I’m a busy Dominatrix, but I endeavour to leave the local fetish scene and travel to several fetish and BDSM related parties and club events as often as possible. This year I have packed My gear into suitcases which slaves carry for Me to the ends of the Earth. I love meeting kinksters , fetish models, and photographers. Furthermore, it is a way to satisfy My dark curiosity and witness new hardcore delights that I can share with those who find themselves under My boots wherever I may be. Let’s face it, I also love to stir things up!
Wasteland in Amsterdam, NL
As soon as I arrived with a friend and My slave, comments and seductive looks were coming My way. Everyone there was dressed to party fiercely and have relentless sexual encounters. There was a sea of well built attractive men, who were telling Me about an event called Bitch that would be more geared to My sensibilities. I got the point: guard My slave’s rear against the usual advances by leather men. It is surprising how many times he gets molested by excited women and men while in bondage on My leash at parties. It makes him look like such a helpless target. I find it a funny since he really doesn’t appreciate it at all. What I learned is that these kinksters are civilised! There was some hype, comments and jokes about his ass, but not one single molestation occurred all night.
By that time I had picked up another random slave on a leash and was making My way through the crowds in all the different rooms to find the play space. There were enough sex swings and drugs to fuel the entire evening. There was even a sex labyrinth. I didn’t sample any of these because I was on a mission. Dungeon equipment was no where to be found. I decided to utilise the columns holding the roof, and handcuffed My 2 slaves in place for their warm up punishment.
After this, I pulled them into the centre of a circus ring surrounded by giant inflatable high heeled legs. More corporal punishment with the cane, crop, flogger, and nipple clamps. This was followed by well as high heel body and cock trampling, as well as ball busting. Both slaves were getting as much as I could dish out.
I was in the zone, so concentrated on the action when I realised there was a big crowd of spectators and photographers. When I finally decided to give the poor leashed slaves a break, people were coming up to Me asking how they were able to book Me to perform. I really thought this was funny, because I was simply doing what I do at any Fetish party when the mood strikes. I didn’t know that I was so well known!
The next person to recognise Me a little later on was the lovely fetish model, Louva from Demask. Perhaps she had been watching the next spectacle I had put on. By that time, all the sexual acts around Me had built up the lust within Me. I wasn’t interested in swinging with strangers. My solution was to equip My slave with a humiliator gag and a 10″, thick black dildo. He wears the gag in his mouth under a full face leather hood that I zip closed so that it only reveals the modular base. To sum up the show, I basically rocked the slave’s face while he was on his knees, strapped tightly into the rubber straight jacket. I had only to tug on the leash when I needed deeper penetration. Again, this seemed to be something very different and a crowd did gather. When I was barely finished satisfying Myself, Louva came and sat down beside Me with her friend. She introduced herself and already knew Me by name. We had a little chat, but I have to say that I was a bit star-struck so I snuck away promising to come back for drinks. One thing is certain: Louva is gorgeous in real life!
Here are a few other points of interest in 2011:
Torture Garden in Toronto, CA
SMil (Special Manifest) in Copenhagen, DK
Club Equipage in Berlin, DE
Kit Kat Club in Berlin, DE
Montreal Fetish Weekend
