(Picture: ) Where does the law stand re domme work? Life is all about experiences – why leave this world knowing you have missed out on some that were within your grasp?’ Again I actually enjoy watching the mistress enjoying herself (I knew it was something she was looking forward to!). ‘I have taken part in cuckold sessions where the mistress has sex with another man while I am ‘forced’ to watch, then to have to clean up the mess. Probably I have a need to be liked and accepted by a woman, but what heterosexual man doesn’t? In my work life I’m generally the one in charge, on call 24hrs a day. ‘I don’t think have a psychological trigger. ‘The mistresses I see (and their partners) are all regularly tested for STI’s so I feel that I’m not really putting myself at that much of a risk – and I get tested regularly too. I would say I enjoy sensual domination and wouldn’t visit a domme who I thought didn’t care for me.
‘I feel honoured – I’m getting exactly what I asked for. ‘Strangely I don’t see being pissed on or spat on as being humiliated, I find it incredibly personal and intimate. They all seem to genuinely enjoy what they do and ensure I get the experience I desire. ‘The dommes I visit are all incredibly attractive and I have the need to please them. ‘It’s the floaty subspace that pain can take you to, it’s the sense of having been challenged and survived.
‘It’s the intimate interaction with the Domme, the sense of giving up all control to her, it’s the extreme sensations she causes and the beautiful clarity of focus that comes from the need to master them. ‘I’m more masochistic than submissive, so it’s about pain more than humiliation. At first I was too shocked and horrified to enjoy it but by the end I was surfing a huge wave of pain and endorphins and I floated out of her apartment. ‘She tied me to a chair and beat me so hard the bruises lasted a fortnight. When we separated I finally went to see a Domme I found in the back pages of a London newspaper. ‘My first marriage was completely vanilla. Ours, by the way, was a loving, completely abuse-free family with almost no corporal punishment. ‘In my teens I bought a riding crop and had to create a complex lie to explain its presence in the house when it was found.
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