Reviews

"From her strong gaze to her bewildering curves, Mistress Lana is captivating from the moment you see her. But when she approaches you gracefully and begins to talk to you, that's when you know that you will gladly let her do anything she wants to you, and there wont be anything you'll do to stop her. Physically fit on top of having model proportions, you'll wonder how she can hurt you so bad while seeming to be soft and voluptuous all over. Of course, you may not even feel that much pain if you are looking at her beautiful face. The only negative thing i might say about Mistress Lana is that I can't look at her face when she is sitting on mine..." Dale 12/2011
 

*****
 

"Lana is drop dead gorgeous. She could get me to do anything she wants with just one look. I've been seeing her for two years now and I am lucky for that..

She loves to have me completely restrained and torment me for hours and hours on end. Putting her gorgeous toned legs and ass so close yet so far...Putting her beautiful face and lips almost touching mine is more than any physical pain because I KNOW I'll never get to kiss her... She IS the standard of beauty and intelligence in the NY fetish scene and for me, the whole world. I would say she is the one and only expert of sensual torment." Ray 11/2011
 

*****
 

"I saw this beautiful Mistress at Pandora's Box. When she entered the room she was elegant and graceful, little did I know she would be a cruel and master manipulator. She didn't have to say much, she is someone who can convey many thoughts and emote through her glare. She tied my arms above my head and and warmed me up with a rough spanking and flogging. She had exquisite form in corporal. She then began to single tail me (my ultimate fetish). She knew many, many single tail techniques and was spot on with every throw. She looked incredibly powerful with the whip. She reminded me of Michelle Pheiffer as Catwoman... stellar. This will not be the last time I visit this beautiful and talented Domina." Lou 04/2009
 

*****

 
"This evening I had an amazing session with Mistress Aurora at Rapture. Before I say anything about the session, I want to mention a few things about Rapture.

This is a place that does everything right. For the week before my session, I had multiple emails, IM chats, and discussions with Miss Aurora about the things I was interested in. I have a variety of kinks and fetishes which are a little unusual and she picked up on exactly what I needed immediately. Five days before our session, she instructed me to not cum. The two days before, that was enforced by being locked in my CB3000. Needless to say, I found it hard to think of anything else for those days except the session that we were going to have.

Our emails started substantive, but soon turned into little teases, which kept me on edge until we met.

The women of Rapture that I have met and the subs I hang out with in chat at Rapture are fantastic people, lifestyle people who understand BDSM at a deep level.

OK, so that brings us to tonight.

I booked a 3 hours session with Mistress Aurora for intense humiliation, bondage and some light CBT. The primary focus was on fetish humiliation. The short version was that the session was mind blowing. The longer version follows, with a few things left out because they were so deep, so personal and so humiliating, that I want to keep them as a shared memory between myself and my Mistress.

Mistress Aurora starts to get into some deeper psychological play. Increasing levels of psychological and emotional sadism. Including some very personal humiliation and a brief period of abandonment (which felt like forever). The more she hurt me and rejected me, the deeper my need for her grew. She was very adept at manipulating that and those feelings.

Four or five times, I dropped to deep sub space. She could have asked me to do anything and I would have without question.

One of my tasks was licking the floor, from the bed to the door and back to the other corner. This is much harder than it sounds and there were no excuses and no stopping except for a brief rest while I licked on spot and she used me as a footrest.

After the floor was licked clean, she took a squeeze bottle of cherry syrup and wrote her name on the the floor. Back to licking for me, lapping at the syrup, blushing and squirming.

Finally, she allowed me to crawl to her and curl up near her feet. She watched me masturbate for her while she occasionally leaned over to spit on my face or in my mouth. With each passing moment, my adoration grew. I hit those moments where words started to fail. I was talking, but I had no idea what I was saying. I am sure I told her I loved her, which in that moment was the truth. Her response was cold, even cruel. Each word, each rejection, each bit of nastiness she threw back in my face made my insides squirm, my blood boil and my desperation and need for her grow. I needed her to like me, to want me, to need my like I needed her and she didn't. And it hurt.

Finally, the session came to a close and after squirting surgical soap in my mouth to clean it, she allowed me the privilege of a kiss on her armpit.

I was in heaven. She raised her arm, slowly lowered herself, allowed me to smell her delicious, beautiful scent. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips together. I braced myself and pressed forward. The tender skin of her armpit met my lips and I could feel the slightest hint of stubble. As I started to kiss, preparing myself to let the feeling wash over me, envelope me, and complete me, she pulled away. "That's it, that's all you get," she laughed. I had barely touched her, just enough to burn the need in my mind, my memory and my soul.

There is play begging, there is real begging, and then there is desperate pleading, where you are trying to find words but you can't. You jabber and plead because your mind is mush and you are lost, confused, and desperate. That was me. She walked away, leaving me on the floor and I started to sob softly. We ended the scene with her locking me back into my chastity cage (I am coming back for a session at Rapture again tomorrow, so it looks like a squirmy night for me)

I have never cried in a scene. It remains one of my fantasies. There were two moments with Mistress Aurora when I came close.

Everything I dreamed about came true. Not as some script that she followed, but because she took what she learned about me and made it her own.

This was my first session with her. It won't be my last. If you enjoy intense psychological play, humiliation, and someone who can dish out psychological abuse, I highly recommend Mistress Aurora. Oh, and did I mention, she is a knock out?" TeaseMePlease (maxfisch name) 07/2008

 
*****
 

"She looks like a model because she is a model. A beautiful face and figure packed into a petite size, she is very attractive. When I awoke, I was tied up in a hog-tie, face down. She had walked in, wearing a schoolgirl outfit and tied me up. She demanded that her grade be increased. I foolishly said no. And then the pain started–on the soles of my feet and my buttocks. This petite, innocent looking young lady was no such thing. She packed a mean wallop with her cane. She leavened the humor by noting–”We’re both wearing Calvin Klein”. And then she started again.She has a perfectly proportioned body for her size. Great wit and vigor. And she is as beautiful as a woman under a modeling contract–which she is. A welcome addition.
 

And that doesn’t hurt to say." Captyveny 03/2008

*****

"Aurora is my type of girl, can look cute for the relatives but can be a wild in a session. Aurora could definitely be a bitch, but I like aggressive women, and she’s a babe!!" Smellyballs ( Lobby Report- Rapture's Hottest Dommes Contest) 08/2008

Please remember that these reviews are fantasy and are meant for your enjoyment as Miss Lana does not engage in any illegal acts.