An Independent Escort in Leicester: New Images and Bonding!

Hay there! Your local Leicester and East Midlands Escort here, hope you all had a cracking Easter (get it!) and enjoyed the little rush of sun we had back then (hallo once again to some fine British drizzle). I’ve been up to ‘much’ in the long weeks in which I have been letting my blog lay unaccounted for; having my photograph taken, organizing a few holidays, sampling more of Leicester’s diverse cuisine…

So those of you who have had a gander and my escort gallery recently will see I have uploaded more images but for those who haven’t I may as well stick a few here:

Me with my cane, me lounging in lingerie, me in both my guises :)

So aside from my usual escort gadding about, engaging in ‘adult entertainments’ I’ve been watching Bonding on Netflix (of course!) for those who haven’t its basically about me. Well, no, its about a dominatrix student who employs her slightly mousy, nervy old school mate to help her pee on people and carry large dildos about. Its a caper. OK so I’m not a full time dominatrix of course, what with my ‘I shan’t apologize for my outright sexy side’ and my pay as you go-girlfriend-ing, but, its pretty close. Well also other than the character of the domme seems a bit, one dimensional , less a rounded protagonist and more a cipher for the tumbler generation’s weird political obsession with ‘sex workers’. (Seriously guys, go get your sticky prurient fingers into other pies!) Despite escorts and courtesans and dominatrix’s and ‘other’ constituting such a small part of the population we don’t half get a lot of cultural ‘feedback’.

But its kinda fun, passing amusement, so I shan’t moan too richly.

Because its been Easter and because of some various other life obligations I’ve had I haven’t had time for much escort and dominatrix appointments and general sexy fun so I’m positively starved as Monroe would husk in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Raring. I’ve got my lacy knickers and my stockings and my other whotsits (not the puffy weird crisps, the cuffs and chains!) ready to go…

kisses

Miss Lenna - Leicester Based Escort, Dominatrix, and General Horny Libertine


An Independent Escort and Dominatrix Leicester: New Number & Role Play!!

Hay there, guys, Leicester escort, dominatrix and all round kinkstress here. First ‘order of business’ - I have a new phone number so especially to those return clients I’ll reiterate it here 07850460684

So I’ve been thinking recently about role play: I have it written in the text of my website that I don’t enjoy bottom topping. For the uninitiated this means submissives who, either have a set ‘script’ they’d like me to work to, or when in a session a sub trying too much to ‘direct’ the session. Obviously this is all more relevant to dominatrix or fetish sessions than sweet vanilla/GFE encounters, as in the latter case, though I am not a submissive person, I am much much more comfortable with not being in charge :D

As a result, I have had a few gentle-fellas ask me if I engage in role play, to which the answer is:yes! I love role play. Its great fun! So I thought I’d conduct a little listicle of scenarios I’ve played with or ideas that might tempt, for any of those thinking about roleplay and fantasy and need some ideas.




  1. Sexy/Escort RoleplaysProfessor/Student… the excitable, seduced or seductive university student and teacher. This can go either way, with me being the the button up (to be unbuttoned!) Prof, or the manipulative Lolita. You decide!

  2. Off-limits Loving…I am your brother’s wife, your stepmother, your wife’s sister, your office manager. Whichever, its naughty, wrong, and the proverbials would hit the fan should we be caught…

  3. Erotic Wrestling…Some playful, erotic wrestling, and if I win? I get my way with you? If you win? Same :D

  4. Dominatrix Role PlaysDirty Thoughts punishment, you’ve been having distracting sexual thoughts all day at work and you need a harsh Head Mistress to help clear your thoughts with a good caning. If you admit to ‘doing something about it’ in the office toilets, you’ll get it doubly hard and sharp.

  5. Held Captive…You’ve come over to fix my internet connection and you find yourself seduced into bed , which is a duplicitous act, to hold you hostage, tie you up, blindfold you and leave you waiting for me to return…

  6. Amazonian Wrestling…You’ve been called to wrestle with an Amazonian, and you are going to put your pathetic all into wrestling her but she will overcome you, and then as her privilege for winning, you have to give her a forfeit. A caning? Some humiliating sissification?

