The profound humiliation of being sold at an auction, like a piece of meat, did not begin to poison the atmosphere until light flooded in, revealing all the mysteries of the darkness used to stow away the merchandise. It blinked, struggling to adjust it’s eyes. Indistinguishable colors slowly sharpened into focus to reveal a rather large barn, stocked full of common and uncommon items and equipment.
Among the bales of straw and farm tools were an unusual selection of shackles, and a stockade. Peering around further, a table filled with odd contraptions and a rack of strange costumes were visible; None of them as foreign and unsettling as the large shadowy figure lumbering straight towards the captive male. It squinted, struggling to make out the face of a large, oddly misshapen man, approaching him, mouth stretched open by a locked gag.
A blind frenzy overcame the wretch, pushing muted shouts out from behind its own oral restraint. Terrified of the humanoid creature that was now gently stroking the thick luscious hair covering its stocky body. It trashed and struggled to no avail. Strung up like a holiday roast, ankles and feet shackled together, exposing a delicate posterior to the whim of the captor. In the next few horrifying minutes, the man-beast deftly shaved down his hog with a long, blood-chilling barber blade. Every stroke of the metal edge taunted the skin with lethal potential, exposing tender flesh around the pig’s genitals to a new level of shame.
False hope washed over the little troll as his barber retreated. For a moment silence brought a profound feeling of relief, only to be squashed by the barn doors swinging open. A long elegant shadow loomed through followed by the woman from the market, the one who had bid highest.
“Well done, Three,′′ she suddenly towered over the hogtied male. “ finish the preparations and go eat your dinner with the others. You all may return for dessert.” Her words stretched out into a menacing grin across her face.
She pulled a bottle out of her overall pockets, the same dirty, loose fitting overalls from the auction, and downed several large gulps of a pungent smelling spirit. The contents of the bottle weaned as she oversaw her big, awkward servants stocking a station with various items.
“Okay, good” the end of her commands was marked by the sound of the empty bottle hitting the ground. The sound startled the captive and his attention was suddenly consumed by the bare flesh of its Mistress hatching out of her crude clothing. Her ass, perfectly exposed by the tiniest panties, was now in full view. Her figure pacing around the dungeon in a pair of boots and undies, intoxicated the prisoner, rendering him all but amnesic to the circumstances.
As her perfectly spherical buttocks jiggled into a harness, the jolting sensation of a cold, hard object slipping into his anus shattered the fantasy. Three, somehow now uncomfortably close, let out an imbecilic laugh from behind the rubber ball in his wet sloppy mouth, and fed the hose deeper.
Panic returned, even more desperate than before, when the blade was emasculating the purchase’s privates. Before the flood of anxious presumptions could solidify into a desperate boycott attempt Three turned a crank releasing a steady stream of water through the garden hose nozzle penetrating the male captive. Water gushed in, quickly flooding the intestines.
“Do at least five rounds, Three. This one looks like it’s eaten a lot of trash.”
For a moment, her scent wafted by, almost ripping the troll away from its misery, but the pleasure soon precluded with a shrinking glimpse of the owner’s toned ass strutting away atop leather boots.
A sinking sensation washed over the hog, all hope dwindling as the stomach distended by the water pressure.
“WHUH!” Three shouted triumphantly behind the gag, and ripped the hose out of the orifice it had occupied.
Shame took a new shape at that moment. Foul water spilled uncontrollably from the backside of the newcomer. Nothing could be more degrading than this, the thought was inescapable for him as he vacated helplessly in front of a stranger. The flow seemed neverending, every second bringing more stench and humiliation. Three stood stoic, hose in hand, unbroken gaze. He calmly hosed the mess down a drain and returned to complete his commands; Four more rounds. The scars on his body told tales of what rebelion awards the subjects of this plantation.
The rest would remain a mystery until the enema was done and the Lady returned.
2022 Brings a lot of new, exciting things our way. I want to jump right in so we can all have more time for kink in our lives.
Here is what is new:
I have just unpacked a parcel from Libidex containing a new oyster hood, arm binder, and bondage mitts in smoky black latex. The steamy scenes these new items will unlock have haunted my mind since I ordered them in late November.
A Sybian was recently added to the Goddess Cult play space. You may request it for any length scene at no extra cost.
