Antonia Davenshaw www.antonia-davenshaw.com

Having seen a couple of Pro Dommes, I was looking for someone who could take me back to the corporate world of power dressed women in sharp suits and sky scraper stilettos. Having exchanged a couple of e-mails with Miss Davenshaw, I received directions to her clean, well appointed and spacious apartment, located in a very safe and discreet area near one of London’s Mainline stations.

After being welcomed inside I was able to see Miss Davenshaw properly, and the photos on her site don’t do her justice as she is easily one of the most attractive women I’ve ever met. During the usual pre-session chat, her intelligence and caring nature became apparent along with her no –nonsense approach. Whilst direct there was none of the belittling or rudeness that I’ve experienced in the past with some other domes. Having covered the usual likes, dislikes and health issues and other pre-session details it was time to start the session proper.

After being allowed to shower in a well appointed and clean bathroom the session was underway. Whilst I won’t go into details of what happened as I believe that should remain between the domme and her sub, the session included humiliation, foot and shoe worship, teasing and a few other elements – all expertly carried out, with Miss Davenshaw always being mindful of my requests and being genuinely concerned that I had the session I wanted and that I left satisfied.

Again I was offered a shower at the end and able to have a brief chat with Miss Davenshaw before leaving, feeling very satisfied with the session. Would I recommend Miss Davenshaw – if you want to be dominated by a beautiful, strict lady dressed in stylish office attire in a domestic / office environment then you should definitely send her a respectful e-mail detailing what your fantasies to see if she will permit you a session with her. Would I go back – yes if she’ll permit me another session, then definitely.

Last week I had the pleasure of being punished by Miss Antonia Davenshaw.  I have to say she is as attractive as I hoped and dressed to thrill (kill?) in a very sexy but professional looking suit , with fabulous killer heels.  She is really natural and works hard to discover your inner secrets to ensure maximum enjoyment in the session.  We played out roles involving secretary/boss with power reversal that was not too scripted and she took control brilliantly.

Cleanliness is very important to Miss Davenshaw and she encouraged me to shower before and after the session.  The apartment is immaculately clean, as is Miss Davenshaw.  She is also impeccably dressed.  This is a really nice environment and I felt very relaxed and safe.

The session was everything I hoped for and I still think of Miss Davenshaw gazing playfully into my eyes as she tortures my nipples!  This is a lady who clearly enjoys her work and is definitely not simply going through the motions. I can’t wait to return for more of the same.

Thanks again for a really enjoyable visit..

"A decent caning is so hard to find in London these days. Caning is hard work and how delightful it was to recently meet Antonia Davenshaw, who combined a rare beauty with a powerful and effective right arm. Unlike the 'back of a bus' brigade, and the goddesses' who insist on it, Miss Davenshaw is happy to apply the cane in various states of undress. I presented myself for 100 strokes of the cane and watched mesmerised as Miss. Davenshaw's breasts came into view whilst her right arm applied the the rattan to my deserving backside. I had been remiss and not properly caned for 2 months so I asked for maximum power from cold and full force throughout the punishment. At the end, fully satisfied, I lay exhausted as my bottom throbbed and I could see that she was showing signs of considerable exertion. Excellent I thought, for a young lady to be exercising in this way than wasting time in the gym. If like me, you like being thrashed by beautiful women, I cannot recommend this lady highly enough."

Wow after 26 years visiting Mistresses I had it all wrong. I always insisted on the dungeon and all the other things that go with it. Recently a part of me started to get curious about a more domestic setting and a Mistress in role play as an everyday person, I realised that actually this was more of a buzz perhaps than a dungeon etc...Anyway I booked a session with a fantasy role play about being caught by a female co worker who had seen me checking out her leather boots and gloves, then calling me on it and basically teaching me how they could give pleasure and pain. Miss Davenshaw was out of this world in every respect she did things with boots and gloves I'd never experienced before despite the many "fully equipped and experienced" Mistresses of plenty of previous years. Totally brilliant and the first time I have got home from a session and started planning the next visit. At one point I was tempted to see if I could get another session today the day after the first one! I decided to leave it a week or two and savour the return visit and all the new ideas I have now I know just how wonderful Miss Davenshaw is - I don't just mean in the role play either, a really great lady in and out of the session, great premises, very discreet, secure, clean. I didn't worry about anything during the session, nothing distracted me at all just enjoyed being swept (and kicked) away.

