Category: Interests


Most of my clients don't tell their partners about their experiences with me. One of my clients told me about his partner, that she is so open to all kinds of fun and games. Just, that he doesn't dare, to tell her, that he would like to be dominated by her. So I suggested to him, to be open to his girlfriend and I like to show her, how to dominate. A few months later I got an email. The flea, that I had put in his ear months in advance, should become a reality. As a newlywed couple, they both dared to meet me.

The three of us all liked each other straight away and after a brief meeting, the newly wed husband took on the role of slave. At first a little embarrassed, he tried to avoid eye contact with his wife.

The wife turned out to be an absolute natural talent. While her husband knelt naked in front of us and I sat next to her on the couch, we teaed it with our legs and feet. She kept him on a leash. We women were in a really good mood and I asked the wife, how the wedding cake was. she answered, that there was no wedding cake.

“What is a wedding without a wedding cake!?”, I exclaimed, stunned. “We have to make up for that immediately!” I took a plate, prepared chocolate kisses with berries and handed them over “wedding cake” the wife. We laughed. Without consulting us, we dipped our toes in the sugar and rubbed our feet together. The husband became hotter and hotter and his wife enjoyed the sight of her submissive husband very much. I said to the husband, that he should now finally dare, to look his wife in the eye. Then when he looked into her sparkling eyes, he wanted to kiss her on the mouth, but the wife would not allow it. She pulled him down on a leash to our feet and forced him to lick our feet clean.

It was so hot!!!


I always wanted to know, how it is, getting a blow job on the highway as a guy.

Now I can confirm, that it is a very horny feeling!



It has always been a great pleasure for me, to sniff secretly on worn panties or thongs by strange women. A passion, of which I also told Lady Jane a long time ago. Last week I was supposed to accompany Lady Jane for shopping in Munich.

My anticipation was great, but when I discovered Lady Jane’s short video on Twitter the night before our meeting, I could hardly believe, what awaits me.

Lady Jane prepared a horny scent orgy! She wore the face mask like a thong, which absorbed her divine body fragrance. Because of excitement I could hardly sleep at night and was thrilled, what I would expect when shopping.

I waited impatiently at the agreed meeting point in front of the shop in Munich, when Lady Jane came to me with a face mask. Her eyes literally laughed. She reached into her sweatpants and opened the face mask on the left and right with the words "I was still jogging with it earlier", and pulled the face mask out of her pants. She held it out to me.

The signs of wear were clearly visible and the horny scent already clouded my senses when I put on the mask.

Pretty horny I accompanied my mistress as I inhaled the sensual feminine scent of her most intimate parts of the body. What a great scent experience! This is how wearing a face mask is fun!


Wild head cinema

After a year of acclimaization with a standard chastity cage, I took it off in the presence of Lady Jane and slipped on the custom-made cage, like a condom, stainless steel only. Lady Jane took the two supplied keys and since then I have not seen the keys.

Which is also not necessary, because the times when I was open for orgasms, they are finally over, emphasizes Lady Jane. I should also be able to by now, to get through an entire year without orgasm.

That sounded like head cinema, after pretty wild head cinema.

Many years, long before I met Lady Jane, I imagined myself very often, how awesome it would be, when a dominant woman takes absolute control of my sexual activities. It is primarily about the feeling of being at someone's else mercy and of deep dedication, that intoxicates me.

I am only beginning to understand, that Lady Jane intends to do just that, namely to put my crazy imagination into practice. Lady Jane has been choosing my sex partners for a long time, but so far this has always been associated with horny cumshot on my part.

The year 2020 will not be remembered just because of Corona, but because the year 2020 has been completely abstinent for me so far. I could jerk off with lust as I write these lines.

My life in chastity started long ago.


I always insist on having my own bed during an escort date. So I can sleep in peace at night. I do not share my bed. Of course I do not mind, if the slave is on the floor, tied to my bed during the night. But he has to be as quiet as a mouse, because I hate nothing more, than when my beauty sleep is disturbed.

I am aware, that it is uncomfortable to sleep on the floor, but I always give my slaves a pillow and a blanket. Thus, sufficient comfort is given.

Every now and then a faux pas happens to me. I'll tell you about that.

One day I had a date with a pee lover.

I had my hotel room right opposite my escort date.