Because of high demand and the ever increasing costs to run a business I am increasing my rates to meet the national standard in professional BDSM services. The following is my new pricing scale as of January 1st 2022:
1 hour $400 2 hours $700 3 hours $900 … Half Day $1800 7 hours $2100 Your 8th booked hour is on me $2100 … Full day $2500 (12 hrs) Overnight $2100 (6-8 hours of sleep included)
*Please note that specialty activities and last minute bookings will increase these rates.*
My utmost gratitude goes out to every person who has supported my small business throughout the years. Thank you for investing in my art and enabling me to grow into the skilled and educated professional I am today so that I can continue to create wonderful, kinky experiences for the players in our community.
Starting January 1st 2022 I am requiring a reference fee of $50-$100 per reference issued depending on how long it has been since we met. Without this I will simply be ignoring the provider’s emails. Please note that this comes after me generously granting my time and attention to give references to people and keep you and myself safe for over 7 years. Many of you ignored my simple rule of notifying me when using me as a reference, especially with not well known providers. Some of you have given out my phone number, something I explicitly say never to do. At least one of you caused me to incur a very damaging stalker through a reference. On top of all those things, the references take time and energy out of my day, to verify the person asking Is a real provider and not a bad actor, etc… My time is scarce and I would rather be playing in the dungeon than answering endless emails. I want to help keep you safe, but I can only do so much in a day, so references are now a service that you will have to purchase, and no longer a perk of having met me. – Thank you for understanding
It is now possible to get a rush reply to your email! Emailing me on a weekend and need to get through asap? Make a one time $40 tip payment through my Pantheon Pay and write “Time Sensitive” in your email subject. Note there is no guarantee I will be able to look at your email in any specific time frame. If I am in a long scene with a client, I will check the email and reply as soon as I am no longer in the scene as I would never want to make any of my clients feel unimportant or ignored in session, unless that was part of the vibe we are going for 🙂
Here is what is coming up:
Colorado Black out dates:
February 5 – 9 I will be in Boston!
March 12 – 17 will be in Salt Lake City!
April 10 – 15 I will be in NC and GA
May 14 – 20 will be in Dallas and Houston TX
Rubber Barbie and Michelle Lacy are visiting me late February to early March. Double and even triple Mistress sessions with the three of us will be possible in Denver for a short, magical moment. Bring the slavery experience to yourself, right here in Denver, or be whisked away on a rubber journey through your wildest dreams, you set the limits. Limited bookings available between February 24th and March 7th.
One of my resolutions this year was to do more of the things I love best. So I have created a new calendar for those who share my fetish passions.
February – BB with/out filming $250/ 350 hr
March – rubber bondage, “Brain Washing”, and female supremacy and worship scenes $300/hr or $250/hr for 3 or more hours.
April – human ashtray and/or “forced” intoxication $200/hr
The follwing fantasy was written by a very kinky boy who aspires to serve Mistress Michelle Lacy, Rubber Barbie, and myself in a filly immersed, female dominated world.
My Incredible Weekend at the Club Domme Estate
When I first arrived at the Club Domme Estate I was escorted into a closed office and told to have a seat in a small chair facing away from the door toward an office desk at the far end of the room to wait for my Mistresses for the weekend. I assume my initial greeter was another slave who served as a butler. My mouth was dry. My heart was pounding. I was even shaking a little. I couldn’t believe I was actually here! I took some slow deep breaths in and out in an effort to calm myself. After a few minutes I was mostly calm and becoming relaxed. Then I heard footsteps outside the door and then the sound of it being opened. I could tell by the footsteps that more than one person had entered the room. Then the door closed… For a few moments no one said a word. Then I heard my first command for the weekend,
“Stand and turn toward us and drop to your knees!”
I immediately did as commanded. There standing before me were Mistress Michelle Lacy, Rubber Barbie, and Goddess Isobel Devi! I knew that they were absolutely lovey by their photos but these two dimensional images pale to the real women. They are so powerful and well… charming too. Charming sort of like Vampire Countesses in a horror film I guess would be more accurate. For I knew that despite their sophisticated and even caring demeanor these women were predators and I was their prey! My heart was pounding hard again, I could almost hear it throbbing inside my chest. A chill ran from deep inside down into my upper thighs. Michelle Lacy spoke first, My rules of conduct for the weekend were explained to me. First I was to be stripped of my identity and given a number. I would be “slave four” from now on. I would only speak in response to a direct question, unless I preceded my speaking by a safe word, which was sort of a time out. My safe word for the weekend would be “red”. I was told to NOT forget this word! For that was the only way I could at least temporarily stop any punishment I may be receiving. After the preliminary greeting Mistress Lacy told me to remove my shoes and socks and place them beneath the chair. She then commanded me to strip EVERYTHING off, fold it neatly and place it in the chair. I could feel my pupils dilate! This was so exciting yet frightening at the same time! I did my best to undress without stumbling and falling then stood before them. I was trembling. Rubber Barbie spoke,
“I think this boy could use a little paddling perhaps to calm him down a little. What do you ladies think?”
