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Testimonial: a suspension shibari & hogtie session

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A shibari rope suspension, hogtie and genital rope torture session in Mistress Tytania’s East London Studio. This repeat offender and overseas visitor, requesting a second session with me. His love of genital rope torture was a lovely addition – never shy to bruise a man’s most precious jewels! Certainly to his liking too, look at that dripping wet cock in tight rope around his balls! 
He just emailed me back, not even 24 hours after our rendezvous, with this glowing testimonial:
“For those of you who are contemplating a rope suspension or shibari session with Ms Tytania do not hesitate.  Contact her now!
I have just had a 3 hour bondage session with her – my second foray – and I am still buzzing.
Ms Tytania skills with shibari are simply the best.  I spent a full hour in suspension with 2 intricate ties then was abandoned in hogtie positions to consider my fate.  Finally, a more gentle hands-on position at the end.
Was I comfortable?  Definitely not.  Could I do anything about it?  No.  Ms Tytania had taken complete control and I couldn’t complain because the gag was too tight and large.  But was I happy? Hell yes. My mind alternated between concentrating on my predicament and floating away. The bondage was superb and Ms Tytania is able to find just the right mix of sternness and kindness.  Any session you have with her will be truly memorable.
Signed – Rope specimen A.”
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Jealous? You should be! You can book a session too. Other types of rope bondage and shibari sessions available too:


Club Pedestal Slave Training

So it’s back next wednesday, Sept 15th, at the Colosseum.

I met Ms Slide and her friend, the exotic Maitresse Elira last night, where we discussed (wo)manning the next Slave Training Evening. Given that the quality of the specimens on offer varied wildly and unexpectedly from month to month, we will have to ensure a quality new batch of specimens for Club Pedestal on the 24th.
But before that, Ms Slide & myself will be rehearsing our new performance, as part of the evening’s shows, where men will be duly humiliated and terrorised in the name of art. Green custard, cable ties, guns and hot-pants have been mentioned so far as possible props for the show. I’ll keep all hopefuls updated.

Sorry, no revolving doors Chez Tytania

Revolving-doors vs, bespoke sessions.

I had a good chat with two fellow colleagues and friends today. I told them about my latest disappointment in session, which made me shout: “I don’t do revolving doors!” on Twitter.

Yesterday’s new client expected me to drag him in, “do my Dommy thang” and put him on the door the minute his time was up, if no earlier. In all fairness, he only expected this because that’s what he’s got in the past. He arrived 10 minutes late and five minutes into our chat to get to know each other, he announced that he had to leave early because to go back to work.
I replied that he had booked the minimum I offer, one hour, so that hardly left 30 minutes for a session. And we hadn’t started yet. I explained that I don’t jump into Uber-Bitch mode like that, that I need a build up, specially with new clients, and a wind down afterwards. I have to establish a mental connection to make the session happen and that’s something you can’t switch on and of at will. BDSM is not a series of disconnected activities and services for me. It’s something that begins and ends in the head. The rest are mere accessories.
In the end, and to cut a long story short, we had to cancel, so he traveled all the way from King’s Cross to my studio in E14, for nothing.
Here are some comments by my friends Lady Anna of Bradford and Ms Hourglass, who elaborate on the idea of the “bespoke session” and share their own experiences:
Lady Anna: I’ve come to the conclusion that there are PDs who offer a bespoke* service, and as such can only do 1 or maybe 2 sessions a day, and then there are those PDs who offer the same service, regardless, and because they are on autopilot can do several sessions a day at the drop of a hat. Most PDs will be somewhere in between.
Perhaps the ability to slip into role, and rubber, at such short notice and at no emotional or psychological cost is the body’s way to find the best way to do the task using the least amount of energy? The more clients you see the more you have to step back, (you’d have to or go mad surely?) thus the more you see and learn the minimum amount of effort to do the job, the more energy you have to get through the day. The more energy you conserve the more you can see. And so on.
I don’t believe for a minute that someone who sees 5 or 6 a day puts in as much effort and care as someone who can only see 1 or 2 a day. It’s impossible. (…)
I’m not saying one way is better than the other, as whichever way it is it suits the Mistress and her type of client, but yes, for someone who really gets to know the client and how they tick, not just what they like, and really puts herself into the session, the thought of several clients a day is enough to completely exhaust them.
… and Ms Hourglass’ input:
Ms Hourglass: I feel so much better reading what you both have said. I can’t handle more than 2 a day comfortably. And even then, if it was 2 a day, day in day out…… I start to feel stressed. Very, very occasionally, I have seen 3, but then it’s been like a very quite week and all of a sudden they come along together, like London buses. And after that 3 in one day, I need a l-o-n-g rest for a day or two. (…)
Yes, so exhausting….. and stressful. And is it worth the pressure…. (…) When would we have time a brew a cup of coffee, smell the roses, read a magazine. I suppose if there was a really big, BIG incentive it could be managed (for a short period of time), but it would have to be something that it was worth giving up our precious lives for.
Susan Winemaker in her book “Concertina – The life and Loves of a Dominatrix” speaks of seeing loads of clients, day in day out. When I read it I was not pro-domming at the time, so did not ‘get it’. But now that I am, all I can say is…… good luck to her! I know my limitations and don’t want to end up in a psychiatric ward.
And I suspect, with all those clients it would be easy to start hating them after a while. Not that they deserve to be hated…… but having these men in your space, and not having space (time) set aside for yourself, my idea of hell.
*Thanks to Lady Anna for coining the term “bespoke sessions”.

