Moonlighting as a Dominatrix

There’s something extremely intriguing about strangulation. I had a client so fixated on being asphyxiated that he kept pushing the limits. Our first meeting was a mistake. He wondered into a place he didn’t belong. He was waiting for his daughter to get her piercing in the studio upstairs. He was sent from the small room, and decided to walk down the stairs at the end of the hall. This was my domain. Strangers really shouldn’t wander around in places they don’t belong. He reached to touch something and I kicked his knees in making him fall to the ground. I knocked him down further with another kick. With my rider’s crop across his neck as he laid on his back was the beginning. I strangled him and maybe would’ve done more damage but his daughter interrupted.

That was the beginning of his fixation, and becoming my Dog. He reached out to me for a session. He wanted to be suffocated and strangled. It was heeling. The first session was the start of an intense relationship. There’s just something about having a guy bounded as I am straddling him holding a plastic bag on his face. Tight around his neck. Face to face and feeling the energy of his life goes into that lingering gray area. I am calculating and safe and know when to let up. It was intense. The next session he wanted longer he became infatuated with this. I am infatuated with the feeling of a life drifting at my hand while I am close and feeling every bit of breath. It’s intense and he was a naughty doggy that kept following me after he fucked up. He became so persistent. I made him crawl to my apartment and if he really wanted more, he would have to sacrifice a testical.

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