A lot of people talk about “sub space.” I totally have a “dom space.” The space where my concentration narrows down to who I am with and what I am doing. I completely lose track of time. Recently, I did a singletail scene with someone that seemed like it took hours. Turns out it was less than one. Other times, hours will seem like a few minutes.
Something that gets lost a lot in conversation about female dominance is how we feel. There’s a lot of talk about “using subs for our pleasure,” but our pleasure is rarely talked about. No one talks about what it feels like. The model of pleasure in female dominance is centered in male fantasy. We’re so often actors and objects in submissive male fantasy, rather than subjects of our own.
Bloggers like the women at Work Never Over, Girls Rule Subs Drool, Geek Domme, and so many others inspire me because they talk about their own desire. What it looks like. What it feels like. That it even exists. It’s a revolutionary act.
A regular client turned good friend was sexually assaulted and asked me if I would go with her to the police station to make the report. Here is what happened.
Things to note:
1. There may be some triggers around sexual assault, victim blaming, and incompetent police officers.