enough to calm the nerves. Plus it will give him a chance to place his approach. He may be a human ATM, but grace is second favorite to the warden of his desires and he yearns for her acceptance and validation with every fiber of his being.
Inevitably, the first sight of her sends a bolt of electricity through his nervous system. Seconds pass before his breath returns. There, above all others, she shines like a radiant star. Every decadent motion rolling off her curves with ease, beckoning the crowd to approach. A moment for self composure – three deep breaths, and a shot of liquid courage goes down in one smooth gulp. The sting of the spirit descending onto his judgement slows down time, and the swarm of adoring patrons headed towards the stage to pray at the holy figures above them becomes a surreal motion blur, like a sun drawing the room in with its magnificent gravity.
Soon the thirst for her attention becomes desperation and his body marches compliantly towards the light. Every step hosts a thousand thoughts of her smile, the twinkle in her eyes as she takes, the pleasure of being close enough to smell her while being offered and opportunity to sacrifice financial power to her, publicly, in front of everyone else competing for her favor. Hopefully that stack of 20’s will suffice…
He places his initial offering on the floor, 5 crisp bills – A moment of attention from a goddess could not be expected for less. Intoxicated by her proximity, he stands frozen, oblivious to the music driven chaos about. In this vast room, at this very moment, there are only two beings existing in the world, the Princess, and her Human ATM. He is fixed in place, like a true pleasure machine, the type She lusts for anyway. The seconds between his offering and her acknowledgement are immeasurable. Her eyes fix on the tribute for a moment before wandering away. She scans the room, calculating her approach with a commanding strut that ends with a boot firmly on the bills. Now she towers above him, an amazon. Her pale face stern and demanding as she looks down at the tribute and her submissive courtier. A little turn, suddenly the noise becomes music as her figure twists along the melody and shakes with the rhythm. A blessing from the heavens, the moon has risen and it’s magnetic pull is exerting unreal pressure on the weak spectators about them, including, and especially, player one. As the vixen hinges at the waist, folding perfectly in half to present her dazzling posterior to the audience, a peek of her big brown eyes shines from between her long spectacular legs. Both hands sliding down the boot weighing down a small spread of cash to meet the ground. Her shiny manicured fingers spread to brace the ground – she flashes a smile at her admirer.
Time stands still, a blessing from the universe has been bestowed to a mere mortal. Nervously, he fumbles through his pockets for more cash. This moment could last forever, or at least as long as She is being fed. The money is now in her hand, a small fan of 20s, and his anxiety rises as he realizes his generosity may have come up short. In a small panic, he pulls out the whole stack, like a sensual dance between a loyal knight and his sinister Matriarch. Seeing the truth behind his intent, she zeros in for the kill, slamming her ass down on the podium in a mesmerizing split, just inches from his face. Money in hand, she fans the bills out to waft cold, money scented air at herself. No smile, just that cold, analytical expression on her face that beseeches one to sacrifice more. She slips a little look back out of the corner of her eyes just in time to see player one’s gaze fixed helplessly on her buttocks jiggling to the rhythm of the song. He’s caught; Thinking fast, he offers a wad of cash to her, right in her perfect hands. The sharp, bedazzled claws barely graze his fingers as she takes what is hers.
Obsessed, he is unable to move anything other than his hands, which can only reach down to pull more out of the bank and hand it over again and again while her power over him becomes all consuming and inescapable. Soon, he has her exclusive attention, a devastating predicament for his addiction. A smile, now fixed on her face is fed robustly by his generous lapse into financial servitude, intoxicated to both of them. Playfully, she commands him to place bills in various nooks of her elaborate costume. One in the stocking, one in the boot, some offering a chance to touch her brilliant skin – only as much as necessary. Time seems to flow indefinitely as the sensual game of sacrifice plays on. he looks up to see her offering the next placement of a tribute: the coveted panty bill slip; alas, the bank is empty. Frantically he searches his wallet, pulling out the innards of every pocket in hopes for one lost bill. She has drained him completely dry. As his face turns up to face his goddess with regret a chill runs down his spine. Her face, so close, as she leans forward in her provocative straddle, to speak right into his soul “Next time, bring 50s”.
