Philadelphia Dominatrix: Beauty and the Feet Beast, Part II —-

Finally what he desired was so close, and he literally trembled at the sight of bare flesh. “Roll my hose down the rest of the way, and don’t snag them or you’ll be ordering me a new pair from Agent Provocateur, bitch!” He did, right to the end of my toes. “Now take them off with your mouth and carry them, one at a time, to my shoes.” He did, but took his sweet time doing it, so I made him bow down to the floor and lashed his perky little ass with my whip a couple times… just for shits and giggles. I made him lie on his back on the floor and used him as my personal footstool for a few minutes, trailing my shapely feet over his torso and holding them tantalizingly close to his face. Finally I placed both feet over his mouth and nose and told him to breathe deep. He stared moaning in pleasure, and i slapped him hard across the cheek with my right foot. “Shut the fuck up, you little slut, no making obscene noises unless i think its OK to.You drove all  the way from New York to Philadelphia to see Me! Piss me off and you will be dismissed!” “Yes, Mistress,” he whimpered.

I took out a small bottle of coconut oil and made him massage my feet as I enjoyed another glass of the bubbly. I have to admit, the little foot whore knew his technique. Soon I purring in delight as he worked his fingers into my high arched and between my toes. “Lick ’em, slut.” I ordered. “No spit, no teeth and if you tickle I’ll kick you in the face.” Soon he lapped and sucked my toes covering every square inch of my feet with his obedient little tongue. I even allowed him to continue to massage my legs up to the knee, and rewarded him by balancing on one leg and pouring a little of my drink down my leg to drip into his unworthy mouth. Finally I allowed him to play a game of “hot and cold” as I Walked over his torso and ran my feet all over his face and mouth. I turned and hitched up my skirt to give him a peek at my luscious ass, and then rewarded his excellent massage technique and eagerness to please by letting him suck on my toes and gag him with my feet as he was finally permitted release.

He even tipped me for having “the most beautiful feet he’d worshiped” in years… Smart little bitches always get a good time. And I always get a good foot rub, or a good workout with my whips… 🙂

 

 

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Philadelphia Dominatrix: Beauty and the Feet Beast, Part 1

Beauty and the Feet Beast, Part I

Foot fetishists are the best… I adore it when a slave contacts me about a feet-only session. Of course, the downer is when they are bad at rubbing them, or they get spittle all over your nice new Louboutins. “You fuck up my stilettos, bitch, you are gonna buy me a new pair.”  Recently I had 2 all-foot slaves. One just literally wanted to smell them, caress them and have me trample his unworthy face, neck and chest; both in heels and without. We started off with him groveling on all fours, begging to be allowed to kiss and smell my feet. I wore this great pair of Metropolis Predator heels, shiny patent leather and the heel formed like something out of an Alien movie.

I paced around him and told him he wasn’t allowed to move but was only allowed to admire my feet and legs in the thigh high hose i had on under my corset. Once he had done a good enough job of being appreciative and vocal about how sexy my feet and legs were, I permitted him to gently kiss my toes. I held my favorite lash in one hand and told him if i saw or felt any tongue or spit, or if he dared to try to breathe in the scent of my feet without permission, that he’d feel the wrath of a Goddess ignored. Well-behaved little whore he was, he didn’t leave even a drop of spit as he kissed. I then allowed him to proceed with kissing every square inch of my stilettos, top and bottom. Once he’d satisfied me by proving he could follow direction, I sat in a chair, and made him sit back on his haunches as I crossed my legs and ran my hands over my silky hose. I flashed him a discreet peek of my satin and lace black boy cut underwear and told him he was allowed to crawl over and to sit, like the good dog he is.

I told the little bitch to carefully pour me a glass of my favorite champagne, iced cold in the bucket next to me, and sat back to sip and enjoy as he was then allowed to remove my heels. “Carry those over to the other side of the room, using only your mouth, bitch.” I ordered. He did so with care, using only his lips, no teeth allowed. I had him curl up on the floor like  a protective momma cat around her kittens, and told him to carefully sniff and inhale the scent of my feet from the inside of my shoes. “Place the shoe over your mouth and nose, slutbag, and breathe in deep. Inhale that Goddess perfume and tell me how good it smells, fuckwad.”

He did, and at my command was allowed to speak and tell me how much he enjoyed the salty, sweet smell of my feet. I could see the little fucker was getting nice and turned on, wearing my shoe like a mask over his face. “Put those down neatly and come here, dog!” He crawled on hands and knees towards me, stopping and putting his head to the ground when told. I unsnapped the garters from my hose and rolled the tops down to my knees…

 

 

 

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Silence of The Dommes

So, roleplay is one of our favorite things in session, especially in doubles. One time in one of our many visits to Boston, we had a fun time with a regular who enjoys a tickle fetish. He wanted Domina Lexx to play his sister, and me his meek, over-burdened nurse. He was a paraplegic multimillionaire, who had lost use of his legs in a car accident and bitterly treated his poor nurse as nothing better then a servant and object for his much unwanted sexual advances. We began with me giving him his daily therapy of a massage and stretching exercises to keep his useless legs toned and strong.

