People often ask me about communication. How important that is to Me. Well, it sure is. In fact I think it is the most imporatant things of them all. Without communication there is no interaction. Without interaction, there is no Femdom.
Now in Femdom, the communication is mainly a top/down thing. The Domme acts and the slave reacts. But not only, the slave also communicates with his Mistress. Even if he is not talking. Constantly he does. His body speaks to her. If she is able to understand that means.
But let´s start with the Mistress first. Naturally her communication will be giving orders mainly. And it is of such utmost importance that the slave understands those correctly and then immediately reacts to them. I really cannot stress this point enough. It is the basis of everything. Mistress and slave will only be able to reach this ultimate goal of total power exchange if this basic understanding is there and works.
So for the sake of enhancing the interaction of Mistress and slave I have put together a manual of basic orders that I think are crucial for every Domme/sub relationship. This is not just a play for a session in a dungeon. It is for real. For Me, this is the way I communicate with My slaves. It is our language. Always, everywhere.
In general he will first have to learn that he is always “under” Her. In a spiritual sense and – to demonstrate and also reinforce that in his head – in a very practical sense too. So that means that his head will always be beneath the Female, he will always look up to Her and She will look down on him. It shall never be the other way round. If that is not possible, for example because you are walking around in public, he shall always be behind his owner, never in front. Remember: She leads, he follows.
You will be surprised of the big impact that simple rule will have on your interaction.
The Domme shall see that he carries out the orders exactly as they are defined. His ultimate goal will be to succesfully do so. This is why I have enclosed photos to show the exact performance of the positions. I expect every slave who applies for a session with Me to know these commands by heart before he comes to see Me for the first time. They are simple enough to be memorized even by an unenducated male dog. If he does not, I´ll kick him out. Period.
Every order can be given in two different ways: By a spoken command or by a silent gesture with My hands. The spoken command is just simply the name of the position, the gesture is shown beneath on the photos. If I want to use the gesture, for example when in public, I announce that with the sound of a “clicker”. The clicker is a very useful simple device used in dog training. It makes a short clicking noise that My slaves are conditioned upon. Upon hearing this specific sound they will immediately get down on their knees (if not in public) and look at My hands to “read” from there and then follow the given order. This is very convenient because it allows Me to direct them precisely even over longer distances without the need to yell around. The clicker is a perfect stimulus, it tells the slave that I am just about to interact with him, it raises his attention and sharpens his senses. Ever seen a dog pricking up his ears and swaggering his tail when called upon? That´s the idea.
These positions are designed against the natural comfort of the body in order to increase the slave’s focus on the position of his body and make him feel more vulnerable, at his Mistress’s mercy.
photo by drysin
The Positions Competition
I will now publish the first ten basic positions, one by one. In order to enhance the learning process, there will be just one post every week. That shall give the slave enough time to practice hard and really learn and remember every position.
Those slaves that are collared by a Mistress sure will get enough motivation from her to learn fast and well. For those, not being so lucky to be owned and enslaved I have thought of how to accomplish even more learning success. So, finally I had the idea of a little competition, that is open to everyone: Just send Me an e-mail with the photo of you being in the position of the week until the next Friday after it has been published. Amongst the slaves that have sent in their ten photos completely and in time, I will choose the three best. These three lucky competitors will then be invited for an online final via Skype. The ultimate winner will earn a free session with Me in Bucharest or a city I will be visiting during the next six months after the final. This should well be motivation enough to get you all practicing.
People often ask Me about the amount of feedback I receive on My online presence. Well it is just overwhelming. Tons of mails every day. By far more than I can handle.
It is amazing to see how many people want to get in contact with Me. Meet Me, travel with Me, even live with Me in Bucharest despite the fact that they have never met Me before. But most of them never will experience anything like that. They can not even hope for an answer. Because they do not have anything of interest to offer to Me.
I have thought for long about how to put the following message into nice words but I did not find any and I do not have to. So I will say it as simple and unmistakably as possible to avoid any misunderstanding:
In men, in slaves that means, I ask for a lot, my expectations are extremely high. Because I can, because I deserve. Take this as a fair warning.
First and foremost: I am not interested in people who seek for fulfillment of their own dingy fantasies but disguise that as submission. This is fake. Are you really stupid enough to think, that I am interested in reading about your pathetic filthy sex dreams in your application letter? I sure am not. Forget about it before you even get started.
