Smoking Fetish

Smoking fetish is one of those delightful things in which time seems to stand still during play. The passage of time only marked by the flammable in hand slowly burning away. The ash rubbed onto skin, the cherry burning hair, the butt set deeply on a tongue. We both watch in delight in the still room as the smoke curls in the air after a sensuous escape from My mouth, or french inhaled by nose. How does this fetish grab at us? Is it the sensuality? Is it the forced inhalation of cancerous smoke? Is it the danger associated, the panther temperament of a film noir beauty? Its all those things.

It is beautiful to watch, playing with vapours, steam, bubbles, all things transitionary and momentary that can be manipulated with our mouths or hands delights us at our childlike centers. We are hypnotised by the movement of smoke and it holds our attention for the brief amount of time smoking takes. Perhaps it was too in our childhoods where we witnessed bad boys or girls smoking, knowing that our goodness was so close to a drawbridge that would take us on adventures. As teenagers, wasn't it always the bad kids, the troublemakers, the ones who first started experimenting with drugs and violence and sex that smoked? We desired that rebellion for ourselves but were too timid to try. I did not view smoking in this light as I was the bad girl, the one not afraid to get in fights, who wouldn't back down, who wasn't afraid to be confident and sexual. I was the bad girl you watched smoke at a distance.

I've tried cigarettes and they are garbage. I have moved on to more sophisticated products to indulge in. I learned from a few sophisticated gents from cigar lounges in NYC the art of cigar smoking, I roll joints with raw hemp papers and love the thick smoke and full flavour of clove cigarettes, now harder to find, how I miss them.

The darkness that surrounds the dimly lit, late night smoke I find arousing. The focus in this moment of reprieve in which is surely a rare peaceful moment in this person's chaos is something beautiful to behold.

I have had many smoking fetish sessions and in fact My first professional session as a Dominatrix was a smoking fetish session. That will have to be another entry.

Paying Deposits for Time/Session

I have noticed, as most Pro-Dommes have that there is a reticent population of clients that do not believe in paying deposits. They have many reasons why they don't want to do it which usually indicate to the Domme that the communication exchange was a time suck. The client finds out information and attempts scheduling (all of which on our side involve planning and work) just to say that in the end they don't trust that the Domme is the real deal. This is a major point of frustration. Dommes that are professional with good reputations will expect a deposit. If they ask you for a deposit or references, you need to provide one or both of these things. This is to ensure the trust and safety of your interaction. If you (as a potential client) are worried that a Domme wants a deposit simply to take your money from you, know that the dynamic you are entering into, you are putting her in a position of power, you will be following her rules and if you cannot comply with her rules from the get-go, you will not have a good experience or any experience at all, instead wanking your flesh extension in between your legs. (Not as good a time!) I cannot speak for other Dommes but I would speculate that if they do not specify that a certain deposit is required, this leaves you (as the potential client) some flexibility on how you give that deposit, both in type and amount. I highly prefer deposits but I do not specify an amount or type until it is discussed because I want to allow for that flexibility. It is not My initial aim to take all your money from you, (unless you are into that kind of thing, then I will enjoy our further fetish play. see: Financial Domination). My aim is to develop trust and create a platform in which to build our interaction. If you found a Woman you desire and want to spend more time with Her, the social custom is to typically take her out for a drink or two to learn if you want to pursue something further and she returns said interest. How much does that cost you? Ten, $20? If you think nothing of making that investment on a strange Woman, why would making that same investment be something you are unwilling to give a professional Dominatrix? Clearly its because you have no intention of following through. Dommes want to spend time and have sessions with people who have a genuine interest in them. It is disrespectful to contact a Domme when you do not have the mental/emotional/fiscal ability to follow through in meeting Her. If you are not ready to make that step then admire Her from afar until you are ready. Read, appreciate Her with more then your chiclet in hand. Also important to note is there are tons of different ways to give a deposit to a Domme; multiple platforms to send cash or credit and a great many more websites in which you can send a gift card. If a Domme requires a certain deposit amount but you can spare only small increments at a time, express that to the Domme and see if she is willing to put small amounts towards a deposit and/or session then over time you will develop trust with your kink provider and also be meeting Her requirements within your abilities. Dominas are not unreasonable people, but jack-asses sorely press our patience and thus the need to have very firm boundaries about how you interact with us. Let's have a deposit scenario: you-latex fetish, want to have a session with Me. As an alternative to sending Me cash, you can give Me an etsy gift card. I have a collection of unique pieces I want to build My latex wardrobe. If your deposit (in one go or slowly over time) buys one of those pieces, then I will be happy to have something I want and we will be able to enjoy said latex together in our session. I will appreciate the thoughtfulness. (Admire latex I desire here: http://etsy.me/2xnv0iI) It's not hard and we aren't all trying to rob you. If you are unwilling to pay deposits, you might want to have a hard look at yourself and why you don't trust others or your inability to engage in intimate interactions with others.

