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Get A Head Start, Slaves!

I've been thinking what I want for Christmas this year, a lot, and along with all the stuff I have on my Amazon wishlist, I want more than anyting to have a few spanking new slaves!

New for me to mold into who I want them to be.

New slaves for me to mold into who they need me to mold them into.

New slaves who are at my beck and call, who know that they need to call Madame Hailey the moment they lay down and the moment they lie down.

The thing is, I am not waiting for Christmas. No, I am starting right now!

Did you know that I am talking to you? You didn't? Well I am. It's you who needs to fall into the glorious world that is submission to me, Madame Hailey.

Starting NOW!  1 888 938 7382

1.99 a min US & CA, 2.50 International
All discreetly billed as Madison Enterprise
Other information on the right side of this blog

Sensory Depravation

I have a lovely home, but the real fun is located in my basement which I have outfitted into a wonderful dungeon! When I moved in, it just seemed to be, well so obvious, the place where I was going to make my own private lair. In previous home I had set up in extra bedrooms, but I always yearned for more space to spread out and to acquire more equipment.

So now I have not only a dungeon, but a large space for suspsensions, a medical room and my current favorite, a sensory deprivaton room!

The sensory deprivation room has been made to be completely soundproof by a former slave who also happened to work in a music studio. I can adjust and control the temperature from a dial outside of the door. There appears to be no light but if I want, I can make it go from pitch black to the most obnoxious strobe light ever. Often, when I put someone in that room, I'll put restraint them complete with leather mittens so they can't even feel anything.

Needless to say a trip to the sensory deprivation room can be equally terrifying and erotic. Imagine being in there all alone, gagged, wanting to yell out to be released, yet, I can't hear you. Or can I?

Madame Hailey

1 888 938 7382

Let Me Take You Down

Down
Down
Deep
Into sub-space.
Not talking science fiction here, but sub-space in regardess to the blissed out place where a submissive finds him or herself after engaging in a BDSM scene.

You can get there from phsyical pain,when all your endorphins are shooting through your body like rockets. You can get there just by being all tied up or humilated, your mind takes you to another plane, a plane where you have fully transfered your powers to your Dominant. It is better than any illegal drugs, it can be sexy, it can leave you engergized, and it most definitley will make you realize the extent of your submission.

Let yourself go, free, into my capable hands and experience the beauty and pleasure of going into a far away place that exists within your own body and soul.

It is gorgeous.

Trust Me.

Madame Hailey
1-888-983-7382

Spanking on The Screen Part 1

Hands down, pun intended, my most common request is spanking. It sort of spanks the realm of all fetishes everyone from my little ABDL customers to my basic subs love a good spanking!

What some of you may or may not know is that I am a huge movie and pop culture buff, and nothing brings a smile to my face when a little subversive behavior gets some airtime.

Below is a clip from one of my favorite BDSM related movies, the dark-comedy "Secretary." If any movie shows the beauty and the need to submit, this movie does




Want to sumbit?

Call me!
1-888-938-7382
Madame Hailey

HypnoDomme Strikes Again Part 2

A submissive of mine of mine, a "Little Girl," aka "LG" that is one who not only cross dresses into cute little girl outfits, but has the persona of a young girl had a very interesting hypnotism request a week ago.
She wanted to be hypnotized to wet her bed.

Now think about all the mental and parent training that goes into get a child to not bedwet, I knew this might be a tricky case.

In addition to her bedwetting hypno request, there was a desire, a need for her to be punished for being a very naughty girl, a naughty girl who rests in her bed.

I am happy to report that after two, back to back  phone hypnotisim sessions,  my Little Girl found herself not only waking up in a warm pool of her own pee, but continuing on to inflict pushiment upon herself for being such a bad little bed wetter.


Here is an email I received from her today:

Hi Miss Hailey!


It worked!  I woke up wet this morning, and did not remember doing it during the night.


I gave myself a spanking and stood in the corner for 30 minutes. Do you know how HARD it is to stand in the corner for 30 minutes?? I didn't hardly feel the spanking through all that diaper padding though...


I crawled to the bathroom and cleaned up and then crawled to the kitchen for a bottle of juice. Didn't stand up at all til I was in the kitchen.


I took my temperature in my bottom.  It was 98.5. Guess that is normal.




I was also thinking maybe I can score a high chair I could fit in easily, and I could start sitting in it every morning to have a bowl of oatmeal and a baby bottle of juice, before I change my diaper.


Love,
Miss Hailey's Little Girl

As a hypnodomme, I was elated to read her report, elated because I could share some proof with those of you have contancted me iof late nquiring about "how can you hypnotize someone over the phone."

Well, haters, doubters, here's proof.

Have something erotic, twisted, dark, that you like to be hypnotized to do? Then definitely give me, Madame Hailey (she has permission to call me 'Miss", not you!), a call

1-888-938-7382

Gobble This

Look my little gobblers, I have a very special Spanks-giving treat for you! You can call yours truly, Madame Hailey from the US and Canada for $1.79 a minute through Thanksgiving 2009. As always, discreetly billed at "madison enterprise." 1-888-938-7382

Of Toys and Trinkets

This evening I had the misfortune of meeting the most idiotic wanker of all time.

A total wannabe sub with a fixation on America's favorite beauty Barbie. Yes, you read that right.  Let it be known that he was not a sissy who collects and plays with Barbies, that would not be an issue. In fact, one of my best sissies has a lovely doll collection, including some vintage Barbies.

As for this wanker, oh my, was he a pathetic soul! He apparently was just dying for his wife to "tell me what to do," but she was a fat ass who had no interest in anything other than a bucket of chicken. From what I gather she was so obsese she couldn't even reach to pleasure herself, much less muster the energy to order anything other than a pizza.

So wanker man spills his little beans to me, since he can't get big momma to be his Domme and he had yet to find yours truly, he acted out his fantasys with his daughter's Barbie and Ken dolls.

I do not lie.

He went on to tell me how he constructed a little dungeon for Barbie. Barbie would lure in Ken and his other look-a-like pals and whip them into submission. Wanker even made a little strap-on for Babs out of a piece of leather from an old belt and some molding clay. Sad, but true.

Wanker, thankfully found me, and I promptly instructed him to rip off Barbie's head and well, as for Ken, he's now deep inside wanker's asshole.

Would you like to play Barbies with me?

1 888 938 7382