London Fetish Weekend Sept/Oct?

Posted on August 27, 2011 by Mistress T

I’ve been invited to London Fetish weekend: http://www.londonfetishweekend.com/ (Sept 30-Oct 2) and am gathering information to help me decide whether the trip is do-able. I would stay several days longer and film with other producers and/or film for my own site with London film slaves and possibly accept private bookings.

If you are a producer located in London and you would like to work together during that week, email me.

If you are a potential film slave or you would like to have a private booking, email me.

If I get enough interest and IF I can juggle my schedule it would be great to come to London for Club Pedestal and Torture Garden. I’ll keep you posted!

Email: MsT@MistressT.net

Party in London?

Fan Mail – Fuckdoll?

Posted on August 20, 2011 by Mistress T

I get a lot of fan mail. Most of it isn’t worth repeating but once in awhile one comes along that is worth sharing. This one made me smile, then laugh. See if you can catch the humor too…

Ode to an internet beauty
Mistress T,

You’ve written about getting messages obviously written one-handed. Don’t slight us or yourself. I’m here because the moment I first saw your photo, I experienced involuntary movement of a major body part. Has that ever happened to you? Can you imagine if you saw a really sexy guy and all of the sudden your arm moved without you making it do so? I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, and my cock got hard until it throbbed incessantly. When I very soon after watched that first brief video clip somewhere on the web, yes, I couldn’t help but watch with one hand. I had no choice but to masturbate. I had to. You beauty forced an erection on me, forced incredible lust on me, and forced me to masturbate. My hand grabbed my cock as if directed by a power beyond my control, tightly, and starting stroking it like it was a jackhammer. Seeing you, that classically beautiful face, the high cheekbones, the petite, thin frame, the tiny waist, the very round hips, the perfect-size breasts that are perfectly shaped and are firm and high, those legs, and, just as much a work of art as your sculpted face, that absolutely round, extremely high, tight, and symmetrical rear end that makes for a perfect outward arch–such an incredible curve, the best curve a woman can have and you have every curve, one word inhabited my mind, my hand, my cock, my heart, my soul as I looked….

…My brain function devolved back in time to its most primitive state where I could no longer even think. Primal instinct took over and it made my cock hard and throb, made my hips thrust in a fucking motion even though I was alone, and made me think, over and over and over as I was captured by your sexual power, only of one one syllable word: Fuck. Fuck. Fuck her. Fuck that woman. I need to fuck the hell out of this woman before I die. I HAVE to fuck her. It’s an animal reaction you create in us. It’s what makes us view, subscribe, write. I lose control over my penis where you are concerned: I get hard even if I don’t want to, I jackoff harder than I intend to as my body acts as it would were I actually be fucking you, I come harder, I ejaculate more, and I come much sooner than I’d like to because you take over my mind, body, soul and cock. You own my cock, in a way. In real life, I’d want to drill you forever, but in reality would surely come very quickly given how much you turn me on. You are a living fuckdoll in the most complimentary sense. We men fantasize about having Mistress T the fuckdoll as our personal fuck-toy. That’s the secret hope for some of us; we’re not all submissive wimps. I want to take you under me and have my way with you, touch you everywhere at once, lick you forever, and pound you until my cock falls off.

It’s real–you capture our core beings merely by looking as you do, by being you. I have had innumerable orgasms while watching your videos and looking at your photos. You have the best ass–when a woman is so perfectly round back there, I get overwhelmed with lust. I love everything about your appearence, but it’s that extraordinary rear-end of yours that keeps me coming back, and keeps me looking with only one free hand.

You’re the best.

“John”

Ass encased in pantyhose...*sigh*

Saddle up!

Under that juicy ass!

Love that ass!

Small Penis’s

Posted on August 18, 2011 by Mistress T

I found this great documentary about small penis’s. It’s meant to be serious and I think it would be very helpful for any man who feels his penis isn’t big enough.

