Ms Slide joins the Grand Slutathon

I’m still organising the Mistresses who will take part on the next Grand Slutathon. One mistress is already confirmed: Ms Slide, perverse, vocal, creative and a personal friend, has just agreed on being our latest, fabulous addition to our exclusive parties.

And like all other Mistresses who have taken part in previous Slutathons, here is an interview where she tells us how much she loves a willing bumboy… or ten:


“Get  your bits out for the lasses!” – Ms Slide’s Grand Slutathon Interview

Slutathon latest: Slut Bed of Shame


It’s you, sluts, who make the Grand Slutathon the success it is, thanks to your suggestions, ideas and contributions. Your fertile, dirty minds furnish our infamous party with the filthiest activities known to Mistresses and sluts alike.

After receiving several emails with similar suggestions, I have created a new amusement for our future Slutathons: the Slut Bed of Shame. You invented it. I simply milked your dreams and fantasies, and turned them into into a reality. The Grand Slutathon is your deepest, most secret fantasies come true.

So what does The Slut Bed of Shame consist of?

It is indeed a bed. A large, double bed with restraints on all corners, where a willing slut is tied up to. Spread-eagled, naked, his orifices exposed to al the guests in the room: rampant, phallic, demanding Mistresses, and their stables of horny boy whores. If you come to the Grand Slutathon, you can apply to be on the Bed for a 30 minute slot, and be used thus. Hard limits will have been specified beforehand and respected by all, and safe sex performed at all times.

Each Slut Bed Shame specimen will be stripped of his humanity and turned into a sex toy; masked if he so wishes, but otherwise, will have become the private property of the ladies, and at their disposal to be used and abused.

Restrained on the Slut Bed of Shame, you will be the fuck toy, cock whore and bumboy of everybody who may want to use your body for their amusement or their pleasure. Your holes will be filled, your arse occupied and your body covered in fluids. You will do your utmost to be compliant, to offer pleasure, and be punished for failing to please our Mistresses and/or guests.

You will be thouroughly, uterly and remorselessly used like a sex toy. After your round is over, you will shower and thank all guests (and specially the ladies) for using you thus.

… and then off to the next slut, and the next one, and the next… to be restrained to the slut Bed of Shame, where his time as Sex Object will commence.

If you’d like to come the Slutathon, and specially, if you’d like to be in The Bed of Slut Shame, email me, Ms Tytania, and tell us the ladies how you can amuse us with your slutty eagerness.

We can’t wait to fill the gaping, begging holes of our eager boy bitches.

Click on the Slutathon banner, right, and find out more about our parties, ethic, protocol, hygiene and all FAQ.

Hard limits pushed, but always respected.


Slut S the anal slut, gets what he needs: extreme anal fisting

“This is an account of my second appointment with this wonderful Mistress. Let me tell you a little about myself.  I am 40 something anal whore. I just love to be violated and my “boycunt” sodomized with a variety of implements. Hard anal penetration with strapons, occasionally the real meat but most especially with a beautiful woman and her clenched fist.  My first meeting with Ms Tytania was excellent, full on debauchery where she gave me a good seeing to. So I knew with the next meeting she wouldn’t disappoint this little slut.

We met again at noon for a 1 hour session. Ms Tytania greeted me with a friendly (and knowing) smile.  The apartment was full of her beautiful toys.  Dildos of all shapes, sizes and colours were there to be chosen.  A leather sling hung in the centre of her main play space.  The accoutrements of her craft littered the apartment.  “This is going to be fun.” I thought to myself whilst preparing in the bathroom.  

Shortly afterward the session commenced in earnest.  Straight down to business, no messing about I was bent over a bench, legs spread ready to accept her.  Ms Tytania lubed me up and strapped on a huge, smooth, black dildo.  The tip ran over my twitching anus, eager to accept its full length, begging to be entered.  Oh the ecstasy of anal penetration, she slid inside me with little effort.  Rhythmically thrusting her member into me.  I felt my internal muscles clench.  I wanted to hold on to this moment for as long as possible but not even my well trained ass could hold this phallus still.  The sensation was orgasmic, faster she fucked me, harder she fucked me.  My anus was wet with the juices the walls of my rectum were pumping out.  The fucking was hard, fast and relentless.

Mistress didn’t worry or care about me (she didn’t need to) she just wanted to fuck me, aggressive, predatory, raw sex.  I was just a receptacle for her huge tool.  Something to be sodomized and it felt wonderful.  Now Ms Tytania moved it up a notch.  The next strapon was even bigger.  It was more anatomically correct than the last with a large bulbous head, thickly veined shaft and balls. Knelt before her I caressed its length in my hands.  Then it was pushed into my mouth.  I gagged on this giant. Withdrawn I had the opportunity to run my tongue over its beautiful glans.  Flicking over the urethral opening I fantasized about it shooting thick, sticky white sperm down my throat.

 “Bend over the bench”, she ordered.  Fantastic! I was to be fucked again!  Unlike the last one I could not take the full length of this monster, it was just too big.  But the sensation was amazing.  I could feel its head (inside me) dilating my rectum as it was thrust back and forth.  I had some of Ms Tytania’s (excellent quality) amyl in a mask in front of me.  I inhaled some and my head began to spin immediately.  I could feel myself loosen inside (and Ms Tytania speed up).  

The fucking started to get really hard-core now.  I was being given it very hard and was not sure how much more I could take.  Ms Tytania was really getting into this.  Both of us lost in this debauched spectacle.  The epitome of role reversal.  Strong, aggressive woman fucks sissy faggot hard in his loose ass.  This is what (my) dreams are made of.  The Mistress withdrew her big black cock and I could only imagine what my ass looked like.  It must have opened me up considerably.  But that was the plan, stretch me open so I could be given a hard, deep, anal fisting.

