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Spoiler alert: Another loong and detailed review
by @Bogdan_Z, at , September 2023
Spoiler alert, if you plan on going for the first time, only read this if you are NOT convinced to go, or scared it's too harsh. Otherwise I think that the reading I did before going spoiled some of the fun, you will expect different things and those activities may or may not happen to you.
Just two days ago I had my first full day incarcerated @warsawprison. I spent under 24h here, from 13:00 to 10:00 the following day.
I have two aspects I would like to share with you, one is the spiritual and deeper philosophical meaning of the experience, which because this is Fetlife I will of course leave last. The other is the fun play side to it, which I will start with. I was inspired by the former post I read here, so I tried not to repeat some of the stuff detailed well in that post.
The mesmirizing Guard Miss Alexandra Saint, was the main guard responsible for both the challenges as well as the source of my joys in this place. I must have been a good pet to deserve to see the good side of her as well. I was luck enough to secure a two hour session with her during my stay, which was just amazing. Don’t get me wrong, I also enjoyed being tied up by the other guards, but more on that later. Sorry if I jump around and write too erratically, I am flooded by memories of these events, memories that I don’t want to forget, so I write them down as they come. I only with I will be able to convey the excitement and peaceful bliss that I feel in my heart, but to really feel it of course you need to visit WP for that yourself. ??
First off, the anticipation to see the WP and Miss Alexandra had me on edge for weeks prior. I was excited to experience this, and prepared mentally and physically. Even though it was a short stay (less than 24h) I can say it was an amazing experience. Without spoiling the experience for those still wishing to come, here it goes:
ARRIVAL:
When I arrived I went through admittance procedures. They are written on the website, others wrote about it. It was a good start. Then I was put in a cell, naked, alone. I’ll skip this part as it was not particularly special to me.
Buuut, some time after admittance, I just can't forget the piercing eyes, beautiful smile and evil laughter of Miss Alexandra Saint (AS) that I saw in person for the first time… she came to check out the new inmate (me) through the small slit in the heavy prison door. I fucking loved it.. but of course, we had a role-play discussed.. so I immediately protested my arrest, and she played along expertly, in her proper English accent, and said she’ll be back and of course replied to me “that’s what they all say”. She did come back and we went to the office where I denied my reasons for incarceration. I don’t want to explain our role play, you had to see it to believe it. I was so turned on, it was ridiculous. Her attitude throughout made the whole scene movie worthy, she was very confident, she spoke eloquently and teased me better than anyone I have seen before. Of course she put a cock cage on me, then a collar (which I wish they - the guards would have kept it on me for longer). When leaving towards our session I asked about a head harness ball gag left on the desk. Apparently they were left for someone else, but since I asked she did what any evil guard would do... picked it up and gracefully led me to the next room with the gag in her hand.
SESSION TIME
We then went downstairs to the dungeon as it was session time. We started with impact play on the Andrew’s cross, once again with expert role play on her behalf. Her experience shows here as she gradually increased the intensity and was always very very attentive to my reactions. She was very careful at consent all the way through, probably the most careful without being annoying I have seen. That being said, she demanded some real reactions too, and she got them with some of the more mean whips and implements she used. She had an arsenal of toys prepared and she wasn't affraid to use them.
In the next scene I was prostrate at her feet, as she sat on a chair drinking some water. I kissed her feet, her beautiful black heels, but what I most enjoyed was kissing her amazingly soft and beautiful hands. She caressed me, and I felt the energy between us as she called me cute. I was happy she called me that, I wanted to feel that way and I didn't actually realize it. I did make some mistakes in serving her, intoxicated by her presence. She pointed it out and then punished me for it in the next scene:
This scene was next level and challenging. I was standing tied to a frame in front of the bed, chastity still on, the large ball gag with the head harness on, spread in am X position but not standing straight, so my legs were in front of me and my arms stretched upwards but back, I had my head and arms back at a 30% angle. I wish I had a photo of the moment. This made it difficult to hold the position and I kept bending the knees and slouching. Miss AS then got in touch with her really sadistic side and clamped my nipples gradually with harder and harder implements. Finally, black japanese style clamps were added, those were very painful, but she did not stop there: a small rope was added connecting the chain of the clamps to the center-above anchor in the bed. This was predicament bondage at its best. A dream of mine that not many pro-dommes can achieve well because of the intensity that can be too much or frankly speaking too little. In predicament bondage the pace is important, and the teasing is key. If some parts are tied well before, then we are left with unequal challenges. This time it was great, and my nipples were being pulled more and more as my feet buckled and I was getting tired and shaky… of course she sat on the bed in front of me, close enough to feel her energy, but barely touch her. She spat in my face for the mistakes I made as I struggled and whimpered, her smile was delightful and evil as well, with her oh-so sexy full smile that made me want to get closer to her or stay like this forever. This was one of the best moments I had in my 15 years of bdsm… I felt safe, but challenged, I felt pain, but also care, I felt arousal and denial. She read my body well and when I was reaching my limit she removed my gag so I can beg for mercy when the time was right.