You have any more ideas? Let me know them :)

kisses

Miss Lenna - Leicester Escort, Dominatrix and Kink Specialist





An Independent Escort in Leicester: Spring, Massage & Tours!

Spring!

Hello Leicester fellas, and happy spring from your local escort, dominatrix and general or garden variety sex fiend here! Speaking of gardens, I must confess to enjoying the recent rambles (if I can qualify them as that) in some of Leicester’s parks and parkettes. I do love the burgeoning smell of honeysuckle and the bright, chirpy little daffs that have thence sprung up and I was cheered that I got to walk home from the gym today…gasp!!…without, even,a, cardigan. Get that! I am informed it isn’t to last though (blast global warming…for this… and other reasons) and tomorrow the goddess spilleth forth the rain. Ah well, gives me cause to stay indoors once again, read some books, rumple some sheets…that’s better than park walks anyhow…



Erotic Massage!

I haven’t been able to get to too many escort and dominatrix appointments this past week because of ‘obligations’ and so I’ve been left feeling pretty…you know…squirmy. Whilst I squirmed I recalled the fun and games I used to have with Tantra massage. Warm oil, warm room, warm bodies…one tied down perhaps? I’ve been thinking of re-visiting this soon, once I remember to update my aromatherapy box!


Tour!

So I’ve been wanting to escort tour for a while now, and keep almost getting to it, and but have found Leicester has hitherto kept bee busy, but late March early April looks promising. I’ve been wanting to head back to sweet Cheltenham although I gather I have to avoid the races. Oxford has been on my hit list, I’ve folks to catch up with in Cardiff, I’d like to visit the South West (Bath? Exeter?) oh and of course, the big smoke. Hopefully I should have myself organised and in bloody good tour whore order soon!

Anyways, that’s all for now !

Miss Lenna - Leicester and East Midlands Escort, Dominatrix and all round Tart Tripper

An Independent Escort in Leicester: Photo Moments

Hello my fellas, my sexpots, my perverts, my gentlemen, my swain…. your Leicester escort, dominatrix and all round lady of pleasure here…I hope you are enjoying the Brexit negotiations and prevarications, the unnecessarily long work days and bureaucracies and the capricious weather. I’m sure you are. Life can be unrelenting, can’t it? You need a break…god knows…. a hot tub steaming up the cold air on an oak veranda in a nice Devonshire hotel, with a glass of plummy red would be nice now wouldn’t it? With some tipsy belle getting her hair wet for you…?

Failing that…I’ve been away for a good few days attending to more grey labours, and have had no ‘grown up/hands on’ attention and am feeling petulant about it. Petulant indeed. Time to get the vanilla candles out, and the lacy knickers and the various whips and cuffs I think. So I’ll be around all weekend (including tomorrow) and accessible by phone for pre or last minute booking. In the meantime, I had some fun with my phone this evening doing some DIY imagery for my Adultwork private gallery (if you want to subscribe to see more click here) and thought I’d share a few here too…

Tits and Ass, Tits and Ass! :)

Kisses

Miss Lenna - Leicester Escort, Dominatrix, Sexy/Pervy Fusion Specialist an all round Lady of Pleasure

An Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: Sploshing, Raining, Booking

Bonsoir! My Leicestershire lads and gentle-fellows, your local escort, mistress and all round whorey harlot here…its been a few weeks since I’ve blogged so thought I’d say a general hello, and do a little housekeeping. This week, I’ve been enjoying staying in doors, warm and toasty, and leaving the drizzle and chill to you poor folks who have to brave it day in and day out, in the morning of all things. Its also been fun to have manifold frolics with some of my happily welcomed visitors. I’ve sploshed (anyone else want to lick cream off me? Or have chocolate sauce thrust in their face??), kissed, whipped, licked and nuzzled, and done so with the tempting tinker of the rain at the window, knowing its not my unfortunate job to spend too much time in it. Sorry Mr Postman/Bin Man/Traffic Warden, etc etc

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So, now that the sex gloating has been gotten out of the way…a bit of housekeeping.

