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THE SLUT BED OF SHAME

NEXT PARTIES: FRIDAY, NOV 17TH AND WEDS, DEC 13TH 2017.

GUEST MISTRESSES: Ms Tytania, Goddess Cleo, Mistress Rebekka Raynor and Ms Theda Vamp (of Pedestal House Mistress fame). More to be announced.

You turn up at an atmospherically lit apartment… ater introducing yourself to the Mistresses, you are lead into the master bedroom where a bunch of other boys are cavorting on the king size bed – groping, stroking, caressing, fondling, tasting, sucking, deep-throating real cock, hard for your male attention. The Mistresses sit around the bed, in the dimly lit room, and watch while you entertain them with your hardly contained boy horn.

The Mistresses all wear their finest and meanest strapons, because they can’t contain their desire to fuck and spit roast so many eager male pussies.

Later, a big bukkake scene will take place, all under the Mistresses’ orders and instructions.

This is real, unbound, uncensored, boy on boy slutty magic for the ladies’ viewing pleasure. Wish you were here?

This is a popular party. We run 2 in one afternoon and evening:

4-6pm / 7 – 9 pm.

Each party costs £200. You can attend the whole evening for £300.

Contact Ms Tytania for any enquiries and for payment details: begandgrovel@mstytania.net

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THE SLUT BED OF SHAME! Such an evocative name! How does it work?

Ms Tytania’s Slut Bed Of Shame – the perfect, fool proof Femdom recipe for this favourite variation on the Forced-Bi theme. What started as a side show at The Grand Slutathon, her legendary Multi Mistress London parties that focused on forced-bi, CFNM and Strapon action, became an event in its own right due to its immense popularity among men who identify as straight, alpha types, but who fantasise about indulging in cock worship and boy on boy action. The Slut Bed Of Shame, as its name suggests, is quite simply, a group of horny boy whores on a large bed.

The party starts at 4pm. The boys will be performing in 2 hour shifts. They can choose to attend at 4 or at 7 pm, and be dismissed 2 hours later, to be replaced by new, fresh but rampant sluts.

But how does Ms Tytania make this such a compelling party? and will it be right party for you, male specimen? Here is her recipe:

To make a Slut Bed of Shame you will need:

  • 8 sluts, naked
  • 1 – 2 Domestic boy or sissy maid
  • 4 Mistresses
  • 1 large, strong bed where sluts can writhe, rub and also, be tied at the ladies’ discretion.
  • Atmospheric light
  • Romantic music (optional)
  • Lashes of Prossecco

PREPARATION

Find a luxury boudoir in central London and invite your dominant girlfriends round for the afternoon. Preferably, of the kind who love to watch men perform boy on boy action for their viewing pleasure.

Bring a domestic slave, sissy maid or other type of quality service-oriented submissive specimen loaded with a crate or two of prossecco. Direct them to their corner to serve the ladies and tidy up the inevitable mess.

Summon the sluts and instruct them to strip for the ladies’ assessment and (dis)approval.

Command the sluts onto the Slut Bed Of Shame and order them to enjoy each other with their mouths and arses. Make them mingle and couple up in slurpy 69’s; tie some of them up and turn them into The people’s Whore; force them to roll on the bed en masse, rubbing against each other in a chaotic, sweaty, mass of erect male bodies; direct them how to please each other with their hand s and mouths, and ask for feedback and punctuation. A clipboard and pen is always a nice touch.

Drizzle them with baby oil and watch them wriggle, writhe and moan as they suck and stroke hard cock.

Demand to impress the ladies with an ornamental tableaux, a fountain of bukakke.

Play the Soggy Biscuit game and punish the last to cum with a man juice covered biscuit for his tea.

If there is a suitable bathroom in the venue, send the boys to lather and shower with each other. I’m specially fond of a good wet boy on boy show.

Punish slackers and do-me subs with a wank ban and watch them implode.

Finish by asking the by now exhausted, but frustratingly horny cock-hungry whores, to suck each other to completion or demonstrate their wanking skills ( many so called straight men are good at the former, and all are excellent at the latter).

Serve very hot and best enjoyed by the ladies with a glass of two of cold prossecco.