Of course, I eventually cried mercy and she released the clamps and slowly winded down the scene. We then transitioned into a little play with her worn panties, while still tied up in that X. That was just amazing, she didn’t need the clamps to pull me forward, dangling her panties on her crop made me force myself towards them and continue the predicament with positive encouragement this time. She had me well trained already and I had no clue, I thought I was resisting. I was actually a brainwashed drone controlled by her panties. She then tied me spread eagle horizontally on the bed and put her panties tight on my nose, looping them around my ears. With a little bit of clothes facesitting, the session was over, you can imagine why I couldn’t take the teasing any longer and exploded with … joy ??.
BACK TO THE CELL
After these 2h of play, I was led to my cell where not long after a guard came with belts and a straight jacket. She kindly said “greeting from miss Alexandra” which was just awesome, thinking that she is still cruel like this and has me in a fucking cell for the whole day and night. I was bound with belts to the chair and the orange straightjacket (I saw it in pictures) was put on me. The guard (whose name I never got) also put a blindfold on me. Clearly this was fun, but I also wanted to feel helpless, I heard Miss Alexandra say to the prisoner next door “not so cocky now, are you?” and I really wanted to feel the same, broken down under her rule. So i struggled to get the feeling, and for a good part I did.. but eventually I escaped the bondage. I guess you can't really have the same intensity as the predicament bondage in the session, so my mistake to expect that always. But now, having escaped I thought.. might as well be cocky about it, I got in bed and used the blindfold to sleep a bit as the light in the cell is always on. When Miss Alexandra came to visit she said “Guard, this prisoner does not want to be restrained” which I found to be sexy and could not wait for something more extreme.
The second bondage was clingfilm wrap except my lower legs and then using belts I was tied to the bed by the same guard as last time, apologies for not catching the name. She was very sexy and I loved her tight guard suit. I promised to her I would not escape again, and to please Miss Alexandra. I have to say it felt like I spent about 1h there, it was HOT, VERY HOT. Thinking back I should have pressed the button, I was severely dehydrated, even when I created breathing vents with my fingers. But I wanted to feel and be desperate when Miss Alexandra showed up. She never did, the guard let me out, I was taken to the shower immediately because I lost like 1 liter of sweat, and drank nearly two bottles of water. This was the most challenging part of the stay.
I was taken back to the cell and in about 1h Miss Alexandra came again. She said “you asked about the box (I did during the session, I played stupid and asked about the two boxes which of course I knew from the old WP), so be careful what you wish for”. She put me in the black box downstairs, the horizontal one. I absolutely loved it, I could only peer through the small slits to hear them walking around the halls and laughing. I went through so many emotions, I was cold, then hot because of arousal, then felt cramped, the meditated, etc. It felt like I was there for 30 mins, but miss Alexandra said it was a little over 1 hour. Evil guard… she even said it won’t be long in here, tricked me. ?? All I could ask for more was a bit of teasing with me inside and her outside, but it was a very full day, so I can't blame her for ignoring me and leaving me in there like that.
I kept calm when she came, I thanked her for the time spent there with the opportunity to think of her in the dark, she invaded my mind completely, maybe that’s why time flew by… she led me back to the cell and fed me some crappy prison food.
I can tell already that the recidivism rate in this place is high. I am certainly going to be back here again. I wish we can convince the state to fund such places. This WP (Wonderful Prison) is now part of my healthcare now (I have to convince my provider to pay for it), it does wonders to your psyche.