God knows what the fuck for.

I was dressed in a short, tight white nurses uniform with my favorite garter and hose; Domina wore a short leather miniskirt and leather corset and bra, as the pig was into incest fantasy too. Domina was supposed to sit and beg him for his sperm to create a baby with and carry on the family blood line, while he enjoyed me straddling his back and massaging him.

Finally when we had enough of this braggart, we gassed him with a chloroform rag and tied him down to the bed on his back. We then spent the next half hour tickling him and punishing his boorish ways by revealing that in fact he was a fool and was being duped my Domina and I- we actually had been lovers for years and all the times he thought he was being a stud and hitting on me, really he was being cuckolded by his own sweet sister… Lesbian talk really gives me a giggle, and he was so turned on by all the pussy licking talk that when we finally allowed him use of his hand, he took one little caress and it was all over…….To this day we still get emails about when we’ll be back… I think next time I might have to tell him try a different book to play off of.  Ha!  🙂

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Introducing Philadelphia’s Newest Dominatrix

Lady M!  Okay, okay, okay….this is somewhat sort of  old news.

We’ve all been so busy between our “nilla careers, family, travel, life (and of course violating you little bitches) that announcements have slipped our minds for a bit.

So, yes, Lady M has been on her own for several months now and is loving “The Domme Life”. After eight months of intensive training under the hands and guidance of Mistress Reese and Domina Lexx, she is conducting scenes on her own. As well as doubles and triples. Contact her directly if you are interested in serving this beautiful and talented Mistress!

http://www.GoddessLadyM.com

Oh and in case you haven’t heard, we have a new playspace.Soon to be two lovely rooms in a convenient and safe part of Philadelphia.

 

 

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Wankers Beware….

So something I feel should be addressed (but never see blogged about) is The Black List.

The Black List is real- it is a comprehensive list of aliases, real names, email address, IP addresses, phone numbers and so-called preferences of gentlemen who seem to either not realize they are time wasters, or get off on wasting a Domme’s time and appointments. It’s shared by not only our select group but  a wide range of Dommes across the country, mostly by traveling or local Dommes in a particular city’s scene. We DO talk, and we DO keep track of clients who no call/no show, cancel last minute or send long winded, frantic emails designed to solicit a response for a free “get-off.” Also listed are clients who started out as normal subs but get overly attached, go beyond bounds or become dangerous in their obsessions with their Mistresses.

The BDSM community on the whole looks out for each other, but especially our very own Philly Sister Dommes. Be forewarned that if you contact a Domme and claim to have seen us, we will have a record of it and will be able to verify. Likewise if we are seeing someone new, a reference and a deposit may be demanded to make sure that you are sincere. If you provide a false reference you will be ignored outright. There are those out there that are too cheap to put out for a real session, and therefore try to get their rocks off by pretending to be sincere, or are just too stupid to realize that a session is blocked off for you and you alone, and if you don’t call to confirm it’s not considered booked, or if you cancel last minute, that you are now on the shit list of that Domina.

Most of us have a good bullshit meter and also are willing to allow for the real situations that come up- hey, we all know that work and emergencies do happen- but we each have a limit. Cross it, and never get a real session in the city of your choice again. If you truly offend you will be posted to the public Black List websites, where your name, phone number, email and any other relevant info will be made public for easy search engine inquiries- which is VERY unfavorable as most of us Google names and phone numbers these days… The internet is a wonderful, terrible thing. Not the sort of website most people would like to find their personal info on and easily found via search engine, no?

Time Wasters also waste money; for a lot of us, this is our career. We are good at it for a reason, and our discretion and ability to fulfill your kink is the reason for the tribute. Perhaps they don’t know that they also are wasting time for a sub who could have served their Mistress and had their needs met until the desire strikes again, as if is often wont to do.

In short- make sure you use some common sense when booking with a Dominatrix. If you don’t know that you can keep your appointment, or if you are easily confused by email, then don’t schedule one. Not only are you being disrespectful to your Mistress, but you are hogging the space of a sub that actually needs the relief a session can bring. Wasting our time is also wasting a fellow slave’s, and being rude gets your nowhere….