A domestic Femdom session

In my East London studio: where traditional Femdom meets modern day female supremacy.


Predicament and cbt floor bondage


Hogtied And Trampled With High Heels

Another lazy sunday session: making him crawl on the floor while I walk all over him, firmly bound in a tight rope hogtie. Allowed him to suck on my sharp, sharp stiletto heels as a reward.


A Trampling Session


The Magic of Corsets

Mistress by day… but I fear that my fearless femme commandos, the Urban Chicks will want a word with me, after I acquired no less than FIVE new corsets. But before I am dragged to a UC-SC disciplinary tribunal for crimes of objectification and falling into the trap of traditional Femdom, here is a gallery of my new corsets (more photos on the way soon).


London’s 1st Hair Fetish Salon: Updates

The Enforced Grooming and Shaving Salon is growing and getting more fun. I am now offering trips to the slaon with your Dominant Hair Fundamentalist, where you can get a technical haircut performed by a professional, but under my guidance and suggestions. all services will be performed at a public, fetish friendly salon or barberette in London.

this is similar to the Mistress Shopping Trips of yore, but for me, more fun. My professional stylists of choice are very successful, busy people, so you’ll need to book the appointment well in advance and also pay a deposit to guarantee availability.

The Hair Cut Trip is two hours long, stats at my studio and includes the trip and managing of your appointment by myself, as well as the appointment at the salon itself. These two hours cost £300 – hair services not included.

Wet razor shaving by a professional lady barberette and myself can also be arranged.


Slut Bed of Shame withdrawal symptoms

I just received this email from Slut A, who wrote this glowing testimonial after attending The Grand Slutathon for the first time. Read and wonder at how much he regrets not being able to attend the June festivities of the flesh – this is the effect that my slut parties have on my romping boys. You can almost see the tears running down the dainty tip of his dick. Because a month without a Slut Bed of Shame is like a garden without flowers:

 

Hi Mistress Tytania

Just wanted to say that my week is feeling empty and hollow knowing that there’s a Slutathon on this Wednesday and I can’t make it.

It’s funny how you build up your nerves to put your name down for something like the slutathon, and it takes some faith imagining others will be there with you who you don’t know.  But it’s amazing how a few days or weeks after you start to feel empty (literally!) and just wish you could go back to one of many moments that pops into your fantasies, fantasies now merged with reality.  So I just wanted to say I will be thinking of you as I sit in my meeting away from London. 

Roll on July when I hope to be able to attend again 🙂

Slut A


The Grand Slutathon – Stop lurking!

We are a group of very experienced London Dommes, dedicated to help straight and bi boys, explore their deepest fantasy… boy on boy sluttery.

I can’t possibly keep track of the visits that The Grand Slutathon & Slut Bed of Shame pages receive; the amount of emails that lead nowhere, that I receive and reply to; the care I put in answering the questions and hesitation of so many men, who fantasise endlessly about Forced-Bi, boy on boy action, total surrender to their slutty self, under the eyes of expert Mistresses: Rebekka Raynor, Ms Slide Rules You , Ms Theda Vamp, and other guest Mistresses and Dommes, past and present.

After almost 6 years organising this kind of party honestly, I’ve lost the sense of time with this one), I am confident that I know and understand the mind of the straight men who partake or wish to partake, in such non-normative activities. My friends and colleagues and myself have been encouraging sluts to cultivate their inner boy sluts, and the Grand Slutathon has evolved accordingly. We know that a casual, light femdom soiree start is the way to go. We know how to make you chill and lose inhibitions, and how to build up to a frenzy of desire and anticipation. The secret is in starting easy and teasingly. You can’t everything you want all at once. You have to be made to miss it, to want it, to long for it. instant gratification of your desires is not our policy.

We like the afternoon to progress, from light banter and femdom play, to the Grand Finale of ames and slut Bed of Shame. or you can stop after the Strapon Tea party if so you wish, and leave the dimly lit boudoir for the more adventurous chaps, who are by now gagging for a bit of cock in their mouths.