I am interested in meeting people who really understand about the concept of serving. Men who will put My wishes, My plans, My pleasure on top of theirs. Not because I tell them to do so. But because they find fulfillment in their service for Me. I am looking for people filled to the brim with love, devotion and surrender.
I am not at all interested in losers, in people who have never accomplished anything in their lives. I will not get in touch with guys who attempt to fill the emptiness of their boring existence with My divinity. Power exchange is what I am looking for. This is not a one way street. If you do not have power to offer, leave me alone. I am looking for men who have to swallow their pride under My boots, not for men who do not even know what pride is.
I am interested to be served by intelligent, cultivated men. That means: If you have the privilege to accompany Me to the opera I will expect that you will be able to talk with Me about the opus. In a French restaurant you will have to understand the menu and recommend an accompanying wine, in a museum you will be capable of perceiving and sharing the beauty of a renaissance statue. When not kneeling silently at My feet, You will have to be a great company, charming, witty, handsome, entertaining.
But despite of all these virtues you will never be tempted to outplay Me, to let your light shine brighter than Mine, to put yourself first in any respect. Because your devotion for Me will have drenched you to the bone. you will always walk half a step behind Me. Physically and mentally. Even though you might be used to make an impression on other people in your own right: When W/we enter a room together, people will take notice of Me before they will notice you. When I start talking, you immediately stop. When you lick My left heel another men might simultaneously be licking the right one and you will not mind at all.
I am not mainly interested in money, but you should realize that being together with Me will not come as a free ride. Once W/we have met, you will desperately want to please with Me with gifts, you will be traveling long distances to see Me just for a couple of hours, you might even experience the bliss of going out with Me and happily beg Me to pick up the bill from your wallet that I have in My custody. You will simply just indulge My every whim, that’s for sure. And you should be able to afford to do so.
Does all that sound difficult, challenging, ambitious to you? It sure is. Even more than you can imagine.
So before you now turn to your computer and start writing. Ask yourself honestly whether you will be able to live up to My fair expectations.
If you think you will, I am looking forward to reading from you. But do not waste My time, and do not waste yours.
People often ask Me how I did manage to train My slaves so well. Well that is fairly easy. Just treat them as what they really are: That is as dogs of course. Every serious Domme knows that. Ever seen when a well-trained dog watches his keeper with a loving look of boundless devotion, drooling, panting, his tongue hanging out of his gob? That is where you want to end up with your slave.
Men are so simple and therefore so very much different from the dominant gender. Men need simple rules and commands that they can then follow easily. In fact, deep inside they long and crave for such orders. Short orders that have to be stamped into their brains so they never again will forget. Do not deviate when giving orders, always give your commands the same way. So when you want him to get on all fours for example use one specific word or one distinct gesture for that order and never again change that to not confuse him. Think of the drill sergeants at a US Marines training camp and why they behave how they behave. Believe Me, this is the way it works.
What is of utmost importance is your immediate reaction to your slaves actions. He must at once feel and understand whether he behaved wrong or right. Whether he pleased or displeased his Mistress.
If he behaves well and follows you “goody-goody” give him a little reward. Some people say, that it is not necessary to reward a compliant slave. They say, that the slave shall serve his Mistress but never expect anything in return. That sure sounds good. Only problem with that concept based on My long experience: It just does not work unfortunately; apart from only a very few hard boiled findom slaves maybe. Sorry, but this is how it is. Every psychologist and every dog trainer will be in perfect agreement that positive behavior needs to be reinforced by positive feelings earned in return. This is not a matter of needless generosity towards your slave. It is a matter of giving him the right direction.
The reward will reinforce the obedience of the slave because it will make him feel good and he will always want to repeat and reinforce this good feeling. The slave does cherish and worship you so much that seeing and feeling how he has successfully pleased you will be a wonderful experience for him. Doesn’t have to be a big deal, patting his head and addressing him “there is My good puppy” with a soft voice will do a tremendous job on him. The important thing is to find his weak spot and then drill yourself into that. Do you understand what I am saying? It is the clear feedback that counts.
