This was one of the most fun sessions this Denver Dominatrix has had in a long time. When my submissive presented the idea, he was very nervous – thinking I’d judge him, but then I told him that I used to hump Continue reading BLOW UP DOLL? WHY NOT!?
Today is International Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers.
I’m sure when you hear this, images of sex workers being raped, accosted by police, and pushed around by pimps enter your mind. I would like to hope that this day represents solidarity for sex workers who have experienced all of the violent encounters mentioned above.
On a deeper level, I would like to address the violence that occurs on a daily basis as a result from societal oppression, stigmatization, and silence around the topic of sex work as a whole.
Violence is also this:
- The failure to recognize and even omittance of sex workers as a marginalize community within popular culture, educational programs, and government agencies.
- Failure to recognize sex work as an actual occupation or condemning sex work as a whole simply because it is not socially acceptable or considered “normal.”
- Speaking in hushed tones around an “out” sex worker when talking about his or her work.
- Breaking friendships or cutting ties with sex workers because you are uncomfortable with his or her profession.
- Assuming that sex workers are sex workers because they have a history of trauma or abuse.
- Drawing conclusions about a sex worker’s sexuality or sex life solely based on his or her profession.
- Thinking that sex workers don’t deserve to be loved or be in committed or noncommitted relationships simply because they trade sex for objects of value.
- Adopting a code of silence around a sex worker’s occupation when he or she has made it clear that they are open to communicating.
- Failing to recognize the emotional capacity of sex workers – people who hold space for some of the most intimate of human expressions.
- Perpetuating the shame and invisibility of sex work by choosing to stay silent.
This rubber suit was handmade and special ordered to fit its wearer. It is very tight, restrictive, creates the most amazing sensations when worn, and keeps all the necessary parts exactly where they should be. If you would like to know where it came, feel free to send me an email and I will let you know. The company has all sorts of colors, designs, etc… Continue reading RUBBER!
This Denver Dominatrix loves all kinds of sessions, but my favorite BDSM sessions are those in which my submissives can completely escape. Escape to where? Reality in the present moment by use of fetishes, kinks, pain, and pleasure. It sounds simple enough, but it takes a skilled BDSM practitioner like myself to assist you in that journey and make sure you get where you need to go and come back in one piece. Continue reading MASOCHISM WITH A DENVER DOMINATRIX
Don’t tell your Mistress you want to fuck her in the ass. Really, no, not ok. Would you go to Park Burger and ask for a taco? Nope. Not at all. Never. That would be idiotic. Escorts exist for a reason. In fact, here’s a referral: Kitten Karlyle Continue reading JUST DON’T…
I’m going to render you helpless on my bondage table, perhaps mummified in cellophane with only the important parts protruding – the parts I’m going to need for my delicious torment.
Perhaps I’ll use my PES. It gives me the perfect amount of control with the simple turn of a finger. You’re not scared are you? I promise to be gentle… as I want to be. I long to hear you moan.
Oh, what did you say? You like it when I fuck your cock with my metal rod? Nope, you don’t get that, my little slave. You’re going to have to beg and beg and beg and beg…
Four words: I love my dungeon.
Trying to express how thankful I am that I have a place where I can be creative, sexual, sensual, erotic, free, and open – is impossible to do with words. Being in my creative place makes me feel so fulfilled – on so many plains.
I love that I created the space to suit my liking, I love that it’s warm – like a womb, I love that I know how to use all the tools to orchestrate beautiful scenes for my playthings. I LOVE seeing others express themselves as well. I CAN’T TELL YOU how much I enjoy the power exchange and trust that flows between myself and my submissives/bottoms. I LOVE to torment, love to sooth, love to cause pain, love to give pleasure.
It really is an amazing place – my place – where I create my art, work my craft, and encourage others to feel the magic that is BDSM.
Note: This is a roleplay scenario. Yogurt was used in lieu of cum, and no, there was not a real man fucking me in the room…. it was all done by imagination!!!! I blindfolded him, and then made slapping sounds on my ass as I screamed about how hard I was being fucked and how big the imaginary man’s cock was.
There was no compromising of anyone’s health. No oral, just pretend 🙂 Oh, but he did suck my condom covered cock 🙂 and a very good job he did, too…
Read on for the nitty gritty DETAILS:
The role play was that we were married and I have a small cock and cum too soon to satisfy my wife. We had sex this morning and it happened again I came and she did not. So she sent me to work wearing her panties under my work clothes. We picked up the role play as I was coming home from work that evening.
