It's her assets, stupid !

The first thing that catches your eyes when you visit Mistress Treasure's Yahoo newsgroup, or website (www.mistresstreasure.com) is her stunning assets. "Bootylicious" is a word that must have been invented just for her. Gloriously firm and stunningly well rounded, they connect long shapely legs with a thin, six-pack waist. Most of the pictures emphasize her bountiful booty, and one would just assume she's just another pretty, er...ah, face in the crowd.

I was intrigued by her website demeanor much as I was by Lethal Veronica in her own website - there were so many interesting pictures of her in various poses, but somehow I was not very convinced about her wrestling abilities. Dominatrix's are used to meeting men who just submit and let them have their way, and Treasure appeared to be in that status. She certainly did not seem very physically imposing. But that's what we all thought about Lethal Veronica, and she proved that she is every bit the dominating wrestler. Would Mistress Treasure also be different ? She's been doing domination sessions for two years, and she added wrestling to her repertoire about a year ago. She is also taking martial arts training to hone her technical fighting skills. But would she be good enough to provide a good match, considering she advertised wrestling among her skills?

The first time I read that she was visiting NYC, we exchanged emails. She noted that she did not think the room would be large enough to accomodate wrestling, and she didn't want me to waste my money on a session that would not be fulfilling if there wasn't enough room for a good rumble. When she actually arrived, she called me and confirmed the small size of the room. The majority of her clients preferred domination sessions which don't require the extra space, and she was even apologetic. She promised that the next time, she would find a larger place.

Now this was something new ! There are women on the scene who would work out of a telephone booth to make money, and here was a young lady who was actually turning away a session.

The next time she was on the East Coast, a longtime Internet buddy of mine who met her in DC put in a very positive recommendation. His word is gold to me, and when she emailed me that she'd be in a larger room this time, we arranged the session.

SETTING THE STAGE

As she slowly opened the door, Treasure did something many of the more experienced and confident ladies do - hiding behind the door, slowly opening it, luring you in and then jumping ahead, revealing themselves when the door is closed. It's playful and amusing on most occasions (Tigra is great at this). As I walked through the door, I thought of something new - as the door was opening, I playfully pushed it back towards her - she's a professional dom after all. Squeals of surprise and delight emanated from behind the door, and we both broke out laughing as she closed the door. Looking very small and surprisingly demure, she had a white robe on and an air of confidence that was very noticeable. Her look was "sweet but street" in a strangely innocent way.

We chatted as I changed, and as she took her robe off, I was surprised to see how very muscular this young lady was. She told me she's added 7 pounds of muscle since the last set of photos on her website, and it shows. Her shoulders are very defined, wide and powerful, and she loved doing double biceps shots. She wouldn't stop flexing till I touched them, and they were rock hard. Her upper body was also very muscular, and I was quite pleased to see such long legs, lean waist, bootylicious ass, and a small but solid muscular body. She wore a two piece black outfit - hot pants which accentuated her smoking assets, and a sports top/bra which enhanced her muscular upper body.

Mistress Treasure is an African-American lady who stands 5'6", weighs 142 lbs., 34-26-36, with 14.5 " biceps, 24" quads and 13" calves. Her lithe and shapely physique belies considerable power, especially in the upper body - her stats include a 205 lb. bench, 365 lb. squats, and a deadlift at 275 lbs.

There is a look of vulnerability as well - and I was pretty confident that she'd be somewhat tough as my friend suggested, but would weaken as the session lingered because she's not used to someone actually fighting back. She confirmed that the majority of men who do sessions are not into wrestling exclusively (other ladies have also said we're approx. 10% of the clientele), and I was just hoping she'd put on a good effort for the hour.

READY TO RUMBLE

Treasure smiles as we size each other up, but as we get closer, her delicate eyes become raging black coals, and she appears to be very intent on proving she's more than just a pretty face.

The first fall was over within a minute. Standing on the bed, we started in the referee's position, battling on our feet for an advantage, and she maneuvered me over her hip and onto the bed. I landed on top and tried applying a bearhug, but she had already clinched a headlock on me, twisting my head towards her body and increasing the pressure in a shockingly efficient manner. I could feel her biceps bulging with power against my head, and there was no escape. I struggled to break free of her grip, but as the pain was increasing, a tap out led to a quick release.

Beginner's luck I figured. I didn't take her seriously and walked into that trap, so I would be more careful, and avoid those long, curvy and stunning legs as well, just in case she really knew what she was doing.