Very slowly but steadily increase the demand for a reward. In order to not only maintain but improve his position he will try ever harder to please you. It is best when this happens without him even taking notice. his sub consciousness should do this job for you. In the beginning he will receive his “good puppy” for just getting on all fours upon your command. Then it will be necessary that he also has nicely protruded his little ass, sometime later the reward will require that backside of his to wiggle to and fro … Steadily develop him, take him ever further, this is so important to keep him alert and responsive.
As there is reward, there also is punishment to be sure. In fact in most cases the punishment will by far outweigh the reward. Your possibilities with that are endless and you will for sure already have developed your own likes and specialties in this important field. So I do not have to go into much detail here. However don´t forget to be consistent and forceful in your reactions. You will practically always be able to react immediately if you really follow your concept. If you do not have a whip or crop at hand (something that honestly never happens to Me) slap his face, use a hairbrush, a wooden spoon, kick him with your booted foot, whatever. But punish him on the spot. There might be very very rare occasions when you cannot react at once or just don´t feel like it. Then at least tell him that you have noticed his misdemeanor and that you will punish him later for that. So he will understand that he has done wrong and know what to expect (and scary expectations can nicely work on him in the meantime).
Presenting reward and punishment is fairly easy when your slave is around. It is not that easy when he is farer away so that you do not have physical contact. Especially in a long distance relationship. It is more challenging but it works as well. In fact it is quite impressive what you can achieve long distance with a really devoted slave. I for example momentarily have a lot of fun with a foreign slave that has become a real addict to Me. His weak spot is his craving for My attention. Nothing makes him more happy then if I turn to him, nothing throws him into deeper despair than My negligence. Do I make use of that? You bet.
I keep him on a sparse diet. When he has ordered something for Me from My Amazon wish list he will get an e-mail that might consist of just one ore two words as a reward. That is my patting his head from a far. My “good puppy”. I know that he then inhales My words like the drowning shipwrecked gasps for air in the stormy sea. When I am really satisfied with him, I might send him one of My video clips as reward. When he writes Me his long mails or sends Me nice pictures or some good music and I have found fun and entertainment in that, I will tease him and announce a long answer that of course will never come. This is just to keep him on his toes, attentive, hopeful, alert. I know that he will then check his mail account incessantly over days hoping to once find this so very much desired answer from Me. But of course he won´t. Why should I waste My precious time writing long mails to a slave? But then again, when I can feel that his hope starts to faint, when he gets weaker, just before his desperation becomes overwhelming, I will lift him up again. By sending him just a couple of My miracle words that I know will set him alight with a burning fire of passion and devotion.
Photo published with permission from Nanshakh. For more great femdom art visit www.Nanshakh.com
People often ask Me about My thoughts on the ideal lifestyle. In fact I have a real strong opinion about that and I am thoroughly in the process of realizing it: Polyandry. It stands before My inner eyes so clearly that I sometimes think it has already become reality. You do not know what Polyandry is at all? Well then just carry on reading and find out:
As of now I am looking for the right house somewhere outside of Bucharest. Not too far away from the city center of My beloved hometown but on the other hand just a little bit remote in a nice and peaceful surrounding. I am looking for an estate big enough to house Me and My harem. Yes, My harem. This will be three to four of My personal slaves. Slaves who have over years in My service earned the honor and shown enough conviction to live under the same roof with Me. They will be prepared to live the lives of intelligent dogs with Me. Obedient to their Mistress, drilled by their Mistress, fed by their Mistress, punished by their Mistress.
The house will have three floors and definitely need a cellar. Once found, the house will surely require some modifications to be carried out before it is fit for the special purposes I envisage. I will explain the house floor by floor but first of all I will describe what will be consistent throughout the whole house:
Every room will have a wooden rack holding a variety of whips and crops for My choice. The rack will be positioned in a way so that it is visible from every spot in the room. So regardless of the whereabouts, My symbol of power will always be apparent to everybody, inhabitant or visitor, and it will only be a matter of seconds for Me to make use of it. Then there will be a piece of furniture called “holder” in every room. This is a simple steel structure that will have metal shells to hold both forearms and lower legs of a slave kneeling in the holder on all fours. By locking a slave in the holder I can make sure that he exactly stays in his position without the possibility to move. So this will give Me the opportunity to immediatley use the slave as a bench or footstool or to simply immobilize him wherever I am in the house.
