an account of DomConLA from Mistress Tissa
DomCon was great. Got to Los Angeles on Tuesday evening, picked up a car, and stopped to get some groceries before checking into the hotel.
The next morning, headed to the registration desk, checked in, and got My badge.
Went to the industry-only classes on Wednesday and Thursday, which were all terrific.
Thursday was the opening ceremonies and first play party.
While I was sitting and enjoying a drink, I was approached by a guy wearing a gold lamé jacket. He told Me he was a slave. I asked him to clarify, since many people who think they’re a slave aren’t actually one at all. His answer didn’t fully satisfy Me, and during the course of My explanation as to what slavery is, or more broadly power exchange, our conversation moved to what it means to be a professional Dominant. He essentially insisted We’re all service tops. Not too…
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