Cis Gender and Trans Gender

I recently had an interaction that went sour and think an expression of it may help Me learn more. I was not very close to this individual but for a time they seemed comfortable opening up to Me. This person identified as transgendered, then went through a procedure to continue on their path to become a Woman. I admit that even though I am far more educated then the average individual about sexuality, sexual identity, sex abuse issues and various ways of sexual and gender expression, I feel I fall short in My interactions with transgendered individuals. I have even been met with surprisingly aggressive responses because I did or said something I was unaware was inappropriate. I continue to try to learn and respect individual expression but when often met with short tempered attacks, it makes it difficult to get a clear idea of what is right, wrong or current in the transgendered scene. I didn't even realise that earlier today that cisgender is what before was male or female. Cisgender being a term for those that identify as the sexuality they were born with. For example: I was born female and I feel I am a Woman. I do not feel cisgender applies because I have a fluid and specific form of sexual expression. Transgender is the spectrum term for everything else.

I found this article to helpful and more descriptive that I could be on the topic: http://www.advocate.com/transgender/2015/07/31/true-meaning-word-cisgender

Additionally this article:
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/378511/cis-ridiculous-christine-sisto

The issue I have is that I think that people may identify as they choose and feels honest to them. When one feels strength and confidence in who they are it creates a grounded person who can continue to build calm and personal strength. When someone attacks another physically or verbally, it creates a divide, especially if the attacks is creating further boundaries. Ignorance should not be met with aggression, it should be educated. I advocate this for as brilliant as I may be, I do have conflicts because I am ignorant about any number of things, including gender, race, politics, religion. We all have the potential to be ignorant in these spheres. I advocate for patience and the education of ignorance even if you are met with a wall. The pleasant interaction will stay with them and they will think of your words, not move further away from accepting you and the ideals you want to put into the world.

Indeed when I hear the word "cisgender" it has a negative connotation and was used against me without my knowing its meaning. Advocate contributor and transgender Navy veteran Brynn Tannehill argues that: "When someone is referred to as a 'cisgender lesbian' or 'cis gay man' by a transgender person, it is often in a negative way," Tannehill posits. "The addition of 'cis' or 'cisgender' is used to imply a certain level of contempt and a desire that they leave discussions on transgender issues. It also implies that they don't, can't, or won't ever understand transgender issues."

I was involved in LGBT conversations and communities as a young teenager and continued along with the culture, but often felt pushed out because I didn't identify in a way that was accepted by the community itself. I identified as bisexual for many years but was rejected for being "selfish", once I learned that queer fit more into My sexual identity I was met with raised eyebrows and questioned if that meant I was a lesbian. Once I started experimenting with BDSM and felt exhilarated by My comfortability and satisfaction in My being a Dominant, I was met by those that thought I would be submissive to them because of My calm and lovely demeanour. I was not angry with these people who were ignorant of My sexual and gender expression because I know it takes time to learn for everyone. I need to be able to communicate who I am and someone has to want to learn. These situations do not happen often but are rewarding when they do. We all need patience in others without condemnation or concrete generalisations. 

None of us are as we look, we are as we express ourselves to be. When met with ignorance or in ownership of it, be patience and ask good questions. 

I see evidence of white privilege. I learn more and do my best to accept how my life is so very different and easier as a white Woman then minorities and black people in the united states. I have a great teacher for these issues who is patient is willing to teach past My ignorance. 

The privilege of My sexuality? It is not fluid. The "cisgender" labelling is not appropriate and Women are constantly oppressed. Our sexuality, our reproductive abilities, our labor and skill is considered property, as livestock in some places in the world. I am Domina, I exist to teach the world to be better, to communicate effectively and without harm. To treat each other with respect and not waste our resources like it is a right. Wealth creates privilege, know your personal wealth. 

An email that evoked a response.

Unnamed male:

Hi Saw your ad, I am a 33 yr old male, Im fun safe and clean, I like to get into all sorts of kinky scenarios, And I'm wondering if you'd help with this fetish,
I get a kick out of seeing women flash strangers, and so I've set up scenes like this safely in my studio three times with different models and willing young women,
Basically, I have you at my art studio, dressed in a low blouse with no bra,
and a short skirt with no panties,
I invite message courriers, delivery people, pizza delivery, and contractors to come do work,
You pose as my assistant, and you help me take these orders, In the actions you do a lot of bending over, squatting, sitting with legs spread flashing them , But all the while remaining aloof, like you don't know your giving such a good show,
Let me know if this is something you'd be in to trying to help me with,
and we can talk on phone to set it up,
talk soon

Ms. Typhoon:

I don't think you have seen a professional Dominatrix before. One of the cornerstones of BDSM is that everyone consents to the activities at hand. Flashing strangers without consent in a planned manner is not a responsible activity and with the right person can get you arrested. A Domina also would not parade Her sexual resources such as Her pussy or breasts to strangers like that, She doesn't expose Herself for the attention of others, She commands the gaze, She doesn't beg for it. I am all for sexual expression and I'm glad you are able to enjoy it with others but I want you to consider it through the Alpha Feminine lens. I would suggest connecting with a different type of sex worker, there are many wonderful ones out there, and have Her put on a show with some friends. Things could escalate in a surprising and satisfactory way from there. Talk to the Lady first and suggest any other possibilities that can arise (so she can know pricing and know what she will need to bring), and maybe your "fuck buddy/friend" could tease the hell out of a friend or two of yours and it becomes a gangbang. I mean......that's where I would go with it. 

