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Extreme femdom tortureI did not write this. What is given below is a first hand account of one slaves extreme punishment at the hands of a Mistress who shows no mercy.link: http://www.maxfisch.com/thehang/ubbthreads.php/ubb/showthreaded/Number/1556910/Searchpage/1/Main/147753/Words/chalet/Search/true/Long_term_imprisonment_tortureStory:I was fortunate enough to spend three days with Madame Celeste de Monial, at the house of Madame Carah, at Germany’s infamous Chalet of Pain (COP).http://celeste-de-monial.com/http://www.sm-langzeiterziehungen.com/http://www.sm-langzeiterziehungen.com/gastladys.htmlFirst I will talk about the COP, which is unlike any other dungeon I have seen, and totally different from a studio experience. For many years, Madame Carah has specialized in long term torture and imprisonment sessions. She has turned her extensive rural property into a living hell for slaves, with heavy chains, many cold and dark cells, and many opportunities for real torture. This is a miniature version of the OWK, but designed for a single victim at a time.Suffering here is personal and intense. One of the highlights of the COP is the small, underground bunker, which offers no hope of escape, and leaves a slave totally alone in sadness and despair. When not being tortured, it was here that I spent my time at the COP.So, what of Madame Celeste? Firstly, her pictures are totally genuine, and nothing has been photo-shopped. In fact, Madame Celeste looks even better in real life. She is quite petite, very slim, and always looked amazing throughout my time with her. I have always liked Gothic women, and her make-up, style, clothing, jewelry, piercings … all of this makes, for me at least, the perfect domina. Madame Celeste also has very strong English, so we had no problems communicating during our time together, which was a relief to me as the German I studied in my youth is long forgotten.When I arrived at the railway station, I was met by Madame Carah and Madame Celeste. I entered the car, which was driven just a short distance, into woodland. I was then instructed to get out of the car, and was stripped and chained. Very strong, high security Clejuso handcuffs and footcuffs were put on me, and a cloth bag was placed over my head, secured with a leather belt.The car was then driven a long distance, at high speed, to the COP. Madame Carah made sure to drive roughly, so that I was thrown repeatedly from side to side in her car. I could not see, or move to protect myself, and my excitement, and fear, were enormous.Finally, after maybe half an hour, we arrived at the COP. Madame Celeste changed the Clejuso fetters for heavy, medieval style restraints. I was moved down the stairs of the COP into a small dungeon underneath the main house. Madame Celeste subjected me to some physical abuse, and then left me chained in this small cell. Almost casino şirketleri immediately, however, very loud, bizarre music started. This consisted of screams and heavy rhythmic drumming, which I learnt later was the sound of human bones being hit against each other. At first I thought this was nothing, but very soon I found myself losing my mind. I don’t know why this had such an effect, but after an hour or two I was screaming to be released. It was not physical pain, but a mental torture. Unless you have experienced this, you would not understand. I was screaming for release. But Madame Celeste told me to shut up, and warned of terrible consequences if I did not suffer in silence.After the psychological torture of the bizarre music, my mind was already in another place. Madame Celeste then took me to the upper part of the house, where I was beaten severely. Finally, I was taken to the underground bunker.I had asked Madame Celeste to treat me with maximum severity, and I advise any prospective slaves to think carefully before making the same request. The bunker is a miserable place. It is just large enough to fit a human being. It is completely stone, although there is a wood floor, which provides just enough insulation from the ground to keep a slave alive. Normally the bunker includes some heating, but Madame Celeste had removed this in order to make my suffering in the bunker more intense. I spent much time shivering, and trying unsuccessfully to get warm. I did manage to sleep a little, probably because of exhaustion. I had a single blanket … not enough to keep me warm, but just enough to keep me alive. I was naked throughout, and my hands, legs and neck were chained. There was no possibility of escape, and no hope in that cold, dark, miserable hell-hole.Somehow I made it through the night and was woken by Madame Celeste. She looked fantastic, though quite terrifying, with dark make-up, dark clothes and leather boots. I was taken out of the bunker and climbed the stone steps to reach ground level, where the light hurt my eyes. I was still cold, and naked, in the crisp air of a German morning, but Madame Celeste was not interested in my suffering. She placed the cloth bag over my head once more and left me standing in the field. The next shock was a blast of freezing water from a hose. For perhaps ten minutes I was blasted all over my body with the icy water. I was in shock, shivering and broken when the flow of water finally ceased.Madame Celeste then took me to the upstairs part of the house. At this point, I felt a band being placed around my testicles. It was a high powered teletak (dog shock collar). Madame Celeste then took great pleasure in shocking me, over and over again. The teletak is not like normal electro-stimulation – it is just a blast of agonizing pain. After breaking me once more, Madame casino firmalari Celeste turned the teletak to full power. She told me that it was set to