Apart from these identical fittings, all the floors will be very different:
The relevance of the cellar is obvious. Everybody who has ever come across BDSM knows what a soundproof cellar is good for. I will not only need some space for wine, food and gardening tools but mostly for a really dungeon. A dungeon like the ones so wonderfully depicted by the great Nanshakh on many of his paintings. Humid stone walls, steel bars, iron rings for the massive shackles, a small wooden bed attached to the wall. You sure know what I am talking about. The dungeon will always be there as a constant threat to My slaves, awaiting them for days, weeks or even months of imprisonment if found guilty for misconduct by their Mistress`s verdict.
The ground floor then will house the public rooms for Me, My slaves and visiting guests. Even though this will be the most “public” and thus normal area of the house, every detail of the rooms will speak a clear language about the two classes of inhabitants. The huge dining table will have one end of polished precious wood and one end of raw timber. The table will be completed by just one comfortable cushioned armchair for the Lady of the house positioned at the shining end of the table and primitive rough wooden stools for each of the slaves. For guests, there will of course be enough convenient seating accommodation stored somewhere in the big cellar but My slaves will only bring those seats up for the occasion. When W/we eat, there will be just one nice place setting of white china, linen napkin and silver cutlery for Me but several cheap tin plates with wooden spoons or maybe even only dog bowls for the slaves. You will notice this special type of mixed furniture throughout the ground floor. One piece of abounding luxury only amidst obvious simplicity. However as it will all be picked carefully, it shall of course nicely fit together so not to disturb My discerning eyes. The precious wood for example used for My own furniture will be the same throughout the whole house. From every whip rack to My queen-size bed. So My place will always be very easy recognizable at first sight.
The first floor will be reserved for the private rooms of the Mistress. It will be secured against the generous staircase with a massive door, again made of that same wonderfully polished wood, and that door will always be kept securely locked. Needless to say that there will only be one key for that door and that I will be the one in possession of the key. Every room and corner in the first floor will be just beautifully decorated, wonderful carpets and handmade furniture in My favorite colors. There will be special wardrobes for My shoes and boots, My fetish clothing, My vanilla attire, all made of that special wood again. Of course there will also be a central air conditioning in the Mistress floor, always maintaining a decent temperature during hot Romanian summers and our icy winters. My floor will have a private living room for Me, a big bathroom, a dressing room all centered around the Mistress bedroom. And the center of the Mistress bedroom will be a huge bed, especially built for that room, positioned on a platform. The bed will have a lush mink fur cover and its position will be right in the center of the house, in fact the spatial and spiritual center of the house will exactly be the spot of My pillow.
As I said the bed will be huge, so that several people could (theoretically) comfortably sleep in it. But the Mistress`s bed will not be the only place that will be prepared to host somebody for the night. The platform on which the bed rests will be a low cage at the same time, complete with iron bars and curtains that I might use to hide the content of the cage and also to prevent the inmate from watching what goes on behind the guarding bars.
For even less male nightly convenience there will be a St. Andrews cross attached to the wall directly opposite the bed, lit brightly by a spotlight, everything just perfectly prepared so that I can comfortably watch that scenery from My luscious fur and silk bedding.
The top floor will not be a full floor like the other ones but rather a low ceilinged attic under the roof. Not very well insulated. Quite hot during the summer but in return rather cold in winter. This floor will have the slaves rooms in it. It will appear as if in a different world compared to the Mistress floor, everything so mean and primitive. There will be one small room for every slave with no door and just the absolutely necessary furniture in it: A small single bed, a chair, a table and a cupboard. The slaves will not need much space anyway because they will not have any personal property they have to bother about. I have seen monks cells in French monastries that have given Me wonderful inspiration for the slaves rooms. Instead of the cross on the wall My painted picture in a beautiful frame will however be the only but sufficient decoration of the room.
The furniture in their rooms will be made of raw lumber, the same material used for their part of the dining room. Each bed will be fitted with broad leather straps that can be used to immobilize the slave. I found these to be very useful as a means for punishment and also to avoid unneeded movements of My attacking whips target.
The slaves will share one bathroom with a shower but no hot tub, cold water only in the shower. The toilet will not be separated at all but placed right in the middle of the bathroom. The bathroom will not be equipped with a door but open to the hallway, so that the toilet will be perfectly right in the view of everybody passing by. The message is clear: There will be no privacy for a slave, never.