We had a wonderful time together and while having breakfast we decided spontaneously to play one more time in his room. Without further ado, we booked a late check-out and I dressed up in my room. A short latex dress with hot vinyl thigh boots. I put on a bathrobe and peered into the hotel corridor. The coast was clear and so I went armed with a riding crop straight to the opposite hotel room. We had a very wet and wild session. After the session, my slave showered and I wanted to scurry into my room, to do the same. The door closed behind me and I hurried the few steps over, to get into my room.

Again and again I held my room card to the door opener, but the door simply could not be opened. I started, to knock on the door of my slave, but he did not hear me, because he showered.

Then, a cleaning lady came around the corner, staring at me from head to foot. While I explained my plight of the non-functioning room card, her eyes kept wandering from my bathrobe to my vinyl overknees. The riding crop I was hiding behind my back. She replied coolly, that I had to get a new card at the front desk. I asked her again, to open my room door, because in this outfit I could not go to the reception. Thank God had the cleaning lady had mercy with me and finally opened my door to my room.

What have I learned from it? A room card only works until the regular check-out time ;)


Food Crush

I'm sitting adorable in sexy underwear and pumps on the throne, while you're kneeling in front of it and you are waiting, to be able to serve me the piece of cake on your silver platter.

First I like to smell the chocolate cake and lick lasciviously about it, while I look deep into your eyes. Then you have to turn off the cake at my feet and help me out of my pumps. I push you my naked manicured feet in the face. You inhale my sexy scent and you would like to immediately lick my divine feet, but I have other plans for you.

I crush the cake sensual with my foot. The feeling is indescribable. The chocolate swells between my red painted toes. Your lust is written in your face. It smells wonderfully of chocolate and you are only waiting for my command to finally lick my toes. Now the time has come, you have to lick my feet clean! Enjoy your meal! I bet, it's your hottest dessert ever!

I prefer to do food crush with my bare feet. Do you also have a food crush fetish? Most of all I enjoy it, to crush desserts. Of course you can also crush food with sandals, pumps or boots. Let’s crush food!


It's in anticipation for a special evening, when I put on my black, animal-print tights on, late in the afternoon. Then my knee-length black turtleneck dress. This morning I had my fingernails painted red in a nail salon, because I want to be well-groomed and pretty, when I visit later a top restaurant to meet Lady Jane. It's my birthday, so we will celebrate today! I notice a trembling of my hands and I am glad, that I only have to apply my foundation. For years I dreamed of, venturing into the public as a man in women's clothing. My dreams came true with Lady Jane.
She wraps herself in a scarf, I imagine, and I wonder, which of her horny evening dresses she will wear today. My nervousness rises on the way to the meeting point. Pretty as always, Lady Jane is already waiting for me and gives me even a present! She puts make-up around my eyes, paints my lips red and styles my blonde wig. My styling fits now too. A short time later we enter the italian star restaurant and hand over our coats at the cloakroom. Lady Jane looks very elegantly in her white blouse, and black tuxedo. She wears her hair slicked back. I'm not the only one thinking this is a "double" crossdressing. Even the friendly staff have to think for a moment, but the roles are switched for this evening, set by the tuxedo and evening gown. So the waiter serves each course of our menu first to me. The time with Lady Jane flies by, and before I know it the dessert is served. While I rejoice at the sight of my dessert, Lady Jane pulls a small glass bottle of her handbag. Unnoticed by the staff she pours, several times with a pipette a golden yellow liquid over my dessert. The surprise is written in my face and Lady Jane smiles meaningfully at me. I realize, that it is her delicious champagne. I add Lady Jane's essence to the citrus tangerine sorbet and spoon it up to the last drop of my plate. My Mistress is pleased and asks me, how it tastes. "It was excellent, the dessert with a little extra!"As a reward, on the way home I drink the champagne remaining in the glass vial. The best always comes to those who wait!

This birthday will be remembered forever. What a crossdresser dinner!


I'm due to meet with a musician. It should be an unforgettable event for him -

that is his wish. I promised him, that he would never forget this evening.

I await the appointment for what feels like an infinite time. Finally it comes.

I meet with the client in his hotel and we dine together in the restaurant.

My suitcase is brought upstairs to the suite.

After our delicious dinner, (he barely swallowed a bite through nervousness!) we head to the suite together. When he openes the door, I am impressed by the size of the suite. She is gorgeous.

