The Mind Of A Dominatrix

Being a pro domme, a London mistress, dominatrix means that you are a therapist, fantasy maker, tension reliever and pain giver. Being successful is to be all of those things and if you are creative, then you are the cherry on the top of the cake. Very often clients come to you with very specific ideas or at least an outline of what they want in a BDSM session with you.

Clients are well aware that this is a specified amount of time (usually an hour) and that there is absolutely no sex allowed. O(f course, the definition of sex is subjective, especially when talking to males and females in isolation. But for this discussion and my situation it means no penis or tongue in my lady parts! Once there has ben an exchange of cash and this happens then you can call it whatever you like…but it’s prostitution!

I’m On Top

I am a dominatrix, not a prostitute! Saying that, I think it is a ‘fine and honourable’ profession, just not for me. I’m on top. I take charge. I fuck you! Metaphorically speaking, of course! Well, actually, I can do that too!

I love the the obscure fetishes, the ones that seem to have, nowhere to go in session! The ones that seem boring! It’s like a challenge, an invitation to take their request, on a little journey. To places they never knew existed.

Sheer Black Tights

My recent journey, was with a gentleman that loved tights, sheer black pantyhose to be precise. Some fetishes can date people. You can almost tell their age by what they request. I mean a man over 65 would never ask for tights! It would be stockings and suspenders. Going a little older and it would be the ‘fully fashioned’, the seamed variety…in American Tan!

I love a bit of vintage myself and will happily open up a fresh packet and put them on using silk gloves (to ensure no snags from dry cuticles). Putting them on is a glamorous feeling, it certainly sets the mood. Images of the femme fatale, sly and devious. Every dominatrix likes to think she has an ace card up her sleeve. And for a lot of us, we do!

So back to my black sheer tights customer, he just wants to worship them. Full stop. Gathering up my sheer black calves like they are a lover. He hugs, kisses and rubs them with abandon. Throwing himself in a state of oblivion and rapture, coming in and out of a trance-like state. Who am I to stop him? I’m being worshiped from the ground up. Well, to the mid thigh to be precise. If only normal women could get past, being ‘weirded out’, then they would realise, this is what all men should be doing. Worshipping them!

Creative Idea

So, for that hour, you get creative, well at least, I do. My mind (and body) moved into lots of different places. I stood up, I sat on the floor, sat in a chair, instructed him, left him to his own devises, stroked his head and told him to worship harder, amongst many things! It occurred to me that he might enjoy us both (not just me) in tights or perhaps a bodystocking for each of us would work. I dressed my idea up in sexily spoken words. Suggesting he visualise the scenario. The session finished and he thanked me profusely. I appeared to hit the mark and he left a very happy customer.

So you see, it was no surprise to me that two weeks later, he messaged me to say:

“Hello Miss Kim.

Hope you are well? I don’t know if you remember but during our last session you spoke about both of us wearing bodystockings and I loved the ideas you came up with. Would you be interested in that type of session? Thanks” 

I love it when I hit the nail on the head. Another happy customer. I personally think that when you enjoy your job, it show. I love what I do. It’s not just about money. It’s not the only reason I do it. For example:

* Personal growth

* Fun

* Creativity

* I have loads of equipment

* Altruism

* Satisfaction

Check out my social media on the HOME page and the BLOGS page. Follow me?

If you have enjoyed this review, you my log into Niume and donate some cash. Alternatively, I have a Wish List you may choose from.

Miss Kim x

Comments are closed.