The myth of the "minute man"

As I see it through a Domme lens, I am not upset with the minute man but rather thrilled that he is so excited by My presence that he looses control of himself. I however, do not enjoy this about adult babies, so I punish the bad babies. After he has cum on the inside of his pants, trembling before Me, I must humiliate and punish him. And I bet, I could make him cum from the excitement of the pain and humiliation he is about to receive for offending a Goddess with his man seed. If I want a male orgasm, I take it. Many of you do not deserve orgasm within My presence and I will make you suffer for it. Now, doesn't that sound exciting? I think so. In muggle sex life, I've Harry Pottered that shit and known both worlds; I never minded that a man came quickly as long as they could continue afterwards with enthusiasm and keep their indiscretion physically to themselves, were cool about it. I think it ideal that partners can multiple orgasm because of the other. The frequency is totally up to your personal libidos, but the ability to do so and give to the other is important. Minute men just need training in either a vanilla or BDSM context. I think small penis humiliation ties into this. When men orgasm quickly in a vanilla context, a girl might respond in a humiliating way that he hasn't experienced before. Being told that his cock, which he loves, is pathetic and unsatisfying. This can't be true, can it? I've actually had a lot of SPH from beautiful men that had satisfactory dicks. A girl telling a normally successful male that his lover for life is not good enough gives a rush that arouses him above all other things. A man that wants his cock humiliated craves it. I see you, chronic masturbators out there. Stop callousing your cock, give in to your desires and pursue a Dominant Woman. She will make you better, give Her everything She asks for, She deserves it. In a vanilla context I would suggest that that Woman immediately flips the switch (if not already in this direction) to the focus of the sex life be about her satisfaction and orgasm.

Ethics of engaging in abuse cycles.

A lot of our behaviour is learned from our families and our respective cultures. Many people rebel from social norms because the normal mode of living isn't for them. Most of breaking away from the clan is due to abuse or the clan's lack of ability to accept change. As an individual that had to break from an abuse cycle and in doing so, recognise it and its affect on how I engaged with others I noticed that many people are broken by the neglect or abuse of their family members and are not able to recognise healthy behaviours and will in fact feel neglected and abuse in order to have their partners return this same hostile "love" that they learned. I have taken many souls into My life that were in the need of a Domina to point out the trauma in their lives and teach them how to be people. A surprising amount only wanted to keep being abused by Me. They didn't want to be better or happy. They wanted misery and fear, something I give in easy and ample doses. The issue with My giving this to a submissive who has say been sexually assaulted by their own mother is that it drives them deeper into their personal hell until it becomes a cornerstone of who they are. We are not our abuses or abusers, we are better then our abusers because we do not continue to abuse, we teach and right wrongs. This is the magic and power of a skilled Domina; She can recognise the underlying factors of a person, strip them, rebuild them, make them anew. Some people need what looks like torture to others and leave a session feeling magnificent and powerful, this is the ideal. As much as I would love the vintage jaguar of My dreams, I would rather turn down a session that reinforces past abuses. If I accepted sessions that repeated past pain, I am only grooming a bad person, one that will teach their loved ones that they should hurt in order to receive love and affections. This is not the right message. I groom My slaves to be better people, to contribute to society, deny them their privileges so that they can respect others. We must be Dommes of purpose or we are wasting our power.

email thread of death

I have found that I always want to explore more, experience more, be more and this puts Me on the path to pursue the strange, difficult, unheard-of and weird. I often put up Domme ads stating that I want to do the bizarre. I try to not create multiple email exchanges as this is normally the habit of people that do not follow through on sessions, but the odd requests often need more conversation. (-will be My thoughts while reading and composing emails)

fatalist: I'm trying to get with a girl who can be very violent. If you can do it, I need you to suffocate me and go all the way with it, like hanging in a noose or using a plastic bag. Get back to me if you can set this up. I'm willing to give whatever is needed.
-I love being violent, let's do it! I get that he's asking Me to kill him but know that this individual perhaps can benefit from an empathic ear that can guide him towards healing or help or perhaps a session that would accomplish that. Also people that have sessions with Me that engage in suffocation, edge play or murder role play find them to be therapeutic and help them with pain they are feeling. so this is My intention when someone contacts Me about killing them. Also I find it incredibly thrilling and arousing to see the fear on someone's face as I strangle them. 

Domina: To book a session you will need to send a deposit https://cash.me/$DominaTyphoon along with a few days/times you are available. I am quite practiced with suffocation and edge play. 

-truth! show Me you are serious.

fatalist: I am specifically looking for a fatal outcome. I'm not sure it's safe for you to have me make a deposit for that, but if you are willing to do it I can send some.

