As a mistress in the online female domination world, I get to meet many submissives who are particularly obsessed with one slave fantasy or the other. It is not uncommon to find these submissives browsing around femdom sites looking for a dominatrix to completely control and discipline them.
So many of my online sessions have been characterized by instances where a submissive would reveal his fetish for the feeling of being controlled by a dominatrix. The thought of having to give up their freedom, to them, is the best break from the reality and the normal boredom and certainty of everyday life. Sometimes, I find that when they don’t know what is going to happen next, they’re the most excited they’ve been that whole week. When they lose control of what they are allowed to do. When you normally are in control 100% of the time, you love losing !% of that control in a femdom chat.
I’ve dominated with all kinds of submissives who have kinky femdom and BDSM fantasies for months and some even years. They love engaging in various kinds of BDSM activities such as rope bondage, cbt, chastity, edge play, and all kinds of role plays. Some prefer dominance and submission, while some even having their computer controlled. They feel they lose all freedom over their lives that are controlled this way by me.
Unfortunately, not many submissives find the dominatrix or mistress they’re into – one who can truly understand their deepest fetish desires and fulfill their femdom fetishes. They browse web pages upon web pages of BDSM and female domination sites hoping to find the perfect dominatrix for their femdom fantasy.
I didn’t know what to name this post, but here are some things about me I wouldn’t normally talk about. So here it goes:
why I do this
Is a question I hear pretty often and here is a chance to write about it so I don’t have to write the answers as often as it would normally be necessary. I chose to do this (webcam thing) because it gives me independence, I can control my life, my schedule, not have a boss or anyone telling me what to do. Financial independence would be something else, but that I would have had by doing anything I would have set up my mind to do. But the freedom it gives me is important to me so I can travel and do all the things that are called superficial.
I love feeling and looking pretty, being dressed up and wearing nice shoes, I also love nice conversations and open minded people so all of these things are checked when doing this.
It has been some time, since I decided and swore to myself, that I will never ever again visit Miss Anna’s website. I simply realized, that she is too powerful for me, and I have no other choice to resist the power she has over me, but to quit all communication with her at one moment, once and for all.
For almost a year I didn’t click on her site, didn’t use nor even visit my twitter account, and finally, sweet oblivion came: There were certain days I didn’t even realize, that Miss Anna exists at all.
One such day, I was searching something in my e-mail box, and I noticed there is a long list of notifications from twitter in the unwanted messages folder. And, just from curiosity, I click on one of these notifications. I didn’t expect anything wrong to happen – I was deeply convinced that Miss Anna is past for me, she no longer possesses any power over me, and I am free to live my life on.
This conviction was terminated by one single look at Miss Anna’s latest post. On the photo attached to it, she looked so elegant, so intelligent, so seductive and mesmerizing – as always, as in the dark dream which haunted me for months and which I foolishly supposed to be finally over.
For many slaves, getting the much desired maximum satisfaction from their online dominatrix is something I’ve come to realize is very relative, as this depends on every submissive. Just like every dominant has their ways they run their sessions, just like that the submissive is turned on by different things. When a submissive feels that his fantasies are not being adequately fulfilled, he is certain to find satisfaction at the feet of another dominatrix who can properly dominate him.
Recently, I came across a very interesting and passionate submissive who is quite obsessed with bondage and discipline. He is into bdsm, he is turned on by the fantasy of being handcuffed, gagged, and whipped by a strict and cruel dominatrix.
After posting my slave’s testimonial on his findom addiction I received a gazillion of messages, people asking me about this slave t, even a submissive’s gf asked me advice about how she can make her sub spoil her more. I haven’t even replied to her because I was puzzled by the question but I thought I should write about this here so that I avoid further questions and bring my some clarifications about my side of this findom story.
The findom cliche
First of all I think “findom” has become some kind of a cliche and in spite of that I must admit I still use this hashtag often on twitter and on my profiles, just because of lack of inspiration, I don’t know what other word to use to reveal my greedy nature, and that is: my love for pretty little things that bring me so much joy, just like shoes, jewellery, nice leather outfits and other sexy luxurious things. I do love to shop, travel and enjoy my life to the fullest so I think the word pretty much describes what I like and the way I am like a person…Some might call this kind of person a “bitch” but I wouldn’t go that far, I think when it comes to me, I can be called an independent and at the same time a spoiled woman.
Some of my best experiences as a mistress are usually when I get spoiled by my submissive. Many times I’ve had them buy me nice gifts, tributing and contributing financially to my luxurious lifestyle. They enjoy the feeling of being my financial slaves and they always want to please me with what they can, that is…their wallet.
To begin this testimonial essay, I’d like to start with a brief introduction and past experiences of being one of many of Miss Anna’s privileged chastity slaves. My journey as Miss Anna’s slave/servant initiated when I met her via online in 2009, from there on out, I have been mostly kept secured in permanent male chastity. Today, I still feel grateful to have the opportunity to still have a place at her feet in servitude and submission.
As you can see I started posting more here, since I realized I should do it more often. You have been asking me about this, if I read your mail and if it’s good to be posted here, so here I am doing it. I received this from a chastity slave, one of a few of my slaves that are in chastity. He decided he could share a bit of his moments “in prison” just like he always describes it when he desperately tries to convince me to unlock him. But no, I am never convinced, he will stay chastised. I don’t know for how long. Maybe forever?
I am writing this post not only for my sissies but for all potential sissies and submissives that are considering taking this path but are undecided about it, or unsure or confused about what it involves.
First I have to say I am overwhelmed by the number of messages I’ve got in my inbox from my submissives who wanted to be featured here with their fantasies and posts they wrote for me. I’ve been meaning to post them but I thought it wouldn’t be fair to do that without me writing something first …since it’s my blog after all.
So here are some things that happened since the last time I wrote here: a trip to Lisbon, followed by an award for my site DominantMiss, and then a lot of new shoes happened too. The thing is I’ve been so busy online that I didn’t have time to write on here, but I did make time to post on twitter almost every day. If you want to check whether I am online or not, the best way is to check my twitter, I always make sure to let you know about important things and updates.
So you’re probably wondering now why I chose this title…It all has to do with my trip to Lisbon and being invited to the Live Cam Awards as one of the co-hosts there.
That involved giving awards to other hosts who were voted as the best cam models in 2018. The action took place in Portugal, close to Lisbon, in Casino Estoril, in a beautiful location that made you feel like a star, all the lights were shining so bright, and the atmosphere there was surreal!