Maybe you've had a Dom or Domme in your past who was that special one. The one you'll never forget. What was it about them? What is it that makes them the one? The best? Something they did? Something they said? Some quality of them as a person? Time to share.
Your best Dom/Domme?
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She was my dream goddess. Physically stunning, tall, long black hair, athletic, and oh so sexy- especially in her leather boots. Checked all the boxes as far as kinks. Only problem- She lived too far away- nearly five and a half hour drive- to make it possible for any kind of long term connection. She was also a "professional" of course. My first time with a paid pro domme, and she was the best. I only wished she lived closer to where I did. I might still be seeing her to this day; she would be my addiction and my dream crush all in one.
Maybe it was better; one extra hot session (which I won't go into the details of here) leaving me wanting, instead of things devolving to simply "How much money can I sponge off of my submissive?" that my second pro domme experience was. It was a combination of personality, experience, maturity, looks, and just coming across as a genuninely cool, fun, kinky, and awesome person.
The second one was local to me, and about ten years younger, only mid-20s. At first, she nailed all my kinks, but over time it became clear that her main kink was finding ways to get me to spend money on her. Not only $400-600 for the weekly sessions, but frequent requests for expensive gifts in the $300-700.00 range, $400 shopping sprees at the makeup counter, asking me to pay for liquor for her parties that she would host (Which I would in turn, not be invited to) and so on. After a while this became a huge turn-off and ruined the experience. I started to realize that if I'm going to spend that kind of money on someone, I want the relationship to be more than just superficial, I want emotional intimacy and real-life companionship, not paid superficial "one to two hours a week, okay, session's over, now get outta here (oh, but I need you to buy me this leather purse!)", kind of thing.
But I have to admit, some of the sessions I had with her- again I won't share the details- were, shall we say, very powerful, erotic and intense!
Maybe it was better; one extra hot session (which I won't go into the details of here) leaving me wanting, instead of things devolving to simply "How much money can I sponge off of my submissive?" that my second pro domme experience was. It was a combination of personality, experience, maturity, looks, and just coming across as a genuninely cool, fun, kinky, and awesome person.
The second one was local to me, and about ten years younger, only mid-20s. At first, she nailed all my kinks, but over time it became clear that her main kink was finding ways to get me to spend money on her. Not only $400-600 for the weekly sessions, but frequent requests for expensive gifts in the $300-700.00 range, $400 shopping sprees at the makeup counter, asking me to pay for liquor for her parties that she would host (Which I would in turn, not be invited to) and so on. After a while this became a huge turn-off and ruined the experience. I started to realize that if I'm going to spend that kind of money on someone, I want the relationship to be more than just superficial, I want emotional intimacy and real-life companionship, not paid superficial "one to two hours a week, okay, session's over, now get outta here (oh, but I need you to buy me this leather purse!)", kind of thing.
But I have to admit, some of the sessions I had with her- again I won't share the details- were, shall we say, very powerful, erotic and intense!
Servileone13
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Madam X was actually one of the premier Domme's of her day. I first saw her on the cover of Dominant Mystique. A periodical back in the days before the internet and cell phones. I had somehow drifted into femdom after finding out my wife cheated on me and dealing with the paradox of feelings that came with remaining together. I thought it was just the leather and latex, the tabooness of it all, snaeking into these seedy adult stores to get my fix. Anyway, that cover shot was just of her face, but her eyes seemed to burn right into my soul. I knew I had to call her.
I was nervous and naive and she could tell. We spent about almost an hour discussing D/s & BDSM, how they differed, how they intertwined. her requirements in a slave and in a submissive, and the difference between those as well. I confessed to having tried phone domination and being very unfulfilled by it. She assured me she was no "phone domme" rather she lived the lifestyle and could introduce me to it if I wanted. She told me we could take it slow. She asked me about my family, my work, and my life. I told her things I never thought I would tell a stranger. That call ended with 2 tasks. I had to write her telling her why I wanted to serve her, what I brought to the table, and by the end beg for her attention. Second I was to write out a very detailed femdom fantasy of mine with her in mind. I was given a PO box to send it to and then wait at least 5 days from mailing it to call her again. Oh and her first rule for me was that I could only call her while on my knees and naked.
