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Make no mistake, I am the genuine article: an authentic dominant lifestyle Mistress, with over a decade’s experience of training and dominating useless slaves of both sexes and everything in between.

I am articulate, educated, intellectual, well-spoken, with a bona fide aristocratic demeanour.

If you’re looking for a ‘wouldn’t know one end of a whip from the other’ pretend Domme, who dresses in cheap PVC, and carries an even cheaper fancy-dress-shop whip, then off you go, but don’t be surprised at your imminent disappointment.

Conversely, if you crave the real thing, then drop to your knees and read on.

I enjoy psychological domination, and fucking with your mind. By all means you can give me your information freely, but I’m more than capable of mercilessly beating it out of you myself. I’m very sadistic and like hurting people: physically, mentally, financially, you name it. If you’re in pain, I’m sure to be incredibly amused, maybe even a little turned on. I adore humiliation and making you feel like the useless bitch that you are.

I’m amazingly creative, ingeniously inventive, and wickedly cruel. I’m a Domme that’s all about pushing limits until breaking point. Forget your masturbatory fantasies, I’m for real. I’ll fuck you up, then throw you away!

I’m very narcissistic and could spend hours in front of the mirror. As an extensively published fetish model, having appeared in fetish and BDSM magazines, films, websites, and adverts all over the world, I have literally had both men and women falling at my feet and begging to be allowed to worship me (sometimes in the most unusual of circumstances and locations). For some reason, I have an almost supernatural power over all of you pathetic losers. The minute you meet me, you’re desperately under my spell. It seems I’m virtually impossible to resist.

I’m looking to be spoiled. I get off on raping your wallet of your hard-earned cash. I like expensive restaurants, the finest wines and whiskeys, and a constant shower of luxurious presents. I will use you as my chauffeur and piggy-bank. I’m not at all interested in your opinions. You serve me, and speak only when I demand an answer.

I love fetish and BDSM. I love the power, the control. I am addicted to it. I get high on it. It turns me on. It’s a fundamental and intrinsic part of my life. Is that unambiguous enough for you idiots?

Remember some simple rules: It’s always about my satisfaction (my pleasure, your pain). I will take you to the edge of your presumed limits, and then push your boundaries hard. You will suffer and endure for me, willingly and gratefully. You will worship me. I will take, and you will give – unreservedly. If you fail me at all, I will discard you. My time is valuable, so you pay for it. It goes without saying that I demand unconditional discretion from my slaves, and guarantee the same in return.

I don’t get emotionally attached, no matter how long my slaves have served me. When my slaves eventually bore me, as they invariably do, I dismiss them and never see them again. I will be a cruel Wanda to your pathetic Severin. I am not here to fulfil your fantasies. If they fit with mine, then I may indulge them, but I will never be taken for granted. I am fickle, whimsical, and contradictory. You have been warned! However, if you’re a serious and committed slave, then I am the cold-hearted, calculating, manipulatively cruel bitch that you have ached to serve for so long.

Naturally, I have a very stringent application process and I cherry-pick my slaves with care. Only a few, from the multitude of applicants, are successful and enjoy the exquisite pleasure of being allowed to serve me.

You should note that I won’t be impressed by your money, your house, your car, your job, etc. When you’re naked, begging on your knees in front of me, I have little interest in whether you’re a High Court judge, a Wall Street commodities broker, a diamond merchant from Antwerp, or a colonel in the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders. To me, you are worthless, a slave, whose sole existence is to serve my merciless demands. I love extreme humiliation and ego destruction scenes, so be assured that I will crush you. Once broken, and stripped of your feeble individuality, you will be moulded and used to my design.

I will only countenance slaves who are intelligent, respectful, well-mannered, psychologically stable, and financially secure. The fact that you give me money allows you no rights over me, or the time you spend with me, whatsoever. Failure to understand this from the outset, or at any point during your servitude, will warrant immediate dismissal with no second chances. One strike and you’re out. No negotiation. Your slavery to me is not a fair exchange – it is precisely unfair. Your slavery and devotion is solely in terms of my gratification.

If you wish to contact me, start by joining my members site [ fetishfoto.co.uk ]  and send me a respectful email from there.

Mistress Hannah Price


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