If ‘small penis humiliation’ is a turn-on for you (yes it is a fetish) this documentary provides endless moments that you’ll love to jerk off to.

Here’s the 1st documentary called “My Penis and I” : http://documentaryheaven.com/my-penis-and-i/

And the follow up documentary “My Penis and Everyone Else’s” : http://documentaryheaven.com/my-penis-and-everyone-elses/

I do ‘small penis humiliation’ vids. Otherwise known as SPH. Why do guys want to jerk off to me laughing at their penis and humiliating them for being inadequate lovers? It’s a form of ‘Erotic Humiliation’. Although men are often considered visual creatures who just think with their dicks, the brain does play a huge part in the sexual arousal for most men, believe it or not *smile*. Humiliation, degradation and shame are hot buttons for a lot of people and generalizing where this comes from or why is pointless. Does it start with something that happened in childhood? As a teen? Maybe, everyone has their own story and some men don’t know how it started, they just know they get turned on by being humiliated. I’ve even received emails from fans who say they have an average or larger than average dick and they still love to jerk off to my SPH vids.

Our beloved Wikipedia has a little more to say: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erotic_humiliation

You can search the category ‘small penis humiliation’ on my clips4sale PPV store: http://www.clips4sale.com/23869

If you like to read, I recommend Literotica’s list of erotic stories including SPH:http://tags.literotica.com/small%20penis%20humiliation

Dick Too Small To Fuck

Female Owned & Operated

Posted on August 17, 2011 by Mistress T

Since my blog entry talking about C and I starting the business together I’ve had some questions about our relationship and roles in the business. I can move the story along and answer those questions at the same time.

We started the clips store and then the members site. C performed in some of the vids. He is the only male performer I had intercourse with in my vids. He is the only male in all of the shoejob vids. C also ran the camera for all of the scenes. He taught me to edit video early on and I enjoyed it so much I did the majority of my own editing. With my background in sales, marketing and business I did everything else. I answered all of the emails, did all of the advertising, decided on the themes & scenes, etc.

It has always been a female owned & operated business even though C was by my side and involved.

The tricky thing about a ‘tell-all’ story is not violating the privacy of those who are a part of the story. C has requested that I don’t write about our break up and I’ll respect that. I will simply say that it was my choice to end our personal relationship which meant an end to our business relationship as well.

There was a time, not long ago when I moved into a new place, alone, bought a new video camera, lighting and started a new chapter running the business solo. It was a difficult time on many levels. For example, I have always been intimidated by new technology and I was nervous about learning how to use the new camera. It sat in the box for weeks before I even tried to use it. Eventually I began and of course it was fine.

I used to film some of my solo vids with the camera on the tripod and some with C holding the camera. There are pro’s & con’s to both and now that I only film with the camera on the tripod, alone, I feel it’s more intimate. It’s just me and the guy (who I imagine) watching me, jerking off to me. I feel like I can go deeper into the head space of that fetish and moment. I love the vids I’ve been creating on my own.

Of course I can not grow a penis and fuck myself so I will probably need to find new ‘talent’ for the cuckold vids and other vids where I have intercourse. There is only so much one person can do on their own *smile*.

The future looks brighter than ever. In some ways I feel like I’ve lost something that was holding me back. I have started to explore new opportunities and as life often goes, new opportunities are falling in my lap. My step father always says of my great luck: “Luck is when opportunity meets preparation.”

"Your actions, and your action alone, determines your worth."~ Evelyn Waugh

Story Paused: What else will I write about?

Posted on August 14, 2011 by Mistress T

Some of you may be wondering what the dickens I’ll write in this blog when the story gets caught up to present day…and we are getting close.

I have a few ideas…one of which is digging into specific fetishes. The more bizarre the better. I’ll educate & inform, shock & titillate…maybe introduce some folks to new kinks. I’ll include pics & vids for those who are more visual.

I’ll also go back in time and recant some other personal stories that I left out in the first big picture of story telling.