They all agreed. Michelle Lacy commanded,
“Bend over and grab your ankles and don’t move until we give you permission!”
She then walked to the wall and took from a hook a rather large wooden paddle which she then walked over and let me have a closer look….Oh, it was a big one lined with quarter inch holes! She told me,
“We’re each giving you ONE lick. And for this initial punishment there will be NO safeword. You must take one lick from each of us, is that understood? You will reply “Yes Ma’am”.
“Very good, I’m going first, you may close your eyes if it helps.”
The moment stretched on…… then “CRACK!!!!!” Initially I was surprised at how LOUD it was but that was just for a microsecond! Then the pain exploded in my cheeks! I LEPT straight up grabbing both cheeks, letting out a surprised cry of pain!! OHHHHH my butt was on FIRE! And I could feel the skin swelling already!
“Bend back over and grab your ankles NOW!!!”
I could feel tears already streaming down my face but I did as ordered. Mistress Lacy handed the paddle to Rubber Barbie who came over and placed her palm on my back while ordering
“bend over further, I want that butt nice and tight…”
I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. My knees were shaking now……”CRACK!!!!” YEOW!!!!! I leapt up again and began hopping convulsively while squeezing my now swollen and flaming cheeks!
“That’s IT! Get over to my desk and lay across it NOW boy!” Mistress Michelle Lacy commanded. Tentatively I walked over and lay flat across the desk as ordered. She and Rubber Barbie then came around front and each took hold of one of my hands in both of theirs and pulled back strongly pinning me helplessly across the desk with my stinging butt fully exposed for more punishment…
”Now it’s MY turn.” Commented Goddess Devi I felt a hand press down firmly on the small of my back. “Spread your feet wide and push up on the balls of your feet too boy! I think you need a little hand spanking!” I did as ordered then she exclaimed, “That’s perfect! Now don’t move!” I didn’t think a hand spanking would be so bad. Oh was I wrong! She gave me ten blistering HARD slaps directly to the soft, sensitive patch of skin directly between my legs and above my balls. Oh how that stung!!! I’d never been spanked there before. But it was also very erotic and arousing! Goddess Devi commented, “Gross! I see you enjoyed that. You’re dripping all over the desk and floor! You’re going to lick all that up when I’m through with you! First I need to cool you off a bit though. I think five licks with this paddle will do….”
“Yes, give him five of your best! We’ll hold this miscreant down.” Rubber Barbie added. The two Goddesses each leaned back further to get my raw butt into perfect position for more! Ohhh….. I closed my eyes and held my breath. I knew this was going to hurt!!!…..”CRACK!!!! …..CRACK!!!!!……CRACK!!!!!…… CRACK!!!!…….CRACK!!!!!!” Ohhhh the STING was HORRIBLE!!!….I was totally blinded by tears! My butt was on FIRE!!! I could feel the skin swelling and stretching too! It was going to be blue and red for the entire weekend! After my paddling I WAS made to lick up my drippy mess too! When satisfied that I had adequately cleaned up after myself, Mistress Lacey put a hood with blindfold on me. I was then led by my captors out into a different room where I was guided down onto a smooth wooden bench. One of the ladies said,
“We’ve abused your poor bottom enough for the moment. We’ll give it a break.” But we’re not through with you yet…”
Suddenly I felt a strong hand clasping and tugging my cock and balls roughly forward, I yelped a little and then I felt a cord encircled around my cock and balls and pulled tight stretching them away from my body, then I heard the sound of wood thumping down against wood and “they” were trapped in what felt like a wooden vice. One of the ladies came behind me and removed my blindfold. I discovered that I was seated in a set of medieval stocks and my cock and balls were now locked on the other side of it! Next my hands were placed into slots and a securing top was fastened over them completely trapping me in the stocks. I then heard the unmistakable crack of a whip being tested off somewhere behind me. One of the Goddesses replaced my blindfold. I heard a mischievous giggle. Then Goddess Devi walked before me.
“We’re going to have a little contest, we’re going to clamp some close pins on your cock and balls and then see how many lashes it takes each of us to knock all of them off. Don’t worry, we’ll do our best to only hit the clothes pins.….”
And that was just the beginning of what was going to be the most incredible weekend of my life! When it was over I was exhausted but I have such wonderful memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life!
