a day-in-the-life of a Domme in a session…interesting account
There was that one time I agreed to a client’s request to be topless in our scene. He was a self-described breast man, and he felt this would add some extra excitement to the tease/denial (also called T&D) elements that he found exciting. I agreed to be topless for our scene. I told him the ground rules: there would be no touching, and he would pay an additional $100.00 tribute for the privilege. I felt this was only fair. I paid for them; he could pay too.
We’ll call this gentleman *Fonzie, because he seemed to really think he was cool. He wore the Cool Guy Costume: boots, jeans, t-shirt, leather jacket. Copious amounts of Old Spice. Greasy kid stuff in the slicked-back blond pompadour. He looked like an extra in a Quentin Tarantino film. I thought he might be fun. We’d see how cool he was once I had…
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