As you see from My detailed description I really have planned the house already to the last detail and I absolutely loved to do so. But the house itself is really secondary. It is only the casing. What is much more important than the house and its facilities is the life and relationship of the people filling the house with life. My life and that of My slaves.
There will be quite a few laws, procedures and rituals governing the life in the house and the slaves will know of all them precisely by heart. I absolutely believe in the need of clear rules to control male behavior. Every slave will wear an electric cock ring linked to a remote control in My hands. So it will be possible to reach and “address” each slave individually or all of them simultaneously regardless of where they might be at the time, presumably working somewhere in or around the mansion.
There will be one electric signal for “Mistress entering or leaving the house” for example. On reception of that signal, meaning, being hit by the respective electric shock in their groins, the slaves will have to rush to the entrance hall and await My arrival in waiting position at a designated spot assigned to them. Sometimes I might use that signal just for fun, just to agitate Myself by the sight of My slaves kneeling in expectation of My appearance, remaining there motionless on the cold marble tiles heads down, palms up, staying like this for hours until My command finally allows them to move again …
Apart from the nights when I am not in a good mood or really extremely tired for whatever reason, I will pick a slave to accompany Me to My bedroom. I do not really like to spend the night alone.
Depending on My current level of grace the lucky slave in My company will then spend the night standing, tied to the St. Andrews cross or lying in the cage under My bed or, if he is really lucky, allowed to My huge bed, sleeping at My feet like a well-trained puppy. And he will then tirelessly lick My feet, their soles, the toes, caught in grateful admiration of the Goddess.
I know how jealous My other slaves will then be once they return to their shady bedrooms alone. I will surely play with that jealousy to even more intensify it, to really make sure that the others spend the night in their beds sleepless burning with their insatiable desire for Me. From time to time I will even invite an outsider to My rooms overnight so that the slaves will rest in agony terrified by the prospect of a new competitor who might become the new favorite of their beloved Goddess. Their life shall never be fulfillment, it shall always be craving. Hunger. Thirst. Longing. You do not climb high mountains when you are full up. You only do that hungry.
So the slaves life will not at all be easy. It will be hard work, gardening, cleaning the house, doing the laundry, preparing the meals. Just simply taking care of everything there is to do. And doing that just perfectly … It will be humiliation, presented as dogs on My leash to My guests, stowed away in the kennel when the ladyship sits down for dinner. … It will be punishment, whipping and caning for the slightest sign of disobedience and lacking that even just for My pleasure.
But most of all: Their life will really circle around Me, My wishes, My pleasure. Not because I tell them so, not because of their fear of the ferocious bites of My whip, not because of the horrors of the eternal lonely darkness waiting in the cellar´s dungeon. They will do so out of love and affection for Me. And yes, I will love them in return for their love and devotion even though most people would not be able to recognize that love. This love and submission of My slaves will really be the rock and foundation that My house will be built upon.
I think every man wants to be the only one for the woman he loves. Accepting the presence of other men, who can be as important as him for the woman is an unmistakable proof of his intense love and submission. It is a behavior unnatural for a male, just like abstinence or being penetrated – but he is changed because SHE wants it and he wants to please HER and puts HER pleasure above his instinctual need to penetrate, to put his seed in as many females as he is able to conquer.
There will be four little rooms in the mansard of the house. I am already quite sure about the inhabitants of two of them. There is a promising candidate for the third one, but I ain´t sure yet. Well, even if he should make it, there is still one vacant room left.
People often ask Me about My ideal of slavery. Good question. Well I have a clear understanding about that ideal. But I must admit that, as practically all ideals in life, I have not achieved that yet. Or rather My slaves have not achieved that ideal yet. Some are on the difficult but rewarding route towards that ideal but no one has the goal in sight so far.
For me SM is about control in the first place. The control that I have about the slave. The control that I have over life. So My ultimate goal in a Femdom relationship is ultimate control.
Obviously that starts with control over sexuality. If you control his cock, you control the whole guy. Keep him in chastity, period. That is not a secret, but a very well established tool for every serious domme in the whole wide world. So I think I do not have to elaborate on that here any more.
