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More Questions & Answers from Mistress Y

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

What is the most satisfying part of what you do as a dominatrix?
As a young sado-masochist, I was self-destructive in my craving for pain. If I had not found the pillars of BDSM, I would have likely ended up dead or in jail, so knowing that when I work with hard core masochists, allowing [...]

Ropes & Erotica: Turning on to the Art of Shibari

Saturday, June 21st, 2008

I’m back, writing to you from my dungeon after a long and prosperous school year. I’ve spent my last few months torturing my fellow schoolmates with misplaced modifiers and surveying the professors with a keen eye, determining which ones (female and male) were wearing lace panties to class.
I’ve always loved the idea of student/teacher [...]

Do You Have Sex With Your Clients? (And other reader questions for the Dominatrix)

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007

“So, what do you do?”
The inevitable question springs up time and time again and I assess the situation. If I am in a non-leather environment (and by that, I don’t mean vegan), I make a quick judgment as to whether the conversation will quickly degrade into an annoying interrogation a la Jerry Springer. I don’t [...]

Slaves Part II: The Face Behind the Hood

Monday, September 17th, 2007

I instruct the slave to prepare in the small, black room, called the “Pit.” That means that they are to shed their clothes, hang them neatly on the white hangers in the closet, and then to kneel into “first position” to wait for me (a supplicant position, much like the yogic “child’s pose,” forehead to [...]

Slaves Part I: The “Dirty” Client

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

Slave. Submissive. Masochist. Bottom. Fetishist. Pervert. Slut. Cross Dresser. Client.
Client is the word that makes them squirm. In the general sex industry, clients who frequent escorts, strip clubs, and massage parlors may freely discuss their rendezvous and even pass on referrals to “the boys.” It’s a display of machismo and high capitalism to pay for [...]

The Dominatrix Power Lunch

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007

Once every six months, with the change of New York City seasons, four independent, professional dominatrices meet downtown at a Chelsea café for lunch. I usually send out the calling, as I like to come out of my hermetic shell once in a while to catch up on girl-talk. My lunching ladies are three women [...]

The Kidnapping

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

I arrive at the chic bar in Manhattan’s meatpacking district at midnight. Beautiful fashionistas are mingling with cocktails raised on-guard to their chests, conversing with hyper-expression, laughing on cue. I scan the room and see X standing to the right. He has been watching the door, one hand cupping a short whisky glass, his other [...]

A Cure for Pain

Friday, March 2nd, 2007

I spent the Chinese New Year with my family, arriving two days ahead at my mother’s home with bags of oranges and orchids for good fortune. During the celebratory feast, we ate the traditional, whole fish symbolizing togetherness (my mother and I split the glutinous head); rice noodles that represent longevity; and Peking style duck [...]

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