Where did that $70,000 cash go from Slave Elias and his tiny burnt dick expense

Miss Viola

Domme in Training

Mistress Lynne published this morning about Elias Sterling in The Corroder of the Unfaithful. I read it the way I read everything she produces — twice. Elias in the purple-tiled medical room, strapped to the purple examination table, the electric cage on his tiny burnt penis. Oh my God! And then Nurse Charlotte adjusting the voltage dial up to torture him for hours and hours last night, Elias will never live this down. I heard it cost him $70,000 so far just for touching his tiny locked up cock. Lynne watching with the crop in her hand. Her decision to not touch him at all. To stand and be present and let Nurse Charlotte be the instrument while she remained the cause. This is what the textbooks I read at Harvard, where I graduated from, would call presence without intervention. Brilliant really.

My Harvard Master's gave me fluency in behavioral reinforcement, classical conditioning, the psychology of power exchange, a dozen typologies of submission and dominance. None of them taught me something adjacent to what Mistress Lynne has. How to take all of that psychology and financially ruin a man for your own benefit.

The question her post left me with is one I do not have the standing to answer yet. She chose not to touch him. She chose to be present. I am twenty-nine years old. I am in a training suite in an underground purple mansion in Urbington, Alabama, watching very powerful and highly protected woman operate at a level of mastery I will spend years trying to approximate. The gap between knowing what she does and being able to hold it in my body is the entire education. I wish I had been there to see the $70,000 cash, who knows where that is now. I am sure Harry the Handler has handled it already. Things do happen quick around here.

Miss Viola