Introducing... The Raynor Retainer!

I'm of the opinion that good behaviour should be rewarded, especially of those I've grown very fond of (some probably know who they are!).

As vulgar as it can be to talk about that which makes the world go round, I've decided to experiment with a new way for my existing regular gents to be at my whims more often. My most frequent visitors darken my door once per week for an hour at a time, so four per month on average. To keep things simple, I'm going to give three options:

4 hours booked = £800 normally (add on 1 hour pro gratis)
8 hours booked = £1600 normally (add on 2 hours pro gratis)
16 hours booked = £3200 normally (add on 3 hours pro gratis)

Caveats:
- We must have already sessioned at least twice and have very good chemistry.
- The balance is to be settled in advance.
- If any other professional joins us, then your own arrangements with them are separate.

Some might say the above would detract from the 'romance' of a dynamic, but I disagree, as I'm the sort of person who likes to have things planned out. Instead of  individual meetings, I get to have the pleasure of weaving together an arc of connecting liaisons, culminating in a series of well paced crescendos. Imagine knowing that you have 16 hours of impending session time already arranged?

Sessions on xmas day and NYE

For the very first time, I'll be taking sessions on xmas day, boxing day and throughout all of NYE (until 2am). I'm not one for the festive season at all, so have decided to make my own entertainment. I may be taking same day sessions on those days, however the usual deposit caveats will apply.

My Lair of Despair is currently undergoing some improvements and new pieces are being added, so be among the first to experience them. Start as you mean to go on next year and carpe diem!

Duos with The Hunteress, Lilse von Hitte and Easter sessions

Mistress Lilse von Hitte and I last night after a double session (photo kindly taken by our  minion).

On the 14th and 20th I'll be hosting duo sessions with the legendary Hunteress. Book quickly, as availability won't last long. I'll also be available for sessions over the Easter Weekend from the 15th-18th.As always, priority will be given to those I have seen previously.

My slave girl

This being my first blog post in a year, I am pleased to make it an extremely good one! I have the use of a delightful young lady who can join us in sessions. Eryn is a highly experienced and obedient lifestyle slave and is brand new to the professional scene. Having known her and her owner for a number of years, I enjoy her company greatly (and you will too).

She loves role play, domestic discipline, heavy and restrictive bondage, gags, nt and genital torture to name but a few. She can even orgasm (or not) at my verbal command.

You can be dealt with together, join me in tormenting her or simply be a voyeur to her mistreatment. Do note that deposit is required to secure your session.

Edinburgh - Jan 24th/25th and duos with Lady Annisa!

As many of you will know by now, I'll be spending two days sessioning in Edinburgh for the first time in around 4 years. I lived in Edinburgh for 5 years before moving to London 10 years ago, so am well versed with the city. The first dungeon I ever hired was near Haymarket station and was owned by Mistress Ava - those were the days! My first ever session was cling film mummification and the fondly remembered Mr Wibble started my love affair with Châteauneuf-du-Pape.

Deposits (via £50 Amazon gift certificate to rebekkaraynor@hotmail.com) are mandatory after we arrange a session.

Sunday 24th
I'll be in my central serviced apartment from 12pm until 8pm. As I'll be travelling for 5 days prior, I won't have access to my usual vast array of artillery, but I should be well armed if requests are made far enough in advance (I leave London on the 18th). The tribute is a flat rate of £150ph (or £75 for 30 minutes of torment).

Monday 25th
I'm extremely pleased to be doing duo sessions with Lady Annisa from her premises from 12pm-7pm. She is someone who I've admired for many a year - her personal ethos, skill and creative flair (please read her website here). The tribute is £340ph.

Duo sessions with Mistress Lilse von Hitte, Dec 23rd

I'm delighted to announce an evening of duo sessions near Russell Square (London) with Mistress Lilse von Hitte, Wed Dec 23rd from 5.30pm. Apply via our websites only.

www.MistressLilse.com
www.RebekkaRaynor.com

Dungeon refurbishment

Just a little update for those who have not yet experienced the upgrades I have made to my dungeon. Having grown tired of the cold feel of a grey floor, I opted for some warmth and had a kink friendly tradesman install a dark wood effect. I have also been playing furniture tetris to get the best use out of the space. After a long day thrashing bottoms, it really is calming to put everything back in it's rightful place (and I don't merely mean just the slaves!). I'm very much a perfectionist and I also like change, thus am oft to be found reorganising my space and making improvements every few months.

