Inside The World Of A Dominatrix
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"Come on, seriously, what's her real name?" I type in confusion during a Facebook Chatconversation with a friend who knew someone who could assist me."I'm serious,her name is Miss Hunter. She doesn't have a first name."Whether or not myfriend is giggling behind her computer as we talk doesn't matter. At that moment, it ismade very clear to me that what I am about to get myself into isn't something to be messedaround with.During my journalistic career I've taken mild risks and partakenin ballsy activities in the hopes of giving chaps a guide on how to be fully gratified intheir own sexual relationships. But thus far I've been playing it safe and just writingabout things I already know I could do. What I am about to do I know nothing of.Though I've always been intrigued by the darker side of sex, it's never really turned meon. I admit to liking a rougher type of romp, with a few hard palms and playful misogynyspurts, but the sight of a whip or chain sends my penis directly into the timed scenarioof a trial from the film series Saw. A gag is not something I have used, and, tobe honest, it's not something I've ever wished I've used.I begin an emailconversation with Miss Hunter, an opera singer from London who also earns a bit of cashslapping about rich blokes. Our conversation begins tentatively, as the dominatrix hasbeen stung before by a journo for one of the big newspapers. The piece in question wasn'tas glowing as she expected.She at first rejects the proposal of a meeting, butI'm able to sneak something she calls a "taster session" from her, which she plans to fitin before a real appointment. I'm not one to play games, so to show my enthusiasm for herprofession, I tell her that I want to experience what she does firsthand, and not justtake her for coffee. I wince slightly when she used terms like "sense restriction" and"torture," but for the cause, I go with it.I agree to meet her at the stationat 4:30 p.m. on a Friday afternoon, which she says will be a good time to spend 30 minutestogether before her first session of the weekend. Is this not a telling thing in itself?I know very little, but I do know that this sort of sexual endeavor isappealing to the powerful and successful. To say that someone is coming at 5 p.m. tells methat this is an addiction. Something you do the first moment you have time to spare, asyou hightail it from the office after a week of telling people what to do and stumble intothe chambers wanting the opposite.I stop myself from guessing any longer andprepare myself for what should be one of the most memorable experiences of my life. I calla highly recommended psychiatrist and book an appointment in advance. Continue Reading
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