Good afternoon to My army of misfits and the curious,
As you all will have noticed I, Leeds Mistress Firefly have been rather quiet on social media and this post page of late but I am back now. I am not going to rattle on for ages, or I might… ‘Just going to update you all on what’s been going on and what is to come’.
Let Me kick off by mentioning the most glamorous and kinky bestie a Girl could have, Sussex Mistress Manouche who was up at the Leeds BDSM Playroom with Myself, Leeds Mistress Firefly at the end of June. Once again neither one of Us tweeted much that week, We were both having dog dramas and all of you that know Us well know Our furry monsters will always be at the top of the pecking order with zero exceptions!
I can say on behalf Us; a huge thank you to all the misfits who attended that bonkers week you were all an absolute tonic through what was a very dark time, even though I was absolutely exhausted by the end of it and couldn’t get Sussex Mistress Manouche back on Her train home fast enough! Five-days of
debauched Double Female Domination playtimes along with supping outrageous cocktails and scoffing belting food with the family and best friends, painting pots and laughing through the tears. My bat-shit-crazy bestie (or as misfit cinderella refers to Her as Sloth because She prowls),
Sussex Mistress Manouche will be back at the Leeds BDSM Playroom the end of September and this time I WILL be prompt sending out invites.
The first human-toy on today’s agenda was a nervous novice that dared to visit Me, Leeds Mistress Firefly for a second time. The first visit he won the ‘poor performance’ title by not lasting longer than twenty-five minutes before he got himself far too worked up which resulted in an accident. The second playtime wasn’t much different apart from My choice of activities were slightly more sadistic than the
previous one. My human-toy was shitting his pants when being restrained to Firefly’s Goliath then only to discover I had a yearning to play with electrical sounds… ‘you can just picture the look of absolute horror on his face as I ripped open a packet of sterile lube and set about My torturous ways. Very
carefully allowing My human-toy’s cock to devour the sleepy sound before I put some power into it, he hated it but then all of a sudden I fine tuned My method and BOOM! Just under forty-minutes and he had a huge accident… ‘Fair to say I thoroughly mocked him for being pathetic, both of us laughing I, Leeds Mistress Firefly decided that ‘giddy kipper’ was the perfect name for him.’ I should also add to the end of this paragraph that he still retains the ‘poor performance’ title.
I, Leeds Mistress Firefly just nearly made the fatal mistake of mentioning a piece of fresh-meat I played with the other week, but NO, thank goodness I remembered the conversation on privacy! So all of you please note, should you never want to be talked about please trust My word everything will stay between Me and you.
“Holy bloody moly, I nearly forgot to inform you all of a picture I posted on Twatter when Sussex Mistress Manouche was up North”!
On this given afternoon Sussex Mistress Manouche had one of Her misfit’s in (I’ve never met him), dressed in tight latex She hits the Leeds BDSM Playroom and I, Leeds Mistress Firefly head to training. Later that afternoon Our misfit, cinderella was taking Us out for cocktails and scran at the Alchemist and being a lovely hot day both Manouche and I are wearing floaty summer frocks, however a hilarious wardrobe malfunction was about to occur…
We’re skipping through the Trinity when Myself and cinderella notice that Manouche had adopted a rather strange walk, looking at each other then at Her, She blurts out, “I’m trying My hardest to hold My crackers up as they’re falling down”. Next minute they’re around her ankles, then on the floor and very quickly snapped up and placed in Her handbag. All three of Us are in hysterics as a lad walks out the public toilet and witnesses the whole cracker-saga.
It doesn’t end here…
Deciding to sit on the terrace as the weather is lovely and smoking is allowed I sit with My back to the busy bar and restaurant whilst Sussex Mistress Manouche and misfit cinderella are sat facing it. Manouche orders Her usual, Mad Hatter cocktail and the dramatics commence. Having a good natter with a group of Ladies on the next table as they filmed the most over-the-top, show pony cocktails and
Mixologist do their thing, I Leeds Mistress Firefly am faced with two perfectly formed breasts starring Me straight in the face; I kick cinderella who then informs Manouche through fits of laughter that She should really put ‘them’ away. In Manouche’s defence She had lost a bit of weight through doggy stress.
Boobs safely back in dress with only a few folk noticing, then one popped out again to say hello. At this point I am stood up chewing the fat with a friend of twenty plus years, on returning back to the table I notice Manouche’s dress is secure… Our misfit had only used the fallen thong to knot the straps on the back of Her dress fortunately Her hair is long enough to cover the crackers that have now saved the dress. There’s always bloody drama when this absolute Gorgeous Creature comes to Town. ‘Cracker saga’ done.
I, Leeds Mistress Firefly am available at My privately owned and fully equipped Leeds BDSM Playroom seven-days a week unless stated otherwise. I only see two human-toys a day so same day playtimes are not on the menu, advance bookings only and if I have not met you before I will require a small deposit.
My Leeds BDSM Playroom is situated 1.9 miles from Leeds Central Station and pretty much the same distance off the M621, discreet, sterile with ample on street free safe parking.
ALL PLAYTIMES ARE TAILORED TO SUIT (MY WAY!)
Leeds Mistress Firefly. 07761 184 643.
Sussex Mistress Manouche. 07516 668 585.
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