I said hello and She asked me to come in the living room and sit down. The living room was set up with candles burning etc. She told me after my lack of performance this moring that I should sit on floor at her feet. She told me our life together was going to change or we would not be together. She said she had a lot of surprise for me this evening. She told me to strip except for the panties she had me wear to work. She was dressed very sexy. she grabbed my cock through my panties and said from now on it would be called my clit, and my ass would be called my pussy. She said I was going to be her sissy bitch from now on. My clit had started to leak pre-cum which she noticed and scooped it up with her finger and made me eat it. Danielle then tied my wrist together and had me crawl over to a bench and lean against the benchand stick out my panty covered ass. She pulled down the panties a little and hand spanked warming up both cheeks. She suddenly with a lubed finger penetrated my ass and massaged my prostate. This started a regular flow of pre-cum which she made sure to feed to me. With her finger in my ass she wispered in my ear that she had a friend in the bedroom that she was going to bring into the living room and fuck to her hearts content. She withdrew her finger and blindfolded me. She brought her friend into the room and started service his huge cock, she mounted him right there on the couch they switched to doggy and he was really pounding her. She came hard followed quickly by him. He came deep in her pussy. He quickly left and my blindfold was lifted. She was ravaged. There was cum running down her thighs and all over her ass. She first made me clean the cum off her ass then the cum running down her thighs. After the clean up she said that she was going to fuck me now, but not the way I think. She left the room and returned with a strap on. She made me suck and deep throat her strap on. She then bent me over the bench and atempted to enter me. I beg her not to because it was too big. After begging many times she said ok try wiffing a little of this stuff and we will try again, but sooner or later I’m going to fuck your cunt you sissy bitch. I did as I was told after a couple wiffs she tried again and she entered me with her strap on. She waited a bit after first entering then started to move in and out. Soon she was fucking me hard and making me beg for it harder. She rubbed my leaking clit through my panties and fed me more pre-cum. Soon I told her I was going to cum she made me cum in my panties. She pulled up my cum soaked panties and made me get dressed and sent me home in cum soaked panties.
What a wonderful session. Her role play skills are great, and her strap on use was very well done no pain just pleasure.
You are a harsh but fair Mistress and I appreciate that. Today reminded me to never disobey You again. I got up this morning and started to put on my pair of panties as You have instructed me to wear daily and remembered that I was told to wear different attire today. So I went to my bag and found the diapers You had left in there for me from the last time I saw You a few days ago. I put them on and got dressed. I did not want to wear them Mistress and felt so ashamed but knew it was my punishment for standing to pee the other day. I also know it amuses You and of course I get so much pleasure out of making You happy. You are so good to me Mistress that it gives me lots of incentive to please You however I can. I arrived at work and realized that they were not nearly as bulky and awkward as I was expecting so I though it would be a relatively easy day. That was until about 10 AM when I felt the need to pee. Today I was in all day meetings at work so I excused myself from the meeting and went into the bathroom. Luckily the large stall was open. I sat on the toilet with my pants down and the diaper You instructed me to wear and pee in on and peed. I had to pee alot so the diaper filled up. I had to undress from the waste down to take it off and put a new one on so I did that with someone in the next stall. I was so nervous cause now I realized I needed to get to the trash can across the bathroom to throw it away without someone coming in. I waited until the other person in the bathroom left and with my heart racing practically ran across the bathroom and threw away the peed in diaper. I went back into my meeting and texted You what I had done. When You responded and told me that You wanted proof that I was wearing a diaper I did as You instructed. I excused myself from the meeting once again and went back into the stall and took a photo of the diaper with the sticky note You asked me to put on it and sent it to You. Other then You teasing me the rest of the day was fairly uneventful until I had to peed once again in the afternoon. I wanted to just hold it the rest of the day but I was not sure I could and I knew it would not please You so I went into the stall again and peed into the diaper. This time I think my little dick was too far at the top of the diaper because pee started leaking out of the diaper as I was going to the bathroom. I just kept going feeling very nervous that the person in the stall next to me would notice that pee was running onto the floor because I had been sitting too far forward on the toilet seat. Even though You did not ask or require it I sent You a picture of my pee filled diaper for Your amusement. At this point I felt so happy that the day was mostly over and that I could leave work soon.
Mistress I am so sorry I disobeyed You I will never pee standing up again unless You say I can. I am grateful You are such a strict Mistress and I hope to continue to improve as Your loyal little slave.