Regards, bootboy

I contacted Miss Davenshaw with a view to booking a cuckold / chastity roleplay and Miss Davenshaw was kind enough to agree to meet me for a session. I visited Miss Davenshaw's elegant London apartment and was greeted by a truly stunning mistress - not just attractive or good looking, but genuinely unobtainably beautiful. I don't consider myself a naturally submissive person - which probably doesn't make too much sense as it's not by accident that I'm sat in front of a professional mistress, but what I mean is that my submissive side needs a bit of work to get going. Miss Davenshaw had no problem putting me in my place. After a quick chat about my chosen fantasy, limits etc, during which I had to try to stop myself looking like a love struck schoolboy, Miss Davenshaw took the lead on the cuckold roleplay.

Miss Davenshaw played the part of my cheating girlfriend absolutely perfectly. Tormenting me with the heartless details of how she would be going out to meet her lover leaving me locked in my chastity device, and dressed in her lingerie. She weaved a humiliating fantasy, teasing me all the while with her perfect body and denying me any chance of pleasure. She revelled in my frustration and took such delight in explaining to me just how my life as her cuckold would unfold. The time and effort Miss Davenshaw clearly put into planning the roleplay was very apparent and the result was a wonderful experience that I will look forward to repeating.

Miss. Davenshaw is not like other mistresses. Some mistresses go in for the whole Rocky Horror Show dominatrix scene: the multiple piercings, the Goth makeup, the tottering platform boots, and bellowing at their clients like they’re loud-hailing a tugboat on a foggy day. Miss Davenshaw is altogether different and really rather special: she’s every man’s fantasy of a female high-flyer made flesh. Which is to say, she’s the super-sophisticated, hyper-successful, out-of-your-league beauty that in your wildest dreams you would be assigned to serve under, in the role of lowly gopher and underling, in the impossibly-glamorous offices of some swanky international law firm or bank. Strict, demanding and perhaps just a little spoilt, she is – of course - accustomed to getting exactly what she wants from men with the merest flutter of her eyelashes or the slightest pout of her lips. That’s Antonia Davenshaw. She’s much more ‘designer’ than ‘dungeon’, as mistresses go. None of which is to suggest, even for a moment, that any of her clients ‘get off lightly’ in any way. Quite the opposite, in fact. They tend to feel the humiliation of having to kneel before the feet of someone quite so beautiful rather keenly, and a lot more so than they might in front of some standard-issue PVC-clad pantomime dame. Particularly when they’re stark naked and especially when they’re trying very hard not to wince at the throbbing of a freshly-whipped backside – with the promise of much more to come, if the cane in her hand is anything to go by. She is demanding, too. She may not buckle her clients to wall-mounted rotating crosses to the sound of Carmina Burana, or chain them to clanking mediaeval racks, but she does expect complete and absolute obedience to her every whim, even in the smallest of matters. If she inclines her foot, or her hand, just a little bit forward, then she expects it to be kissed, and kissed just so, and with gratitude. If she reaches out and adjusts the angle of a client’s face until she’s perfectly happy with it, then she expects him to maintain that position exactly while she draws back her hand and slaps him, hard. And then slaps him again. And if he flinches… well, he quickly learns not flinch without permission. But then she turns on her Jimmy Choo heel, her Armani business suit clinging momentarily to her form, and for an instant she makes eye-contact. The merest hint of amusement flickers at the corners of her lips, and it takes the breath away. The truth is that Antonia Davenshaw has something about her that makes men want to please her – at whatever cost to themselves. Perhaps it comes from growing up pretty and privileged. Perhaps it comes from realising, at an early age, the power she had over the coarser sex. But whatever it is, it works, and it inspires extraordinary levels of devotion in her numerous followers. In the short time she’s been a professional mistress she has built up a remarkably strong and loyal following. Despite, or because of, the exquisite sufferings she puts men through, and no matter how ingeniously cruel and spiteful she is towards them, they take it all – and a surprising number quickly come back for more, and return time and time again. And perhaps, soon, you will be one of them.