Speaking of change, I have removed some activities which no longer interest me in order to focus more on those that do. My love of boots has far outstripped my love of shoes for example, so I will most likely be selling the majority of them. One can never have enough leather boots! I spend the majority of my sessions these days doing things on the heavier end of SM (much to my delight), so have deleted the more 'fluffy' of activities. For those regulars who have already seen me for lighter activities, I am still happy to have you visit.

The new smoking section of my sessions page.

Some photos of my gorgeous refurbishment!

Webcam, Slayers party review and The Cruel Huntress

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The next Grand Slutathon Party, May 22nd

As those of you who have previously been to said parties, it is not to be missed. For those yet to be privy to the delights of multiple Mistresses making slaves do deplorable things to each other, you may feast your eyes on the details here:

http://mstytania.net/2012/01/30/slutathon-we-are-like-no-other-slut-party/

New toys & new pervy apparel

My blog is long overdue an update!

This weekend sees the London Fetish Fair in it's relatively new venue of the Renaissance Rooms in Vauxhall. It's one of the best venues the event has had and it's more easily accessible.

Those savvy among you will notice that my site has had a slight aesthetic update. Much to the delight of some of you, I have updated my Apparel page with worn items for you to get your mitts on. See the full details here: http://www.rebekkaraynor.co.uk/apparel.html

My own land based domain has enjoyed an overhaul also, and now has 7ft x 3ft mirrors on two sides of the spanking bench, providing an unparalleled view of your forlorn face as you are subjected to a variety of torments from the rear. Of course, the view goes both ways and you can also be treated to a view of me as your punishment is being dished out. This month should see me receive my long looked forward to suspension unit - 2.4m high, 1.2m deep and 2m wide, plenty of room to see yourself strung up from the aforementioned mirrors. I have quite a lot of new toys since my last update leather sleep sack, cbt items, paddles and new rubber restraints etc.

Last month's cuckolding session, and the next!

Years ago I had never enjoyed the thought of cuckolding sessions, though I had done similar in private. If you are familiar with my modelling work then you will realise that I'm somewhat of an exhibitionist. That, coupled with a love of exquisite torture is a match well met.

The forced bi/cuckolding day with the 23 year old last month went well very indeed. Egos were crushed, body parts violated and of course - Veni, vidi, vici! The first time he was utilised, he joined a slave and I for the last 30 minutes of a two hour session, those first two hours focusing on CP. The final 30 minutes were spent with them giving me visual gratification, almost like jesters performing for the amusement of the court. The second session was a joint forced bi/cuckolding scenario. Because I am a fair Mistress, I decided to punish them both equally, having them bent over the bondage table at either side of me, using my occasional ambidextrousness on their backsides to encourage a rosy glow. Their nipples next each bore the brunt of my will, spinning them up in each others chained nipple clamps and having them attempt not pull on each other as they moved in a circle as a unit, my lash determining their speed. After (a tiny portion of) my sadism was spent, I took my pleasure in the young one. The slave who I found exceedingly unattractive was made to watch as I took what I wanted. Once I reached a conclusion and had recovered, he was permitted to attempt to fumble his clumsy way into whatever it is one would call whatever it was he was doing with his genitals, but took so long that eventually I told him to get out and finish in the loo of a nearby pub. You couldn't make it up.

I am going to have another in the coming weeks, this time with an extremely, overwhelmingly attractive and experienced 33 year old, pierced (of the genital variety) stud. He is totally straight, so will have him all to myself. Again, I found him online and have enjoyed his ministrations many a time both in private and at fetish events. What he does for me physically, you could only dream. It is only natural that your skill levels are inferior, that is, if any woman has ever pitied you enough to let you try. Dates are set for Sunday October 20th and Monday 21st (what a pleasant way to spend my birthday!)

In other good news I have a new toy, in the shape of a Tower of Pain. Here it is in action during a 5 hour bondage session.

King Dong's first forced bi session.

I have found the most delightful young man (a tall, slender and succulent 23 year old), willing to do very debauched things during sessions for the sheer fun of it. I found him on Fetlife. In addition to his myriad of other charms, one of the most noteworthy aspects about him is his gargantuan appendage. This beast would blot out the sun, were it not kept caged in his undergarments. I kid ye not.

The role play for the first session he was unleashed in was thus: the client and I had been out on a date and I had taken him home in lieu of some fun and frottage. Naturally in these scenarios with myself, it is fun and frottage of an altogether unexpected nature. I'll leave the detail for your imagination (or eventual realisation) but needless to say that my client was thoroughly used, under my expert direction.

A myriad of new canes.