I will answer questions. You’re welcome to email me and ask for something to be answered or explained in my blog: MsT@MistressT.net

I will give you insight into the current day-to-day life of a 35 year old fetish film producer & performer. I have some pretty interesting interactions with fans (privacy always respected but if you write me a crazy email expect that I might share it with the world without your identity).

You can come along with me on my journey which is no where near complete. What will happen next? Find out WITH me.

Subscribe and know the moment I add something new here…or follow me on Twitter…or both!

Fetish Glam

Thank you Club Stiletto

Posted on August 11, 2011 by Mistress T

If you’ve been following the story you may recall that my first try at video was a flop. I gave up on making video’s. We all know something changed because I have now performed in over 1000 scenes!

A personal slave kept pestering me to meet the people from Club Stiletto. It was a local fetish film company who a few of the local Dommes had worked with. I reluctantly agreed. We met, we filmed and I loved it. Some of my first vids with them were big hits. They were really excited to keep working with me but I didn’t really understand why yet. I didn’t watch the top 50 charts on clips4sale. I lived in a bubble.

I enjoyed filming with them but I never watched my vids. I just saw it as a fun way to make some extra cash. They were very complimentary but I figured they just spoke to all of their models like that. I was still a busy Pro Domme. I had even set up a large, multi-room space for parties and dungeon rental for other Dommes. A sort of ‘Domme House’ modeled after places in New York.

About a year into my relationship with C he and I hit a rough patch and split up for six weeks. It was a hard time. The ‘Domme House’ wasn’t going so well. There wasn’t enough business to support multiple Dommes. I also got an eviction notice when my landlord found out about one of my ‘Foot Parties’. It was just a foot worship event but he called it a sex party and gave me notice. He didn’t have a legal right to evict me but I knew he would continue to make my life difficult so I left.

While C & I were apart he decided to pursue his dream of filming the type of shoejob porn he loved. He bought all the equipment and learned how to use it. He found models and although it wasn’t a runaway success he enjoyed it. Then we became friends again and I modeled for his shoejob clips store. I started to learn the business from behind the camera.

I made an offer to Club Stiletto to produce & sell them as much content as they wanted. With integrity rarely seen in the porn world they advised me to start my own clips store instead. They knew I had more potential than I was using. They could have kept me all to themselves and I might never have known what I could do on my own. It was their encouragement that gave me the push to open my own clips store.

In the first couple of weeks my clips store rocketed into the top 5 on clips4sale (www.clips4sale.com/23869). I had several #1 best selling clips in that first month as well. I wish I had known then what all of that meant. It was exciting when it was happening but I didn’t appreciate how rare and special it was at the time.

Eventually my friendship and business relationship with C evolved back into a full relationship. We traveled together (New York, Burning Man, California, Thailand, India, Vietnam, Cambodia, across Canada, etc.) We filmed together, lived together and we were happy.

A year after I started the clips store I opened my members site (www.MistressT.net). It was also an instant success. I thought it would cannibalize my clips store but it didn’t. Business was booming.

Here’s a shameless plug for the good folks at Club Stiletto who you can thank for being instrumental in bringing Mistress T, the fetish film performer, to you: www.clubstilleto.com and their clips store: www.clips4sale.com/896

One of my 1st facesitting shoots.

The client who became more…

Posted on August 7, 2011 by Mistress T

At this writing I am 35 years old. The story at this point puts me at around 30/31. At that point I was happily working away as a busy Pro Domme. I traveled a bit for work, around Canada and the US. I had some great adventures and everything was going smashingly. Apparently that’s not a real word but I like it anyway.

One day a new client called asking if I would consider a trampling session with a shoejob finish. This was iffy because I did not give handjobs at that time…but rubbing the bottom of my shoe against his cock until he came seemed ‘just’ okay. He sounded nice. He requested regular clothing, no fetish attire and asked if I could just act like a normal woman, not like an in-role Dominatrix. I was used to all sorts of fantasy fulfillment so I said “no problem”.