Having discovered CFNM (Clothed Female Naked Male) recently I was delighted to come across Miss Davenshaw's website which seemed to promise the ultimate in role play by a seriously attractive, well dressed lady. A promise which was fulfilled. I arrived at Miss Davenshaw's premises which was in an upmarket, discrete location and rang the buzzer and went in to a very smart flat. My breath was taken away when from behind the door stepped the slim and alluringly pretty Miss Davenshaw, dressed in a grey business suit - provactively unbuttoned to reveal ample cleavage. Wow, the website pictures do not lie. Going thorugh to the main room we sat and chatted for a good few minutes as Miss Davenshaw found out more about what I was after ( a sexy boss CFNM roleplay). Her communication via email and on the phone and had been understandably short but now in front of her, sitting as she was perched on an office chair at her desk, she was open and understanding, experienced and ever so sexy. What followed was an amazing half hour session (I will definately be booking for an hour next time) with me being spanked across Miss Davenshaw's knee in various states of undress. Until eventually I was naked across her thighs (she had hitched her skirt a little higher and as I dangled across ker lap I got a gorgeous view of calves and taut thigh muscle) and she was giving me a stinging bottom, but not enough to mark me! Fantastic judgement. If you are looking for a super sexy role play from a genuinely stunning girl then I cannot recommend Miss Davenshaw highly enough. I am so looking forward to my next session!

Visiting Miss Davenshaw last week was an absolutely thrilling experience. I e-mailed first to explain why I felt a strong need to be put firmly in my place. Miss Davenshaw suggested I would benefit from both punishment and humiliation, and recommended I give her more or less free rein. I agreed, other than requesting no lasting marks. When I arrived, gift in hand, I was absolutely stunned by how beautiful Miss Davenshaw is. She was elegantly dressed in a stylish business suit which perfectly complemented her alluring figure. I was quite mesmerised by her! Miss Davenshaw ushered me in, in a polite but businesslike way, and accepted my gift graciously. We had a brief discussion about how humiliation and punishment might make me more accepting of my inadequacies. She assured me she would leave no marks but warned me she didn’t intend to go easy on me just because it was my first time. I was quivering at this point, having no idea what to expect. It began with Miss Davenshaw ordering me to strip naked and kneel in front of her. I was allowed to kiss her shoes for a few moments, then she had me kneel forward with my head on the ground. While I waited in this undignified position she fetched a large, flat hairbrush from her desk and proceeded to spank me, hard, steadily and methodically, for quite some time. Eventually I was allowed to rise, and Miss Davenshaw informed me that I was to attend to a few domestic chores. She dressed me in an extremely embarrassing outfit and put me to work, correcting my occasional mistakes with firm swats of the hairbrush. The greatest humiliation was yet to come though. After I had finished my chores, Miss Davenshaw sat me down and explained that I hadn’t yet been embarrassed enough. She explained that in my case watersports would be particularly effective in making me more accepting of my inferiority. This came as a complete surprise but I found myself obeying Miss Davenshaw’s instructions unquestioningly. I was stripped naked once more and directed to the bath. Miss Davenshaw ordered me into the correct position to catch the full stream. Within a few moments I was well and truly soaked. It was the most humiliating, yet completely thrilling experience imaginable. Afterwards, Miss Davenshaw left me to shower, with strict instructions to thoroughly clean the bath. I was left with a towel but instructed to leave it in the bathroom once I was washed and dried. My task complete, I walked naked into Miss Davenshaw’s office where she was reading at her desk. She then had me turn around to check whether my bottom could take any further punishment without marking. The verdict was yes, so I endured another session with the hairbrush; bent over the couch this time. There was time for a short but delightful conversation before Miss Davenshaw had me dress and sent me on my way. Miss Davenshaw is certainly breathtakingly beautiful but that is far from the most alluring thing about her. Her intelligence, poise, grace, elegance and perfect judgment made this the most thrilling experience – as did the strong suspicion that she genuinely enjoyed it herself!

