Conformist Pro Domme

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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.

Mistress T fetish goddess FemDom

I beat & humiliate men for a living.

BDSM beginnings…

While I was working as a receptionist at that big company in my early 20’s a coworker introduced me to an interesting website. I think it was called “Bianca’s Woods” or something like that. It was a place where people could write sexy stories and post them for others to read.

Most of the stories were the usual sort of thing but one story really caught my attention. It was a long story written from a woman’s perspective. She needed work and took a job as a maid/servant in a fancy mansion. She sensed something was unusual there but couldn’t place it. When she finally met the owner of the house and her real boss she was so nervous she spilled his drink. He took her over his knee and spanked her. What followed was a slippery slope of events that climaxed in a very intense scene…she was prepared, presented, strung up, stimulated, and fucked by a group of people. The interesting part was that it was all written from HER perspective, and it was very consensual. The reader could ride the emotional roller coaster with her, her shame, her wrestling with this side of herself, her giving into it, etc. There were various elements of BDSM, electro stimulation, pain & pleasure and in the end, even a dog!

The same author wrote other stories, all from the woman’s perspective. Her struggle with giving herself, submitting.

I found this theme very exciting. Submission. Control. Domination. Pain & pleasure. I wanted to explore but I didn’t know how…but just like most, I found my way, didn’t I? *grin*

A couple years later I was in San Fransisco with a platonic male friend. I asked the concierge at our hotel to recommend a place that would blow my mind. All I wanted was an address, no other info. We ended up at ‘The Power Exchange”. If you’re familiar with this place now, understand that it was very different 12 or 13 years ago when I first went. I’ll describe it:

The Power Exchange was a live sex/BDSM kink club. The first room we walked into, hearing loud music coming from somewhere beyond, was a medieval themed room with a big wooden table & fireplace…and a huge viking looking man flogging a women tied to a cross…her male partner on the other side of the cross kissing her and stimulating her front. It was a powerful introduction and I watched in awe for the first time, someone being flogged and whipped. Each time she was struck her body moved so beautifully.

We continued on and each room we entered offered more to overload my senses. Cages, peep holes, a room full of TV’s playing porn movies, people masturbating, people fucking, people watching, people being Dominated…a women lying on a bed with about a dozen men fondling her…eventually we came across a scene that many others were watching. A beautiful woman was tied to a cross being punished by a somewhat mean looking man dressed all in leather. She was instructed to explain to the crowd why she was being punished: she had burnt his toast that morning. A rumble of laughter went through the crowd and I smiled too. That’s when he looked directly at me and asked if I wanted to come into the scene.

I didn’t even turn to look at my poor, freaked out friend, I just slide under the chain and into their space. They both quickly explained that this was all consensual, explained safe words, etc. He handed me a vibrator and instructed me to touch it to the cloths pegs that were attached all over her nipples, breasts and pussy. I loved the way she reacted. She was very animated & vocal. She kept looking me in the eye and smiling between screams of pain. He then put a rubber glove on my hand, lubed me up and instructed me to fist her. I did and it was like having the whole world in my hand. By now the crowd had grown to dozens, all watching the naive newbie play in public for the first time. I must have been quite the sight.

I realize at this point I have your full attention but I also understand that attention spans are short these days so I will leave it there for now and continue later. There is more, oh-so-much more *grin*.

MistressT Femdom Fetish Goddess in red & black

Decending into the depths of depraivity