Dungeons and duh!

I received a phone call yesterday from someone who asked: “Yes, but do you have a dungeon, Mistress? Do you have chains, racks, suspension, laughing skulls, damp walls oozing with fungi in your East London Mistress retreat?”

The short answer is no.

I don’t like dungeons. I don’t know how the convention originated, but let me assure you, it doesn’t turn me on one bit. I have a “fantasy domestic” studio where I can tie, bond, stretch, bend, clamp, whip, interrogate, humiliate and expect to crawl, the most demanding visitor. Unless of course, you expect Skeletor’s Castle. As a modern Mistress, I have furniture to bend bums to, and my Le Corbusier chaise long is the best bondage rack I’ve ever had. Comfy too, it lures submissive men, rope fiends and masochists into a sense of false security in my East London lair.
So today, I’ll be taking pictures of my East London studio and uploading them on my website later, in case anyone is in any doubt that you MUST session in an ugly dungeon with deep red or shiny purple walls, with whips hanging from every nail on the wall, fearful that I may not be considered a True Mistress and Superior Domme. You can enjoy a strapon and pegging session in it; lose yourself in her miles of rope and unique ceiling Japanese rope bondage and suspension rigging; or serve her in her TV sissy boudoir.
A True Domme? A real dungeon? Oh please, I’m a lifestyle Mistress, not an actress. I live in the XXIst Century and I like sleek chrome and leather, polished surfaces and cold, cold right angles. And no clutter where fungi breed in my East London studio. So much easier to wipe those pesky bodily fluids clean.

You can enquiry about her sessions in East London sending her a polite email: contact Mistress Tytania.


Met "names and shames" sex workers in East London

Found in today’s Gruniad

As somebody who works in East London, I am concerned. According to the article, the Met are ‘cleaning up’ the area in preparation for the Olympics and have been arresting, and then publishing name and pictures on their websites, of women who engage in sex work. All these women pay tax and work independently.

What struck me the most is the last paragraphs: these women have been given ASBOS for being “persistent offenders”, yet what the offense is not mentioned. They work by themselves, they aren’t trafficked nor have been arrested while soliciting… all they do is engage in prostitution part time, voluntarily and discreetly, which in itself isn’t a crime.

I’m quite shocked and angry.

What I find the most shocking is that by the sound of it, these woe=men have been arrested, charged, given an ASBO, named and shamed, for committing no crime. The fact that the police where so persistent on asking them whether they’d been trafficked, only to find that these women have chosen to engage in sex work on a part time basis. And they pay tax. Their only crime is to have chosen a job that in this day and age, is still perceived as sleazy, morally reprehensible and disgusting. But prostitution in itself is not illegal in UK. So why did these women were tarred and feathered and put on the stocks? For being fallen women, of course, and to teach them, and others, a lesson.