As a male submissive in the City of London, images of women in business attire are more compelling to me than simply as visions of female beauty. For me there is a compelling fantasy that such women will dominate, subjugate and humiliate me in the workplace and Miss Davenshaw is the perfect incarnation of my fantasies. Combining stunning beauty with a cultured and intelligent approach to Her art, She is simply divine. As your eyes move from the floor along her Her lithe, athletic physique, from pretty feet, sleek toned legs, sexy bottom, trim waist and pert breasts, to Her beautiful face framed with golden hair and lit up by Her mocking smile and mischievous eyes gazing down on you, you know that you are in for a real treat.If you are lucky enough to secure a session with her you can enjoy her consummate execution of almost any type of role-play or if you like it straightforward, simply be tied, caned and humiliated till you are grovelling at her feet. Alternatively why not take Her shoe shopping at Selfridges where you can caress Her feet and maybe be treated to some public humiliation, all for Her pleasure and delectation. Indeed, She caters for and is adept at most fantasies and fetishes, and while I would urge you to take a look at her website for the full list of Her interests, I can recommend Her application of ingenious CBT, Ball Busting and her hard and very accurate Corporal Punishment which will leave you more ecstatic in your submissive position than you could ever imagine. Alternatively, or additionally, you can enjoy worshipping Her perfect body, licking Her boots clean or having Her turn you into a slutty little sissy boy while Her selection of 'friends', both male and female enables Her to provide for subs who enjoy more niche fantasies such as cuckolding and 'forced-bi'. Alternatively why not suffer at the hands of both Miss Davenshaw and one of Her fellow Dommes whose combined efforts might leave you needing a day off work the next day....although if only they were your bosses..... Even a cursory glance at Her feedback reveals just how special this incredible Mistress is and having seen a few, I can whole-heartedly say that for the combination of Her looks, imagination and manner and sheer class, there are few if any who can compare. As I sit here at my desk writing this, I am already looking forward to the next time Mistress allows me to attend her premises and hear Her gently whisper into my ear all of her cruel plans for me, I simply cannot wait!

It was my first session with Miss Davenshaw and my heart had been pounding all day. i had long admired Her stunning website photos and could hardly believe my good fortune in being permitted to kneel before Her. As i approached the smart apartment i could hardly breathe and my first sight as Miss Davenshaw opened the door completely took my breath away. She is the drop dead gorgeous elegant businesswoman I have always dreamed of serving. i felt rather embarrassed to be such a scruffy bloke in front of such divine beauty. She had me shower before presenting my nakedness to Her and then had me kneel and lie on my back to worship Her stunning high heeled shoes. She asked what kind of shoes i most admired and i said pointy toed high heeled ones. She was wearing almond toed black high heeled shoes (one of the pairs i had worshipped on Her website) but went to change into some leopard skin pointy toed shoes. Whilst She went She had me kneel on all fours with my head touching the ground. When She returned She asked me to look at Her shoes, which of course i was desperate to see, and i was stunned by Her elegance when i was allowed to lift my head from the floor to see the shoes. Then She allowed me to massage Her feet and suck Her toes and i was in heaven for a good long while as She seemed genuinely relaxed. Eventually, She was satisfied and had me kneel on all fours and kicked my balls with Her pointy toed shoes. Every time i see a beautiful Lady in pointy toed shoes of dream of being kicked by Them and it was a delight to feel their power for real. Mistress Davenshaw could sense how much i was enjoying myself and made sure that i thanked Her for the privilege. It was a thoroughly delightful session and i hope it will be the first of many.

It was my first session with Miss Davenshaw and my heart had been pounding all day. i had long admired Her stunning website photos and could hardly believe my good fortune in being permitted to kneel before Her. As i approached the smart apartment i could hardly breathe and my first sight as Miss Davenshaw opened the door completely took my breath away. She is the drop dead gorgeous elegant businesswoman I have always dreamed of serving. i felt rather embarrassed to be such a scruffy bloke in front of such divine beauty. She had me shower before presenting my nakedness to Her and then had me kneel and lie on my back to worship Her stunning high heeled shoes. She asked what kind of shoes i most admired and i said pointy toed high heeled ones. She was wearing almond toed black high heeled shoes (one of the pairs i had worshipped on Her website) but went to change into some leopard skin pointy toed shoes. Whilst She went She had me kneel on all fours with my head touching the ground. When She returned She asked me to look at Her shoes, which of course i was desperate to see, and i was stunned by Her elegance when i was allowed to lift my head from the floor to see the shoes. Then She allowed me to massage Her feet and suck Her toes and i was in heaven for a good long while as She seemed genuinely relaxed. Eventually, She was satisfied and had me kneel on all fours and kicked my balls with Her pointy toed shoes. Every time i see a beautiful Lady in pointy toed shoes of dream of being kicked by Them and it was a delight to feel their power for real. Mistress Davenshaw could sense how much i was enjoying myself and made sure that i thanked Her for the privilege. It was a thoroughly delightful session and i hope it will be the first of many.