maximum, and I was in enormous terror, because the pain, even at half power, was unbearable. I begged her not to press the button, or to turn the power down to a lower level. Madame Celeste was never going to show me mercy, however, and just wanted me to beg before she released the full power of the teletak. This time, the kiss of the teletak knocked me down. I fell on the floor, at her feet, in the fetal position. I was kicked around by her boots and abused further.Whippings followed, and I was beaten almost to the point of no consciousness. Clamps and other nasty devices added to my suffering.At the end of the beating, I was returned to the bunker. I realized that the next days my life would consist of misery, cold and suffering in the bunker’s darkness inside, and terrifying tortures outside.Madame Celeste made it clear that there would be no mercy from her. She had told me that her previous slave had offered her money to stop the torture, but she told me that she did not want his money, she wanted his suffering, he kept his money and received only agony. Madame Celeste is proud of the fact that she never stops a torture early … not for mercy and certainly not for money. An audience with Madame Celeste, therefore, is an authentic, one-way ticket into real torture, and real suffering. There are, of course, no code-words (safewords). Nothing you can say to Madame Celeste will lessen your punishment, although saying the wrong thing can, of course, make the suffering much worse.After more torture, I was allowed my one meal of the day. Madame Celeste had brought some pieces of bread. She would often chew these up and spit them on the floor, from where I would be forced to consume them, like an a****l. Often her boots would grind the pieces of dough into the floor also. Hunger and malnourishment would add to the suffering.The following days were repeated … a pattern of freezing nights in the bunker, ice cold showers in the morning, sessions of brutal torture, beatings, and electrocution. Verbal abuse and no hope of mercy.Often, during the day, Madame Celeste took me to a tank in the garden. This was big enough for a man, but only just. The tank, on the inside, had hooks to chain a slave, but fortunately I was placed in the tank without being secured. The teletak, the worse torture of all, was secured around my testicles. When the door of the tank was closed, it was completely dark. Only the flashing LED of the teletak provided light, and that was not a comfort. Madame Celeste shocked me with the teletak and told me to be quiet. The most terrifying moment was that she said she would fill the tank with water if she heard me scream. Fortunately, as I had not been güvenilir casino chained to the hooks on the inside of the tank, I was able to loosen the teletak a little, so that I did not receive the full power of the shock, although the pain was still unbearable. I was terrified of the tank being flooded, and this was the most frightening experience of my life. Because I was able to avoid the full power of the teletak, I managed not to scream too loudly, and the water to fill up the tank never came. The terror of this experience stays with me still.So, would I recommend Madame Celeste de Monial? Absolutely. She is an authentic sadist, who offers genuine sadism without mercy, codewords or escape. This is exactly the kind of domina that I wanted. I wanted to live in that terror, and I did. For real masochists, who want to feel this, there are very few opportunities. But Madame Carah’s premises provide the perfect location for a genuine sadist such a Madame Celeste to practice her art.For me, this was a wonderful experience. After my release, Madame Celeste spent some time, and we were able to talk about many things, as individuals, and as equals, who had come through an intense experience together. In our time together, she played her role, and I played mine. I was relieved, and grateful, that she had kept her promises to me, and treated me with the harshness and lack of mercy that I had asked from her. Physically, I found here to be outstandingly attractive, and when suffering I would focus on her beauty as a way of relieving the pain. Of course, I was often unable to see, as much of the time I had a very nasty, damp cloth bag over my head, preventing me from viewing anything.I absolutely recommend Madame Celeste, but only for real masochists who want to push their boundaries to the limit of human suffering. For those, like me, who have this madness, Madame Celeste is the perfect companion for such an adventure. But choose carefully. There is no return once one is in Madame Celeste’s hands. She fulfills her promises faithfully. So, before approaching her, be sure that you want to really explore the very limits of human suffering. And be sure to agree to any taboos, because once you become her victim, it will be too late to specify them.I should add that Madame Celeste also ensured that I was safe in her hands. She is immensely cruel, but not crazy. In her way she is very human, and caring for her slaves. She knows that part of me, while begging for mercy, I would be disappointed if she was to grant it. She was totally on my level, sharing an extreme interpretation and extreme philosophy in terms of our world.I am very grateful to Madame Celeste for the time that I spent with her. And although I went to a certain hell as her victim, and was a broken man when finally released, I am keen to be her slave again, and hope to return to her very soon. I haven’t stopped thinking of her since I was in the COP bunker and torture chambers, and I know that the only way to cure this fever is to return to her.For masochists who share this fever with me, I recommend her without equivocation.

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