-there is already a record of our interaction silly, a deposit isn't that much further. he does not understand that contacting a Domme or sex worker to kill you is not something a bright and stable person does. why would anyone think that was an ok thing to do? let's see how far this goes and keep it professional.

Domina: you are not the first person to make this request. I know what I'm doing. Since you won't need it anymore, send a large chunk of what's in your bank account as a deposit. If I find it sufficient I won't ask for more. Then we will set up a place to meet. 

-If he sends it, he's very serious and will tell Me how to handle further interactions with him. If he doesn't, its because the gravity of what he's asking Me might have hit him. 

fatalist: Can we do an in person public meet first? I've been burned so to speak by others who have said they were willing, but wanted money first when we had only spoken online.

-Of course we can meet first, I never have problems meeting people.

Domina: That is quite common. Dominatrix are professionals just as is a doctor or lawyer. If you are hesitant in paying a deposit to one, you should know that the respected and vetted ones will expect it. Make sure they have an online presence if they ask for a deposit. I have a website, blog and twitter for example. If you want to meet first, we can do so. I have consultations with new clients. The fee is much lower but must be paid for in advance, the fee is $50. Its up to you. If you choose to book Me for either a session of finality or an initial consultation, send a deposit to the link I provided in an earlier email and send Me an email with days and times you are available to to set up an appointment. 

-Its important to be professional. I didn't hear back from this gentleman but he is now better informed on how to evaluate and pursue time with a Domme (and now so do you).

Fetish Fashion

I have always loved fashion and means of counter-culture expression. fashion expresses who we are whether you make conscious decisions about who/what you wear or not. If you are not into fashion its because perhaps you do not understand the ability it gives you for creative expression, how you can socialise with others and the respect other give (or don't) give you. In photos or videos the Dominatrix costume has certain main points and materials that help you visually understand her role. you see a woman in that costume and you obey, you submit because the clothing compels you, it amplifies feminine power without her having to even look at you. likewise women that work in powerful positions wear particular garments that visually communicate to you that she is power broker, with no conversation needed. BDSM for better or for worse has come into the main stream. more people are aware of its presence, are engaging in its practices or trying their hand at the respected sex worker role. I've noticed as well that key materials such as leather and latex are finding their way into no fetish clothing lines. I've decided that because of My passion of expression and lifelong love of kink and fashion, I'm going to start another blog in addition to this one illustrating lines, companies, looks, and individuals that display and create "fetish fashion" or are indeed "fashion fetishist" for this new blog I will accept contributors from all over the globe and different walks of life. send a letter of interest with an article proposal to My Domina email: claudiatyphoon@gmail.com

Latex fantasy

I had this fantasy pop in My head and I only need a few things to accomplish it: a willing and delightful slave(s), a vac-u bed, lots of lube, a full latex suit for Me, 500 in tribute, german setting.

I imagined putting My slave into the bed and slowly deflating and taking all the air from it so the rubber is skin-tight, only a mouth piece to breath. After My body has been completely covered and My latex oh-so-shiny, slithering over my slave like a snake, running My fingertips over every crevice and curve, pressing My weight into them and rubbing latex on latex, fully lubed. I think it would be so sexy.

the future is now

I've had a lot of life changes since last I've wrote but since I am in pursuit of a life of constant learning and thus elevation/evolution, I doubt there will be much pause to reflect. I observe that as I age I will slow or develop the patience required for documentation but until that date I shall be sporadic and free to eclipse projects, events, spaces of time. 

let's reflect upon time together.

In your life compiled of moments you may live the life you desire. A rich one full of experience and knowledge. you may wallow in misery and incompetence. whatever your subconscious child is playing at, you are the theatre of youthful play. so expresses your sexuality, reward and punishment systems. The expression of sexuality aside from masturbation is not a singular sport. Most of you are not leaders in your sexuality. you want to be cherished and used in a way in which satisfies the other. depending on your life experiences, the activity that best communicates this to you differ. Herein lie the value of the Dominant. the Giver, the Leader, the Lover, the Nurturer, the Boss. The person who knows how your satisfaction is best expressed. This is a valuable skill. Dominants are wise and know their value, they expect compensation, resources. Their time is a commodity. They have a happy and fulfilling life without you, any of you, all of you. Their time should not be wasted because they use it for your benefit, the benefit of all. The wise Domme, as is a Domme who exist for large breathes of time with this self-labeling; knows that a gift, a tribute must be received in equal value to the skill used. 

In the winter, I will travel to France, and in Marseille I will torture a man as if I suspected him of 16th century witchcraft. He could easily bleed to death. This is all for his psychosexual pleasure. I will do it, I will find a kind of satisfaction from it, I will not do it for less then the amount I desire. I will not compromise My value for the satisfaction of another. This is the manifesto in which a strong Woman asserts herself. This is why strong Women must always fight and struggle. there are few places in the world in which a Woman does not receive strong societal pressure to compromise herself, her sexuality and any other resource that can be gleaned from Her. I will not compromise once I have established a boundary. I will be an example of strength and in time, the struggle for Women to have command over their own lives will be trivial as all humans become equal and self-aware. Until this science-fiction fantasy becomes reality, I will emulate the role of Goddess in the mythologies we all create and live. A Goddess that expects tithes, our pleasure will be equally met by your slaving for your Master. you work hard for My benefit, this pleases you. My luxury, your suffering. I am beautiful and bold, you are weak and without impact. when you give your income to your Goddess, she sees you. She beams at you upon high and for a moment you bask in her radiance. we all work for these moments. these moments in time in which we are one. 

pursue our time together. 