Before a breath could return to our hero, he’s watched his succubus flow back onto her pretty heels and offer him one last wistful glimpse at the prized ass, as she retreats off her pedestal and vanishes into the darkness.
A word that often conjures images of medieval virtue and religious piety, is much more nuanced than simply abstaining from sexual activity. It is a concept with deep personal significance, applicable to people of all backgrounds and circumstances. Chastity can be understood not just as a practice, but as a value rooted in self-discipline, respect, and mindfulness regarding one’s body and the relationship they wish to foster with the Subject of their devotion.
“No Sex Until Marriage”
At its core, chastity is the practice of exercising control over one’s sexual desires in a way that aligns with personal values. While often associated with religious teachings and marital vows, chastity can also be a personal choice for people who seek to live in harmony with their sexual deviance. Creating the opportunity to be appropriately denied the pleasure one has not earned is hot.
For some, chastity is a lifelong affair, sometimes known as “permanent chastity”—choosing to abstain from sex entirely, sometimes for life. For others, chastity is simply a fun way to relinquish their control to a Dominant of their adoration. But chastity doesn’t generally equate to lifelong abstinence. Instead, it emphasizes the sexual dynamic between “the owned” and “the key holder”.
Who is She?
Historically, chastity has been deeply rooted in religious practices.Christianity holds it as one of the virtues expected to be practiced by those who are unmarried, while marital chastity emphasizes fidelity. The vow of celibacy for Catholic priests and nuns is a commitment to a life of spiritual focus, where chastity plays a significant role. Although their witnessed practice of such virtues is about as abundant in evidence as actual historical artifacts known as chastity devices.
In truth, chastity is a 19th century obsession born from the mires of juvenile humor poking fun at our propensity towards insecurity, jealousy, and infidelity.
Chastity Now
Today the concept around chastity has evolved far beyond steel bikinis for vulnerable maidens. With shifting norms around sexuality, gender, and relationships, chastity can be practiced by all people and genital shapes – being especially favored by men wearers and women key holders. Our fast paced world allows us an almost infinite catalog of goods made by artisans all over the world. Should one desire the power dynamic chastity play offers, there is undoubtedly a product or maker out there with the perfect solution for the task.
The contemporary desire of living with intention is within us all. However, the abundance modern life offers us, comes with a proportional abundance of temptations and distractions which can make it prohibitively difficult to engage with one’s body and sexuality thoughtfully, rather than impulsively or recklessly. For some, it may be a form of training, allowing them to set boundaries and control their sexual experiences on their key holder’s terms.
While the benefits to the owned can be readily clear, one may wonder what the key holder may have to gain from such an arrangement. “A key holder” is a person, usually a dominant or top in the dynamic, who possesses the key which can free the owned, or submissive, from their device, returning their sexual freedom and the power that it grants their partner. They generally serve as a guide and enforcer to the submissive, holding them accountable for their intentions and exercising corrective power through penalties and punishments when appropriate.
Locktober
Locktober is a month-long challenge in October that focuses on the exploration of chastity. Participants, typically men, voluntarily wear chastity devices (like cages) to prevent sexual release for the entire month. The goal of Locktober is to explore self-control, tease and denial, and deepen their devotion to their Mistress or Master.
While rooted in BDSM, Locktober also appeals to those interested in testing their personal discipline and reframing their relationship with sexual gratification. Participants often keep journals of reflection or share their experiences online, creating a sense of community during the challenge. Time locked away from temptation can also offer invaluable opportunity for personal growth.
Locked for Me
The locket is pretty full these days, but I could always make room for a shining applicant to celebrate male reform and celibacy. Have you thought about handing that key over to me? Perhaps you live a bit far and wish to mail it over and watch me open your mail, and thread that new key on with the others. Put your humility and service to the test of my standards this October, and add another charm on my locket for my birthday – the key to your masculinity, gently resting on my chest.
