It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted a proper review to my blog…
I can’t tell at this point if it’s mostly because almost every visitor I see is a devout regular or if it’s due to the waning overall interest in review boards in general with the recent seizure of Seattle’s TRB, but the other day when a returning fetishist (and phenomenal writer) penned up this offering, I couldn’t help but share.
While I requested a bit of ambiguity due to the nature of what we did, he has still managed to perfectly captured what our day together was like.
I hope you sweet readers enjoy his commentary as much as I enjoyed him in the flesh!
Original Link: https://www.tnaboard.com/showthread.php?1067958-Born-Again-with-Domina-Victoria-Rage
Born Again with Domina Victoria Rage
TNA Username: VictoriaRageService Type: FetishIncall/Outcall: IncallGender: FemaleBody type: CurvyAccurate Pics?: Exact MatchEthnicity: WhiteSkin Tone: PaleDate of Meeting: 06/09/2016Recommended?: Yes.
Normally a human is born into the world naked and helpless, dependent on their parents for everything, emerging from the warm red heaven of their mother’s womb and into the cold brightness without.
Visiting Ms. Victoria Rage you experience the reverse.
You abandon control and emerge naked and though you might think you’re fully formed you will soon learn that change is in store. You will be constricted, you will have your choices removed, and through those losses you will discover new territory within yourself.
This is not cruelty (necessarily) this is control. Ms. Rage is in full control of her domain. Her playground is a stark red den of obedience. The tools she plies and which will soon instruct your devotion are located on the walls or stored in drawers to be unveiled then unleashed.
The most persuasive instrument, though, is Ms. Rage herself. Her confidence and her laugh, they unsettle and they command. Your limits will be tested gleefully. Time passes like clouds, remote and silent, while she treats your body and psyche to the full range of her manipulations.
As for me and my experience, I had nearly every nerve stretched until I was a shuddering mass obedient and stimulated, begging for Ms. Rage’s next indulgence. I strained against the room’s restraints and against myself until I stumbled out into the light of day, barely able to process the experience I’d just been through.