Ireland fantasy

I was sitting on My terrace the other day, enjoying the light and fantasising about My upcoming trip to Ireland. Imagine this scene with Me (and possibly view it as I want to film it-click link to help make this happen)

I'm a modern Rosie Riveter in My wardrobe, head wrap in dark blue, with a large erect bow much like a rooster crest atop My head, dark red lips, milky-white skin, winged eye-liner, $5. My soft, tight, vintage cowboy tee not hiding My large breast, loose chains around My wrist, gold rings on My fingers, $10. I wear tight black jeans and black leather shit-kickers, the boots laced tightly, black leather belt at My waist, black lace lingerie underneath, $15. I stand in the doorway of a dive, the light from outside glowing around Me while I take in the scene and you admire the Goddess on the screen before you. I survey the place, a rare few huddle with their beers in the corner, the barman stands bored behind the bar and a lone soul near him. his posture is poor and I feel the submission ooze from him. I slither like a predatory cat towards the bar and sit near him, staring at him until he feels Me looking at him, $20. the bartender with his arms crossed before him says nothing and only watches. the man timidly looks up to Me. In an irritated tone I tell him that he could make a better impression and offer to buy a Lady a drink. he blinks rapidly and looks confused, then tells the bartender to make what I like. I ordered a rusty nail and start to size up My entertainment. this man I can use in any way I choose, I can see it in his eyes. I can completely own him in front of this small bar crowd and no one would stop Me. I thank the bartender and instruct him to keep the change after this diminutive man pays with a bill in which one would expect change, $25. he doesn't argue but looks at Me expectantly. I take a sip of My drink and then turn My attention to the male beside Me. I shift My position and thrust My leg between his, turning him in his seat so that he faces Me. I can see now he is afraid, but he stays. Good. I lean into him, My face close to his, My hand sliding up his leg and stopping at his hip, I can feel the fabric go tense and at his erection, at this I know he is My bitch. I order him to take out his wallet. he hesitates but I don't break eye contact or expression. he takes it out and puts it on the bar, $30. I tell him that his wallet is mine now and put it in My back pocket. I order him to take off his jacket, then his shirt. I sit back, taking another sip of My drink and lift My boot to between his thighs and stomp it in place. he looks down at My boot, then at My wet lips. I tell him to get off the stool and walk towards Me. as quick as a snake bite, My nails dig into his left nipple and I pull him towards Me. now he can smell Me and feel My warm breath. I tell him that from this moment on, he is My bitch and will do as I tell him, I will control his every move and that I will punish him terribly for disobedience, $35. he whimpers from the pain in his nipple but he nods sharply. I slap him in the face and instruct him to start licking My boots clean while I finish My drink. he quickly gets on the grounds starts to lick the muddied tread. I spit on him and turn to face the bartender who still in a stoic stance, now with an amused expression on his face. I relax with My drink in the dimly lit dive, and light a clove, the dark stick sparking and sputtering at the end as it meets the flame, My head titled towards the light. I ash on My slave as he cleans and moans from the dirty floor. as I finish My smoke and My drink, I order another and for the half naked submissive to remove his pants. he does so and folds them lightly atop his other clothes, $40. I rise, instructing the male beneath Me to crawl behind Me as I start towards a dark corner. he looks around as if he might rebel. I squat to the floor at his level, grab him by the throat and his cock and balls clenched tightly with the other hand. I feel his cock get hard again and slap it lightly through his shorts. "that's a good boy", I tell him, $45. he winches but I notice his shorts get wet, his little dick started to get drippy. I spit in his face and tell him how disgusting this is. I let go of his throat and start to walk, stopping a few paces to pat My thigh to call My dog. I reclined in My chair and waited while My pet nervously fidgeted on his knees in front of Me. the bartender came a few moments later with My drink, telling Me that it was on the house before retreating back to the bar. now relatively alone, I lit a new clove, and instructed My ward to remove his last shred of clothing, and with it, his dignity, $50. I squat down in front of him, still smoking, blowing smoke in his face and pull out his genitals, exposing them to the air and spit on his cock. I hold his balls in My hand and instruct him to stroke his cock, while I continue to blow smoke in his face, spit and ash on his cock, $55. he is easily excited and I can see he may cum soon so I squeeze his balls until the pain Dominates the pleasure of orgasm. he keeps stroking but whimpers and curls into himself. I let go and stand, only to kick him in the balls, it drops him to the floor. he gasps as he falls and clutches his wounded testicles. I order him to remove his shorts or I will kick him again and again. he doesn't move quickly enough and I kick him in the chest, then I kick his legs apart to prepare a ball-busting he will be sure to remember. he sees this and quickly removes his last shred, saying he will do whatever I want, $60. I sit back in My chair and casually drink while he recovers, saying nothing. after a moment, I gesture for him to come closer, and start to stroke again. he must work past pain, but quickly I see his desire to cum again, he looks up at Me and stops himself, he learns quickly, $65. I ask him how badly he wants to cum, he is almost desperate, so I have him continue the process of stroking and stopping until he can think of nothing but his need to release as I relax and use his torso as a foot rest. at last he is shaking and tense and is so sensitive that I could blow on his cock and it would erupt. I instruct him to sit up and I look deeply into his face, then start slapping him. both hands and sharp. at first he is taken aback and doesn't understand, then protest and at last becomes sullen, but his cock is still hard. I keep slapping him until he starts to cry and his cheeks become wet. now My last command of him, $70. I tell him to lay on the floor, his cock pressed against his stomach and his flesh on the sticky and filthy ground. he rests there as I take off My belt. I order him to start grinding on the ground, rubbing his cock against the filth. sadly at first and then more excitedly he takes to his task, thinking at last I will allow him orgasm, $75. when he starts to moan I start to strike him with My thick leather belt. I command him to keep going, the disgusting floor loves him. he yells out when I hit him, but this quickly turns to moans as I rhythmically start to hit him on his ass, colouring it a deep red. he starts to beg, $80. I say nothing but listen to him beg and moan. his body starts to shake and his ass starts to bruise. as he cums I hit him harder and he pants into the floor. I stand and put on my belt after cleaning it with a napkin dipped in My drink. I reach down and grab his hair, informing him that he has one last thing to do for Me before I release him, $85. he must lick the floor clean of the mess he has just made. to improve the flavour, I throw the last of my drink which has now been watered down in the puddle. he dutifully nods and starts to lick up his mess. I relight My clove and finish it, watching to make sure he cleans it properly, $90. surely the flavours on his tongue do not mix well and I watch him retch, but continue to work. when he finishes, he collapses on the floor. I take the money out of his wallet, $95, throw it on the ground and walk over him, stepping on him as I make My exit. I stop at the doorway, put on My sunglasses and step into the sunlight, $100.