  • I am now offering same day bookings more regularly, whereas in the recent past I favoured pre-bookings (I still am happy to receive these of course). My phone is usually on from about 9.30am for first available booking about 10.30am, however as I often have other things I need to do for my other ‘life’ its generally advisable if you would like a same day booking to book by 1 or 2pm. Occasionally I can be available for later evening appointments last minute also.

  • I often get calls from private or with-held numbers so I’d like to reaffirm that I never answer these calls. If you’ve been trying to get through to me and cant, its very possible you are calling on a private number. I don’t take any bookings this way, but please be assured that I am very, very discreet and have no nefarious intentions with any of your information.

  • As I’ve written elsewhere I have since New Year upped my 1 hour escort and dominatrix appointment to £150 and lowered my 2 hour escort and dominatrix appointment to £200, because I generally have to keep my appointment numbers low so prefer to give the best ‘value for money’ to longer bookings. Notwithstanding whatever length of booking time you go for I like to give my full attention.

Sayōnara!

Miss Lenna - Leicester & East Midlands Escort, Dominatrix, Fetishist and all round Perve Pot

An Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: About Moi!

Hello Leicestershire (and elsewhere!) hussies and horn-dogs, your local escort, dominatrix and all round horny hustler here! So after waxing poetic only a few days previous about how I loves the wintry weather, the chill and the damp is actually starting to bore me now (not tire, but bore) and I found myself already dreaming this morning of sticky summer’s evenings and loose, wispy dresses, sandals and exposed chests. And the smell of sun lotion! Why is that such a delightful scent? What is the answer to that? Other than the ‘well it reminds you of your holidays duh-brain!’ answer. There is more to it than that, I’m sure.




Anyway, a sexy young fella, after having his fill (cuffs and whipped cream was involved) asked me with the time left, if he could quick fire FAQ me some random personal questions, and I thought it was fun, so for my blog today, I thought I’d re-create the exercise. Here goes!

What’s your favorite piece of clothing you own?

I don’t really care for outdoor clothes much at all, but I love love love lingerie…my favourite is a cream slip with black lace. Cream and black go so well together methinks.

What hobby would you get into if time and money weren’t an issue?

Rainforest trekking. Or wine tasting. Maybe more the latter (I’m a pussycat!).

What would your perfect room look like?

Something out of the Palace of Versailles.

How often do you play sports?

Never. As a point of honor. Well I swim, and a bit of yoga. Is that sport?

What fictional place would you most like to go?

Rivendell during the day, Dracula’s castle at night.

What job would you be terrible at?

Well any job that required me to be OK with being bored for longer than 20 minutes.

If you could turn any activity into an Olympic sport, what would you have a good chance at winning medal for?

Enthusiasm for spanking/fingering/general whorey horseplay.

What is the most annoying habit that other people have?

Reading their phone whilst walking. I barge. Man do I barge.

What job do you think you’d be really good at?

Renaissance Venetian Courtesan.

What skill would you like to master?

Mind control. Or the lute. Well, actually, to regain my French.

What would be the most amazing adventure to go on?

The Orient Express with Oscar Wilde, Dorothy Parker and Marilyn Monroe. There would be Martinis. Lots of Martinis.

What’s your favorite drink?

Martini! Dry gin Martini. Or a bloody good robust red.

What state or country do you never want to go back to?

Las Vegas. If I’m being polite I’d say ‘Not for me’, if I’m being honest I’d say ‘ The apotheosis of urban American pestilence.’

What songs have you completely memorized?

ALL OF THEM. And Bohemian Rhapsody.

What game or movie universe would you most like to live in?

Midnight in Paris!

Are you usually early or late?

You know the “A wizard arrives precisely when he means to…”? Well it counts for whores, too.

What takes up too much of your time?

Mastur-procrastination.

What do you wish you knew more about?

The reason socks seems to have developed some kind of ‘planned obsolescence.’

What would be your first question after waking up from being cryogenically frozen for 100 years?

I’m guessing where my tooth brush is.

What are some small things that make your day better?

Orgasms. Come now.

Who’s your go to band or artist when you can’t decide on something to listen to?

Relaxing at home, Chet Baker. Out for a trot? System of Down. Subject to change.

Who has impressed you most with what they’ve accomplished?