I’ll never forget how he looked laying on the floor below me, candlelit, sensual music playing, his muscles straining under my weight as I dug my heels into his flesh. He was beautiful. I thought he was years younger than me. Such a nice looking boy.

It was unusually erotic for me. I was very professional in most of my sessions but there was something different about this one. I made a note of it at the time.

He came back to see me several times. He would bring wine. I bought a special glass so I could easily pour it into his mouth while he was laying below me. I would let him stay longer. We would chat. He had excellent manners. I looked forward to our sessions. Too forward. He was a client. I needed to stay professional, but he was different. There was no real Domination, just kinky games between two people who weren’t pretending to be someone else. It was fun and it was hot.

It feels silly now how I struggled with my decision. I didn’t want to cross the line. I took my profession seriously.

Finally, after a session had gone double overtime at no charge I just said it: “I want to fuck you.”

He consented and we had somewhat awkward sex….but it had potential.

I invited him back for a personal evening, no business. We fucked for hours. It was amazing.

Things were complicated at first. I didn’t want to feel like I was getting paid for sex, but he didn’t want me to feel like he was taking advantage of the situation and getting free trampling and shoejobs. He would still book sessions and it was all business. Then when the time was up, we’d have sex. Or if I felt like company I’d call him up and go over to his place. Before I knew it, we were dating and it didn’t make sense to continue charging him.

He will be referred to as “C” as the story continues…

Sexy Trampling

Conformist Pro Domme

Posted on August 2, 2011 by Mistress T

Just before I continue the story I want to ensure my readers know how to find me elsewhere:

My members site: www.MistressT.net

My clips store: http://www.clips4sale.com/23869

Twitter: http://twitter.com/#!/MistressTdotnet

In my last entry I hinted that although I was happy doing ‘voyeur shows’ I was starting to look for my next big thrill. Some of the clients who called to see me respectfully asked if I would consider doing ‘other things’ during my time with them…and I don’t mean sex. Of course I was pestered non stop for sex, but these respectful gents would ask if it was okay to kiss my feet? Would it be okay if they wore ladies clothing while they jerked off in my presence? Would I consider giving them a spanking?

I had been playing kinky games in my personal life, going to fetish parties and reading alternative erotica for years…these ‘unusual’ requests did not bother me. They were exciting. I started expanding my services and early on in the game one of these gents wrote a positive review of my Domme services. All of a sudden I was the hot new Pro Domme in town. I cringe now at how easy it was to become that, with as little experience as I had. I needed to get up to speed quickly. I didn’t say that I could do anything I couldn’t do but bit by bit my list of abilities expanded. Some clients helped me learn the ropes, I took some lessons from professionals and I read a great deal. Clients bought me implements, equipment and attire.

The first time I used my strap-on was with a client. My strap-on was special. I had had it custom made in San Fransisco at Mr. S Leather in my mid 20’s. I never had a boyfriend who would take it but I finally put it to work.

I told a 50 year old gay male friend about the recent changes in my life. He pointed out that I would need to learn to fist. The first man I ever fisted was this man with his boyfriend coaching me along. I double fisted him up to my elbows!

That gay friend also put me in touch with a couple who where doing fetish video’s. They meant well and taught me a great deal. I’m sure the very first fetish video’s I did are floating around out there…I had braces at the time. The vids were nothing to brag about. Perhaps I wasn’t ready, maybe they weren’t the right mentors, maybe the timing was just off? In any case, my first attempt at fetish video’s was a complete flop (I’ve come a long way baby!). I gave up on vids and focused on private sessions. I was well-reviewed and as busy as I could handle.

In the early days I conformed to what I was told a Pro Domme was, except for the ‘no nudity’ rule. I’ve always been more comfortable in the nude…but I did not give handjobs, I did not allow oral worship or give it and absolutely no intercourse. I would allow guys to jerk themselves off. I did a lot of ass play, golden showers, bondage, CBT, flogging, caning, spanking, sensory deprivation…I allowed shoe & foot worship, I dressed men as women, I humiliated them, I role-played their bosses, nurses etc. I had puppy boys, cuckolds and houseboys. There was a lot of variety.