new year, new life, new country, new readers

I haven't written in the past year even though I have continued to actively participate in the BDSM lifestyle in both a professional and personal capacity. In the past year I have moved to Spain from NYC, engaged in sessions abroad and thus launching Myself into the international Domina world, and many delightful personal changes as well. I have visited dungeons located in both Spain (Studio Wanda, located in Madrid and Bilbao) and Germany (Avalon) to start a report with the lovely women who operate them and will visit them for sessions in the future. I have a new Macbook Pro so now I will have the ability to create more content, a new website, and expand My reach by creating profiles on the many lovely Domme sites throughout the world. It is not difficult to travel within Europe and if you desire a session with Me, only send Me a message and a trip potentially can be organised. I have an upcoming trip to Vienna the last week of February for My birthday and will delight in sessions had there. I also have a trip to Ireland at the end of April, with potential of visiting London and playing there afterwards. contact here for more details.

Titles, titles, title......Boss, Master, Sir, My Lord. by Claudia Typhoon

remember when I signed the titles of My blog entries? then I stopped. did you notice? will you look for it now? will you wonder what the significance of that is? will you wonder why I pointed it out? See if your brain does anything interesting.

one of the most popular post I have on here was about Female Dominant titles. since then I have explored the possibilities of male titles, a query exposed upon writing that prior post. now, I think a male being called male titles has a different effect or behaviours associated with it than a Female such as myself being called male titles. so this is entirely the perspective of a female being called male titles.

Boss-I loved being called Boss. I had a cop client that turned me onto it. the power exchange was intense and intoxicating. It reinforces my strong desire to be in charge and make decisions. not just any decisions, but to make them quickly; analyze my options to maximize the desired outcome for all those involved. to think of the ramifications of all subsequent ripples made by that decision and to do all that in a matter of seconds. training one's mind to be this efficient can be tiring and needs lots of reflection and downtime. but damn is it a good feeling when you do it right.

Master makes me want to be cruel. to torment, to enslave a being. that is when I am aroused most by fear. its more cold than being a Domina. there is an element of intensity, its a playful and sadistic sexuality. a Domina toys more like a panther, tearing your throat out for fun after tormenting you for hours or even days. if it likes the way you move and the sounds you make. I love being a Domina. being called master makes me want to stamp out its breath, then fuck it while its helpless and ruin it with My cock while I beat them further. hoping that it is blood that lubricates my dick inside them. perhaps choke them out while I ram My cum deep inside.

Sir-if one desires elegance, may I suggest Sir. its simple and relaxed. the authority of this figure is not questioned. authority over oneself is given to a sir, not taken. they give direction as needed and will make efficient use of you. when you respond its always: "yes, Sir" or "no, Sir". you look at your toes, not at his face. a Sir is well-groomed, enjoys outdoor sports, polite in bed with the misses but likes very tawdry things in bed with his lovers. when a Sir punishes you, you deserve it and will have to win back his good graces. I feel very natural being a Sir. it is often my natural state of being.