Do you share his dream? Or have you already lived it?
Completing the modern family’s most decadent needs.
We are all complex, multifaceted beings. We have likes, dislikes, curiosities, fears, aspirations and the ambitious need to nurture and grow in all those areas. Intimacy, weather sexual or platonic is high on most lists. The thought of hiring a dominatrix to spice up a relationship or find intimate growth may have crossed your mind already, or perhaps it was timidly bought up by your partner and you simply felt too intimidated by the process to pursue the idea further. BDSM is not for everyone, and it can be scary to venture into the depths of your most guarded desires, but if it is an interest of yours, my personal philosophy is to try everything once or twice before writing it off. I write this piece in hopes it will guide you and your partner(s) on your journey to finding the perfect provider for your needs and booked with no issues at all; just like booking your next hair appointment.
Finding the Perfect Provider
Part One : Prep
This is a big task and can seem dizzying to a novice. Let us break it down into fun bits that are easy and exciting to manage. The first thing you will want to nail down is what you are looking for. Ask yourself the following questions:
What do we like for sure? What are we curious about and unsure we will enjoy? What are we certainly not interested in trying at this point? What scares us the most about this prospect? What excites us the most about it?
It helps to write these down and don’t get too hung up on details at first, you can always change your mind later. Make a fun date out of it! Sit down with the person or people you want to explore your kinks with and spit ball some ideas. If nerves or inexperience are thwarting this process, do explore some online resources to see what is out there and available for you. My best recommendation is to look for providers in your area and check out their social media, blog, and whatever else they have created for their audience. Remember, just because something is shown on a business website or profile, does not mean it has to be part of YOUR scene. It just means it could be, if that was your interest.
Part Two: Search
Once you have a better idea of what your ideal scene looks like you are ready to look for your perfect facilitator. So clearly time to hit the Google. But don’t stop there, check out the top social media sites too. You do not want to have your options garnished by the failure of a vanilla algorithm. Not every excellent domme is an excellent web developer, and most of us chose to build and host our own sites for privacy and flexibility reasons. Try a variety of search queries, as they could bring up different results, by pairing key words like “Dominatrix”, “Mistress/Master”, “BDSM session”, “Fetish Provider”, “Kink” etc with your geographic location.
Here again, a little bit of foresight is beneficial:
Do our interests require an experienced and knowledgeable professional?
This might seem like a silly question. Of course you want the most professional pro to help with your journey! But not all kinks are equally specialized. For example most providers who have undergone basic training can safely conduct a scene with easier activities such as foot fetish, erotic humiliation, or tease and denial. They do not need 10 years of dungeon experience to spit in your face. But if you are craving an intricate rope bondage scene with suspension, or the sting of a single tail on your back, it is probably best to carefully select a person who is not only experienced in BDSM but also adept at those particular activities. Look for examples of their work on their social profiles, perhaps in their fetlife account, and maybe spend $10-$50 on premium content of theirs where you are able to confirm that this is something they can help you explore, safely.
Are our interests covered by the provider we have found?
Most providers work with all genders but every professional is unique in at least some ways, so be sure to check their limits and services. Most established providers will have a set list of “do not do”s somewhere on their website. Do not try to push those, if they don’t do it, they will not do it for new clients, no matter how sexy you are. Simply find a person who does offer your interest.
Tip: It may help you to know that most North American BDSM providers do not mix vanilla sex, like hand jobs or any type of classic sexual intercourse scenario, in their scenes. For those types of scenes you may find more luck with an escort who also practices BDSM.
Will we be safe with them?
This may just be the most important question you can ask yourself. From privacy to physical well being, you want the scene to be enjoyable from the start until the finish and after it is said and done. Remember that the adult industry is unregulated, and even with regulated businesses bad pro’s are unfortunately part of life.
Signs that your choice is safe are:
They have been practicing for five or more years and have little or no drama surrounding them.
They have a robust social media presence, on multiple platforms. *longevity of social media accounts plays a small role here as we get disabled disproportionately compared to vanilla businesses.
They have a strong network of other professionals they work with both locally and abroad.
How much will it cost? And how do we pay?
This is a good time to ensure you are able to budget this service. As of 2021 the North American industry standard rate for full BDSM services starts at $400 for a single client’s first hour. Couples and more specialized scenes could be priced higher and multi hour scenes could be discounted at the provider’s discretion. Payment methods for the adult industry are usually limited by the larger processors. Do not be surprised if their website lists less popular methods of payment like PantheonPay, SpankPay, or even gift cards for the deposit and then requests cash only for the balance upon meeting. This information is generally available on their website to make it easier for you to plan and budget your leisure so make sure you take all the time you need to familiarize yourself with the journey ahead. I promise it can only add to your excitement and anticipation and remove any potential surprises that would take away from the overall experience.
