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Male Dominant, 30
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Male Dominant, 48, Owosso, Michigan
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About MisAdventure
Please read this profile in full before contacting me
"The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over." Hunter S Thompson
I am Ms Adventure the owner and main organiser of The Cruel Huntress Hunts.
I am a lifestyle Female Dominant who enjoys the slightly edgier aspects of the lifestyle, it could be said that I am a rather sadistic Mistress who has a wicked imagination, and my mind is always ticking over with a whole range of delightful torments for my submissives to endure.
I have very high standards and expect nothing but the best. In exchange for this you get a highly skilled and competent BDSM practitioner who will guide you in to your journey of submission, one who also realises that life is about having fun, but be warned while Im not a serious person 100% of the time, I am very serious about my lifestyle choices.
I do not offer professional services; I am here to promote my ventures namely The Cruel Huntress Hunts, the PoW event and also Club Artemis which is a new London based club that places an emphasis on female-led relationships and D/s protocol and etiquette.
Whereas Im not looking for personal submissives at this moment in time, I am always happy to discuss aspects of the lifestyle with others... any messages that show this profile hasn’t been read and/or are requests to be my personal submissive will be ignored.
http://www.msadventure.co.uk |
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Forthcoming events:
The next Cruel Huntress Hunt is scheduled for Sat June 19th.
On Sat June 6th we are pleased to present the opening night of Club Artemis. Club Artemis is a femdom private party which seeks to bring back D/s protocol and etiquette within a cub environment. In order to attend this event you will need to be personally invited by the organisers, be vouched for by someone known to them or to attend an interview in order to expresses a desire to attend this event which will be held in West London please message me here.
In the very near future I will be adding a PoW event to the social calendar, this will be an intensive 8 hour minimum role play incorporating authentic coercive interrogation techniques... most certainly not for the faint of heart.
In order to express an interest in attending The Hunt or the PoW please completely the relevant forms on my site which can be found at www.msadventure.co.uk.
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Im please to announce that the first Cruel Huntress Hunt for 2010 will be taking place on Sat 24th April.
To apply please complete the application form which can be found at
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The unwilling slave
The Capture
The man had been running now for what seemed to him like an hour, maybe more, bare footed and completely naked through dense wood land. The foliage on the floor had cut and tore his feet to pieces and now he came to a rest in a group of bushes sitting on the floor breathing heavily. The man was part of the first ever slave hunt, organised by the supreme beings of the Huntress Group. However unlike many of the men who were also roaming the woodland this one had not volunteered, a Female friend had used her superior brain power to trick the idiot man into the hunt. As he entered the house where he was told there was to be a ?mass orgy? he was set upon, quickly stripped and thrown into a cage with four or five men in a similar state for him, he tried to escape but it was no good he was well and truly captured.
The next morning he was informed of what the day had in store for him, he was fitted with an electrical dog training style collar and inform that he would be hunted like the animal he was. His protests landed on death ears as the slaves were transported together to a large area of woodland; every man was naked apart from the collar attached firmly to their necks. Upon arrival it becomes clear that this was to be no ?walk in the park? for the men. Two beautiful latex clothed women sat atop giant wonderful horses, on their back was a paintball gun and what looked like a system of nets. However the man couldn?t stare for long as a Huntress pressed a remote sending a shock down his spine.
?Okay slaves!? The voice boomed out, demanding attention, demanding obedience as all turned to look at another leather clad Mistress, a remote still in her hand.
?You have a ten minute head start and then the hunt will begin??
The slaves looked around and a few begun to run in different directions however the man didn?t move in some sort of useless protest. As he stood alongside the large cage, now the only man left in the clearing he slowly looked around realising it may be best to run as a Mistress levelled a high powered paintball gun at him he took off, running as fast as he can thinking he could easily escape this terrible situation. So that?s how he ended up panting for breath in the bushes crouched low as a Woman net in hand slowly walked past scanning the bushes. The man tried his best to sink into the nature, to blend in and it worked. Or at least he thought it had. Breathing a sigh of relief he slowly climbed back to his feet and begun to walk in the opposite direction desperately searching for a way out as he walked a twig snapped under his weight and he froze panicking. His eyes quickly scanned around him and as he looked around he realised he was in trouble, big trouble. Two Huntresses had heard the twig snap and had wasted no time in positioning themselves either side of the man making escape impossible. Both had paintball guns aimed at his chest.