I point out that I conformed because now my opinion has changed a lot. I strongly feel that a real Dominant does what she wants and doesn’t follow other people’s rules. I pass that along to all new Dommes. You don’t have to advertise it, and you probably shouldn’t unless you want to get into uncomfortable situations, but if you feel a connection with a client and you WANT to do something with him, as long as he consents then it’s really no ones business. I realize this is controversial and puts the many Pro Dommes who strictly do not offer those activities in a difficult position, as clients can say “she did, why won’t you?”…but that’s not my problem. I can’t police everyone’s actions or reactions.

That is my position now, years later but back then as I said: I was a conformist Pro Domme and I played by the book.

I beat & humiliate men for a living.

From office to strip club…

Posted on July 27, 2011 by Mistress T

The summer I sold tequila on the nude beach I met two young women who were pretty but did not look like what I thought strippers should look like. They encouraged me to visit them at the strip club where they worked as non-contact private dancers (that means that they danced in front of a man but there was no physical contact between them). I found the whole thing intriguing but felt I was ‘above’ being a stripper. I had been using my big beautiful brain and purposefully not using my looks most of my adult life.

I reluctantly took an office job which I hated. I felt it was time for me to go back to being a responsible adult after my six months of travel and summer on the nude beach. Months past and I was bored so I looked for a bigger challenge. I found a better office job in outside sales and I worked my tail off for three months. I wasn’t given a sales quota as they expected new sales people to sell basically nothing the first quarter as they learned. I was aggressive and sold more than most of the seasoned sales staff, people who had been there for years. At the end of the probation period, they fired me. I was so shocked I laughed. I thought it was a joke. They explained that they wanted to build a company that was like a family, they wanted staff that would stay for the long term. I was so ambitious they figured I would just use them as a stepping stone and be onto something bigger in less than a year. I suppose they were right.

It was May 18 and I knew beach season would be starting up again soon. I was relieved to be free of the office world. I also decided to do something impulsive. I bought a wig and some slutty cloths. I went into the strip club and applied for a job as a private dancer and was hired immediately. I didn’t know anything about this world, this culture and I made some serious mistakes…but I knew how to sell and that’s what I did. I worked the room and I sold private dances. I was unstoppable. The customers loved me. Everyone else hated me. They thought I was cheating, charging less, ‘undercutting’ the other girls. It was untrue. I was charging more. I made more money than I had ever made but feared for my safety every night. It was a rush. I was someone else, disguised, a sexual vixen, desired by men, hated by women. I had all the power. The men weren’t allowed to touch me, they weren’t allowed to jerk off. I didn’t touch them. They could just look at what they could not have. I knew they would think about me later, when they were with their wives or girlfriends or when they were alone. I knew some of them probably jerked off in the bathroom or in their car after. I got off on their lust. I had a lover that I went home and fucked every night and every morning. All that sexual energy, I was like a cyclone.

This lasted for only four short months but it was enough time to save up for a down payment for a condo. I could have kept going but a violent, dangerous situation finally made me fear for my safety enough to leave that place. It was only a matter of time before something bad happened. I was not safe there.

I realize there are those who may be quick to judge and compartmentalize…saying that I’m less of a Domme for having experimented with submission (previous blog entries) or that I’m not worthy of respect because I was a stripper. I know too well the stigma that is attached to that profession. I encourage you to look at the individual and the unique set of circumstances before passing judgement and painting everyone with the same brush. This is the story of how I became who I am today and no one can deny that I am a very successful Female Dominant. In the words of the great Shrek, “I’m like an onion, I’ve got layers.”

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The Naked Truth

Story paused: Fire Dragon

Posted on June 30, 2011 by Mistress T

I’m going to ‘pause’ the story again for a side-bar moment of self-indulgent fluff. Since the blog is about getting to know ‘Mistress T’ more intimately I’ll tell you more about the ingredients that make me who I am.

