…you never know what you’re going to get.

Did you think I was going to say they’re all sweet? Nope.

I wasn’t sure whether to say clients, fans or slaves. The term that fits best is client since they all pay me for something, at least in the beginning. They’re all fans. Very few would consider themselves slaves.

Anyway, terminology aside, the business of being a Professional Domme or service provider (*cringe*) is a strange one. I am no longer a traditional Dominatrix. I was at one time. My formally structured sessions consisted of a lot of CBT (cock & ball torture), flogging, paddling, spanking, strap-on/anal play, boot worship, bondage, etc. I didn’t even offer a hand release. Clients were allowed to wank themselves off if they pleased me, which is to say, most of the time because they were paying after all.

Over the years things have evolved. I rarely see clients these days & when I do my ‘sessions’ are very casual. Clients basically pay to spend time with me, to meet Mistress T in the flesh. I enjoy being sensual, teasing & toying with men. The more mentally engaging (rather than implement or prop focused) the better I like it. I prefer to not feel like I’m providing a service but that I’m allowing lucky men to worship me in person.

I decided to open myself up to more sessions than usual this trip to the UK & thus far I am torn. The money is nice…& most of the gentleman I’ve met have been lovely…but I’m really questioning if it’s worth the annoyances that come with it. By that, I mean the piles & piles of emails (session requests). Then all the emails back & forth with each client working out the details. Then after all that the guys who change their mind either just before making a deposit or even more frustrating are those who make the deposit then vanish a couple days before the session leaving me wondering if it’s happening or not? They’ve paid, so I am reluctant to give their time to someone on the waiting list in case they surface in the last few hours…anyway, you get the point. Just reading this paragraph you’re probably getting annoyed.

Those who jerked me around & didn’t follow through with their sessions can really just go fuck themselves. Having the deposit eases the sting but the disrespect is unforgivable. I don’t take it that personally as I know every Domme deals with the same issues, but that doesn’t make guys who no-show any less dishonorable.

The theme of this blog was meant to discuss the vast differences in clients & my experiences with them. For example, I had dinner ‘dates’ three nights in a row.

The first one couldn’t have gone better. We totally clicked, it was comfortable, the conversation flowed & it felt natural. We sessioned after dinner & it was HOT. Really fun for both of us.

The second one no-showed (by the way, no-show Christiano: go fuck yourself) & although I had a list of several eager fans who were praying I’d have an opening, I had such a nice time with the 1st guy that I ended up going out with him for the evening again. It was wonderful.

If only all clients made me so happy…

The 3rd was a mini disaster. He spent the entire evening talking non-stop. Talking about himself, bragging & flaunting his wealth, name dropping without noticing how unimpressed I was. He made peculiar long-winded complaints about how unattractive people were at fetish events he’d gone to (since he would not be considered physically attractive by most, so um, you are kind of part of the problem, aren’t ya?). He didn’t want a session, he just wanted to spend time with me (which he did pay for) but he didn’t ask me any questions or try to engage me in conversation. I felt like objectified arm candy and I spent three long hours resisting the urge to punch him in the face. He made my efforts to gracefully end the evening impossible & it ended awkwardly with me telling him pretty much everything that you’ve just read, to his face.

*sigh*

So there’s a little insight into my world. I have been doing this for years & although I keep getting better at scheduling my time efficiently & meeting with those I enjoy, at the end of the day it’s a crap shoot. I never know what I’m going to get. That’s certainly fun when it works out well…but is it worth all the other annoyances? That is a question I will be pondering as the session requests continue to pour in…

Mistress T

http://www.MistressT.net

https://twitter.com/MistressTdotnet

I’m not just arm candy. I’ve got a big, beautiful brain too.