My Lord-this is a fun one. I've only had one person call Me this and I thought it was the best. this title allowed Me to be every sci-fi and fantasy character I wanted to be. I have a very complex imagination so I have the best time playing out scenarios attached to it.

trying out slaves

you know, I think a personal slave would be great. really. take care of My every need as I attend to theirs. such a give and take, a loving, supportive dynamic centered on My needs and wants and their desire to satisfy them and taking every bit of torture I feel they need. just a lovely dream methinks. finding the right D/s dynamic takes a lot of work and can be very frustrating. I get more frustrated by trying to find a slave than the people I date. I take D/s dynamics very seriously. I've met 5 in the past week. the first I genuinely liked, as a person and he slipped so beautifully into a submissive way of being; but something was lost there with that newbie. the 2nd I have a great time objectifying and teasing, so we will see how it goes. also a newbie and I think he may be a bit overwhelmed even though greatly excited by My intensity. the 3rd did as he was told and we had a great time at public play; we shall see how it continues. the 4th I was very excited by. I was excited that the attraction and potential for intimacy was there and his enthusiasm seemed to meet mine; but he wants to pursue a vanilla existence. I do not extend My welcome to those that do not want it, we will never play, such a shame. the last was just a delight. a young artist, respectful, kind and into all sorts of kink, I think he will work out nicely. its a gamble for both Domme and sub alike. how much can I trust this person? how can we support each other? its a lot of energy and work but when it happens, its beautiful. I miss you ken. our dynamic was effortless. I think that's what we all search for in the people in our lives. BDSM context or not.

dear penis

dear penis,

be of a nice size if you will. I want to feel the pressure of you inside of me. I want it to hurt, cause I enjoy that kind of interior pain and stretch. I want to feel you in all my holes and I want you to want to be there, more than any other place. could you cum huge loads? on me, inside me, down my throat? I would enjoy that. if you aren't the size I desire, can I hurt it? I will. I'd like to hurt all penis. it makes me happy when you squirm and whine because I've hurt you. can I pierce it? I'd like that. I'd like to stick tons of needles in you and then lovingly fuck the ever-living shit out of your ass. if its small, like a clitoris, I'd like to be creative and verbally degrade you for your inferior waste of flesh that you were born with. penis, I'd like to order you to jerk off while you worship my feet and deny you relief; for hours. penis, I'd like your balls to be bound and sensitive and then slap the fuck out of them until you want to cry. I'd like to straddle your thighs and then fuck your cock with rosebuds, you know the type. can I use hot wax? I'd like that. I'd like it to coat you completely and then put a condom on it and have you take a sissy's pussy with it. I bet that would feel weird. tell me how it feels, won't you? and then, how about you and that sissy suck on each other's cocks? oh yes.....that would be nice.

regards,

Claudia Typhoon

today's session 2

hello there, want to read about behaviour modification, denial and foot worship? of course you do. let's go down memory lane to last wednesday, shall we?

an indian gent contacted me and as soon as he told me his interest I knew what to do with him. I wore my golden curls piled loosely on my head and a delightful shade of red lipstick. my long, tight, black lace dress exposed a satin green over-bust corset underneath, sheer black panties and my favorite pair of black stilettos on my lovely feet.

we started with a half-hour which he begged me to extend. I put him under eye-contact restriction with a punishment of being slapped in the face every time he dared to even sneak a look into my steel blue eyes. he was slapped often and then less as time went on. I made him do exercises, corrected his form and made him do extra when he did not do the exercise correctly or neglected to count out loud. meanwhile I sat on the throne, leaning forward, my legs crossed as I appraised him and dictated his actions. as our scene grew in intensity, so did my sharp nails dig into the tender flesh of his nipples with every failure performed. he whimpered and thanked me for making sure he was up to par and punishing him when he was not. after cleaning a cage for Domina Ariana Chevalier, I gave him the pleasure of sniffing my heels and giving the leather soft kisses, making sure that he asked permission for every act he desired. he sat humbled beneath me, excited about the opportunity to worship my feet and gave them many soft kisses, saying "thank you Domina" throughout. our time quickly ended and I commanded him to put his clothes on and leave. he begged me to let him stay, to let him touch himself, to stay beneath my feet. each booming no in response from me becoming deeper and more intense. he clasped his hands together in prayer, begging. "I'm so hard Domina, please." I told him that he did not look like much to me to which he dropped to his knees. I commanded him to dress. as he did I told him that I wanted him to suffer, I wanted him to think of me all the way home, I wanted it to hurt until he was able to release later on. he had a crowded train ride home and sent me a thank you email extolling my skill and his desire to see me regularly from now on. good boy.