?Kneel now!? Screamed a long black haired woman motioning for the man to drop to his knees. Realising his situation was not the greatest the man slowly dropped to his knees as both Women laughed.
?Good slave? replied the Huntress.
?But im not a slav?.? Before the man could finish his sentence a paintball crashed into his bare back stinging him hard as he screamed in pain lurching forward.
?You are what We say you are bitch? the Mistress standing behind him said. ?Isn?t that right Mistress??
?Certainly is? Ms Adventure replied with a huge grin unravelling a leash from her bag. She walked over a gleam in her eye as the man looked up with pleading eyes, before doing anything and quick as a flash She slapped his face hard ?Don?t look at me you worm!? The man shocked just nodded as the leash was attached. ?Now crawl after me like the dog you are!?
Ms Adventure pulled the leash tight pulling him forward as the as yet unnamed Mistress kicked his buttocks to get him moving.
?Now bark like the dog you are? Ms Adventure ordered with a wicked grin on her face as she led her trophy back through the woods. The man didn?t know why he obeyed, or why he did it, but just hearing the Woman?s voice and the way she carried Herself made him want to obey so to the delight of the Huntresses he barked and barked again, the Women grinned as they led him back to the compound evilly brilliant thoughts no doubt running through Their wonderful minds.
Wonderfully written by maleslave2387 |
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The Huntress?
I have recently returned for a hunt, and I have to say it was a most enjoyable day. The slave today proved to be good sport; he lasted longer than most that I have hunted before. We were in a secluded wooded area which was very nice due to the bluebells being out and the day being warm and sunny.
My outfit for today was a crisp white blouse, black corset, black jodhpurs and knee length black leather boots. As it was a special occasion I also wore my black leather gloves and my hair was tied back so as not to obscure my vision.
The moment was quite tense as I let my quarry nonchalantly run off, his initial arrogance just lead to a more satisfying hunt, I was going to catch him to wipe that smug look of his face if it was the last thing I was going to do.
He had a 5 minute head start then my relentless pursuit began. He obviously didn't realise that I knew these woods very well; it was easy to predict where he would end up. I entered the vicinity of where I knew he would be an area with dense undergrowth perfect for hiding, as long as the person you're hiding from isn't very familiar with the area that is. I found him relatively quickly but rather than going straight for the kill I decided that I would toy with him first. I saw where he was hiding and pretended that I hadn't saw him, I foraged around close to where he was so that he could hear me, I wanted him to be scared in anticipation. I turned around as if I was leaving and he thought it would be a good time to make a move, moving straight into my trap.
I swang around and clipped him with my signal whip, the shock of which brought him down, before he could get up I gave him another lash, he started to whimper as my whip connected to his bare flesh....
The quarry?
He runs, deeper into the woods. Less light now, maybe more shelter. He can hear Her chasing behind him, but the distance is not closing. Maybe if he can make it into a thicker part of the woods he can find a place to hide and evade capture. His bare skin tears as he brushes past branches and undergrowth. Stumbling over a tree stump he falls and grazes his knees. No time to feel pain, he winces as he hauls himself up and onwards, away from his relentless pursuer. He sees a thicket in a gully to his left, and makes his way as quickly but quietly as possible to it. Hiding, he tries to control his breathing, fearing even that may give him away. He thinks he's lost Her, as he hears Her carry straight on past him. He waits, hoping he is safe. Quiet now, all senses tuned to the slightest indication of the presence of his Huntress, he gingerly edges out of the thicket, stepping into a clearing. THWACK! The surprise of the whip as much as the sting in the tail as it bites into his back knocks him to the ground. She is laughing at him as he tries to comprehend where She came from. "Think you can hide from me slave? You'll have to do better than that you worthless specimen!" THWACK! again as the whip cuts a welt in his side. He trembles as She stands over him triumphant. Captured and cowed, he awaits his fate at the hands of the Supreme Huntress? |
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