Although I don’t normally go in for all the horoscope hooey I possess undeniable specific characteristics of both Taurus and Fire Dragon:

Innovative
Enterprising
Flexible
Self-assured
Brave
Passionate
Conceited
Tactless
Scrutinizing
Quick-tempered

You don’t have to dig too deep to see that this describes me pretty well. There’s a fine line between ‘Self-Assured’ and ‘Conceited’ though…and as for the famous ‘temper’ found in both Taurus & Fire Dragon, weeellll, I wouldn’t have a problem if some people didn’t make me so fucking angry! ha ha. Seriously, I feel the fire inside of me. I love that I have this fire, it drives me forward, it gives me passion, it makes me strong, but so far I haven’t violently hurt anyone by losing my temper. I don’t throw things or yell. Maybe I should? My Mother always cautioned me to keep control of my temper as she apparently had a violent temper in her teens. With all of that fire inside of me it has to go somewhere, right?

I dance. Maybe not particularly well, but I love to dance. Gay bars and fetish parties mostly.

As for being innovative and enterprising, this has been clearly true since a young age. For example, I rolled & sold single cigarettes to other teens while in high school (I have never smoked myself) and I’ve always been able to find work/create work and make money. I think I’m very lucky, but my step-father tells me “Luck is when opportunity meets preparation”.

As for bravery, the only difference between bravery and stupidity is how it turns out. For example, I once calmly put myself physically between some thugs that were beating up a friend, making eye contact and asking them firmly to ‘please stop’. It created a moment where my friend could get up from where he was being kicked and escape just before the police arrived. It was only brave because I didn’t get hit. If I had been hit, everyone would have said I was stupid to do that.

I take risks. I’m not afraid of failure because it’s all living and learning. Although I’m goal oriented I really believe that’s it’s about the journey, not the destination. I find humor in bad situations and I can laugh at myself.

It seems strange to write about me, me, me…I wonder when the story gets caught up to current time what I’ll write about? At this point I’m at about 12 years ago and a lot has happened in those 12 years so I guess I won’t have to worry about it for awhile…

Here’s a little more on the DRAGON (in my case, it’s pretty darn accurate):

THE SIGN OF THE DRAGON

The key to the Dragon personality is that Dragons are the free spirits of the Zodiac. Conformation is a Dragon’s curse. Rules and regulations are made for other people. Restrictions blow out the creative spark that is ready to flame into life. Dragons must be free and uninhibited. The Dragon is a beautiful creature, colorful and flamboyant. An extroverted bundle of energy, gifted and utterly irrepressible, everything Dragons do is on a grand scale – big ideas, ornate gestures, extreme ambitions. However, this behavior is natural and isn’t meant for show. Because they are confident, fearless in the face of challenge, they are almost inevitably successful. Dragons usually make it to the top. However, Dragon people be aware of their natures. Too much enthusiasm can leave them tired and unfulfilled. Even though they are willing to aid when necessary, their pride can often impede them from accepting the same kind of help from others. Dragons’ generous personalities give them the ability to attract friends, but they can be rather solitary people at heart. A Dragon’s self-sufficiency can mean that he or she has no need for close bonds with other people.

Here’s a little more on the FIRE DRAGON if you’re interested:

THE FIRE DRAGON 1916 AND 1976

The Fire Dragon is a powerful force to be reckoned with. This is a Dragon doubled! The Fire Dragon can move from calm and collected to combustible in a matter of seconds. In some ways the Fire Dragon is his or her own worst enemy. These Dragons cannot help feeling they are valuable and all-knowing. When they are right their vehemence and vigor is an asset to the cause, and though they value objectivity, they do not always employ the best decision-making measures, and sometimes jump to the wrong conclusion. They also suffer from recklessness and quick tempers. Yet, when they do keep their temper, emotions, and rivaling spirit under control, they emanate a commanding influence on other people.

Feelin' the FIRE? Grrrr! 😉

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