Over the next 7+ years we had quite a relationship through snail mail and corded phones. She had 24/7 contact availability to me. Home phone, work phone, and schedules. There were lessons, tasks, and even punishments given. Each one had to be journaled and written out with full descriptions, not only of the process but how it made me feel. Actually the first punishments were over my writing skills. She mad me better and I even ghost wrote a couple of her articles for her column (no blogs back then) The lessons went from tame; having to pee sitting down or wearing a bra with nipple clamps under my clothes at work, to teach me a different perspective on women, to the more extreme of introducing cream pies to my wife. Punishments could include simple things too, like buying only panties and lube together (at a non adult store) and record the humiliation, searching for and purchasing a specific gay porn video at that adult store., to the more harsh ones like drinking my own piss from a coffee cup during a meeting at work. The worse punishment was being banished from contact for a specific time. Her attention meant everything to me.
The physical distance was far for personal contact, but we did have one sort of meet and greet rather than a full on session in RT. It left me craving more. I did pay her for that session, but not her normal fee. It was never about money. Yes there were gifts and tributes along the way, but they were never demanded. No this much a week, a month a phone call. I would like to say we became friends. Unfortunately tragedy struck me and I was literally unable to contact her for months. When the opportunity arose her phone had been disconnected. I mailed her an explanation but never heard from her again. I even called the paper she wrote for and they told me she "had left the lifestyle" I couldn't imagine that but I hope she found what she was looking for and happiness in it.
Believe me I searched when the internet came along! I've searched it seems forever for a replacement but fear nothing, especially in this day & age, will ever come close to the experience we shared
I was nervous and naive and she could tell. We spent about almost an hour discussing D/s & BDSM, how they differed, how they intertwined. her requirements in a slave and in a submissive, and the difference between those as well. I confessed to having tried phone domination and being very unfulfilled by it. She assured me she was no "phone domme" rather she lived the lifestyle and could introduce me to it if I wanted. She told me we could take it slow. She asked me about my family, my work, and my life. I told her things I never thought I would tell a stranger. That call ended with 2 tasks. I had to write her telling her why I wanted to serve her, what I brought to the table, and by the end beg for her attention. Second I was to write out a very detailed femdom fantasy of mine with her in mind. I was given a PO box to send it to and then wait at least 5 days from mailing it to call her again. Oh and her first rule for me was that I could only call her while on my knees and naked.
Over the next 7+ years we had quite a relationship through snail mail and corded phones. She had 24/7 contact availability to me. Home phone, work phone, and schedules. There were lessons, tasks, and even punishments given. Each one had to be journaled and written out with full descriptions, not only of the process but how it made me feel. Actually the first punishments were over my writing skills. She mad me better and I even ghost wrote a couple of her articles for her column (no blogs back then) The lessons went from tame; having to pee sitting down or wearing a bra with nipple clamps under my clothes at work, to teach me a different perspective on women, to the more extreme of introducing cream pies to my wife. Punishments could include simple things too, like buying only panties and lube together (at a non adult store) and record the humiliation, searching for and purchasing a specific gay porn video at that adult store., to the more harsh ones like drinking my own piss from a coffee cup during a meeting at work. The worse punishment was being banished from contact for a specific time. Her attention meant everything to me.
The physical distance was far for personal contact, but we did have one sort of meet and greet rather than a full on session in RT. It left me craving more. I did pay her for that session, but not her normal fee. It was never about money. Yes there were gifts and tributes along the way, but they were never demanded. No this much a week, a month a phone call. I would like to say we became friends. Unfortunately tragedy struck me and I was literally unable to contact her for months. When the opportunity arose her phone had been disconnected. I mailed her an explanation but never heard from her again. I even called the paper she wrote for and they told me she "had left the lifestyle" I couldn't imagine that but I hope she found what she was looking for and happiness in it.
Believe me I searched when the internet came along! I've searched it seems forever for a replacement but fear nothing, especially in this day & age, will ever come close to the experience we shared
ToPleaseHim
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I’ve had 3 Doms (plus somewhat long-running crushes on 2 here). This comes down to compatibility. They were the best for me because of open communication and similar interests, wants, and desires. And we genuinely liked each other as people, too.
