THE NAME IS
BOND!
MISTRESS JAMIE BOND!

I am a sensuous, strict but compassionate Mistress, who has relocated to the Maritimes. Why move here, you ask, if you dare? While living in a major city, I would see a lot of Maritime slaves advertising in many different magazines, so I decided there are a lot of little worms here that could use an attitude adjustment. Who better to do it than Me? That’s if you are worthy? I will be your worst nightmare with a smile on My face. I will delve into your mind and take your sole. Step out of the light and and into the Realm of Darkness. Remember, slaves, the most sensitive part of your body is your mind. I will make you surrender as a little persuasion goes a long way.
How I Became A Dominatrix
Being raised by my aunt, little did I know it would be a life altering experience for Me. This was the beginning of My realization that women are definitely supreme to the male gender. I was always aware that she wore the pants in the family, but not until a certain night did I know to what extent. After being away for a vacation, I decided to come home earlier than expected. We lived in a huge old Victorian home. When I got to the house it was in complete darkness except for the front outside light, so I thought my aunt and uncle must be in bed early or had gone out. Anyway, I was too tired to care. But as I made My way up the stairs, I could hear My aunt talking loudly. I thought they were having an argument, although, I had never saw them argue. They seemed to adore each other. What the hell was going on up there. I tip toed to the top of the stairs where I could see them in her large bedroom. What I saw would forever change My life. I was shocked but extremely intrigued. She had her husband tied up to their large Queen Anne bed. She was completely dressed in all black. She was wearing a corset, long gloves, seemed stockings, high stilettos and was holding a riding crop. Her lips and long fingernails were painted in a bright red. As I watched the whole scenario, My heart was pounding so hard and I was thinking she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and how exciting to watch her so seductively control her little worm, who quivered at her commands and touch. She demanded that he count and thank her (in a very submissive voice) for each time she struck him with her crop. She totally owned him. I knew at that moment I wanted to be just like her. I never saw my aunt that beautiful and totally in charge. Whenever I could, I used to always try to watch their sessions, thus, that was the beginning of no return for me. I realized that the female gender was and will always be the supreme specimen on the universe. This is and will always be My lifestyle, thus, the creation of “Mistress Jamie Bond.”
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