I am positive that i have created a party, The Grand Slutathon, where all boy sluts can discover and express their inner boy whores, in a creative, complicit and fun environment, without rush or pushing. Forced bi, boy on boy action, is a huge fantasy for many straight men, but also, one that has to be explored with care and sensitivity. also, with dedicated filth in the mind (mostly on the Mistresses’ minds).

So what are you waiting for? You have been lurking, reading, watching, asking questions then timidly dissappearing form my radar. But the fantasy hasn’t gone away. it never will. So come along, drop us an email and we might make some room for you at the next Strapon Tea party, or the Slut Bed of Shame. The Grand Slutathon is for you, filthy boys. Click on the links for more info, forthcoming dates, and to wetten that appetite!


Slutahon May 14th – WE BROKE THE SLUT BED OF SHAME!

Yes, it’s not an exaggeration or a metaphor: my randy sluts, sweaty and wriggling on the Slut Bed of Shame… and it broke with a loud crack! That was not excuse to stop though, and they carried on gyrating, sucking and poking in a boy meat daisy chain of lust, till the very end.

Here are two replies that I received this morning in my inbox, from two still dazed slut guests:

“Dear Mistress Tytania
I just wanted to send a quick email to say I thoroughly enjoyed yesterday’s party. 
Please extend my thanks to both Ms Theda and Rebekka (and apologise for me not saying good bye to her before leaving).
I think my arse will need a while to recover! But what a great afternoon it was. 
I am not sure how much I really enjoyed the boy on boy action – I think things become blurred between reality vs fantasy but I wanted to try new things so that’s not a complaint in any way, more a reflection over night. I’m sure my thoughts will develop over the next few weeks as it’s funny how you fantasise about things, then reality seems slightly different but then you keep coming back the fantasy again but with now bits of the reality intermingled (if that all makes sense!)
Anyway, it was great to meet you all yesterday and thanks again.
Look forward to the next one!

A.”

“Dear Mistress,

Well what a fabulous event! I’d like to thank Yourself and the  Mistress’ Rebekka and Theda.
I enjoyed it tremendously and I hope you all did to!
I look forward to the next one I can make.
Kind regards,

R.

PS Sorry about the bed!”

Skingirl – skinhead fetish

I’ve had a skinhead fetish since I started going to my first fetish clubs, in my early twenties, and they were gay leather clubs and bars. I found the skinhead look a real turn on: the way gay culture had appropriated this msot masculine, butch subculture, and turned it upside down, into a gay icon. As gay culture has done with all male subcultures and looks.

When it comes to the women, I specially love the way skinbyrds, skingirls or rennies, look so androgynous and stylish. I confess to being avery popular woman when I turn up at regular fetish clubs in braces, Doc Martens boots and severe chelsea cut. And I love a man who appreciates such an un-lady like look in a woman.

 With Ms slide & a grovelling skingirl / punk Mistress fanboy


Why you need a dedicated email to contact Mistresses

The title may sound too obvious to even deserve any elaboration, but this week I was shocked to discover that many, many, far too many of my past and present and potential clients, use their personal, family, or even work email address.

Last week I decided to open a Google+ account and to use its calendar facilities to organise the dates for The Grand Slutathon, and to invite potential interested parties. I approached some of these former cleients myself, using the email addresses and details offered by Google.

To my surprise, their full real names, location and other details come up, for all to see.  Some contacted me, asking tob e removedf asap, which I did. one of my cleints helped me through it to ensure from both sides, that this breach of anonymity by Google could be fixed. The only solution was to scrap the calendar events altogether and forget about Goggle+

I would like to find it unbelievable, but sadly, I don’t. However, I don’t know what possessed Google, when they thought that exposing personal details every time somebody interacts with an otherwise anonymous email address, was a good idea.

But what shocks me even more, is that these men who visit professional Mistresses,  use email addresses where they give their full names, and often, profession, work details,etc. Many use what looks like their main email address; some, use their work email address, where I can easily see the company they run or that they work for, their job description, etc. I don’t need nor want to know. What you do in your private life is irrelevant to me, I am only interested in the slut I meet in my studio. real life dissolves temporarily in my presence, and that’s the joy of Domination.

