Today's Session 1 by Claudia Typhoon

there is this strapping young lad I had met a month ago that was interested in serving as a personal slave. he seemed too young and his smile too big for me to be completely confident of his desire to serve. we spoke at length and his past experiences far exceeded those of most his age which showed a willingness and passion to experiment and have varied experiences as a bottom. I decided to give him a try. I had him run some errands for me that saved me both time and money, with an additional last minute pick up before he arrived. as I was getting a facial earlier in the day, I contemplated what I was going to do with this chap and had a stroke of brilliance, I would give him a pair of saran wrap panties.

when he got here I ordered him to take off his bag, shoes, and to pour me a glass of the juice I had him pick up for me. easy task, right? he was so nervous about being in my presence that he failed. he opened the orange-pineapple juice without shaking it first. I instructed for him to pour it back, and shake it before doing so. the fool tried to pour into the narrow mouth of the container directly.  I sighed and held out a funnel in my hand. he put the bottle under the funnel (still in my hand) and tried to pour from there. I had to tell him to take the funnel from my hand, put it in the container and then pour it back in. I couldn't help but shake my head openly at his failure to do such a simple task. wouldn't you know it, when he picked up the glass to put it in my expectant hand, he spilled it on the floor and counter. I had him strip prior and to watch him clean up his mess in the nude was amusing. cleaning his mess made his dick start to drip so I directed him to catch it and eat it, and so he did.

after I had moved to sit, I had him lay on the floor at my feet and take off my heels, one at a time and massage my tender soles. all the meanwhile I am smoking a clove that is squeezed into a stone cigarette holder. its heavily scent fills the air as I alternately spit and ash on his cock. it grew hard as my saliva covered it. when I finished my smoke I placed one foot on his chest and the other on his throat, while I played with his small nipples, my nails digging into his gentle flesh as I skillfully moved them about with purposed pinches, inducing pain. I told him to stroke his cock and make sure that my spit and the ash coated his him. I continued to spit on him as I increased the amount of pain I delivered to his nipples.

smiling sweetly, I said: "you know, you aren't allowed to cum yet, you may only cum when I tell you to, but I want you to keep stroking until you are close, then I want you to stop. then start again and then stop. I want you to keep doing this until you feel as though you are about to explode. when you feel like that, let me know."

his body quaked and moaned loudly. I slapped him, "you are too loud!", then twisted his nipples sharply and released, immediately slapping both hard. when he got to the point of explosion, he paused. I told him to keep going and stop again when it moved past this feeling to the point where it started to hurt. while working to this goal, I would direct him to stop and start again at my leisure, his legs convulsing and the muscles in his body twitching. when his need to cum started to hurt, I told him to stand and pulled out the saran wrap I had him retrieve earlier.

I instructed him to hold his dick to his stomach and to rotate as I made a make-shift saran wrap diaper on him. after he laid down again, I ran my nails over the saran wrap and taunted him with humiliating jest, telling him to somehow, through the plastic, make himself cum, still at my discretion. I had him repeatedly start and stop what looked like him scratching or furiously palming his shaft. he started shaking again so I taunted his need to orgasm, and gave the following instructions: "you may cum as I instruct, but only as I count to ten, if you do not cum at 10, you will be slapped hard in the balls, and not allowed to cum at all, summarily dismissed." he seemed dismayed as this prospect but gave a "yes Domina" to my command. I didn't feel he understood so asked forcefully: "do you understand?", with a more confident "Yes Domina!".

as he furiously rubbed his clit I could see the anxiety and tension build in his body. he whimpered as I counted down. at 9, I pulled the saran wrap tight to his hips and on 10 his orgasm exploded and he was nearly unresponsive after a few moments of convulsing on the floor. I instructed him lie there for a bit and then after he had recovered himself and was calm, I instructed him to leave on the saran wrap, put on his clothes and dismissed him; but only after pointing out the fact that others on the train home may smell his cum drying under the plastic and the crinkle noise that would surely be heard with his every movement.

building an orgasm with the constant potential of it being ruined or never achieved is a very lovely thing to do.

tips for starting Dominatrices by Claudia Typhoon

now, to be a Domme in NYC know that there are already a lot of very skilled Dommes here. it is a hard place to start. when starting out you will have that shiny new girl finish and if you are without a strong disposition and a true love of kink, you will not last long. you will be naive and clients will try to take advantage as much as possible. they are like children and dogs, they must be reminded and punished appropriately and often. the further along you get, the better you will get at this. some people are naturals at discipline and behaviour modification, others are naturals at humiliation, corporal, and so forth. you will find your niche. (more on finding you niche in another entry.)

I highly suggest starting at a dungeon because it will give you a crash course and you will have more experiences Dommes to learn from and work with. I'm still in touch with Dommes I worked with when I started years ago. Dommes are my favorite kinds of people. (another entry) if you do not feel this is for you, see if a more experienced Domme will take you under his/her wing. choose carefully. this person will have a huge impact on how you develop as a Dominant. it will not be unheard of for you to serve your Dominant mentor as a submissive. Some Dominant personalities could never serve as a submissive, they just don't have the capacity. I suggest it because being able to have that empathy for your slave/sub/bottom is extremely important. I think that understanding that trust and humility as a Dominant can make someone a wonderful and powerful Dominant. the best Dominants I have ever met are sweethearts, teddy bears and generous. they understand power exchange and will not hesitate to put you in your place if needed.

EXPERIMENT! FOR THE SWEET LOVE OF CHRIST EXPERIMENT!

some things will not be for you. some things will definitely not be for you! but you will never truly learn what you love, hate, and excel at if you do not try things. do it slowly and at your pace. choose partners you can trust and communicate well with. I try things I know I will probably hate with an open mind. you never know, the right experience can really be eye opening.

example: I used to hate my feet being touched. it would make me angry; but since I have such beautiful, well-formed feet, I got tons of request for foot worship so I decided to give it a try. now foot worship is one of my favorite things to incorporate into play. it was simply that my feet were incredibly sensitive so for me in seemed invasive. now, its incredible intimate.

and ask questions, tons of questions. be a 2-year old again. why? how? why again. learn the motivation, the sensation of activities.

read! there is now a ton of literature out there. the more you read, the more experience you gain, the more you will be able to establish what is good information and inaccurate information. same goes for porn. I love porn, but some BDSM porn does not accurately display what will be going on in a session with a Domme or you as a Domme. as long as you understand that, watch away!

smoking fetish by Claudia Typhoon

some fetishes and kinks I still have to figure out, smoking fetishes however, I get. to see the smoke ooze and dissipate from sultry lips is very arousing. I try to incorporate smoking and human ashtray wherever possible. now, I'm not a regular smoker and I'm not so fond of regular cigarettes, but specialty ones like cloves and cigars I really enjoy. I even frequent some cigar lounges in the city and give the tobacco its proper respect when it comes to ritual of smoking a cigar. I love letting the smoke ooze from my mouth over my slave, putting them out on their parts, singing their hair with the hot cherries. when my playthings have sweater vest or 70's bushes, I love to singe them down to a proper length. just last week I had a very drippy sub put out a clove of mine using his pre-cum. he was very worried and it took several tries. it excited me to see him so worried that he may be burn. that same look and feeling of fear arouses me when I pass my cherry so very close to the more sensitive parts of my slave. I enjoy flicking my ash on them, rubbing it into their skin, using my spit to make a paste of it and smearing it wherever possible, where it will cake and sweat, where it will cause friction when tugged upon. I love the look of humility or disgust as I ash on their tongues. ah yes, smoking fetish is one I get.