A grand piano stands in the middle of the living room. I feel very good.

The musician says, he has booked the presidential suite for this special event.

I order him, to go on his knees and kiss my feet.

Then he undresses and I tie him naked to a chair.

I leave the suite and return after a few minutes with two hot girlfriends. As the 3 stand in front of him, we ladies cannot help but laugh, because his enthusiasm is so obvious.

We get rid of our clothes and start to make him hotter in his spot.

The champagne flowed in streams. First down our throats and then into his mouth.

Yes, he wanted to enjoy every single drop of our golden champagne! No drop was allowed to be wasted. I thought at first, he can't make it ! But he teaches me a new trick. Blast it!! My extra vial was in danger!

Yes, I challenge him, that he would not be able, to drink all our champagne. I told the girls, to drink more and then I tell him, that we three will drown him. But he could not get enough! I'm puzzled. Now it was time to pull my ace from my sleeve! Playing with me after all is like playing in the casino.

The casino & I … we always win! I have 6 and a half liters bottles of ice tea in my suitcase.

Everyone looks puzzled, only I laugh! There is of course no ice tea in the bottles, but cool pee, I have been collecting over the last few days.

I pull his bachelor helmet on and poured the pee in the tanks, which

are attached left and right to the helmet. Two hoses lead from the containers directly into his mouth.

Now it was time to drink! We girls were firing at him and laughing. He stammered, this is a scam!

But our slave is aroused so much, that we have our fun, and he experiences a huge orgasm. He drinks only one bottle.

The conclusion: I had done it again, albeit with dirty tricks!

After a hot shower, our slave sits down in a bathrobe at the piano and hums us.

Yes, we got our own concert! What an extraordinary experience!




Finally, I again had a date with Lady Jane in Munich. On her arrival she put me to welcome my immediate chastity cage with urethral dilator and left the key in her purse disappear. Our latex escort adventure could begin! Then we went to dinner at a gourmet restaurant, to what she was wearing a breathtaking latex evening gown. She looked so stunning, I could hardly focus me on eating. She was the absolute highlight in the restaurant. Before dessert, she took a small phial “medicine” from her purse and poured the contents into my empty water glass. It was her champagne, I had to drink immediately. This was just a very small taste. After the desserts wanted me to follow her to the bathroom, where she filled me with the entire content of her full bladder and in a two-star restaurant! Jane is really the craziest Lady ever! When we got back to our apartment, we prepared ourselves for a visit to a fetish party.

I got a butt plug and tightened with my new suit without sleeves and with integrated mask and gag , where everything is inflatable. Additionally, a lockable collar and boots. After Lady Jane had inflated everything tight my senses almost disappeared because of that immense lust . The lower rubber layer compressed me all over and through the eyes glasses I could see only blurred. I had my arms crossed over the body and could not move a centimeter. I looked like a Michelin Man. She moved to another latex dress, that looked very cool.

Lady Jane sat me on the passenger seat of my Ferrari and drove us to the fetish party. Her driving style was, as always fast and I was glad, that I already had on my “Airbag” .. Of course, right next to the party location was no parking free, so we had to park far away and then walked through the city to the party. Jane probably parked extra further away , so she could lead me helplessly trapped by the city. I saw only very blurry, but kept hearing people, who spoke to us. When we passed a bus stop, Lady Jane told me to sit down and wait for the bus. This came after a few minutes. First Jane commanded me to enter (the bus driver and passengers stared like mad!), but then went on foot.

Finally arrived at the party, first took me around. Then she ordered me to sit down and blindfolded me, so that I could now see nothing. Then I noticed how my suit and my chastity cage was opened and removed. A slave of Lady Jane touched me in the midst of the other party visitors. This and the two layers of latex had become so hot to me in my suit, I threatened to collapse and Lady Jane took pity and I was able to replace the suit against a lighter outfit. Now I wore a latex mask, a collar and leash, long gloves made of latex, a latex panties, where my cock looked out with chastity cage and rubber boots. So very bizarre! Even Jane switched to a tight leather outfit.

When we later went home, I was filled again with her champagne, this time on the hood of my Ferraris. When something went wrong and landed on the bonnet, I had this to lick. Partygoers and taxi driver followed the spectacle.

