Lately I’ve been thinking, Fuck it. I want to own someone. I want to push someone. Control him. Get him to do things he hates simply because it’s what I want. I want to stop worrying about making him happy or serving his fetish/desire and create a slave that exists primarily to make me happy.
Lately I’ve been feeling … I dunno, dommier than usual. Most of the time I’m all warm and juicy woo woo and collaborative and maybe even a little service toppy (the genuine confidence that you can do whatever you want means less of a need to prove it all the time). But the last couple of sessions have had a chilled edge, a selfish intensity. This is what I want.
I don’t remember how it started. Oh. Yes. He was talking to me and as I was watching his face I suddenly found myself imagining his mouth, hinged open like a screaming puppet. He kept talking as I got up and walked towards the rack where the gags hung. I found the fish hook gag, … Read More
I knew he wanted it. He certainly knew not to ask me for it, though. Even to suggest it risked dismissal and he definitely didn’t want that. But sometimes when we’d meet, he’d mention how he’d found an escort who also offered domination, at least that’s what her website said, and he was going to … Read More
Had a great session the other day with a tasty masochist. I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I’ve seriously thrown my whips … and wow! did it feel good. So to celebrate, I’m offering a To the Pain! special from now until August 31. To the Pain! is like an Orleans Experience … Read More