Cleaning for kicks

So at Club Luxe last sunday, the slave who elicited the fiercest bidding at the slave auction was this poor innocent offering “a full day house spring clean.” My, the ladies were bidding like maniacs, and if he had been willing to travel to London -he offered his services anywhere within an hour driving from Manchester-, I’d have been there, bidding like a demon.

Domestic cleaning. A popular bait used by some so called subs to attract a lady’s attention, but so few are really into proper service oriented. I stopped looking for a domestic years ago, and then and if by magic… as soon as I stopped, one landed on my lap unrequested.

Granted, Tommy’s skills are often lacking and needs a push: no nipple clamp tweaking will help him remember that the U bend is also pat of the bathroom; and no amount of ball kicking will persuade him that the window ledges don’t dust themselves. Still, with a little help from my arsenal of tricks and a dab of PMT, the studio is usually much tidier than when he leaves than on his arrival. And he always has the nice detail of wearing different frilly g-strings for my amusement. Plus he yelps and moans in dead tongues! – hence his nickname “Gibberish Tommy. ” And Gibberish, he does master.

He’ll be here at 5pm today. I can see the summer cobwebs on the ceiling and footprints on the wooden floor. Time to soak my canes and polish my ball kicking boots.


CLUB LUXE this weekend

SO looking forward to beign Hosue Domme at Club Luxe in Leicester again! The best Femdom eent, along with Pedestal, but without the crowds.

And speaking of Pedestal: I can’t decide what to wear tonight. Rubber? In this weather? Maybe just a skimpy bikini? It will probably be a last time sartorial decision, as usual…


The Future is in Rubber and Chrome

Here is a preview of my latest photo shoot, shot at my Docklands Studio. Some of my favourite things: a future dystopia ruled by women cold as chrome, luxuriating in classic design. Lecorbusier + rubber + D/s… a match made in Heaven!

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Rope demo next sunday

Very, very excited abut my rope demo for busy and impatient ladies at Luxe in Leicester this sunday, April 11th.  Club Luxe, a Femdom event by invitation only.


More April Subversion Pictures…

More glamourous shots taken by Brian Southam at last saturday’s Club Subversion:


The Dangerous Cartoons Act and Backlash

Those with an interest in BDSM should be aware that today, April 6th 2010, some forms of cartoons are going to become illegal, specially Japanese style anime, where the characters depicted often resemble children or very young people: The Dangerous Cartoons Bill.

Please check the Backlash website and bookmark it. From their website: “Backlash is an umbrella organisation providing academic, legal and campaigning resources defending freedom of sexual expression. We support the rights of adults to participate in all consensual sexual activities and to watch, read and create any fictional interpretation of such in any media.”


it will be Leicester next weekend…

… for the very civilized, yet decadent, Club Luxe, which is a private Femdom party by invitation only, than a more conventional club.


Subversion tonight

All ready for the fabulous, highly recommneded Club Subversion tonight! Bring on the rope, I’ll be happily tying rope bunnies up since it’s the Japanese Rope Bondage Weekend.

Also, a pic from last week’s Pedestal:


Club Pedestal, House Mistress and other events

House Mistress at Club Pedestal, you say? Hell, yeah! I’m going to be very busy till mid April, all those incredible kinky party to attend. From the traditional Femdom, to the more obscure and rare alternatives in the North of England
I’ll be House Mistress at Pedestal on March 25th.
Attending Dystopia for a bit of the old Ultraviolence and a lot of gory glamour.
I will also be House Mistress at Luxe, Leicester’s Femdom party, along with such wonderful Mistresses as: Mistress Susannah, Domina Liza and Ms Theda Vamp.
And a full stables of minions and slaves at our beck and call, how else? All Femdom fetish parties are the natural habitat of this London Dominatrix and lifestyle Mistress supreme.

New rubber catsuit

Getting ready, as we speak, to collect my new House of Harlot rubber catsuit, in pewter silver: Minca Catsuit, size small.

I will be wearing this new outfit at Pedestal on thursday, March 25th. Sincere appreciation won’t go unnoticed, but idle grovellers, beware of My wrath.