In Texas they call small prisons used to evaluate prisoners “kitty farms”, the ones you get sent to afterwards (after you are evaluated) are much worse. So, was WP a kitty farm? NO. I think that they respectfully play it safe, especially for your first time. This is the way it should be. I know for a fact that I have fetishes that are a danger to myself and my health. I think that there is a responsibility on their side to take things slow, to get to know you, to develop a relationship and then test your limits. For my first stay I was treated rather well (I did not press the button once) but Miss AS as well as the other guards now know me. I'm a bit hard to forget so.. I think both Madame Grim (MG) and Miss Alexandra are especially keen to have me back and have their way with me. I am sure that the next visit (which will be soon, and probably will last 3 days) will be harder (I'll be pressing that damn button like a well trained monkey). I know miss AS and MG will make sure of that, now that I called the prison a kitty farm :) Is it smart to tease them like this? No, don’t do it boys and girls.. but I promise to let everyone know how this risky attitude pans out in the end.??
And now the Political-Philosophy side, greatly redacted from the initial long romantic story written under the endorphins of the WP stay:
For me there were two aspects to my incarceration. One is the play (power play and interrogation play, bdsm aspects, etc) and the other was the isolation itself which is real either way you cut it. It takes a special disposition to be comfortable in your thoughts, isolated in darkness, claustrophobic even and keep your calm. Here you get to test that, it's a bit like Vipassana meditation. I really feel like this trip to WP was also a spiritual journey for me. I really hope others feel as deeply as I did as well.
I wanted to do some role-play with WP guards and Miss AS because I had been detained and questioned by police for hours in the past, when exiting a country with tough rules (I admit I broke some of them and they half-caught me). I felt cocky then and only wished there was a woman guard that would torture me for what I had done.. buuut ... let's not mix fantasy with reality too much.. the Geneva convention did not let them :) Obviously international law does not allow real law enforcement to do to you what WP does to you, and if you are in a place where they do violate the law.. well I bet it won't be with the gorgeous smile of Miss Alexandra Saint who is a master of consensual play. In WP I acted cocky BECAUSE I WANTED WP and MISS ALEXANDRA and the guards to do things that are not allowed in normal law enforcement, and because I knew my limits would be respected (and they were in the fullest). I am just so darn happy and grateful that kinky-minded people like the WP crew, founders and everyone else exist. I would given them all a big hug right now, and tell them to keep up the great work!!
by @Bogdan_Z, at , September 2023
Spoiler alert, if you plan on going for the first time, only read this if you are NOT convinced to go, or scared it's too harsh. Otherwise I think that the reading I did before going spoiled some of the fun, you will expect different things and those activities may or may not happen to you.
Just two days ago I had my first full day incarcerated @warsawprison. I spent under 24h here, from 13:00 to 10:00 the following day.
I have two aspects I would like to share with you, one is the spiritual and deeper philosophical meaning of the experience, which because this is Fetlife I will of course leave last. The other is the fun play side to it, which I will start with. I was inspired by the former post I read here, so I tried not to repeat some of the stuff detailed well in that post.
The mesmirizing Guard Miss Alexandra Saint, was the main guard responsible for both the challenges as well as the source of my joys in this place. I must have been a good pet to deserve to see the good side of her as well. I was luck enough to secure a two hour session with her during my stay, which was just amazing. Don’t get me wrong, I also enjoyed being tied up by the other guards, but more on that later. Sorry if I jump around and write too erratically, I am flooded by memories of these events, memories that I don’t want to forget, so I write them down as they come. I only with I will be able to convey the excitement and peaceful bliss that I feel in my heart, but to really feel it of course you need to visit WP for that yourself. ??
First off, the anticipation to see the WP and Miss Alexandra had me on edge for weeks prior. I was excited to experience this, and prepared mentally and physically. Even though it was a short stay (less than 24h) I can say it was an amazing experience. Without spoiling the experience for those still wishing to come, here it goes:
ARRIVAL:
When I arrived I went through admittance procedures. They are written on the website, others wrote about it. It was a good start. Then I was put in a cell, naked, alone. I’ll skip this part as it was not particularly special to me.