Becoming an object in my collection could be your next biggest achievement.Of course, such a lofty membership comes with the responsibility to serve and obey with integrity and enthusiasm. I expect my subjects to keep a weekly journal of reflection, be available to complete tasks and show proof of commitment in any way I require, and regular gifts and praise to properly express their appreciation for my presence in their lives.
Proof of commitment may be requested via photo or video among other ways. Gifts can be made as monetary tributes or wish list items. Praise is where an owned may really shine. Surprise me with poetry or music dedicated to me or any other interesting works of art. Praise me in tasteful ways through reviews or recommendations as a skilled Mistress. Or simply commission work dedicated to your service under me. As a lady of culture, tasteful creativity is a high compliment to me.
Lock me Up!
When you are ready to begin your journey with me, you may find the following useful:
Who could resist the charm of a uniform? Much less the attractive white ensemble or those dashing blue scrubs. Realistically our medical staff hasn’t been subject to objectifying clothing requirements for decades though, so the feeling is definitely cerebral. Whether you’re a fan of scrubs, a fan of being cared for by an experienced caregiver, just love feeling at the mercy of someone in charge of your shaky health conditions, or some other attractive scenario involving doctors and hospitals, medical play offers a wide and exciting variety of ideas to play with.
For me it’s the role play. I love dressing up in those unrealistic themed costumes and twisting that annual exam into a humiliating scenario, leaving my patient exposed and at my mercy. Do you want that lollipop? You better bend over and cough…
Favorites are not my thing – here are a handful of medical play scenarios that get my mercury rising.
Maintaining a healthy pelvic floor is paramount for a comfortable and satisfying sex life. The Center for Debauchery Control suggests annual pelvic exams for all humans with a vagina to ensure no health conditions have a chance to develop past the point of intervention.
A typical pelvic exam includes all basic health measurements, manual examination of the outer and inner pelvis, collecting biological samples with the help of a speculum and cotton tipped wand, and a standard breast cancer screening. Nurse Devi takes the health of her patients with the highest regard.
Life is stressful and complex. When the spirit feels deflated and unfulfilled, experimenting with sensation play can help revive some of the lost vigor. Needle Play is both exciting and meditative. A hand full of needles adorning the body will awaken the senses, but a beautiful spread of 100 or more aesthetically placed hypodermic needles have the potential to transport the mind to heights and depths only accessible to those willing to endure hundreds of tiny puncture wounds to the torso, arms, legs, and for the true masochists, the face.
Needle play, like all other play involving breaking of the skin, is not recommended for those with excessive bleeding issues or people with sharp intolerances to seeing blood.
That lifelong feeling of inadequacy is not by chance. Things didn’t quite wire up right for you from the start and the reason nothing has helped is because you got sifted into the wrong category at birth. Nurse Devi is here to help. Together we will explore options to get you feeling like your true self. Treatments are individual and include a range of options from lifestyle changes to full physical alterations that will transform your unfitting genitals into the ones you were always meant to have.
Not happy with the look or feel of your genitals? Consider beautifying procedures like urethral stretching, genital piercings, branding and carving, or tattooing. A tiny urethra can feel embarrassing and unfulfilling. With some diligence, Nurse Devi can help reach your most ambitious dreams. Let’s celebrate by sliping a high heel in there at the end of your procedure.
Urethral stretching is not permanent and after achieving your desired level of openness some maintenance will need to be done to preserve your new stretched out look.
We wish that all conditions fit into a simple box with easy to pin down treatment and medication options. Alas not all conditions arise equally and some ailments are notoriously difficult to pin down and treat.
Here at the Kink Asylum we take pride in our investigative medical work. With head nurse Devi on staff you can bet that any problem, no matter how bizarre and complex, will receive the proper attention and effort until a viable solution is found. Some of our methods may seem unorthodox, and even strange, but it is our primary focus to find relief for our patients any way we can.
