Here’s What I Think About Vanilla Sex [F4M] [Femdom]

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## DOMINATRIX DIARIES: CHAPTER 3

I have to admit, there have been moments where I’ve thought about sleeping with a sub. Though I’ve never acted on it, the sight of a man helpless in bondage, eagerly awaiting orders while his body throbs against his chastity cage is enough to send me into a frenzied spree of perversion, lust, and desire. It’s unlike me to be so out of control, so wanton, but the wetness between my thighs is undeniable. In extenuating circumstances, I reach for what’s familiar—my strap. I fumble with the harness, look at my manicured fingers and consider removing it. Releasing you from your bondage and revealing my soft, soaked lips. In my dreams, my hands are shifting towards the keys. In reality, I’ve already switched on my vibrator. Vanilla sex is for real men and unfortunately baby, you just don’t cut it.

NYC’s Richest Men & their Biggest Fetishes [F4M] [Femdom]

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## DOMINATRIX DIARIES: CHAPTER 2

When I met my first daddy, he paid me $5,000 dollars to remove my panties, force them into his mouth, and diligently enforce his chewing, sucking, and swallowing them whole. I would say it was the fastest five grand I’ve ever made, but I’ve made money faster. In New York there is no shortage of wealthy men seeking a thrill; unfulfilled, overworked corporate leaders imbued with power and authority they can hardly handle—that would be challenging for anyone to handle, to be honest. Many of these men find their satisfaction through sex, the risker the better, where New York City is flush with opportunities for danger—myself being one of them. I’ve personally witnessed Wall Street bankers spend $10,000 per hour on dancers in Times Square. I’ve literally seen New York City real estate owners pull out wads of money that were so fat, they had to ask every Domme at the dungeon to help them count it. I’ve even had a Doctor offer to pay for the down payment on my apartment in Brooklyn, NY. That’s $120,000 we’re talking about and I haven’t even gotten to the good part. Behind the money, the impulsive behavior and lavish spending, is a deep desire for fulfillment. One that only the most depraved, perverse sexual fantasies can satiate. Without naming names, I will reveal just a few of New York City’s richest men and their biggest, nastiest, most well kept secrets.

Dominatrix Diaries: chapter 1 [Fdom] [Msub]

It was the end of 2016 and after 12 months of backpacking around the world, falling in love with a French boy, and getting caught “cheating” with my ex-sugar daddy and then CFO of the largest art auctioneer in the world—I was left heartbroken and penniless. All I had left was a ticket to Paris, scheduled to depart just a month after my relationship had ended. I could have forgotten all about the lifestyle, returned to the corporate world and played victim to the high speed love affairs that had burned me. But I didn’t; I changed that ticket to a flight to Johannesburg, South Africa where I applied for grad school, and started working as a Dominatrix in New York City to finance my education instead.

Although I’d only been in the scene for less than 12 months, I was experienced with BDSM and femdom, having enjoyed my first Female Led Relationship (FLR) during undergrad with a previous boyfriend. We’d only broken up a year prior and after my brief foray as both a sugar baby and vanilla girlfriend, I deeply craved the power and authority kinky sex once provided me. Reflecting on it now, I’ve always been a dominant woman, and have desired to be with a queer and/or submissive man all my life. But because I am so feminine, it’s been difficult for the men in my life to meet or understand these needs. In many ways I was lost, and by answering that NYC Craigslist ad casting for “New Dominatrices willing to be trained”, you could say that I was finding myself.

My Biggest Turn-On is Designer Shoes

The tip of my stilettos glistens seductively while I slowly slide them in and out of your mouth. I know you have a foot fetish and when I’m feeling particularly kinky I always use my long toes against you. Your face is wet with tears and saliva, your hands bound and restlessly wringing for escape. As my delicately curved arches draw closer to your face I hear you begging for release.

“This is cruel,” you whimper.

I look down at your hard, unwavering erection. “No baby,” I say, “This is fun.”
I have a fetish for foot domination and designer shoes are my biggest turn on.