The guy I met in a bus station once who said he collected plastic spoons and glued them to the walls in his house, and was near entirely covered. Legend.

What TV show or movie do you refuse to watch?

Loose Women. Please, this shit just makes us chicks look bad.

What would be your ideal way to spend the weekend?

A summer weekend in Paris with a credit card that did not need repaying.

What is something that is considered a luxury, but you don’t think you could live without?

Probably Champagne, although I can live without it, really, for days at a time. I’m a trooper.

What’s something you like to do the old-fashioned way?

Fucking. None of this Hadron Collider sex shit.

How often do you people watch?

Answering this question could easily make me sound like a Peeping Tom.

What have you only recently formed an opinion about?

Theresa May’s royal blue suit jacket. It looks amazing from the front but very unfortunate from the side/back. I think she needs to be informed.

How do you relax after a hard day of work?

Whats one of them?

What is the most heartwarming thing you’ve ever seen?

A little girl crying because a pigeon had a gammy leg.

What could you give a 40-minute presentation on with absolutely no preparation?

My masturbatory habits. Peep Show.

If you were dictator of a small island nation, what crazy dictator stuff would you do?

Well its going to be a warm island, so every one must perpetually wear some kind of hula skirt for a start.

What is something you think everyone should do at least once in their lives?

Hum Tip Toe Through the Tulips in a full lift. Maybe whilst doing a few slight squat thrusts.

What’s your dream car?

The Batmobile!

What is something that a ton of people are obsessed with but you just don’t get the point of?

Bake Off. They bake cakes. In a tent. That’s it?

Where is the most interesting place you’ve been?

Berlin.

What piece of entertainment do you wish you could erase from your mind so that you could experience for the first time again?

Manhattan by Woody Allen.

What’s the most interesting piece of art you’ve seen?

I haven’t seen it in real life by The Garden of Earthly Delights by Bosch; I think just because it seems some ahead of its time and predictive n’that.

What city would you most like to live in?

I’ve not been but I’ve decided on Florence.

What movie title best describes your life?

Rocky. Or Rambo. Or The Thing.

If you suddenly became a master at woodworking, what would you make?

Quentin Tarantino’s Chin. To scale.

That’s all folks!!

Miss Lenna - Leicester & East Midlands Escort, Dominatrix and general Sensualist




An Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: AdultWork Offer & Nottingham

Hello lads & lovers, your independent Leicester escort & dominatrix here, I trust you are enjoying the intermittent chill and grey skies and flicks of rain and so forth? I am, because I am a bit Scandi and I have a penchant for this kind of sharp, wintry weather. I’m holding out for snow also (it helps having snow wishes being an indoor ‘worker’, if you can call sexing work…oh, and not driving, not driving helps.)

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Anyway, just a quick one . For those who have an Adultwork profile, I have a pre-booking offer for you. Even though I do try and offer same day appointments where necessary, I do like having my escort or dominatrix bookings in Leicester pre-booked if possible because it helps me organize my day. So for those that can, instead of £150 for the hour, I am offering £120 for the hour for bookings at least one day in advance to Adultwork users who have at least one positive feedback. To find me login to your Adultwork profile and search Miss Lenna, or follow the link to my profile here.

A few side notes, I keep meaning to get some away days in Nottingham because the city looks tre cute, and I’m sure I’ll get to it in the coming month or so! I’ll keep you updated.

I look forward to hopefully playing with you!

Miss Lenna - Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester & the East Midlands

An Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: Hello Yoga & Adrian Mole

Hay all, your good for nothing Leicester local pervert, sex fiend escort and dominatrix here, basking in some satisfying ‘post-coital’ and chewing on a slice of vegan brownie, some very kind fellow imparted upon me. I’m so glad Christmas and New Year are well and truly past and I’ve gotten back into my usual swing of things. Its nice being lazy over the festive period, but honestly I prefer being active and organised and having things (especially fun and thrilling!) things to do.