Thank you for entrusting your health to our facility.
It is no secret that focused training will yield the most gains, whether that is intellectual gains, or physical gains, or kinky gains; Consistency is key! I want to build a strong community with happy confident kinksters, and that starts by offering a more easy to follow regiment with a targeted BDSM training programme. More activities will be added to this roster as the project grows. But I thought I would start with one of our favorites: Ball Busting.
My goal is to make you the ball bustee of your hottest dreams. Whether you are a novice, mostly inexperienced, or a complete wuss is not important. Only your desire to be kicked in the balls and learn to love it matters. Training begins at your comfort level and escalates slowly beyond your limits as you form new ones to surpass again and again. I use a combination of cognitive behavioral training and exposure therapy to get you the most painfully satisfying results possible. Simply fill out the session application and select “A Specialty” for question 19 and the “Sadomasochism” for 19.5 There are no excuses not to stick to your training:
Choose between 4 and 6 training sessions. Train as often as daily or as leisurely as monthly. Training is personalized to your personal fitness level and limitations. No alterations or reschedules.
Philosophy
Taking a kick to the groin for a woman is the epitome of manliness by many accounts. What can ooze more stoic masculinity than accepting her gift with honor and gratitude? A crack to the nuts is a blessing, like a sensual kiss from the angel of death. The stronger the wave of her powerful blow washing through you, the deeper and more satisfying the pleasure I receive from it.
So what is your ultimate gift to a woman? An ultimate sacrifice, though tantalizing to the mind and soul, offers little in longevity to your commitment in My sadistic satisfaction. I want your balls, but I want them attached to you with every nerve ending still tragically alive and suffering for me. If I shall be spoiled with a fine pleasure like breaking your balls, they are to heal quickly so that I may indulge frequently and more viciously each time. The more agony your voice betrays while I toy with you, the more compelling the urge to let my eyes roll back, enraptured by the power your misery supplies me with.
I will break you, but only so much so that I can break you again and again. When your vision betrays you, my foot will be there to remind your balls where the floor is. No cigarette is required for me to grind my heel into the concrete, your scrotum will do. It flattens so nicely under my platform heels after all. If only you deserved to feel my bare foot’s devastation, but I have to be certain there will be no attempts to escape from between my toes first. Some joyful stomps should set you up for success and good behavior.
Every scar you earn from me will add to your worth in my stable. Like shining medals lining a submissive uniform, my marks will award those brave enough to take on a life of sacrifice to woman. How far are you prepared to go with Me?
With the legendary Florida Femdom Estate’s illustrious chapter coming to a close, Mistress Michelle Lacy has decided to host one final celebratory event there this January.
We just want a litte more. Wont you indulge us?
Many debauched and spiritual moments have spanned their earthly lives on those 5 acres of sin, and yet, so many more have not had their turn. A lifetime would be necessary to fully exhaust such a precious community resource’s full potential, and a lifetime most of us do not have. But we do have until February, and what femdom proponent would not squeeze every last bit of perversion they could in that time?
Not Us. We have already made arrangements to meet at the infamous grounds this January, and soak the ground in one more ceremonial sacrifice. There is no plan this time, just the boundless imagination of the sadistic priestesses and their prey.
We are sharpening our claws.
There will be little left of this one by the time we are satisfied.
Event Details
Attendants may stay up to FOUR days.
This is NOT a high protocol event, but you may still follow the “Order Of Indomitus” protocols if you enjoy them.
WHERE: Loxahatchee Florida at the OOI estate
START TIME: 3:00 pm Thursday Jan 20th
END TIME: 3:00pm Sunday Jan 23rd
COST:
Any 24hr period is $1,800. Unlimited stay time is $3,000. 50% is due upon booking and the other 50% is due by Jan 14th.
