ON BEING DOMINIQUE

“My body is a temple where men get on their knees and beg to be forgiven”

My work as a dominatrix has brought me to sordid new places that I never imagined and blissful new heights that I never considered as a possibility. I’ve discovered secret sex dungeons hiding above a bagel shop on Sunset Blvd, and I’ve uncovered the secrets of a man’s true desires. Through my psychosexual domination of men, I’ve come to understand gender roles and dynamics in ways I never could through my personal or romantic relationships with them. My automatic place above them, my intrinsic superiority to them as their Domme, these were welcome refreshes from the lowly places from which I’ve dated.

I’ve learned that the dominant position is the one where I am most comfortable; it’s where I belong. After years, decades even, of lying on my back and taking it, I grew resentful, I resisted, and I rose up in the ranks. I’m a skilled, sensual, caring but stern and all the while sexy Domme; so why am I struggling to find men to submit to me?

In this world where sex is available at any hour, where every freakish fetish has its place and its parties, why is female domination still so controversial? Why are women still so resistant to experimenting with this role reversal, and men even more so?

I’ll explore these questions and share my sinful stories in this new series titled, On Being Dominique. My aim is to open your eyes to the possibility of a different reality - one in which the Dom/sub dynamic is not misused by men as a means to perpetuate their deep seated misogyny, but instead it is a practice with which consenting adults can process their experiences, their trauma, explore their desires, and enjoy one another beyond our typical societal positions. I hope you’ll join me.

xXx Dom