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So what have I been up to this week? I’ve started yoga practice again which - along with being less ratty about people making superfluous noise aka listening to their MP3 players too loudly on the train - is kinda my New Years resolution. Along with generally just being a mucho amazing person this year. As a new resident to Leicester, I’ve decided to imbibe its cultural output, and luckily for me Radio 4 has the Adrian Mole audio-book on the go. I’ll tell you now, I don’t half fancy Adrian Mole, Leicester’s foremost fictional sex pot. I’ve also been sad that lovely Delilia’s has closed. Seriously, were can I go in Leicester to peruse ‘fancy pickles’ and satisfyingly multi-coloured pastas and buy lime chilli chocolate?? Sad face.

Over the next few months I plan to be adding some commerce here for those filthy perverts who want to purchase some of my lacy casts offs, erotica and other tidbits, I’ll also be adding a little wishlist page. But that’s it for housekeeping!

Hope to see you soon…

Miss Lenna - Leicester Escort Lovely & Filthy Dominatrix & BDSM Bitch

An Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: Housekeeping!

I hope you enjoyed your Christmas (or at the very least it was not too painful for you, you didn't have to sit through too many encounters tedious or bloviating relatives and didn't have to suffer too many survival hangovers) and are already making a success of your various resolutions (No more Bloody Mary breakfasts? No more thinking of your wife's sister whilst you wank? Whatever it happens to be...)

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Just a quick one from me to explain the slight change in my pricing structure. As you may have noticed I've put my hour rate up to £150 per hour, but I have put my two hour rate down from £220 to £200. Even though I am happy to see shorter bookings, because I have such limited time for appointments, its just a little easier for me to see fewer for longer, hence the relative 'VFM' for the two hour over the longer bookings.

I also want to clarify that I am now offering both escort and domination bookings. For a time, as I only had a few slots per week, I decided to just offer domination appointments...but though I love these kink and fetish sessions, I found I also missed the sexy vanilla encounters also, so hence I've reinstated them.

Anyhoo, that's enough housekeeping for now. Hope you are all wrapping up warm against this chilly January.

Miss Lenna - Leicester Escort, Dominatrix & all round sex maniac and Pervy Pervert

A Dominatrix in Leicester: My Last Dates Until Christmas!

Its a week away. It was dragging on too long and now it seems to have come up on me too quickly. Whats with that? I’ve yet to present buy, organize my travel back home and I’ve yet to eat a mince pie. Well, that’s partially, because I can’t eat gluten, because it is like poison to me. Lovely, lovely, evil, evil gluten.

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Ah well, there would be much, much worse things to have to give up. Spanking naughty boy bottoms, for one, or seeing sissy girls skip about in my lacy old cast offs, for another…

Speaking of which, I may as well declare my availability for the remainder of the week:

Thursday, Friday, Saturday & Sunday: 10am-9pm

I’m available for last minute and same day appointments on these days, but its worth noting that if you would like to ensure an earlier or later appointment to give me as much notice earlier on in the day in the case of the former, and a days notice in the case of the latter.

I hope to see you before the Christmas break. I will have some dates post Christmas possibly available and then I will be back in January.

kisses

Mistress Lenna - Sensual & Kinky Dominatrix & BDSM specialist in Leicester & The East Midlands

A Dominatrix in Leicester: Regrets to Inform Thee!

I do, I do, I regret top inform thee subs/slaves/sissys/worms…I will no longer be travelling down to Chelts, and instead staying in Leicester until the Christmas break. My other ‘life’ has gotten in the way and so no hotel tripping for me. Ah well, it simply means I have more time for Leicester BDSM sessions and play! I’v been enjoying some pretty intense, sensual, sexy sessions recently with some pleasing submissives who know how to do what they are told and how to please their Mistress so at least that is something…I hope to have many more such sessions!

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Anyway, with not much else to say here is a picture of me pulling my red lipstick, resting bitch face. Its the face I often pull before I crack my whip!

Its also (if you hadn’t noticed) Christmas coming up and I’ve already had a few nifty gifts handed my way (sexy gold cuffs and a bottle of a mighty fine Rioja, you know who you are!). Who can beat it sissies???