I am in the process of preparing a new batch of canes, 10 to be precise. For the purposes of hygiene (and also because I love new toys!) they are changed regularly, although there are some I will not part with due to sentimental reasons.

They have been soaked, cleaned and next the knots will be sanded off, the entire length polished then handles affixed. I have yet to decide on a rubber or leather grip. A few of my implements have been made or commissioned by myself, as I find using them a much more personal act than utilising something that has been picked from a shelf.

A fresh posterior under a fresh cane is quite an experience.

The Chastised Accountant

Below is an image of an implement that was used today, to show an accountant why it was a very bad idea indeed to peek into the ladies loos at work. On his knees, after confessing his misdemeanour and his chronic inability to control his urges, I decided that a punishment of 20 strokes of the tawse would be a sufficient deterrent for future erring. It was certainly a 30 minutes to remember, and he left to go back to his desk before his lunch break finished a more humble and better behaved male.

Because of my location, more than a fair few gents visit me for corporal punishment during lunch breaks, and I often wonder which of them spend the rest of the day in an endorphined state, having a lesser portion of their brain than normal on the job as opposed to those to whom the activity gives more focus. To those who have had the pleasure, only they know...

Edinburgh sessions this December

I am very pleased to say that I'll be dishing out the punishment in Edinburgh during December 15th and 16th. It has been roughly two years since the opportunity has been had and I'm looking forward to the already booked time with slaves from 10 years ago and meetings some new ones too.

Sessions will take place in a discrete serviced apartment near the West End. Obviously there is a limit to what one can do outside a dungeon, so do not expect to be suspended from any chandeliers! As is stands, my schedule is:
Saturday 15th: Sessions from 3pm-8pm
Sunday 16th: Sessions from 5pm-10pm

Those who have my number are welcome to call, but please read my updated website firstly.

And for those in the know, I have a new toy.

Public humiliation on Edinburgh's Princes Street

I've been thinking about a client who used to see me years ago back in Edinburgh, brought on by seeing a brand of wine he used to bring me (Chateauneuf du Pape, as it happens). The sight is not a rarity at Raynor Towers, but my mind wandered down memory lane of deviant deeds past.

I would have fun with him on Princes Street (which is the equivalent of Oxford Street in London for those not in the know), him following while I wore my best pair of spiked boots accompanied with tight leather trousers. At random points along our path I'd snap my fingers and he'd fall to his knees and kiss them. I'd snap again to summon him to rise, sometimes lingering over the expression of humiliation and fear on his face as his lips caressed my boots but his eyes darted round in all directions to the people around us, like a gazelle looking for lions. I drank in his fear. Once I was sufficiently sated, we'd continue our stroll, him a few paces behind me. He'd take the abuse because he adored me, knowing that putting him though uncomfortable situations was part of how I had my thrills with him. Once we walked from the East to the West end, there was a short walk to the dungeon where he'd continue being a conduit for my amusement, albeit in a more physically sadistic way.

I wanted him fearful after our walks. If he came to visit me straight from the office, he would of course feel the heightening sense of excitement and unease during the day, but nothing even close to way he'd feel after being made to repeatedly kiss my boots on the cities busiest shopping street.

Those were the days. I hired premises near Haymarket station from a Mistress who was operating at the time, Mistress Ava. Some of you may remember her.

Back then I used a different email address before the move to London and subsequently lost touch with a few people who used to reach the parts no other slaves could reach. If this is you, I'd love to see your tongue on my boots on Oxford Street.

And for your viewing pleasure, here is me with a new friend at Club Rub last weekend.

Suffering...

" 'The real power, the power we have to fight for night and day, is not power over things, but over men.’ He paused, and for a moment assumed again his air of a schoolmaster questioning a promising pupil: ‘How does one man assert his power over another, Winston?’

Winston thought. ‘By making him suffer,’ he said.

‘Exactly. By making him suffer. Obedience is not enough. Unless he is suffering, how can you be sure that he is obeying your will and not his own? Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.' "

I will be impressed if you know which book this intoxicating passage is from without using a search engine.

Interview with Sin zine

The wondeful people who so lovingly bring you Club Antichrist and The Alterium, also bring you Sin Zine. Being their club's resident dominatrix, it was only a matter of time before the lovely Alyss Abyss saught to question me.

You can read her findings here.

Lovely presents from slaves.

I had a few pleasant surprises during June and July. Thank you to the boys - you know who you are.

Here's one I made earlier...

With his hands tied flush against his upper back, wearing nipple clamps along with my newly improved humbler, there is little hope to be had in the prospect of escape.