Manchester Mistress Lady Cornelia's Bottom Worshiping Slaves at it again Wearing Tights and getting Horney!

Well slaves, hello from your favourite Mistress in Manchester, Lady Cornelia.

I've been seeing my 'Body worship' slave's this week and as you all know this is a practise is more physical, tie & tease sessions rather then BDSM and its all about physically reverencing of your Mistress in respect of parts of her body as My submissive at My Manchester Dungeon.

The typical kinds of body worship that has happened this week has included worshipping my legs, my calf muscles, feet, buttocks, boots while both of us where wearing tights.

Body worship is very popular with My slaves and among people of all sexual orientations and gender identities and lots of my lovely Mistress friends are great Double Dommes for sessions and body worship, as this is one of My favourite pastimes during the week, if and when I can fit you into my schedule that is.
　
The slave that visited me this week is always prostrated on his knees to me when I walk into the Dungeon, which I feel re-enforcing a sense of inferiority. My " subs" generally licks, kisses and fondle my tights in a less conventional way, but "Ooh no, no intimate touching is not allowed. " The aspect of erotic humiliation is perhaps appreciated by bearing in mind the commonplace phrase "kiss my ass."

Here is my slaves story…

　

For me Mistress, it started when I was about 4 years old in the early 80's. My mother used to buy L'eggs, and would let me play with the egg before she'd take out the hose and put the hose on. As with all children, curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to play with the stuff inside the egg but I wasn't allowed to. But as I grew older I couldn't help but wonder about how something small in an egg could cover a grown woman's lower body. Being in the 80's I wasn't short of seeing lots of pantyhose on women or girls at school so my curiosity grew bigger. Around home I would look for an egg laying about the place with the hope of finding the hose inside but no such luck, always empty.

When I was 11 I found a pair of my mother's tanned pantyhose laying about. With my mother not around I quickly took them into my room and tried them on, they felt amazing! It was like an emotional release as this finally the moment I got to experience something that has been a mystery for me for a few years. However, it didn't last long as my mother came walking down the hall and saw me quickly shove my legs under the bed.

"What are you wearing?" She asked.
"Nothing" I replied.
"Are you wearing my hose?"
"Well", I replied "wrestlers wear tights, I'm being a wrestler"
"But they don't wear women's tights" Was her reply.
I protested that I wanted to wear them, but I was firmly told that as a boy, I'm not supposed to wear women's clothing, that it's wrong to do so. So I should stop being silly, take them off and put my pants on.

I felt dejected.
However, it didn't stop me taking hose from my mother.
Not long after that episode with the tanned pantyhose, I would sneak around into her room and look for more, and I would always find a few pairs that I would take and hide under my pillow. I also found some slips and stuff that I would also try on but didn't get the same feeling I did as I did with pantyhose and now I see Lady Cornelia my favourite pantyhose wearer in Manchester, it's just tights heaven for me...

No wonder my slaves obsessed with pantyhose hey, especially with My legs and prickly to when I'm wearing my diamond studded tights? Love My naughty little tights pervert!
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Equestrian Manchester Mistress Lady Cornelia's Eight Venom Strokes and CBT!

It had started like any other session. At the appointed time to serve her, I followed my mistress into the chamber where she told me to get undressed. I took off my clothes and kneeled naked in front of her with my head bowed starring at the floor in front of me. I didn't know that my mistress had something special in mind for her amusement.

I could see the toes of her long leather boots as she stood in front of me. I knew from just being there that she was wearing her long leather boots, jodhpurs and a tight fitted white shirt. As she circled round me ensuring that I was clean and well shaved as she demanded. I could hear her tapping her favourite crop against her thigh. When she was behind me I heard the footsteps of her boots on the wooden floor, then the footsteps stopped.

"Slave" she sighed "Start playing with yourself"

"Yes Mistress", I replied . "And do you have the mental capacity to know how to do it?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress" I answered.

"Then why," my mistress demanded "are you waiting?"

"I'm sorry Mistress", I said apologetically.

"That," she stated "will be ten lashes".

I assumed my position on all fours with my face to the ground and offered my bottom, raised in the air, for punishment. The first stroke stung the flesh on my buttocks as she brought the crop down on my behind, making a lovely smacking sound. "One. Thank you Mistress".