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Mistress Lenna - Leicester & East Midlands Dominatrix, BDSM Goddess, Leg, Tit, Ass Lovers Dream

A Dominatrix in Leicester: Being Humiliated By the Mistress

So firstly, as though the East Midland’s camerati has not already seen enough of me, I have a few more images to add to my now expansive gallery which I thought I’d share:

What else have I been up to? I’ve been a horny miss and while my inferior little bell boy subs and slaves are pathetically, doggedly grateful to even get a licking of my toe - I’ve been entertaining a few bulls, alphas, hot rods… real men… this past weekend who’ve gotten considerably more than that. But fun as that is (so few such men in the world are deserving of real feminine access) I missed being entertained by a slavish and diminutive little nobody.

So last night I got my paddles and nipple clamps out and had fun with a penitent little sub whose very inadequacy gave me cause for offence, and so to ameliorate said feebleness he entertained and serviced me. I enjoyed particularly his showing off his inelegance with a series of sweaty star jumps and lunges and laughable attempts at prettiness with my old cast offs and cheap, throwaway lipstick. The worm also took the onus off my bin and finished off the gnawed kiwi skins, chewed toast crusts and sodden tea bags from my lite supper, and being the dog that he is, was as grateful as though it were a bacchanalian feast! Just to have his lips so near the effluence of my saliva, was like being kissed full on the lips, he whimpered, when I bade him to speak. When his wimpy, grovelling little mouth stumbled on the teabag, however, my irritation at the sorry sight was met with some sharp pain to his nipples and a scarlet sore behind. He did his best not to so be so clumsy thereafter, but you can’t so easy wish away such paltriness of character, such physical defect. Ah well. Its a good thing I quite enjoy giving nips of pain to my inferiors. And that they understand that to be humiliated by a powerful and superior Mistress is one hell of a privilege!

So much fun was had (by me!) that I am looking forward to the other comically ineffective (not quite) men I have ready to entertain me, for the rest of this otherwise downcast and rain spotted week. Then off to London next! Where I hope the capital has some real inadequates and grey little grovellers ready for my amusement.

kisses

Miss Lenna - Leicester, East Midlands and London Dominatrix, FemDom and all round Sadistic Bitchface

A Dominatrix in Leicester: And London!

So I’ve been snapped again, *another* two photo shoots have passed and I await the results with breathe that is, you know, baited and stuff. The last of a long spell of studio sessions to help get my East Midlands/Leicester website juicy with images and up and running. Most of the images I have had taken are more boudoir style, but in the New Year, when I come back from Francais land, I plan to get my latex and chains out and have a few domination studio shoots for you filthy fetishists who need a little more kinky visual stimuli. Some tasters here though!


I think these images are perfect mill grist for your boob and arse worshipers, a little sexy game I often love to play when my subs/pigs/worms have been very good and have entertained or gratified me satisfactorily.

The next thing in the ‘pipeline’ is my trip to Wandsworth, London in December, and I very much look forward to caning a few bott-botts al la Cynthia Payne, and pinching a few nipples in the Big Smoke, in between taking in a bit of early (for me) Christmas shopping. When I say Christmas shopping, I imagine it shall be myself whom I shall treat…I’m in the market for some good corsetry, latex and toys so if anyone knows a nifty filth shop, please do drop me a mail with suggestions.

This evening I have poured myself a plummy glass of Rioja, shoved on a Chet Baker record and I will finely get around to getting my website listed on those London Dominatrix directories. I live a charmed life!

bonne nuit!

Mistress Lenna - Leicester and London Dominatrix, BDSM Mistress and all round self indulgent pervert.

A Dominatrix in Leicester: Updates, Updates

Hi subs, slaves, pain lovers and all round pervs.. Lenna here, your resident Leicester dominatrix, the sharpest, shiniest knife in the East Midland’s draw… if I do say so myself (and thus far confirmed by all the dirty little East Midland’s sods I have deigned myself to play with). I’m back from a few days lounging in Cardiff and a subsequent decadent little break, and I’ve brushed off my nipple clips and horsewhip and I’m raring.

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A bit of housekeeping and general updates, I’ll keep it brief and to the point:

  1. I am now offering a reduction on tributes for dominatrix pre-bookings, from £140 per hour to £120. I generally prefer to have an idea of how at least the next day is going to go if not the week and so I’m offering a little back scratch to those who can help me with that. To get the £20 reduction you need to book with at least a days notice. And no, booking in the morning for that evening does’nae count.