The second fall was more of a struggle, as we did a quick series of holds to gain an advantage. At one point we started falling off the bed, and she was able to guide both of us out of harms way. She kept trying to maneuver me towards her long but maybe deadly legs, and eventually she succeeded, as I felt them wrapped across my stomach. At first the pressure seemed minimal, and I continued to attempt to outmuscle her as she lay on her back and maybe get her to release the hold. She started pumping her legs with short but steady bursts of power, and then she slowly kept it at a constant level that did not diminish. After another minute or two trying to escape, she kept moving her body out of harm's way, and I had to submit.

In the third fall, I was able to gain a rare advantage, doing a feint with my body and hooking her from behind into a headlock as we were looking for openings. I squeezed her neck for dear life, and she furiously tried to escape. I had a lot of difficulty trying to maintain a physical advantage against her powerful thrusts. But I was shocked when after another minute or two, she actually tapped out. I laughed that this must have been a "mercy win" to assuage my ego in the early going, and we both laughed. She insisted she really did quit that fall, and I didn't pursue it though I never believed her. I was just glad to have one fall in the win column, deservedly or not.

Time for the fourth fall. Starting on our feet, we were having a pretty aggressive toe-to-toe battle. As we safely tumbled off the bed, gripping each other in an apparent death struggle, she said "keep going, don't stop" as we rolled on the floor, continuing to seek an advantage. She charged towards me, and as I ducked to go for her legs, she hooked her hands across my chest and easily lifted me up, throwing me back onto the bed like I was a sack of potatoes. Jumping back on the bed to attack, I jumped up as well as we both looked to continue with the momentum. She went for a quick leg takedown and I wound up on my back. As she leaned towards me, I was able to get my hands behind her neck and lock her head forwards as I would try to cinch another headlock on her. I could feel her neck get tense, and it started pulsating. Incredibly, she started lifting her head up, taking me along with her. As my body started rising from the bed, she grabbed a bearhug on me and lifted me up into the air, squeezing the breath out of me while my headlock started weakening. As I released the headlock from her pressure, she tossed me to the bed in a defiant manner, having escaped from a pretty tight situation and demonstrating her deceptive power. While I was still stunned by this display of power, she jumped backwards onto my chest in a pro style, and I was able to see her in all her bootyliciousness. A pleasant sight before it was lights out. She quickly lurched forward into position for situps, her arms tightening around my legs, and her legs wrapped around my neck. I was a victim of her reverse head scissors which had my head ready to explode.

In the final fall, as we both tried slamming each other, we wound up in each other's scissors simultaneously - my legs wrapped around her neck, her legs across my chest. I squeezed for dear life, with a rare opportunity for a decisive fall, but she just kept getting stronger instead of weaker. She cooed "I have a high threshhold for pain". Amazingly, her scissors became stronger, and she slowed down her pace in trying to escape from my attack. I watched helplessly as her biceps started exploding, and she slowly started prying my legs apart. When her powerful arms succeeded, she sprang into a sitting position and pushed my shoulders down so that her body scissors would be locked on even tighter. Smiling down at me, she had taken my best shot, and reversed it with apparent ease and confidence. The charcoal eyes turned to smiles, and I was finished.

SESSION ETIQUETTE

There were several water breaks of very short duration, as we both needed to catch our breath and towel off after the struggles. There was one phone call, which happened during a break. She looked at me, seeking approval. I nodded, and she took the call and was done in less than a minute. Just in time for both of us to catch our breath and resume. She wasn't a "tight packer", allowing herself time to bathe and prepare for her next session. I wouldn't have to worry about running into another waiting client in the hall, elevator or lobby.

As a professional dom, there is, of course, no intimacy. That is the nature of the business, so please respect her boundaries.

Though I am not experienced at muscle worship, I had a few opportunities to feel her powerful muscles at the end of various falls, and if I was into the domination scene, she came with a variety of outfits and props that would satisfy dozens of fetishes.

I am very confident in highly recommending Mistress Treasure to anyone who is into wrestling. She's not the most skillful wrestler, but she has enough tenacity and desire to give a fast paced, all-out battle. If you're into being dominated, or like role playing, she is a natural, with a great personality that can suit herself to any condition you would like. If you're into muscle worship, she is a bit more muscular than a fitness athlete, and could probably start competing in bodybuilding as well. I thought she was one of the most physically attractive ladies I have met on the scene.

This Mistress provides a sesison that you will indeed Treasure.

My highest recommendation.

FIN

LTF