travel plans

hello darlings. it is no secret that I am a lover of travel and lovely submissives donate to my travel fund. I'm going to start Dominating as I go. the first week of september I will be in berlin. after that I will spend a few weeks with my Spaniard lover, traveling about slovenia and croatia. I am entertaining meeting those involved in the BDSM scene in both countries. otherwise I will be having spectacular sex on a the beach of a small croatian island. then I will go to madrid, when I return to NYC I am going to start making plans to go to different U.S. cities, a new one each month. L.A., D.C., and atlanta are certainly on my list. I will post to my twitter when I have concrete plans for which cities I will be going to. see you soon.

emailing shaming by Claudia Typhoon

sometimes a special little snowflake inspires me to give my sagely advice for free. its silly, I know. the following fuck-nugget contacted me a while ago and then never followed through. I wasn't entirely interested in the chap but I am an equal opportunity Dominant. then he fell off. followed by a long stretch of time in which I had completely forgotten him to now; where I get daily begging and devotionals. he needs guidance in the form of email shaming.

"I see that I am going to have to explain everything to you like a child. you are impatient, lazy and non-committal. before I can make any use of you I have to train you out of those disgusting habits. do you know how much work that means I am going to have to do before I see any reward? it irritates me just to think about it. from here you have two choices, you can back out like the pathetic excuse for a male you are showing yourself to be right now -or- you accept my training without question and do as you are told to the letter. do you have that within you or are you going to keep being a disappointing piece of flesh? I will know which option you pick and you will always be that until you prove otherwise. 

Domina Typhoon"

he immediately responded: "I will not back out and i will do as im told Mistress and accept training"

good boy.

Protocol for sessions

Let's say you have found the Domme of your dreams, you are about to have your first session with her and you don't want to look like a jackass; what to do? It's amazing to me how such a simple thing as showing up to a session and behaving properly goes poorly. Listed below are some helpful tips.

1) get to the location at least 15 minutes early. let the Domme know you are near and ask her if she needs or wants anything. get her that thing, that exact thing. if you cannot find it without being late, get something similar and apologize when you arrive. just because you cannot find the item she desires is no excuse for tardiness. be on time!

2) bathe. for the love of christ bathe. say you come from a conservative group of people that always seems to smell of hot sausage. we don't want to smell the layers of heat and body odor that comes off of you. carry baby-wipes around with you so that if you do not have time to bathe, you can quickly wipe off. if someone comes into my session and I do not like the way they smell, I spray them with alcohol, and show my disdain. do not invoke Domina distain!

-if you are pursuing any kind of anal play:  clean your ass. seriously. if anything is going wrong with your plumbing, reschedule! I don't want to spend my whole time spelunking smelling your digestive leavings, nor do I want any of it to take home. since you are taking a shower, I recommend a small amount of a mild, liquid soap on your fingertips, work it around your rectum, and slide in and clean around and up the next two inches, it makes a world of a difference. if you need, give yourself an enema (or several), or you can make it part of your session!

3) learn submissive poses. when I talk to a submissive, leave the room, have them wait, et cetera; I have a pose in which I prefer them. I allow for indian style for those with bad knees, but the default pose is on your knees, your haunch resting on your feet/ankles/calves, you hands behind you. don't know if you can do this pose? try it, try it now. some Dominants will require long periods of time in this position so learn it, find a variation that is comfortable for you and do squats to strengthen your knees. if I leave the room and my submissive is alone, I require them to remain in a yoga pose (child's pose). it is relaxing for the submissive and I appreciate the respect that it shows.

4) speaking of respect: unsure of default behaviours? if you look down without instruction, if you lower your height so that your Dominant can be physically above you, if you remain silent until spoken to, these are all delightful ways to show respect to your Domme.

My Japanese slave

how I miss him. he moved back to japan to care for his ailing parents, I cannot fault him for that; but how I miss playing with him. I remember one time he came over and I was putting on open-crotch pantyhose, and discussing why I love wearing them, how erotic it was to be touched through them, he told me he had never worn them himself. I had to remedy this immediately. he was awkward putting them on but looked fantastic in them. I admired him, ran my nails over his thighs and his newly erect cock. he was the rare slave blessed with a large cock and I loved to admire it, tease it, torment it and use it for my own pleasure whenever it suited me. I bound him to my bed, and placed my pussy on his mouth, suffocating him with it as I tickled and teased him with my nails. once my pussy was dripping, I reached for fabric shears and cut out his cock which was pressing painfully against his hose and dripping through them. I instructed him to be very careful and not to move a hair as fabric shears would have taken off his manhood if he flinched. I rested my breast on top of his cock after I had slapped and squeezed it painfully. it gave him a moment relief before I took to giving him pain via my incredibly sharp nails that equated any pleasure I gave him. his nipples and torso surely paid the price for my sliding a condom on his cock with my mouth before choking an arousing amount of fear out of him. I found his fear incredibly hot and slowly took his big beautiful cock inside of me. anytime he showed an intense amount of pleasure from my thrusting upon him, he was given pain to meet it. he struggled in his bindings like this until I was ready to cum, all the while building his orgasm until it became painful and unbearable. I told him that he could only cum when I did, which would be at the count of 10. he failed and went home in pain.