|Warsaw Prison: Lady Daria|
One of my ambitions in BDSM would be to meet a professional mistress in all developed countries in the world.
Interview with Victor from BDSAIME blog in France
I heard about her just by searching “BDSM prison” in google. Then I found Warsaw Prison’s website, and it felt like a dream to me. I spent 2 hours in a row on her website, reading the same pages again and again just for the pleasure. I understood that she clearly was an above-average professional mistress, even if I don’t like to “rate” mistresses. As I wrote in my article, she has this cold intelligence, but also is intuitive and creative. The combination of these 3 factors in such intensity is very rare.
"She has this cold intelligence, but also is intuitive and creative."
I like to say that I was ready to not be ready for this stay.
I don’t regret it because I learned a lot thanks to this stay. Also, set aside all of these boring personal considerations, I have known some great BDSM moments. Rigorous physical immobilization, the best tape mummification I have known so far, mind game, isolation and the list goes on... Physical pleasure was here all along!
"The control freak syndrome"
Also, let’s not forget that I took sexual pleasure, I was intellectually amazed by what she built, I cried out of exhaustion (which is great), I learned about myself as a person and I grew up as a slave. What else could’ve I ask for at 24 years old?
Victor from BDSAIME blog about his stay at Warsaw Prison
Anyway! All of this to say that this night I was torn apart between copy the lines to please Lady Daria and my pitiful mental state. I was out of my mind, really. I yelled her name in my cell, but she didn’t come. I don’t know whether she couldn’t hear me or just ignored me. I almost press the emergency button. I am glad she didn’t come that night though. If she did, things could have gone wrong because of me and the stay would have ended. I wouldn’t even have cared to be alone on my own at night in a country I know nothing about. But I guess she would have refused kicking me out at night, as the responsible person she seems to be.
I finally just felt asleep to stop feel anything. I was exhausted and deeply depressed. In the morning I was feeling much better and rational at last. But I didn’t copy the lines I was supposed to copy!
"I almost gave up twice." – Victor at Warsaw Prison
|Warden Lady Daria|
"Listen to her and her advice"
Lady Sas: Many thanks for your detailed answers and interesting insights, Victor.