Secondly control over the slaves body. In that ideal setting I am thinking about, his body will seriously be Mine. I will use and misuse it whenever and however I like. It will be marked indelibly as mine. I keep a branding iron with My initials for that purpose. The moment when that red hot steel burns My name and sign into his willing flesh and he screams with pain is actually the moment when he really becomes Mine. Nobody can remove that sign any more. It will stay there until his death. In his flesh and also in his mind. Branded as cattle. It is such a strong symbol of being owned.
But control over his body is more than just marking him. It will be the control over his all his movements and whereabouts. I will decide where he is and what he does. Always. I have a little room in the basement of My house where he will stay when he is not with Me or at My service. Bound most of the time. Tied and shackled to the wall. Why that? Not to punish him, but to make him really feel, to make him learn and understand deep down in his soul that I am the one who controls his motions. And also to make Me enjoy this assurance. Always and forever.
Of course I will see that he keeps healthy and in shape. Such a slave approaching the ideal of slavery would be precious, much too percious to loose, so I sure will look after him. See that he has his regular work-outs. I certainly would have numerous ideas for that. He will have a stationary excercising bike in his little dungeon. There will be a generator fixed to it to produce some electric energy. And when I will be visiting him down there in the basement, he will produce the power to light My floorlamp under which I will sit to read the newspaper. Patiently waiting until he will be so wiped out on his bike that he won´t be able to keep the tension high enough for My little shining light. And then it will be about time to relentlessly punish him for that shortfall. So whenever I will show up for a training session, he will know how that will end and the only thing he can do is to delay the whipping as long as possible until his burning muscles finally will give in. And I will be sitting there under this lamp, shining so bright in the beginning. I will peacefully indulge in My reading pleasure for hours and when the light will finally begin to dim and flicker I will grab my whip and I will shiver with anticipation.
Then, most importantly and most diffcult, there will be control over his mind. Always and forever. In that ideal scenario there will be nothing else in the head of the slave but Me.
Rather easy to accomplish when W/we are together. I mean, which man could be able not to concentrate on Me when in My presence? The degree of obviousness in submissive behaviour is of course subject to the SM tolerance of the respective environment. When being to a private party he will be kept on a leash, on all fours, naked probably, at least his ass and cock. When shopping in a country as liberal as the Netherlands for example, he will still wear leash and collar. Being to a restaurant he will kneel beneath me. When being in a less permissive environment he will always stand half a step behind me, looking down at my feet. As long as expressly ordered otherwise his looks will always concentrate on My feet and he will always remain as close to those as possible. The perpetual look at My shoes and feet will steadily remind him of where he belongs: Under those. He will painfully have to learn, that looking into My face will be a privilege that will only be granted if really earned.
Occupying his mind when he is not in My presence might be the most challenging task to accomplish. Avoidance of distraction sure is a good tool. So in his room there will be virtually nothing to distract him from Me, nothing else than a bed, stool, table and an altar for My worship. The light switch for the room will be on the outside, in My part of the world not in his. So it will be Me who will light and also darken his world. In a spiritual sense and in very factual one.
To keep his mind from wandering around independently I will lead his thoughts the way. The idle brain is the devils workshop they say. So his mind will never be idle. It is not so important what will occupy his mind, what is important though is that he learns and then slowly accepts and then finally loves that I am in control of his mind. His mind will be occupied with what I have induced. When alone is his dungeon he will learn Romanian vocabulary for example and he will do his very best to remember all those words precisely because My single tail will sure as hell very attentively accompany the learning process.
It is though not even important whether or not this steady occupation of his mind does make sense according to vanilla standards. Quite to the contrary, it might even be worthwile to keep him busy with tasks that are absolutely meaningless and tedious. The more ludicrious and insignifcant his occupation, the better he will understand and really take in that the relevance is not about the meaning of the task, it is about My control. I might for example leave My all grains and fruits morning muesli with him at bedtime, telling him that I want to have that properly assorted for breakfast. That I want to have put all the raisins in one bowl, the almonds in one, the hazelnuts in one, the milo flakes in one, the oat flakes in one, the wheat flakes in one … And that I want to have the exact figures of the content of each bowl upon My return. And when I then unlock the door of his cell again in the morning he will have hardly finished and I will pour it all together again. And we will then have muesli for breakfast together, Mine with milk from a bowl of white china and his from a metal dog bowl at My feet soaked with My fresh morning urine.