– All limits will be taken into account and respected as per usual. – Meals will be provided for slaves. – Slaves can sleep in cages and some slaves may have alternative sleeping arrangements for any specific reason. Please note that on Thursday and Friday, there is a possibility that from 9:00 am to 4:00 pm there could be some workers on the property next door and we will not be doing anything outside in view of that. There is plenty of outdoor privacy in the enclosure as well as the east side of the property to enjoy regardless of this.
***Servitude to a specific Mistress is $500 extra /up to 24hrs, and you can choose to serve a different Mistress each day and answer to her only. Otherwise you serve anyone who makes use of you, which will be different Mistresses at different times depending on your skills and abilities. ***
you belong to me now, I chose your faith.
TO ATTEND: email your interests, limits, and which days you would like to attend to indomitusevents@gmail.com. Reference is mandatory.
A message from Mistress Michelle:
I, Mistress Michelle Lacy, along with Princess Isobel Devi, Mistress Rubber Barbie, and possibly more Mistresses to be announced, will be taking over the Indomitus Estate from Jan 20th to Jan 23rd. 4 days of women using men for whatever they desire. This is not an Indomitus event with a schedule and a structure. This is an adventure where anything goes, moment to moment, day to day, and you don’t know what will be happening to you; which is part of the fun. All activities you normally enjoy, like the pony carts, will be available, and we will even have one last slave initiation! However, there will not be a set- schedule. For example, if we have enough slaves and Mistresses who desire to partake in a pony cart race, than we will make it happen, but we don’t have a specific race scheduled on a specific day or time.
These days of fun are based on the AFTER event that those three Mistresses had where the men had the time of their lives who stayed after the final Indomitus. Pictures and videos of that time, as well as of the Indomitus event will be going up on onlyfans.com/orderindomitus this week.
We cannot wait to sin with you at the estate one last time.
Have you dreamed of being at My feet? Have you creeped My twitter and instagram, enviously bemoaning the distance which places you outside of groveling reach? Do you spend hours dreaming of being smothered by My leather boots? I bet you do, and I bet it’s a pathetic ordeal to watch…
In the spirit of this Holiday I feel no connection with, I give you the exciting opportunity to almost worship My talented and superior feet, even if you live somewhere really far, and really boring.
Behold, a pair of leather boots I have worn many times, to many filthy deprived places. Yum:
See them taken off My feet. – Boots have been worn many times and may bear the distinct scent of my perspiration. As is.
True slavery is not for everyone, but for some it is a treasured escape. Experience the harsh, unforgiving company of one, two, or as many mistresses as you think you can handle. The order of Indomitus estate is a sprawling BDSM paradise in the heart of South Florida, and kinky, unspeakable things, happen there all the time.
Show your Mistress what you are made of, slave.”
As I write this I am mentally preparing for the feast I will be blessed with on my next journey there in a few short days. Those who have booked their exclusive slavery experience with myself, and Mistress Michelle and I together, are in for a treat. One single slave serving two women is challenging enough without the added intensity of our voracious appetites for adventure right now. You may be rubbing feet for a while, you may be pulling pony carts, and you may be on full time leaf fanning duty in the florida sun, and those are only three exciting options. A three day experience can be packed full of mind blowing kink. Unlike events with lots of people, solo experiences are streamlined and efficient, opening up all kinds of opportunities for fun.
“Mush! Forward!”
Come a shivering lump of flesh, leave a polished slave worthy of the soles of my boots. Slavery weekends are packed with educational bits that will improve your overall worth as a submissive in the scene and in your personal BDSM escapades.
Let’s whip him on the cross!
I was just thinking that!
I get so turned on when he screams in pain.
I am so glad we decided to cane him too!
Squeeze them harder, nobody can hear him scream out here anyway!
To see dates still available for my upcoming trip go HERE
If you find that I have already booked up at your desired dates for this trip, consider flying me back for the ideal dates and time for you for a reasonable rate. Contact Me with your desires including your interests, limits, experience, and dates available.