  2. I’m still operating from my cosy, candlelit domestic den in the centre of Leicester but am always happy to meet you at a dungeon setting in the Midlands area. Note you will have to pay the deposit to the dungeon on top of my usual fee and depending on distance, travel expenses. If you’d like tips on locations, hit me up.

  3. I am not currently looking for a house or domestic slave, but I may be next year. Watch this space, feather duster and broom handle bitches.

  4. I’ve been told this so often now it seems worth mentioning: that I look a fair bit younger in real life than in my photos. I’m not sure why that would be there you go. Normally I am not susceptible to flattery but it keeps getting a mention, so I thought I’d clarify. I am 29, not 39 or 49 or other.

  5. I am here in Leicester over the next few weeks but will be on my travels again in December, to London and Cheltenham and then Lyon, France in the New Year and I also have plans to go to Exeter and Plymouth. Message for dates.

That’s all for now folks.

kisses

Mistress Lenna - Your Leicester and East Midlands Intimate & Sadistic Dominatrix and all round Kinky Bitchress



An Independent Escort and Dominatrix in Leicester: Perves & Pictures! And off to Cardiff...

So I am packed (lies) organised (more lies) and ready to go to Cardiff tomorrow (truth ding!) Its been one and a half months now in Leicester (where did that time go? Whilst I was busy bruising bottoms and stomping on sore nipples and slapping cutesy, pretty sissy faces??) and I already miss the old Welsh capital. I am hoping that in between engagements I shall get a chance to mooch about the arcades and peruse the delis and dinky ‘things’ shops therein.

Its been a busy few weeks here in Leicester though, what with all the fun and games I’ve been having with lovely East Midland’s perverts and the many photo shoots I’ve been having. I have more to come but thought I’d put a few here. I am also planning shortly a paid content channel for those who want some more intimate access to photos, videos and erotica, coming soon!

enjoy!

Kisses from Miss Lenna - Leicester and East Midlands Dominatrix & BDSM Kinkstress

A Independent Escort & Dominatrix in Leicester: The Erotic Games I Play...

I was perusing my old copy of Dita Von Teese’s coffee table book ‘The Art of the Teese’ and she had peppered some copy in among her photographs, which included a list of her favourite fetishists. It got me thinking about my favourite fetish games.

Impossibly lovely Dita…

Impossibly lovely Dita…


I love fetish, role play, power plays. Don’t get me wrong, I’m well loving of what gets called vanilla too. We forget how blummin’ tasty vanilla ice cream is, often because of the expanse of variations of the old summer pud on offer. Salted caramel, pistachio, rum sans raisin… yum, yes. Uncooked American biscuit crap, peanut butter and American jelly crap… uch, no.

Sexy Times…piece by Andreas Giannoutsos

Sexy Times…piece by Andreas Giannoutsos


Yes I do love some straight, sexy, sensual, never lets you down vanilla…but fetishes and kinks and dominatrix games and BDSM add a little something else to my weekly life that keep me on my toes. And in that spirit, I thought I’d share some favourites/fantasies/fond memories…

  1. Mix and Match/Tie & Tease: I enjoy a guy who is not strictly submissive, but for yucks is happy to have a go at letting a woman give him the (playful) boss around for her amusement before he gets his way. A little light, tie, tickle and tease, some edging, orgasm denial… masked, hungry and helpless. Untied when the games have satiated my playfulness and ready to let him in…

  2. Erotic Wrestling: Less HHH Vs Chyna and more James Bond with Ms Moneypenny (you must be dreaming, indeed) in the barn (although less of the slightly rapey subtext). Yes a little roll around on the bed or floor, grinding each other’s pelvises into each other and wrapping our legs about here and there…until we both tire of playing hard to get and off go our match panties…

  3. Sissy Boys/Pretty Girls: This stuff gives me a real psycho-sexual kick. Guys sissied up to look silly, in my old knock offs and most gawdy of make up, or perhaps bringing his/her own sassy collection of frenchies and nylons and perfume and looking winsome and cute for my voyeuristic amusement? Such fun.