Weird? Scary? As I have said: It is difficult to accomplish something really ideal in life.
Isn´t that just a beautiful picture? Lovely Nicole “Coco” Austin, model and actress, of Serbian origin, now married to the Rap Star Ice T, shopping in Miami.
I came across this photoshopped picture on one of the blogs I follow and it spoke to Me. Coco looks just perfect here, the beautiful physique, perfectly matching lipstick and nail polish, the self confident somewhat patronizing look on her face, the sunglasses providing for the appropriate distance to the admiring spectators. I really love how she has raised her right leg, presenting her beautiful feet and killer heels for worship. Shoes that are both footwear and weapon at the same time. A living Goddess.
So no wonder that she leads a human dog on her leash. All My submissive followers, can you imagine how wonderful it must be to be at the lower end of that leash? Walking into the most expensive and elegant stores on all fours. Blindfolded and totally wrapped in rubber. Helpless. Unable to see where he is led, who is staring at him. Bound and conducted by his Mistress. Nothing but a dog on a leash, totally under her control and dependant on her grace. Her animal, her property. And yet still a human soul deep within this dog cover, a slave who will have to pick up the bill for all the treasures she will fall in love with on her way.
By the way, should you wonder whether it is possible to walk a slave on his elbows and knees as we see on this photo: It very well is. It just takes the right dress for the slave, careful tying and just a little bit of caution in order not to ruin his joints too quickly.
People often ask Me whether there is a difference between femdom and findom. Well there sure is one, even if it might look very similar from the outside. Findom can be a very exciting thing, however it is just not My style. I think the main difference is that in findom the relationship centers around sacrificing your money to Her, this act of giving for no return becomes predominant. Whereas in femdom, at least how I understand it, there is no “mine” for the slave any more. I own him, so I of course also own all his personal belongings at the same time. As he is mine, how can he have something that is then not mine as well. In short words: Findom is about receiving, femdom is about owning.
I will give an example: A slave of mine just recently gave Me his credit card details so I can use them whenever and for whatever I like. Doing so he expressed submission, trust, transfer of control from him to Me. Sending me whatever amount of money every week would have been findom, giving me the credit card itself is femdom. Do you see the difference? By doing this the slave said: What is mine shall be Yours and You shall do with it how You please Mistress. This is what slavery is all about.
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People often ask Me whether I let My slaves cum at all. And how I then do that. Well there are some basic and rather easy rules for that.
1. First and foremost: Make it a very rare and special occasion. Nothing is a better tool to totally control him than his constant arousal guaranteed by a cock in chastity. It will make him think of you and how to please you constantly. He won´t be able to stop. And that is what it is all about.
2. Constantly extend the period between two occasions. He shall never forget that it is a constant process he is going through. That you will take him further and further. Stretch his limits. Habituation is poison. But don’t dry him up completely. he shall never loose that rest of hope and the memory shall keep living. That will motivate him. Hopelessness is demotivating and therefore contraproductive.
3. Never and that is never, never, never let him cum without a reason to reward him. He shall learn that he will only be granted a favour when he deserves it. Don´t forget, you are conditioning him like a dog. Over time it will sink deep into his subconsciouness. And as I said: he will become more and more eager to please You. he may not even notice. His own subconsciousness will tell him better than you ever could.
4. Degrade him when letting him cum. he shall never, not even for one second, forget, who and what he is. Ruined orgasms are sure a good means for that. You´ll find lots of details for that in My clipstore. I have also made good experiences with letting him hump my leg like a dog in heat. That is so humiliating to him and it makes him usually cum in seconds. I even got a pair of old special skin tight leather pants that I exlusively use for this occasion. Or use a public setting so that he will not really be able to relax and enjoy it.
5. Use signals. That will keep his alertness up. Like when I put on these special leather pants, and he realizes, he then nearly gets off automatically. But then from time to time deceive him and let the signals fool him. he shall never be sure.
6. Immediately after he jerked off reestablish your superiority. he shall by no means have time to recover and relax in a nice post summit fatigue. Letting him lick it all off is proved and tested over years. That´s the main reason for Me wearing those special leather pants by the way. he shall not ruin My beautiful attire with his male juices.
That´s about it. Follow these six basic rules an live happily ever after.
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