Femdom

She'll be back, Young dommes who 'retire' usually do once they realise they can't maintain the same lifestyle. Very unlikely she can make anywhere near as much money in the real world.

Maybe one of her highly devoted team of slaves - not joking - wrote the book, under her dominant guidance granted. But she is most certainly a woman. In another era of life I was permitted to watch her have sex until she came 4-5 times, she only breaking eye contact with her lover to tell me of an impending orgasm or one that had just passed or another up ahead and requiring her to dig her hips down onto her stud to reach it. She put me through a great deal on our first session and I was in a other plane of sub space at that point, when lying on my back, my knees bloodied from the high-protocol crawling about, pouring champagne, cleaning her intimates, even a kind of brap gas mask that hooked to her behind (not my taste at the time but I regret not going further with her now). Which is why I was surprised beyond brief description that she was removing my chastity and pressing the bulb of a vibrator wand down onto my femdom-exhausted dick, telling me how impressed and pleased she was at my service, which is among the best things a submissive can hear from his Domina

She has many smart men from NYC, London and beyond who love her and I'd imagine would help her transition, mentor, open doors etc. She's a strange woman, highly driven and ambitious, way way more intelligent than any woman has a right to be. It was striking.

That sounds amazing, I wonder how she organizes people so well. How much did it cost?

Want to mention she's not just cruelty and whips and bodily fluids. She cares for her submissives and tries to give them something more than just the high prices entertainment, and while that might sound silly, we all need help, especially those of us caught up in our own kink quest obsessions. To her I think there was a natural order fulfilled by femdom, whereas most women are pretending.

I think four hours was 1200 + tip

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Yeah I've been in and out of the scene for a few years. I think at the moment I've touched a liminal zone whereupon I'm too bored to fap and in a state of wonder about mistresses in general theyre really quite fascinating past the endless blind pursuit of pleasure. It kind of upsets me how I don't want to just fap and get it over with like I have 3 porn tabs open and it's just not happening for me.

I'm pretty into mysticism and have possibly opted for the archetype of a magician or something awful but it helped me realize the receptacle in Timaeus wasn't a feminine concept, it was forethinking, and forethinking is a hollow set of forms upon which Love is happy to fill, love is always excess, full and overflowing which awaits the giving, and is the present act of the great creator, the present moment of the becoming and lapsing of the world. anyway you should tell more stories

>being this fluffy over your favourite sex worker
She's a service provider. Plenty of other women with the same skills and often better equipped set ups. I can get rp like this during the meet, never understood continuing it after you're back in the world

I completely agree and love how you brought up mysticism. There are some Dominas who really are closer to spritual healers than kink aware escorts. In my experience, I was at the time a lost soul and sought out Dominas because why not, I'd grown up with Maitresse Madeline videos, that all seemed hot, and sex was just not rewarding, especially because I obsessed with pleasing the woman and while I could do that most of the time, I largely forgot that women enjoy giving pleasure too, and being received as good lovers and all that. Vanilla stuff was incongruous to all these other kinks and weirdness. But I figured they were silly nonsense, excuses to just do transgressive kinky stuff. And so when Mistress Darcy tossed my first chastity device to me and I was proud to have caught it, thinking I'd preserved some aspect of my pitiful masculinity, I don't think the tectonics of domination had quite shifted into place even then, not until she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and pulled me out of my underwear, all acts that would have been the crowning chest-beating win in another context, but now she let me hang there, limp, uneasy, while she separated the chastity devices pieces and began going into why she enjoyed these types of scenes so much, and how Inadequate I was to even her first boyfriend who she'd tried such games with and came to love, it started to sink in how powerless I was and the degree of design that Darcy had planned. I recall her angelic finger briefly even touching my shaft as she swiftly installed the chastity device, which took mere seconds to render me into the now completely unfamiliar experience of witnessing intense play without self stimulation or pleasure to justify or comfort or deflect me from the full weight of Darcy's plot falling into place. Prior to her lovers arrival, Mistress helped me acclimate by pulling me over her knees and quite gently spanking me, giving me a really an ideal view of her statuesque feet, like slightly tinier versions of women's feet in neoclassical paintings, brightly white, shapely, immaculate, intricate wrinkles and bendings surpassing the brush of velveteen and silk. I could just fixate upon her feet and make them my world, finally, but I could derive really no sexual arousal from them or else I'd risk damaging my caged genitals. The disassociation this caused I think helped me land in the subspace I needed for the rest of the scene, seeing beauty and being deprived, even punished by the beauty itself. Sorry if this runs on. I've been meaning to write out these scenes in greater detail and didn't expect to explore these memories again so soon after doing so in the early femdom thread where I mentioned her book. I'll try to clean this up and add more later. I need to make the story flow more from her character than my perspective so to speak I think

I've had plenty of others I'm not mentioning. Mistress Darcy was different. I wouldn't be surprised if she was an asset of statecraft.