Buuut, some time after admittance, I just can't forget the piercing eyes, beautiful smile and evil laughter of Miss Alexandra Saint (AS) that I saw in person for the first time… she came to check out the new inmate (me) through the small slit in the heavy prison door. I fucking loved it.. but of course, we had a role-play discussed.. so I immediately protested my arrest, and she played along expertly, in her proper English accent, and said she’ll be back and of course replied to me “that’s what they all say”. She did come back and we went to the office where I denied my reasons for incarceration. I don’t want to explain our role play, you had to see it to believe it. I was so turned on, it was ridiculous. Her attitude throughout made the whole scene movie worthy, she was very confident, she spoke eloquently and teased me better than anyone I have seen before. Of course she put a cock cage on me, then a collar (which I wish they - the guards would have kept it on me for longer). When leaving towards our session I asked about a head harness ball gag left on the desk. Apparently they were left for someone else, but since I asked she did what any evil guard would do... picked it up and gracefully led me to the next room with the gag in her hand.
SESSION TIME
We then went downstairs to the dungeon as it was session time. We started with impact play on the Andrew’s cross, once again with expert role play on her behalf. Her experience shows here as she gradually increased the intensity and was always very very attentive to my reactions. She was very careful at consent all the way through, probably the most careful without being annoying I have seen. That being said, she demanded some real reactions too, and she got them with some of the more mean whips and implements she used. She had an arsenal of toys prepared and she wasn't affraid to use them.
In the next scene I was prostrate at her feet, as she sat on a chair drinking some water. I kissed her feet, her beautiful black heels, but what I most enjoyed was kissing her amazingly soft and beautiful hands. She caressed me, and I felt the energy between us as she called me cute. I was happy she called me that, I wanted to feel that way and I didn't actually realize it. I did make some mistakes in serving her, intoxicated by her presence. She pointed it out and then punished me for it in the next scene:
This scene was next level and challenging. I was standing tied to a frame in front of the bed, chastity still on, the large ball gag with the head harness on, spread in am X position but not standing straight, so my legs were in front of me and my arms stretched upwards but back, I had my head and arms back at a 30% angle. I wish I had a photo of the moment. This made it difficult to hold the position and I kept bending the knees and slouching. Miss AS then got in touch with her really sadistic side and clamped my nipples gradually with harder and harder implements. Finally, black japanese style clamps were added, those were very painful, but she did not stop there: a small rope was added connecting the chain of the clamps to the center-above anchor in the bed. This was predicament bondage at its best. A dream of mine that not many pro-dommes can achieve well because of the intensity that can be too much or frankly speaking too little. In predicament bondage the pace is important, and the teasing is key. If some parts are tied well before, then we are left with unequal challenges. This time it was great, and my nipples were being pulled more and more as my feet buckled and I was getting tired and shaky… of course she sat on the bed in front of me, close enough to feel her energy, but barely touch her. She spat in my face for the mistakes I made as I struggled and whimpered, her smile was delightful and evil as well, with her oh-so sexy full smile that made me want to get closer to her or stay like this forever. This was one of the best moments I had in my 15 years of bdsm… I felt safe, but challenged, I felt pain, but also care, I felt arousal and denial. She read my body well and when I was reaching my limit she removed my gag so I can beg for mercy when the time was right.
Of course, I eventually cried mercy and she released the clamps and slowly winded down the scene. We then transitioned into a little play with her worn panties, while still tied up in that X. That was just amazing, she didn’t need the clamps to pull me forward, dangling her panties on her crop made me force myself towards them and continue the predicament with positive encouragement this time. She had me well trained already and I had no clue, I thought I was resisting. I was actually a brainwashed drone controlled by her panties. She then tied me spread eagle horizontally on the bed and put her panties tight on my nose, looping them around my ears. With a little bit of clothes facesitting, the session was over, you can imagine why I couldn’t take the teasing any longer and exploded with … joy ??.
BACK TO THE CELL
After these 2h of play, I was led to my cell where not long after a guard came with belts and a straight jacket. She kindly said “greeting from miss Alexandra” which was just awesome, thinking that she is still cruel like this and has me in a fucking cell for the whole day and night. I was bound with belts to the chair and the orange straightjacket (I saw it in pictures) was put on me. The guard (whose name I never got) also put a blindfold on me. Clearly this was fun, but I also wanted to feel helpless, I heard Miss Alexandra say to the prisoner next door “not so cocky now, are you?” and I really wanted to feel the same, broken down under her rule. So i struggled to get the feeling, and for a good part I did.. but eventually I escaped the bondage. I guess you can't really have the same intensity as the predicament bondage in the session, so my mistake to expect that always. But now, having escaped I thought.. might as well be cocky about it, I got in bed and used the blindfold to sleep a bit as the light in the cell is always on. When Miss Alexandra came to visit she said “Guard, this prisoner does not want to be restrained” which I found to be sexy and could not wait for something more extreme.