  4. Leg/Bum/Breast Worship: Tied up, blindfolded and helpless as I smudge my milky, large bosom into his face, mouth, let him just manage to find my pert, pink nipples for all but a few seconds, push his hands down when he indolently lifts them to cop a feel? Or crawled on the floor to lick up my finely stocking balmed, toned and shapely legs and peachy, round feminine derriere?

  5. Domestic Servants: Those that want to please me so badly that they’ll hoover the floor with their fingers or lick the the toilet bowl clean with their tongue or prance about in their most favouritest maid’s outfit, at my total beck and call? To get a wee spanking if they miss a bit..?

  6. Bottoms Up: Those who let me at their behind with horsewhip, paddle, cane…how red can we get?


Fancy playing some of these games? You know where to get me…

Lenna - Leicester based Escort, Dominatrix, Fetishist and all round pervy pervert…

A Independent Escort in Leicester: Museums, regents & pervy parrots

I once read in a pleasing book called The Age of Absurdity that, among other tips on learning how to cultivate contentment… you must see places you already know as fodder for tourism. Or if you don’t already know them, places that are near to you, overlooked by the tourism advertisement junket, pilloried and ignored. It remains odd to me that I have been to the US, Australia, Mexico, China, but I’ve yet to go to Scotland, even though in relative terms, it is very much up the road. Its even odder to me that people go to such far flung places only to eat out in Maccie Ds.

Although, unedifying confession alert. Earlier this year I ended up eating a veggie patty at one of the strobe lighting space restaurants in a chic district of Paris (in the snow, the bloody romantic snow) after a friend and I had drank what we thought were reasonable amounts of French beer only to discover the French’s idea of a reasonable ABV saunters around the level of red wine. Not to be drunk in a pint glass.

You can’t go to a Parisian restaurant for brunch as a hungover Brit. The service is just too engaged, I don’t speak French and I hate living up to any kind of cliche.

What was I talking about? At home tourism.

Until recently I had never really spent any time in the Midlands. I went to the Bullring. Once. I was about 15 and I thought it was overwhelming and looked like an augmented marshmallow-come-Umberto Boccioni knock off. And I don’t much like shopping anyway. I got the lady genes when it comes to floral patterns, lace underwear, fancy little chocolates and french perfume…but liking of shopping, children and marriage remains amiss in my psychological vocabulary.

But I’ve been enjoying being a tourist in Leicester, as odd as that sounds. The New Walk Museum is as good as any small city art spot I’ve ever been to…although why in the whiff they put the Star Wars exhibit bang next to the German Expressionism exhibit I’ll never know. Seriously, when I’m trying to watch some avant garde-y docu projection off the floor about the Nazi’s treatment of the artistic and social decadence of the Weimar republic, I don’t need to be hearing, “dadada dur da dadada durh da, durh da” jauntily in my side ear.

I’ve spent a lot of time wandering around St Martins Square which is more my fashions than shopping mawwwwllsss, as the yanks call them, although I don’t know who in local planning thought it a good idea to grant an O’neills in Leicester’s foremost bohemian district de la chintz. If that is even how these things work, what do I know about town planning?

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I’ve also learnt a little bit about Richard the third, which is nice, because its (embarrassingly) the only Shakespeare production I’ve ever been to (I don’t count a vodka smeared mate at Uni doing his best Macbeth impression on a park bench, but perhaps I should.) I just recall it was the hotel dude who gets kissed a lot in Notting Hill, playing the Quasimodo-esque regent and there were lots of people in salmon socks, laughing rambunctiously at jokes I, personally, found dated. I’d like to see Othello next, but if and only if, the upper classes promise to behave themselves.

I also went to Birdland with a friend, but a chatty red Macaw ripped off two of my shirt buttons. Subsequently I had more cleavage on show that day than is entirely appropriate for a family outing. I’ve decided that the red macaw in question was a bloke and the whole ‘oh don’t us birds just love buttons?!’ thing is a clever ruse.

Still, more to see. Not least more lovely gentle fellows,

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Miss Lenna - Leicester based dominatrix, mistress & kinkstress xxx