Contacting your Mistress of Choice
Okay but we are still nervous.
Nervous is good, take as many steps as you need. Here are some examples of steps you can take to build your confidence:
Book a consultation – Most providers will offer a phone or cam consultation for the cost of your deposit which then reserves your scene. So it is free to consult with them when you book after. This gives you a chance to ask questions, hear their words and intent, and get to know them a little more personally before it is time to exchange power.
Register for a pay to chat service they may offer like sextpanther or nite flirt and ask them as many questions as you want, a la carte, for as long as you need, until you feel ready to book.
See if they offer a casual meet and greet scene where you pay for their time to just sit and talk about anything you need to get off your chest with no obligation or pressure to book.
Okay, we are ready, now what?
So you did your homework, discovered some new things about yourselves, found the person who seems most qualified and compatible to take you on a wild ride, and are beyond excited to do the damn thing already. Great, it is all downhill from here!
Now that you have dotted all your “i”s and crossed all your “t”s it is time to contact them for your session. There are two ways to do this which are vastly preferred by practitioners in the industry:
Filling out an application: If they have an application on their website, it is guaranteed their preferred method of contact for a booking. We tend to put careful thought into those, walking you through all the details you may be too nervous to remember when writing an email. Take some pressure off yourself and just fill out the form!
Composing an email: So maybe you are not that nervous and you hold pride in your composition skills. By all means, we love to be wooed with words. Here are some detrimental details you do not want to forget:
Your location – Many of us travel and may have ads in multiple cities, omitting this is sure to get a reply asking you to either fill out the application or provide your desired booking location.
Your availability – It may seem polite to simply ask for ours in an effort to be most accommodating, but the truth is our schedules are very dynamic and sometimes chaotic and it is simply easier to ask if we are available during any of your most convenient times.
Your interests and limits – although you will have a chance to discuss those immediately prior to the scene, it helps to have them in writing in your initial correspondence.
Your desired scene length or budget – It is up to you which of these factors is more important. But for planning purposes we need at least one of the two.
What to expect
Provided your request was successfully received and did not raise any red flags, such as you blatantly asking for locally illegal or unavailable services, you can expect an email correspondence back within 3 business days or less. This does mean you want to plan your experience ahead and give at least a business week’s notice, especially if your availability falls during high demand times such as evenings or weekends.
This is by no means an all inclusive guide, but it should help steer you in the right direction. Questions are always welcome. You never know when something you asked could become the next piece to helps hundreds of readers just like yourself.
The swing-set is my favorite playground item. It is the feeling of weightlessness at the ends of each swing that spins My mind into a serene kind of frenzy. As I gained air and momentum, My white dress flared up to catch the wind. I stretched My pale little feet out as far as I could shooting up and then back.
From way up high at the beginning of another exciting swing I spotted a man-boy approaching with his hands held wide as if to receive Me for a big embrace. He was statured like a man, but had the look of a boy; lightly freckled skin, perfect blue eyes. He was very near now, almost beneath Me, perhaps looking up My dress which had taken to streaming behind Me like a long angelic tail.
I saw his beautiful face arranged perfectly for kissing, and as My gondola of joy brought Me down to My cortier I dismissed it all for what appeared to be a target, right between his legs. It beseeched Me and I obliged, landing My tiny slippered foot right on the target. I felt the dull impact, like stepping on an expired wafer, against the body of My little foot. The squishy flesh beneath his crunchy gentleman pants gave way, almost enveloping its attacker. Simultaneously the impact sent him to his toes, his eyes widening to accept the gesture with stoic gratitude.
My seat swung back sharply, pulling Me back on course against all physical reason. From the pinnacle I saw him again below Me, waiting, and I came down for another bull’s eye, laughing with maniacal pleasure as I descended. This time he became air borne, his face of masochistic bliss even more distorted, smiling at Me.
I kicked the man in the genitals again, and again until his head grew large with pressure like a balloon and finally burst, propagating a colorful shower of marshmallow candy bits. Each little sugar morsel melted into a gooey frosting as it rained down upon Me and the playground.
A drowning sensation woke Me from My dream. Have you had any kinky dreams lately? Share them in the comments or if you are shy in a private conversation with me.