After several years of visiting the old-style leather-and-pvc dominas, my appetites had become jaded - almost as jaded as their routines, with the tired 'on your knees,wimp' scripts. Too often, they seemed pre-written, and they bore no relation to the fantasies that I - and other subs, I'm sure - harboured. These were based far more on daily life than on some old notion of a leather-clad whip-wielding amazon. To me, the women I worked with or encountered in daily life were far stronger sources of potential submission: my female boss whose elegant dress sense and air of detachment sent me wondering what it would be like to kneel at her heels rather than just gaze at them. Or the office manager who left me in no doubt as to her opinion of my abilities. Or the efficient and super-intelligent female doctor whose brisk manner in her surgery made me tremble as I thought of how she would deal with me in other ways. Or the slim, bright and business-like estate agent, or the stern female bank manager... When I saw Miss Davenshaw's site, I realised that here was a woman who knew what made modern men tick - and who was going to see that we got what we deserved. She dresses like the powerful yet stylish way which most successful female executives dress - expensively but tastefully attired, with skirts which accentuate her slender yet womanly figure. She is quite petite, but this is offset by her elegant high heels, sheer stockings, a scent which announces her arrival, perfet make-up and hair. and of course, a beautiful face which only adds to her power. Yet it's her manner which is most captivating. On my first visit to her, I was taken aback by the calm, assured, business-like tone she adopted with me. She told me her rules, and asked me about my own leanings, leaving me in no doubt that it was her preferences and tastes which were to be satisfied first. From the first second we met, she was utterly confident. In the session, she was my female boss, delivering her latest feedback on my performance - verbally at first, and then in other ways - making me strip in front of her and humiliating me for my physical shortcomings ('I see that it's not just in this quarters's figures that you come up short...') and punishing me in a deft, controlled and brisk manner which matched and stretched my fantasies of real-world, office-based domination. Going over my female boss's knee, naked, has been an abiding fantasy of mine for years, and being spanked by her was a thousand times more real than being slapped by a traditional domme. By the end, I was lying on her floor, gazing up at her perfect form, revelling in her abuse and abasing myself in front of her, as she looked down at me, and expertly delivered her final crushing verbal sallies. There is no doubt that Miss Davenshaw is a most welcome new addition to the London female domination 'market' - indeed, she is a one-woman revolution in designer couture. I cannot wait for my next appraisal.

My session with Miss Davenshaw was absolutely amazing and far surpassed all my expectations. While I have fantasised about being sexually dominated and humiliated by a gorgeous lady all my adult life I have only visited four prodomme Mistresses. Miss Davenshaw is head and shoulders above the others – not only is she totally stunning but she immediately “got” my fantasy (female Boss) and took on the role perfectly taking total control throughout the session. There is a real skill in the way Miss Davenshaw utilises the likes and dislikes discussed before the session and uses them in a really natural, unscripted, way. It made me feel totally at her mercy with no idea what she would do next. If you are thinking about visiting a Mistress for a femdom session in London then I can’t rate Miss Davenshaw highly enough. She operates from a great location and while the absence of a dungeon may put some people off being chastised in her office was really exciting as it was real life scenario and there was NO doubt that she was certainly in charge!

“Yes, Miss Davenshaw.” “Head down. Hands behind your back,” commands a cut-glass voice without a hint of warmth. I feel ropes encircling my wrists. Quickly. Tightly. “On your front. Legs together.” Before I can protest, my ankles are firmly stretched up behind me to join my wrists. I’m told to roll over, exposing my vulnerability. My heart races. Above my head, perched on the very edge of her seat sits a beautifully slim and stunningly attractive blonde woman in elegant, black lingerie. A portrait of quintessential English femininity. The sharp heel of her Yves Saint Lauren boot gently strokes across my lips. “Suck it!” My mind struggles with reality. This is surely a dream, the same fantasy that has replayed countless times deep in the recesses of my mind for as long as I can remember. But, it must be real because only 10 minutes ago I remember walking into a wonderfully inviting apartment that did nothing to forebode the exacting domination and punishment that lay ahead. Over the past 5 years I’ve seen many professional Mistresses. With many of those its clear that femdom is a more a profession than a passion. Despite rooms full of intimidating dungeon equipment, momentary figures of unsure speech or diffident actions betray the façade. I’ve never met a Mistress who exudes assured superiority as naturally as Miss Antonia Davenshaw. Her commands are sharp and to the point, her actions totally assured and precise, her physical beauty only secondary to her mental prowess. I think I have finally found the embodiment of genuine female authority. A blindfold is placed across my eyes. Darkness surrounds me. My breathing quickens as boot heels click across the wooden floor… I listen. Silence. Crack! A leather crop lands hard on the very tip of my engorged penis. A gunshot of pain shoots through my body. I squirm and struggle against the ropes with all my strength, but can’t escape. My heart pounds. Sharp heels click. I hear a desk drawer slide open. “I have another surprise for you”….