No harm no foul

“Hunting” season is officially over. I wish I could say I was sad to see it go but I am exhausted from my interview-esque dating schedule. I’m happy to be able to relax and focus on myself for a bit and with the holiday months just around the corner it all works out in my favor.   It wasn’t all bad, I got to meet lots of subs and weeded out the bullshitters. There are a few subs I’m still chatting with but haven’t met who hopefully I’ll get to meet in person soon…I’m just not meeting any new subs. I’ll spend this off-time making some new friends, further fine-tuning my skills, and as always continuing my research on the community.  

I was looking over an older entry at the fetishes I wanted to try and it’s interesting to see what I’ve experienced in just a year.  

Objectification

The sweet youngling (newly 19) who begged for me to just use him as I saw fit for the day. To not treat him as a person, to objectify him. Giving into something I’ve been dying to try was easy. As soon as I arrived at his house I made him carry my shoes in his mouth and proceeded to use him as a table for my laptop (with him laying across my lap), a footstool that I tapped to the music playing on my iPod, and a table where I sat a glass of wine and a bowl of soup and ate while I watched a movie. He was splendid and didn’t spill a drop. Afterward he said he really felt like he was an object as I had little to no regard for any spills, hot items, or uncomfortableness that I imposed on him.  

Mummification

An older recently divorced male approached me in the area. We talked over dinner and he confessed the reason he had so eagerly sought to meet with me was because not only had his marriage fallen apart due to his and his wife’s view on sexuality but it was also because of his desires which included being mummified for a full day. His dream was to practice a wife led marriage (which she wouldn’t agree to). It would mean all the more if it were to entail someone exactly opposite of his wife who was a meek, pale, boyishly shaped housewife. “I wanted someone who could eat my wife for breakfast”, he said blushing.

As for me I happen to be beautifully brown, wide hips, full breasted, completely dominant and had no problem with wrapping him up in industrial size saran wrap and leaving him under the glass table as I sat in his living room reading a book. Occasionally I’d press on his balls with my newly purchased boots just to hear him moan, sit on his snugly wrapped face, covering his only source of breathing, or all together ignore his pleas to be released (which was something we discussed beforehand). It was quite an experience and I’m assuming by his constant plastic wrapped erection throughout the ordeal he thought so as well.

Panty Sniffing

Usually I’m pretty protective of my undergarments. Even for submissives, I don’t trust them to take care of them or not to do “dirty” things to them as I have often caught a few engaging in such behavior. But I started thinking of it not so much as something I need to be protective of but just another extension of my womanly power over men. Being a person who is highly turned on by certain smells I thought I’d give this a try. I went to the gym and did my daily routine before meeting a sub from Craigslist for drinks.

He said he wanted to pay for my panties (I declined) but he was a handsome, unsuspecting chap who was wonderful to chat with. He nearly got on his knees at the bar we were at when I said I wouldn’t give him my undies. I toyed with him telling him that perhaps the next time we met I would. Little did he know I had all intentions of giving him my slightly sweaty panties. When he went up to go to the bathroom, I slipped them off under the table (un-noticed I hope!) and stuffed them into his jacket pocket.

Shortly after I stated I had to run but I wanted him to get on webcam chat with me in about 2 hours, to which he happily agreed, especially if it meant he could prove himself to me for my underwear next visit. Once we got on chat, I gave him a few commands (seeing a man on his knees never gets old!) and then I instructed him to go retrieve the jacket he’d worn to drinks. He was pretty perplexed but did as he was told.

When I revealed my surprise to him, he started to pre-cum instantly!

Honestly, there’s nothing like seeing a man’s dick drool for you. Upon sniffing my panties he begged to masturbate for me. I allowed him to do so as long as he came on my underwear and licked up his come. He did so without argument. I was definitely surprised by his intense response to my panties and even more surprised when he complimented my womanly smell as “earthy and fresh“. Apparently that’s a good thing, who knew!

This all makes me want to try even more things I’m curious about as so far all of my trials have been very insightful and highly erotic. Once hunting season is back on the fresh meat better watch out!   Things I am interested in have generally stayed the same but here’s my updated version of fetishes:      

Fetishes I am curious about and/or want to try. Crossed out means I’ve tried it now.

• Body painting
• Branding
• Business suits
• Latex
• Pet play
• Chains
• Feet on face
• Fisting
• Hypnosis
• Human dolls
• Kidnapping
• Impact play
• Mummification
• Objectification
• Panty sniffing
• Pegging/Strap-Ons
• Caging/Confinment
• Prostate massage
• Queening
• Rimming
• Gang bangs
• Spreader bars
• Spitting
• Water bondage

So many wonderful things to try…where shall a Mistress start?