Please gentlemen. You expect utter discretion from a professional Mistress and I do my darnest to provide it. But discretion is one of those things that must perhaps start at home?

If you contact professional Mistresses, escorts, or other types of people or services that are frowned upon by society at large, that could perhaps put your job, your relationship or your privacy in danger, please have a dedicated email address. so to recap – never email nor access websites from:

– Work or family computer

– Work laptop

-Work tablet or phone

– Work email address.

– Personal email address

It’s basic common sense, but I’m shocked at how often this needs to be reminded.

Open a private email address and maybe purchase a separate SIM card for your phone. Do it. Do it now! And thank me later.


Hair Fetish boy’s first appointment at the Salon

Met a boy with hair fetish today. He was hard as soon as he walked through the door. His kink: everything hair related. To let go in the hands of a fetish hair grooming specialist and feel the buzz of the electric razor on is skin, while I whisper… “will I shave your eyebrows too or not? At least one!”

So I tied him to the barber chair and commenced. I played with my electric clippers, shaving my initials on his furry belly. Pubic hair came later, scrotum hair, then just a tiny, tiny, half inch wedge on his scalp. He was mine when I ran my fingers through his hair and scalp, down th neck, fingertips first, then my nails… I had to tie him to the suspension rigging so I could shave his underarm hair (shockingly hairy!), chest and belly. To access the furthest recesses of his rump, I had to handcuff him and bend him over the buggery bench. Buzzzz again with my clippers, and bum, sack and crack were smooth as a frog’s. I took the opportunity to insert a buttplug in his tight, but very yielding, arse. I guess the smooth skin made things glide in more easily. Back on the barber’s chair, buttplug in, erection glorious and indefatigable. I warned him that if he was allowed to cum, I was going to style his hair with his own cum. Into his ear, while shaving the wispy fluff on is neck. He didn’t last long. I couldn’t stop wondering after he left: how many boys have a tent in their pants while sitting at the hair salon? Do the lady hairdressers notice? Not many Mistresses cater for this kink. But if you are into all things hair and control, or are in dire need of a good body shearing, ahead cropping or a wet shave in the hands of an erotic, domineering specialist lady… have a look at   The Evidence: Click on the photo above to go to his freshly written testimonial The Salon For Enforced Grooming & Shaving, my latest venture into the less trodden paths of kink. All limits respected, but adventurous gentlemen always welcome to discuss their fantasies. Because no two kinksters are the same, no two session comparable.

Ms Tytania is a Lifestyle Mistress

Ms Tytania is a lifestyle Mistress. Her world involves everyday life and the people around her. She also has a quintaessentially feminine nature that loves being pampered, waited on and worshipped. Her feet, legs, buttocks and body, dressed in nylons, vintage lingerie and corsets, are a woman worshipper’s dream.


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50’s Pinup: gloves, nylons, satin…


Mistress of the Erotic Art of Japanese Rope Bondage

Here is a tiny sample of what Ms Tytania is capable of doing with rope. As an accomplished Shibari Mistress, her rope bondage sessions are a feast for the eyes, the senses and the imagination.

Also as a blog entry: Submission in red: submissive boy hogtied in red rope, under my red leather DM boots.

 

View a full photo gallery of this Japanese Rope bondage suspension by clicking on the hyperlink or on the photo tryptich, above.

Planet Shibari: Ms Tytania boldly takes her securely, shibari – bound specimen where no rope bunny has been before.

 

Hogtie, facesitting and suspension.

After hogtying my subject on the floor, I had to indulge in a spot of facesitting. It didn’t take much to persuade me that rope suspension was the next step towards his total helplessness and immobilization. Shibari does the job every single time!

 

Japanese rope bondage and suspension in rubber.

Rope bondage, rope suspension… and shiny rubber!

 

Two Mistresses in rubber, one male specimen and miles of rope.

Ms Tytania and a dominant friend enjoy an evening in, tying up a male slave in rope. Hogties, humiliation and a shibari feast ensues!