On the way home we were actually stopped by police, although Jane drove quite exceptionally sensible. Jane pulled over. I said out loud: Fuck! Jane answered very cool: Take off your mask and put it on your dick! I did as instructed and I was pretty nervous! The young police officer admired our car. When they saw our outfits, they reacted disgusted! The young male policeman and his colleague asked why I was naked. My heart was pounding like crazy! In what am I just got into it!!!! Lady Jane answered nonchalantly, we just came from a fetish party and he would finally wear underpants. I hoped, the two policemen would not let me get out of the car, because the latex mask covered just my cock with chastity! After all controls and an admonition we could continue our fetish drive.

Back in the apartment I had to first take a deep breath, but Jane gave me no peace. Jane again ordered me to wear my Michelin Man outfit and she pumped everything up again very hard. Then she fixed me in the suit on a bed with ropes. Again I felt the pressure in the suit and could not move anymore. Then, at the top of her head, Jane opened the suit's zipper slightly and inserted a funnel. A short time later, I realized, how much warm liquid poured into the suit spilled over my head and then flowed down into the suit. It was of course her champagne and a short time later, she refilled again. So I spent the night, inflated, fixed and dipped in Lady Jane's champagne.

Because I was so horny anyway I could not sleep, because I had to think again and again of the incredible adventure with Jane…. Latex Escort at its finest!


Latex Escort

Latex Escort


I'm still intoxicated by this date!
But now once from the beginning.
I met with Mr. Unknown to a leather escort dinner date.

With my red lips, the loose hair and especially with my hot black leather outfit, I robbed the doctor's mind from the first second.

We drove quite comfortably with his Ferrari to the city.

I had reserved a table for us in my favorite Japanese restaurant.

In the restaurant, all eyes stuck on us, because not only my body was wrapped in leather, he also wore a leather outfit. Everyone had to know at the sight immediately, that something was going on.

So far so good. We talked and enjoyed a variety of delicacies. Until I told him, I have to go to the bathroom and he should accompany me. We walked towards the toilet and I gave him to understand, that he now has to drink my pee. Luckily, the men's toilet was free. There he got it for the very first time my precious sparkling pee. We went completely unnoticed. For the waiters and the other guests we were anything but kosher.

We went back to our table and dined to the end.

After the fabulous dinner we went to the parking garage on foot, in which the Ferrari stood. I had to pee again urgently and pressed his back on the hood of his car, then I raised my leather skirt and shot it straight into his mouth. After that I drove the Ferrari back to his apartment, of course, I took the opportunity and drove like a wild one on the highway. In the intoxication of speed, a Ferrari fetish developed with me. (Little info: When I graduated from high school, I really wanted to be a racing driver.) I forged a nasty plan for the rest of the evening.

Back in the apartment we changed from leather to latex and I gagged the doctor and equipped him with various toys. With a latex bag I heaved him into the passenger seat and drove with mega overknee plateau boots like a madman through Munich. That was the punishment for his endless chatter at dinner. He absolutely could not move. Through his latex mask, however, he could see everything.

I laughed loudly and made him clear, that he is absolutely tired of life, to deliver myself to such extent. My Ferrari fetish will still bring him to the grave, because I'm a full throttle junkie… Not only the horny sound of the Ferrari attracted everyone's attention, my victim wrapped in latex and I was the attraction par excellence. I flirted with the cute boys at every traffic light and they asked me, who that is next to me. Once I said, that's my naughty husband! :) Even the police stared at us like that, so that I thought, we will get controlled…


Dear Jane,

the meeting with you enriched my life in every way, especially as far as near-death experiences are concerned. Here is my text for your blog, the I forward simultaneously to the competent authorities:

During extremely hot fetish drive with Dominatrix Jane through Munich was clear after a short time, that my breathlessness was not primarily due to the rubber mask with breathing bag with reducing valve, my state of shock not to the latex bondage bag and bondage gloves, my gut irritation not on the anal hook and my failure erection not on the cock cage, BUT the driving style of Jane, who does not only look like a Justice League Amazon but drives as if she is fighting against the incarnate Steppenwolf. In addition to the 48,8 points, she has now in Flensburg, Moreover, I have as Prof. Dr. med. certify, Jane is definitely severely disrupted.

I write a prescription for multiple sessions Ferrari Escort: naked, in leather, in latex…