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Hello lovelies. When I am out and about and people ask me what I do for a living, and I tell them I’m a dominatrix, almost every one of them is fascinated. They ask how long I’ve been doing it, how I got into it, is it safe, etc… But the one question that intrigued me enough to write about it on my blog is: Where do you get your clients from? More relevant to all of you – where and how do YOU find a dominatrix, and how do you ensure she’s the right domme for you? As great as it would be to say it’s a brick and mortar solution like Walmart, where you can go out, browse shelves and head to checkout – sadly it’s not that easy. Granted, you can look into the kink community and head for fet events and possibly meet a Dominatrix there, but it’s a bit of a crapshoot. For most of my clients and many out there, finding the right Domme follows today’s trend of instant gratification and online shopping. In order to preserve privacy and feel safe, most clients search from their phones, tablets and notebook/desktop computers. Assuming that the […]
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Posted by: Mistress Mindy (featuring ‘D’) This weekend I wanted to let one of my favourite new clients take the wheel and share an email about his experience with me. Perhaps someday you could be writing me a similar note! “You asked me to contact you today to share my thoughts about our wonderful session last night. ‎After being with many hundreds of clients over the years, I think you know something profound and transformative happened to me last night. I am personally in shock over how transcendent some of those moments with you felt to me, and I am trying to analyze why. ‎Sure, I had always wondered about having a gorgeous woman doing me with a strap-on and drinking watered down nectar, but this went way beyond ticking off those acts off my checklist. I think it had everything to do with you.‎ Let me explain, if I can, why I am thinking this way. When I got home, I ate a late dinner, and went to bed and undressed. I was still wearing the red nylon g-string. I remembered that I had poured a few drops of that‎ dark amber liquid onto the material, so of course I […]
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