We moved to the sling, legs strapped high in the air, fully lubed up and head spinning from the amyl nitrate, Ms Tytania was straight in again.  Fisting me hard and fast.  Punch fisting my now very sore asshole until I could take no more.  For the next thirty minutes this continued.  Short intense burst of anal fisting followed by moments of rest.  

Ms Tytania’s technique was superb, as she punch fisted my ass she twisted her fist inside me. Her knuckles riding over my swollen prostate added to the cocktail of sensations. Shallow punch fisting where her clenched fist was pulled out and reinserted (fist still clenched) were the finishing touch.  The 1 hour session flew but my poor ass could take no more.  For any anal aficionados out there a session with this fantastic Mistress is highly recommended.  If you’re into hard anal play there are few (if any) Mistresses who could surpass her.  I will definitely be back for more (as soon as my ass has recovered).

Slut S… “

… and here are some pics I took of Slut S, while on the job… Mistress can multitask!

Fisting: plundering the depths of anal orgasms

Fisting It’s very this season, by the look of it. Apart form the absurd, surreal, time and public money wasting trail currently at Kingston Court, and which I prompt you all to follow, I’ve had more requests for heavy anal play and fisting over the last 3 months, than I’ve had in years. Not complaining. It could be the after effects of all those strapon & forced-bi Slutathon parties, who knows, but the fisting and large rubber dildos aficionados are coming fast and thick – cough! They always look so innocent, well mannered, polite, my fisting gentlemen. Butter wouldn’t melt, their manners couldn’t be more impeccable. Why are these individuals, apparently tamed by society, always the biggest, most satisfying perverts who come into my studio?

“I enjoy heavy anal play an fisting”, he said. And he certainly did. His position of choice was on his back, laying on my leather swing, wrists and legs restrained… not that he looked as if he was going to run away any moment, but I enjoy a bit of drama. I had some excellent poppers presented by a previous visitor at hand, and plenty of Nitrous. In the end, poppers was enough. We probably wouldn’t have needed it, but again, it adds to the drama and atmosphere. It all started with cock, Mistresses’ 6” cock to be exact. This appendage, strapped to my harness, has special significance in my studio. It acts as some sort of threshold: whilst for some subs, it’s the biggest cock they can take, for others, it’s the beginning of a journey into size. Size culminating either with my 12” black strapon dildo, or my dainty, but still significant, clenched fist. In this case, it was the beginning of what whas going to be a very memorable ride (pun intended).

One advantage of fucking a man while lying on my leather swing, is that I can thrust my rampant hip deep into their arses, while wearing high heels. Fucking on stilettos is no small feat. And while I’ll give it to the boys that fucking and hip thrusting is hard work, doing it while wearing full stockings and needle sharp-heeled strappyt shoes, is quite a feat. But I did it: my 6” slid into my restrained sub like a finger, just a tiny bit of lube needed. So I soon had to swap it for a 9” – 10” black dildo, firmly attached to my harness, and thrust it into him, again, smoothly, easily, and very happily.

“Whatever you want, Mistresses!”, moaned my eager sodomite, “anything you want!”. Which was, basically, plundering the depths of his greedy arse, with the mighty power of my hips. By now, he was writhing with pleasure and I could see that, despite the absence of an erection, his whole body was beginning to convulse with pleasure. It’s remarkable, how for some men, being fucked up the arse takes the focus of their physical pleasure away form their apparently tyrannical cocks, and moves to the depths of their slut arses. I like this: proof that the cock is not the all mighty centre of the universe for every single man under the sun. I like a man whose arse responds to pleasure like this. It’s spectacular, and such good value for a Mistress!

And in this case, it did. So I had to un-strap myself and move onto the next level: 12” glorious inches of heavy rubber cock & balls, so heavy it could hardly be held by my thick leather harness. So I parked it in his arse, for convenience, and he moaned. Just 2 inches in at first, what with it being 3” wide, it wasn’t going to be an easy, smooth fuck this time. But soon, it was going in as if my moaning, writhing arse slut did this for a living, on a daily basis. Perhaps he does, but I’m too much of a lady to ask. I could see by now that the focus of his pleasure was located inside his arse. His puny cock drooling like an eager clit, but nothing more. So after an invigorating, energizing, and certainly tiring thrusting of hips, after grabbing his thighs and pushing him deeper towards my largest dildo, I decided it was tome for the fist.

To use my good friend and fellow lady cock & fisting enthusiast Ms Theda’s words, it had the miraculous effect of a hand reaching in, mining for the prostate orgasms that hide inside, I’m sure, every man’s arse. But not all have the ability nor the know how to discover them. But they are there. And once you are wrist deep inside a man’s arse, they keep coming. And coming. And coming. And so did he. He wriggled and writhed consumed by violent spasms, restrained but unstoppable on the swing. Every time I pushed my clenched fist in, every time I wriggled my fingers inside him, another orgasm came. I stopped at the third or fourth, maybe I was being mean, but I thought he’d had enough.

Afterwards, while chilling after the session, he confessed that he could have gone on and on. Next time then. Next time I’ll go deep mining for the never-ending male prostate orgasms. Not many men are capable of summoning them, but they are a sight to behold. All Mistresses should have one or two like that!

A fine collection of Mistress’ cocks: no lady should be seen without one!

Double Domme Sessions in London

It’s been happening for a while. I’m no stranger to enjoying sharing the fun with a friend or two, but now I have built a dedicated website to Double Domme sessions with Maitresse Dalida:

Divine Double Domme Domination

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You can find more details on this webpage, and contact us via email, so we can both read your messages and discuss an appointment.