Kinky Thoughts,

The Philly Dominas

when Worlds Collide…

So, for the most part, Dommes try to keep their personal and separate lives fairly far apart. Sometimes though, for the lucky slave, a Mistress has need to.. barter…
Even the most self sufficient Domme needs a little gimme sometimes…
Last  night I saw a very fun little bitch. I had need of some good drywalling and plastering in my newest abode, and he had a hankering for some serious bondage and strap on training. Lady M and I set the scene with a dungeon lit by candle light and some low volume Electro pumping in th background.  I wore my new red latex dress, long-sleeved and short skirt. Lady wore a sexy Cenobyte style dress in PVC, laced tight over her gorgeous breasts and hips.
After this whore had done a full day’s work at my abode, we decided payment would be goods in kind. luckily for me, I won out as my per hour diem is substantially higher than this bitch’s is. A regular pain slut, we warmed this bitch up with some serious ass smacking and some lashing to get that flesh red and warm. With each sharp slap, I made sure another gentle caress followed, to heighten and soothe my little bitch. Harder and harder I slapped this whore, until I knew he was ready to receive my lash….  which I of course gave with full attention.
Earlier in the day, I stood at attention over my little bitch, as he measured and tried to tell me what I needed to order in the way of construction supplies to repair a nasty leak in My House. Being nobody’s fool, and taught by my engineer daddy, I knew this sub was trying to rip me off. Daddy didn’t raise no fool. When I suggested barter, the fool of course leapt at the chance. He of course didn’t realize that I am like The Professional… you may think you are in control, but I will come and get you out of The Dark.
After an hour or so of making this asshole understand the true meaning of pain and subjugation under mine and Lady M’s control, full of slapping and kicks and begging for mercy as we violated and welted his buttocks, he finally yielded.. and I got my leaky pipes fixed for, for a steal…
Mistress X

Pride, Prejudice and Pain Sluts

During the course of training our lovely new apprentice, Lady M, it’s been fun to not only show her the how’s and why’s, but also explaining the hidden aspects of our line of work. Last night for example, in getting her website taken care of- the text of a website tells you a lot about the Domme you are interested in. Is her grammar and spelling correct? Is it descriptive without sounding egotistical? Do her interests line up with yours? Are her photos flattering, and does it really portray the person you end up seeing?

Nothing is worse then a site with these errors. Not everyone can breeze through with a 4.0 in their English courses, but spell check or a site designer can easily fix these flaws.

We also got into the whole aspect of telephone sessions, which are not only fun but are a great way to session with clients that can’t afford the tribute of a regular, in the flesh one. I have spent several very memorable evenings enjoying a glass of wine and describing how I’m making my phone whore suck my toes, or ordering him to take a belt and crack his ass with it so I can hear it over the line. Sometimes a descriptive conversation about the slippery feel of my latex catsuit against my flesh, or how I’ll chain him to my wall and pour hot wax all over his balls, can be a great way to encourage a visit for the real deal.

Explaining tribute is also enlightening- while it seems subs are offering a lot for a short period of time, the costs to a Domme behind the scenes does demand it. A hour session should be totally fulfilling for both, but there’s also the demands on your Mistress’s time. You may play from 6-7, but she’s got to travel to the play space, make sure she’s dressed and made up to fulfill the fantasy you are looking for, and let’s be honest- fetish clothing is not cheap. What is only an hour for you, is more like 3 for her… And the rent of play space, photos, and advertising- as well as the aforementioned website? It adds up, my friend.

Propriety and hygiene on a slave’s part is also important. Nothing is worse then a sub with swamp ass. Bitch, I took time to look and smell good, the least you can do is spend 5 minutes with some soap and a wash cloth to freshen up the downtown. Cleaning the mussy is also key. If you get shit on my carpet, I’ll make you clean it with your tongue. Toys, cleaning products, puppy pads, even plastic liners for messy play like GS or sploshing add up. God I love throwing food at a slave… Pudding makes the most hilarious sound as it splats a face.

I once had a noob who had never seen a Domme or had any experience in BDSM. We went over the rules, tried several kinks and when I got out my strap on and started making him suck it, he took that as invitation to try and stick his fingers in my lady bits. I have never had to slap someone so hard without it being agreed on beforehand. He looked extremely surprised and I told him very sternly that we had discussed that I was not a hooker with a whip and what he was and wasn’t allowed before we got started. His response of “But I paid you more then I paid the call girl I saw last night” was laughed at and I informed him if he was looking for that, he’d be better off buying the toys and paying the call girl instead of expecting anything like that from a respectable Domme. What a dumb fuck.

Slaves- be warned. Why I may cuckold you or tease you by waving my pantied, luscious and firm ass in your face, if you EVER think it’s alright to touch my magnificent pussy, you got another thing coming.

With kinky thoughts,

Mistress X