Review by Sub M
"So, are you scared of me?" asks Mistress Lucy.
She's dressed in a pared-down nurse's ensemble made of latex so white that it's blinding. I'd only met her for a moment and I'm surprised how calm I feel in her presence, even as she secures me to the table with a spider's web worth of nylon rope.
"I knew you'd ask that," I tell her. She cinches shut the leather mittens encasing my hands. "And I wouldn't say 'scared'. The word I'd use is... 'intimidated'."
But even that word doesn't seem to fit anymore. For the past ten minutes we've chatted about everything from philosophy to friendships to Mistress Lucy's personal playlist that we're listening to at that very moment. It makes me feel like I've known her for years.
Testing the ropes, I draw in a slow, deep breath; there's enough give for that but not much else. "...and you have a reputation as someone who's not afraid to demand what she wants."
Obsidian eyes glance my way as I speak. "It, uh, matches your personality type," I add.
Melancholy trip-hop vocals fill the room with diffused layers of emotion and sound. Mistress Lucy hums along with the music as she walks over to my side and snatches my nipple between her fingers. "If I'm remembering correctly, you're quite sensitive."
"Yes," I squeak.
Mistress Lucy nods. "Well then, how about a trade?" she asks. "I'll spare your nipples if you give me something I want in return." She pinches my flesh between her thumb and forefinger.
"Okay, okay," I say, wincing in pain. "Whatever you want!"
Review by Sub V
First of all I must say her pictures do not do her justice. Mistress Lucy is quite beautiful, and has this intoxicating presence about her, that makes you never want to leave her sight. So down to earth, and I really felt a connection with her, which allowed me to feel in a sort of comfort zone.
Next, out came the markers and makeup. She proceeded to doll me up into her very own perverse Barbie, all the while insulting me, and making it known that I was hers for the taking. She then fitted me with a pink wig and proceeded in using my body as her canvas.
It was an outstanding session and cannot wait to return and see Mistress Lucy again, I think I might be hooked.
Review by Sub M
Mistress Lucy is like no other, entering the room you feel on guard, anxious but totally excited and wanting to turn yourself over to her. She has such a controlling approach but at the same time realizes the uniqueness of each client she sees. Her greatest asset and what separates her from anyone else is her intelligence and ability to understand a person’s strengths and weaknesses, their desires and their limits. She than masterfully takes you on a journey that you just don’t want to end. It is remarkable the levels of intensity one can experience when with Lucy, she’s amazing but be sure to hold on for the ride.
Review by Sub T
I had an extended Dinner & Domination with Ms. Lucy & Ms Dia Dynasty, and if this is something you have not done before, you MUST consider it. I was looking to be pushed in this session and I was sweating and shaking for almost the entire 2 1/2 hours. This was my 1st session with Ms. Lucy and she was all I thought she would be and more.
Dinner afterwards was delicious both the food and the company. The Mistresses are so genuine and comfortable to be with. It is kind of nice to talk about your session and understand what the Dommes are thinking when they do what they do. It also builds and solidifies trust which I think makes me a better sub and Dommes better Dommes. Ms. Lucy and Ms. Dynasty were dressed for a night out and looked amazing. I couldn't help notice the heads turning when these 2 Goddesses walked through the restaurant and sat down.
Review by Sub M
I had my first session with Mistress Lucy last week and it was more than I expected. She is stunning with her looks but her cold eyes told me that she had devious plans for me. I was nervous even though I enjoy pain. She talked very sultry as she was tying me up, next thing I realized was that I was completely bound and unable to move and at her will.
She proceeded to torture me, but I would not yield. The tormenting continued- it took all of my will power not to use my safe word (I would not give her the satisfaction). She just laughed and continued increasing the level of pain. Finally I could not take it anymore and yielded-using my safe word, much to my disappointment but to her pleasure. She let out a big laugh. We next played some games. Yeah right- games for her, pain for me. I left beaten and bruised and with a crushed ego.
It was great. Looking forward to my next encounter with her. I am determined not to yield next time.