 


Bespoke Kidnappings

When I started offering full, off the street kidnappings to very adventurous chaps, I knew I was part of a long history of providers of what is for many, a cherished dark fantasy. When I was at art college, I read about Brock Enright, a NYC artist who performed an arranged kidnapping as part of a live performance, and found himself innunated by emails from people who asked him if they’d kidnap them too. And how much would that cost. Being a struggling artist, he took up the opportunity and organized a very successful kidnappings for people who ere from the ones who felt an erotic frisson (I know those), to ladies who wanted to be locked up to lose weight. He’d tapped into a complex, but widely spread fantasy.

When I became a Pro-Domme, around the time when he was performing his bespoke kidnappings, I learned that being captured, held hostage and put to the test in captivity, was a hue turn on for many, too. For me, taking the role of predator and incarcerator, was dream come true.

I’ve always found this kind of power very exciting, because its the opposite of the age old image of the Dominatrix as a woman permanently locked in her own dungeon, or of she belongs to the perfumed classes, mollycoddled and flattered by slaves while she rests passively on velvet cushions. I’ve always preferred the image of a dominant woman, as woman of action. Lara Croft , rather than Anita Ekberg (even though I love both, for different reasons).

I also derive a lot of my ideas and preferences as a Domme from art, and I consider all my sessions and events an art performance. Try to prove me wrong, I’ll bore you to tears with my replies to the old: “yes, but is it art?”

UNDERGROUND FEMDOM is in a way my crossover version of Enright’s bespoke kidnappings from the early years of the decade. When I was at art college and read about him, i never imagined hat I’s find myself doing a very similar thing, in the name of Femdom. But life has proved me time and time again that it does indeed have a tendency to imitate art. Brock Enright says in and interview: “I’d rather live in a different world, but I don’t know what world that would be.”

I do. It’s the world that Ms Tytania has built. In my world, gentlemen get kidnapped off the streets of London by feral Femdom guerillas. And they thank them for the privilege. Because all art aspires at creating an alternative to the mundanity of Monday mornings.

Being kidnapped by a team of female predators, can be the most exhilarating form of D/s and power exchange that can be imagined.

Latest kidnapping and hostage video clips can be viewed on my members’ website, The Urban Chick Supremacy Cell. Join now!


Hogtie & tease session pictures

… and big boy, suspended upside down 🙂

 


Ms Tytania – Media Coverage

If you would like to contact Ms Tytania for an interesting, respectful and ethical discussion of BDSM, Femdom, sexual rights and censorship, you can email or phone her using the details on her Contact page. She does not take part in documentaries, reality shows, gossip programs or other forms of entertainment that treat niche sexualities like a new type of freak show. However, insightful, intelligent interviews and approach will get her attention and the benefit of her articulate expertise in all areas of niche sexualities, to your project.

Ms Tytania is the producer of The Urban Chick Supremacy Cell, the first UK adult video studio to challenge successfully ATVOD‘s regulations that are suffocating the thriving, independent adult studios, and forcing the UK public to opt for to a mainstream form of porn that disrespect both women, men and a healthy, varied, respectful approach to human sexuality. She still helps other studios who may have been targeted by this unfair legislation. Email her if have been contacted by ATVOD and need expert help from specialised lawyers.

She is a tireless campaigner for freedom of sexual expression and the arts with Backlash UK and has spoken publicly at symposiums, conference and debates. she ahs presneted many papers on the subject of female sexuality, gender and feminism.

She is also a doctoral candidate at a Russell Group British University, specialising in female sexual domination, non-normative gender and feminism. Expect to address her as Doctor Tytania very soon.

She has been on the media, in interviews and written her own articles. Here is a small selection of her words and contributions to the current debate on UK porn regulations, in mainstream papers and TV programs:

 

Franke Mullin for VICE – Your favourite porn will soon be banned!

The Keiser Reprot, Episode 691 – Russia Today (Video)

Zoe Williams for The Observer: Bound and gagged: the women urging a repeal of the porn laws

The Independent: Web Dominatrix wins David and Goliath battle against online porn regulators.

On the Backlash UK blog – Dominatrix and performance artist beats online regulators.

Ms Tytania writes for anti censorship campaigning group Sex & Censorship: The Porn Ban is Our Clause 28

Even Perez Hilton had something to say about Ms Tytania too!