Belong2Her
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my Wife is my Mistress. Fr the beginning when She took possession of me, I willingly have submitted to Her and love belonging Her.
Dearelliot
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One of my two favorites, I met thru AFF. She was married to a much older man and had an ad for sex but was kinky with watersports. I suggested maybe for a few bucks, ($200) she'd be willing to try Dominance, and she accepted.
She was maybe 45ish thin, dark short hair I found her attractive. She usually tied her breasts for sex, saying she enjoyed the way they looked tied off, and she enjoyed pee play.
We discussed my needs so she was well aware of her role as dominant when we met.
and she did so well, CBT, forced me to rim and drink from her quite nice for a few years until she hit meno and that was the end
She was maybe 45ish thin, dark short hair I found her attractive. She usually tied her breasts for sex, saying she enjoyed the way they looked tied off, and she enjoyed pee play.
We discussed my needs so she was well aware of her role as dominant when we met.
and she did so well, CBT, forced me to rim and drink from her quite nice for a few years until she hit meno and that was the end
PintlerMan
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He, was everything I wanted in a man. I have always admired Asian men, and he was/is. Hard body, tan, handsome as fuck. I was always asking myself "why me" he was so out of my league. He's a Leather Daddy, he introduced me to the Dom>sub life. He treated me to everything I never knew I wanted and or needed. Trusted him so much, he could do as he wished. Only man to ever fuck the cum out of me, make me cum on demand, start to love myself. He helped me come out, and live my life. I miss him a lot. oh and he had this handsome as fuck 8" uncut cock.
Belong2Her
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i just closed my eyes and imagined Him from your description and my sissy clit got hard. "giggles!"
Inthelastrow
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My best Domme was a woman from work. A friend whom I knew for years before our D/s relationship started. We worked on a project together and one night after work had Mexican. To much tequila and we ended up in bed sharing each and every kink and fetish. She was a natural Domme, so I slid into the sub position in the relationship. She wasn't over bearing, punishing, bitchy, or too demanding...she just expected me to serve her. And I did so willingly. I was glad to. We had a fun, healthy, sensual relationship and we explored many of our desires together. It was funny how quickly they aligned. When it ended, our friendship ended too, but I look back fondly on our time together.
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switchersm
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My wife.
She was always straight in all her actions, hated compromises, thinks everything well through and so mostly has the better arguments, what should be done, on her side.
After we've changed our sexlife, she developed to strictness and dominance.
I'm caged permanent since 16 years. Means always and everywhere in my life situations with no exceptions. Also pussy free in that time and total chaste in the 5th year now.
I get a regular spanking once a week. First with her hands, very fast followed by her brush and at least she uses, paddles, riding crop, cane and flogger.
In the beginning on my buttocks, then thighs, and now also my balls.
Every day starts with oral service for her in bed and is demanded several times in day and night.
I'm her cuckold in the 10th year now. She has one steady lover. I watch every time they fuck and always eat her cum-filled pussy out.
I'm very happy that I can live out my submissive needs and desires under her.
She was always straight in all her actions, hated compromises, thinks everything well through and so mostly has the better arguments, what should be done, on her side.
After we've changed our sexlife, she developed to strictness and dominance.
I'm caged permanent since 16 years. Means always and everywhere in my life situations with no exceptions. Also pussy free in that time and total chaste in the 5th year now.
I get a regular spanking once a week. First with her hands, very fast followed by her brush and at least she uses, paddles, riding crop, cane and flogger.
In the beginning on my buttocks, then thighs, and now also my balls.
Every day starts with oral service for her in bed and is demanded several times in day and night.
I'm her cuckold in the 10th year now. She has one steady lover. I watch every time they fuck and always eat her cum-filled pussy out.
I'm very happy that I can live out my submissive needs and desires under her.
Any Mistress who is fully enjoying being completely dominant and doesn't hold back is amazing for me. We had a weekend at the ocean where we had sex on three days for hours. I was slapped, called names, urinated on, pegged multiple times in every position possible on all three days, fisted repeatedly, made her cum dozens of times, I wore her makeup, was spanked, whipped, etc etc. I ate my cum, wore my cum on my face for hours. We were really loud. I left that weekend completely worn out with an open sore asshole, very sore nipples and red marks on my bum and back. Best weekend ever.