The second bondage was clingfilm wrap except my lower legs and then using belts I was tied to the bed by the same guard as last time, apologies for not catching the name. She was very sexy and I loved her tight guard suit. I promised to her I would not escape again, and to please Miss Alexandra. I have to say it felt like I spent about 1h there, it was HOT, VERY HOT. Thinking back I should have pressed the button, I was severely dehydrated, even when I created breathing vents with my fingers. But I wanted to feel and be desperate when Miss Alexandra showed up. She never did, the guard let me out, I was taken to the shower immediately because I lost like 1 liter of sweat, and drank nearly two bottles of water. This was the most challenging part of the stay.
I was taken back to the cell and in about 1h Miss Alexandra came again. She said “you asked about the box (I did during the session, I played stupid and asked about the two boxes which of course I knew from the old WP), so be careful what you wish for”. She put me in the black box downstairs, the horizontal one. I absolutely loved it, I could only peer through the small slits to hear them walking around the halls and laughing. I went through so many emotions, I was cold, then hot because of arousal, then felt cramped, the meditated, etc. It felt like I was there for 30 mins, but miss Alexandra said it was a little over 1 hour. Evil guard… she even said it won’t be long in here, tricked me. ?? All I could ask for more was a bit of teasing with me inside and her outside, but it was a very full day, so I can't blame her for ignoring me and leaving me in there like that.
I kept calm when she came, I thanked her for the time spent there with the opportunity to think of her in the dark, she invaded my mind completely, maybe that’s why time flew by… she led me back to the cell and fed me some crappy prison food.
I can tell already that the recidivism rate in this place is high. I am certainly going to be back here again. I wish we can convince the state to fund such places. This WP (Wonderful Prison) is now part of my healthcare now (I have to convince my provider to pay for it), it does wonders to your psyche.
In Texas they call small prisons used to evaluate prisoners “kitty farms”, the ones you get sent to afterwards (after you are evaluated) are much worse. So, was WP a kitty farm? NO. I think that they respectfully play it safe, especially for your first time. This is the way it should be. I know for a fact that I have fetishes that are a danger to myself and my health. I think that there is a responsibility on their side to take things slow, to get to know you, to develop a relationship and then test your limits. For my first stay I was treated rather well (I did not press the button once) but Miss AS as well as the other guards now know me. I'm a bit hard to forget so.. I think both Madame Grim (MG) and Miss Alexandra are especially keen to have me back and have their way with me. I am sure that the next visit (which will be soon, and probably will last 3 days) will be harder (I'll be pressing that damn button like a well trained monkey). I know miss AS and MG will make sure of that, now that I called the prison a kitty farm :) Is it smart to tease them like this? No, don’t do it boys and girls.. but I promise to let everyone know how this risky attitude pans out in the end.??
And now the Political-Philosophy side, greatly redacted from the initial long romantic story written under the endorphins of the WP stay:
For me there were two aspects to my incarceration. One is the play (power play and interrogation play, bdsm aspects, etc) and the other was the isolation itself which is real either way you cut it. It takes a special disposition to be comfortable in your thoughts, isolated in darkness, claustrophobic even and keep your calm. Here you get to test that, it's a bit like Vipassana meditation. I really feel like this trip to WP was also a spiritual journey for me. I really hope others feel as deeply as I did as well.
I wanted to do some role-play with WP guards and Miss AS because I had been detained and questioned by police for hours in the past, when exiting a country with tough rules (I admit I broke some of them and they half-caught me). I felt cocky then and only wished there was a woman guard that would torture me for what I had done.. buuut ... let's not mix fantasy with reality too much.. the Geneva convention did not let them :) Obviously international law does not allow real law enforcement to do to you what WP does to you, and if you are in a place where they do violate the law.. well I bet it won't be with the gorgeous smile of Miss Alexandra Saint who is a master of consensual play. In WP I acted cocky BECAUSE I WANTED WP and MISS ALEXANDRA and the guards to do things that are not allowed in normal law enforcement, and because I knew my limits would be respected (and they were in the fullest). I am just so darn happy and grateful that kinky-minded people like the WP crew, founders and everyone else exist. I would given them all a big hug right now, and tell them to keep up the great work!!