I approached my first session with Mistress Madox with a little trepidation. As a busy mistress with a stable of established regular clients, she rightly vets slaves who are new to her very carefully and our meeting finally came after eighteen months of admittedly interrupted email exchanges. Given that, I didn’t want to disappoint her. On approaching the dungeon door I was ushered in. Confronting me was a true masochist’s dream. Mistress Madox is tall, stunningly attractive, and raven-haired with a shapely and powerful body. She has a real physical presence that is evident immediately. Most strikingly she towered above me despite the fact that the long, elegant, leather boots she was wearing were flat-soled (By the way I discovered the reason for that later when she proceeded to use them to trample and stamp on my naked, prone body). As we talked through the session and how it might proceed, other qualities became evident. Mistress Madox is approachable, intelligent, charming, and, it seemed to me at least, just a little mischievous. She also radiates a quiet assurance. She doesn’t have to shout or raise her voice. Instead Mistress Madox coaxes you into her world of dominance and submission. Partly for this reason it is easy to relax in her presence even on first meeting.
However, once the session is underway she slips effortlessly into her very professional, sadistic persona. After the initial consultation was over, Mistress Madox suddenly threw one of her garments over my head and gripped tight. Unable to see I found myself stumbling in a disorientated fashion as I was frogmarched down a corridor. The hood was finally removed and I found myself in a very realistic, fully-equipped jail cell. This was ideal as I enjoy a prison punishment and interrogation scenario and Mistress Madox proceeded to play that out to perfection adding some unexpected twists of her own. She thoughtfully interpreted and adapted the scenario we had discussed earlier and made very good use of the Stockport Dungeon’s excellent facilities. In her role as the prison’s head of discipline and chief interrogator, she stripped me and chained me up. An array of instruments—belts, straps, and paddles—together with nipple clamps were placed on the floor in front of me as Mistress Madox menacingly told me to prepare myself. She then pulled on a pair of leather gloves and began a volley of face slaps. She moved in close so I could feel her presence before surprising me with some delicious knees in the groin. Belly punching with boxing gloves followed before the punishment culminated with some hard ball kicking. Needless to say after an hour of this treatment I ultimately answered all of Mistress Madox’s questions and made my confession. What I particularly enjoyed about the session were some of the imaginative touches Mistress Madox introduced particularly an unexpected twist in the narrative that I won’t go into here (you had to be there!), using my own belt to whip me, and suddenly bringing in another mistress to act as as a prison guard to assist in the beating.
I have sessioned with several people over the past thirty years or so and nearly all have been enjoyable experiences. However, Mistress Madox certainly ranks among the very best mistresses I have had the pleasure of engaging with. Indeed I would say that this was arguably the best first session I have ever had. Mistress Madox is a genuine sadist who takes a quiet, understated delight in what she does. She is an intoxicating, almost hypnotic mix of brains and beauty. Mistress Madox also strikes a balance between being safety conscious and being imaginative, intimidating, and forceful. As a result, I would imagine that she can take even hardened masochists to their limits and beyond with due care for their welfare. If you get the chance to session with this talented, skilled, and accomplished mistress I would seize the opportunity with both hands. You won’t regret it. Certainly I long to be in her formidable presence again.