On Buzzfeed: Porn Stars talk about the UK Porn Ban Law

On Spanish newspaper El País: Spanish Dominatrix lashes out at new pornography legislation in UK

 

 

 


Tying girls up

Trussing ladies up is not a pastime I indulge in very often, preferring the challenge of burly boys who are not uncommonly twice my size… but on this sunny afternoon last summer, I indulgently demostrated my rope skills on a willing girlfriend…

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Bastinado session

Bastinado is the ancient art of caning the soles of the feet. Allegedly from the Spanish word “bastonazo” (hitting with a stick or rod), and invented, according to legend, by the Spanish Inquisition to extract confessions form their victims. It certainly suited my fiery Spanish temperament today, and bastinado slut M went home a happy boy. I added a spot of facesitting and nipple tease to stretch the already remarkable endurance of his leathery feet 🙂

The bastinado photo gallery can be viewed on my website.

Bastinado slut M, came to my studio with this ingenous home made bastinado contraption in his bag. It never ceases to amaze me the lengths that some subs will get to to enjoy their kink. and how crative they can be with it, too.

As endorsed by the Spanish Inquisition


50 Shades of Censorship

I was interviewed by Isabella Smith for an article on the 50 Shades phenomenon and hypocrisy, in light of the current wave of censorship. I am quoted on a few occasions, but the whole article is well worth a read:

“This movie is responsible for the most streamed trailer of 2014. At the height of its not-easily-understated popularity, the book on which it is based prompted a run on whips and handcuffs (and a 78 per cent increase in sales) at Ann Summers. This is not your ordinary V-day schmaltz.

Fifty Shades of Grey is a story about a 21 year old virgin falling desperately in love with a wealthy young entrepreneur with a “burning smoky gaze”, who proceeds to buy her a MacBook and a car, hoping to convince her she should sign away her ability to consent to being flogged, gagged and genitally clamped.

Funny then, that on December 2 last year, Parliament introduced the Audiovisual Media Services Act 2014 (AMSA), which banned UK studios from making porn depicting many of the sex acts that made 2012 the most saturated summer ever for the bikini bottoms of sun lounger bound, Kindle-toting mums.”

Full article here: 50 Shades of Censorship – Artefact Magazine, London.


With Backlash at the London Fetish Fair

I’ll be manning a stall for Backlash UK today, January 11th 2015, at the London Fetish Fair. I’ll be handing out leaflets, talking to people and answering, to my best knowledge, your questions regarding ATVOD, the AVMS legislation (aka Porn Ban Law), etc, etc. and of course, we will be accepting donations. Come and help us fund our many cases defending freedom of sexual expression and anti censorship campaigns.


This anti-porn Law is the new Clause 28

It’s been a challenging, but electrifying last few weeks since the AVMS (Audio Visual and Media Services) Regulations came into force on December 1st. I found the whole experience inspiring and invigorating: I’ve been asexual freedoms activist with Backlash UK for years, so it was great to get a voice, go mainstream, and come out demanding acceptance, respect and tolerance, from a government tht seems formed by little schoolboys who are stills cared of the girls.

I wrote an article on Sex and Censorship, a sexual freedoms group, comparing the way normally apolitical groups, such as porn producers and the kink scene, found a voice when feeling persecuted and united to protest and resist. This phenomenon reminded me of Thatcher’s infamous Clause 28, that politicised an otherwise largely hedonistic, apolitical group, reinvigorating the gay movement instead of silencing it, as the Clause tried to do.

“Section 28 of the Local Government Act 1988 banned the promotion, and even the discussion in schools, of homosexuality as a valid form of family relationship. It used the predictable argument of protecting children from harm. But as is often the case, the legislators were twenty years behind the times and unprepared for an urban, unclosetted gay community that was proud of its nascent culture, articulate and ready for battle. According to the papers of the day, lesbians abseiled into the House of Lords; gay activists crashed into the BBC Studios and highjacked the news. It was claimed that:putting Clause 28 through parliament was one of the greatest promotions of homosexuality we have ever seen.” “

Read the full article here: This anti-porn Law is our Clause 28