The next eight strokes were applied with equal venom before the final stroke of admonishment was delivered with even more force. "Ten, thank you Mistress you are so kind."I said as a breathed heavily. My checks were red and burning and I felt as warm inside as they felt.

I stayed in position as my Mistress walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a cock and ball implement and some rope.

"This will be useful" she said. "Lift you head up."

I did as I was told and she tied me up and proceeded to place a clamp on my bollocks. She sat in front of me then straddled my back as if I was her horse, "Now it's time for pain." A jerk of the rope and I went further down on my knees again as she played with my bollocks and forced them into the device after pushing me down onto my back.

"Lets see the doggie do a trick. Back on your knees now the device is on and Beg me." my mistress demanded. She yanked the rope and I sat up on my hunches, looking up at her, my arms bent at the elbow obediently. "Now on your back for me."

I went down on my back, legs up and bent at then knee, my arms still bent at the elbow with the clamp tight on my balls like a dog with its legs in the air.

Standing where my feet would have been were they not raised above the ground she looked down at me, her blue eyes staring into mine. Slowly she bent over and put the end of the crop gently under my chin. Then steadily she moved it down my belly, moving slowly but inexorably towards my cock and balls. She used the leather to gently manipulate my penis which was lying hard on my stomach. She gently flicked my member left and right and at the same time the leather caressed my shaft.

I could feel my cock getting harder as she moved down and massaged my balls with the end of the crop running it carefully and deliberately over my ball sacks before putting the shaft of the crop between my backside and rubbing the end of the crop against me. My cock grew and hardened, something, which hadn't escaped the notice of my mistresses.

"Ooh look, horsey's got a bone, she said, lol...".

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Manchester Mistress Lady Cornelia's Slave Story of the Punishment Wheel and Boot Worship...

I was naked and on all my hands and knees in front of Her. Before I knew anything, She had taken two pairs of handcuffs and cuffed together both my wrists and my ankles. She very gently lightly touched the underside of my balls, which were hanging down and exposed to her mercy. "Be quiet, or I'll spank your balls!" She said. "Yes Mistress" I crocked as an answer. "Good," She laughed. My terror was complete and less than an hour ago, I had never met this Woman before, and She had barely spoken a complete sentence to me. Yet here I was, exposed naked and vulnerable in the most explicit way, knowing nothing about her (apart from reading her website) except that she was going to whip me, give me CBT, tie me up, punish me and place me on the leather wheel like the bitch I am. Mistress Cornelia showed me with two whips and asked me to kiss the one that I wanted her to use. Not knowing anything, I kissed one. "well done," She said. She put a booted foot on my head and lowered my face to the ground. "Watch this," She said, as she stood behind me and I looked between my legs to see my flaccid penis and drooping balls hanging between my legs and the image of her booted legs and the whip standing behind me. I endured my first whipping and my cock got harder and harder. She sat down, obviously satisfied. My ass hurt due to the anal toy and strap-on, but I tolerated them with pleasure. My naked red ass after spanking stung and I was cuffed at the wrists and ankles. I loved the feeling of her being in control and taking away mine. My job is stressful and the thought of giving away my control to this beautiful tall Mistress dressed in jodhpurs, shirt and corset made the experience even more controlling. This was something of a fantasy for me. I obeyed her completely and immediately, and started to kiss and lick the bottom of her boots. She apparently enjoyed it. She moaned and laughed ever so slightly and re-adjusted her sitting position. Not knowing if I was pleasuring her or discomforting Her, she told me to stand up and looked up at her. As I lifted my head from the floor, I saw that her blouse was open and I could see her magnificent breasts in a black bra. Suddenly, a tremendous spasm shook my body with an intensity unlike anything that I had experienced before or after. I gently withdrew her boot from my mouth and looked to see that I had apparently developed another very hard and throbbing erection. I had been so obsessed with worshipping and making love to her legs and boots that I didn't even realise it. She had used her other boot to press at the base of my penis and she had led me to sexual orgasm - the most powerful and intense of my life - in the 20 prior years and in the 20 subsequent years. While I was worshipping and making love to her boot, she had taken from me my slave virginity - I knew that this had been a sexual experience with my Mistress. I gazed up at her and whispered, "I adore you Mistress." She smiled.

Mistress Lady Cornelia's Website - http://www.mistressladycornelia.co.uk/ and mobile phone number - 07563 058296