What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done with a Sugar Daddy?
We never actually went through with it, but I had a Sugar Mama who wanted to slap me in the face (she was a sadist). I told her she couldn’t afford that kind of service from me and I was right. We parted sprays shortly after.
Years ago, when I was just entering the Bowl… I let a SD pee on my face. Yup. that’s urine. on my face. You can’t make this shit up.
Now, I realize I don’t need to do anything crazy to keep a SD/SM’s interest and I won’t do anything I’m not completely comfortable with.
Once I took it in the butt.. but bled. He basically used the blood as lubrication. It didn’t last long. With my current SD, we went to a sex party.. that was definitely interesting.
Normally I’d have kept this to myself but …. you asked, so here we go.
I had some hot scenes in a sex club in Las Vegas where I went with “my” SD at the time, who was a vicarious exhibitionist. He always subsidized the entrance fee for my gf and I (I’m gay, meaning I’m a girl who likes girls visually and for relationships, but I can enjoy everything else with guys too — some might call me bisexual).
Anyway, he liked watching me enjoy the open-minded, sexy ambiance. Mostly I just wore stripper gear and danced in 6″ stilettos on stage, where there was a pole and mirrors — fun, good practice and good exercise! Sometimes my gf and I would make out on stage. He had probably seen everything in that club plus in making porn videos, long before I showed up.
He probably also knew when someone was faking, so I suspect that he liked that I am sincere. When I look like I’m aroused, then yes, I’m aroused. And it shows. I can’t even breathe normally when I’m really inspired to soar high on the wings of lust. That probably made whatever I was doing sexier because I was, clearly, SO into it. So, even though (mechanically) whatever was going on was super-lame compared to what he’s already seen, it was still very sexy..
He also liked that I was always sober when I showed up, and sober throughout — so he was seeing the “raw” me. When I was aroused, there were no drugs or alcohol as inspiring factors, just pure lust.
As the weeks went by, I slowly started getting used to the openness of the club, and my comfort zone increased. One night it reached the tipping point. My mind was awash in a red haze of lust. My girlfriend and I ended up on a (previously alcohol-swabbed, thus clean) vinyl showcase bed in the farthest-back room, far away from the stage. Soon we were both half-naked and … let’s just say girls are very skilled with our fingers. It was SO erotic and we were each enjoying our time together. Then we looked up and saw that the entire population of the club except for the door lady had gathered around the bed and were cheerfully watching us, smiles all around. Somehow that didn’t phase us. We kept focusing on each other. It was SO hot. Wow. I need a cold drink when I think about that, even now.
Penetrate him with a Strap on dildo.
I have been reading some forums and you’re answers really makes me feel to see you in person to be one you’re friend, i am new SB here, so i would like to meet some fellow SB as well, because i do need some advice and talk about all our little secrets as a SB. is it possible to meet you somewhen? I’m sure you have fellow SB friends as well. and to all who read this shall we meet somewhere? that would be very fun, OMG I’m so excited I’m so happy that this site created and does excess and very helpful financially.
Mela, thank you for the nice email. Yes, I’d love to meet, as friends.
This Dirty Little Secrets subject is so tempting — so here’s one more story. I’m a formally trained Dominatrix and for a while I was willing to take on male clients, just as I used to be willing to take on submissive male Sugar Daddies and now I don’t. I’m not mentally wired to provide what they want so it’s like a paint-by-numbers dynamic for me, when I’m with a submissive male. Much as they can be wonderful with the right girl — I’m just not that girl.
And yes, I’m choosing to walk away from a huge mountain of potential revenue, and I’m OK with that. Actually, that’s probably a story in its own right … choose a niche that works for you and be self-aware … if something doesn’t work for you, admit it and leave it to those who excel at it.
Anyway, one of my submissive (former) Sugar Daddies wanted an all-night experience at a Las Vegas sex club. I had scouted the place out to make sure it was OK and to learn the nuances and then I agreed. The SD also loved the idea of my girl-friend (who’s also sexually submissive and typically the prettiest girl in the ZIP code) coming along and she was enthused about the idea too.
So, there I was at a major sex club responsible for (yes, that was a good choice of wording) two intense submissives. As it turned out, this had been a very, very bad idea.
Being responsible for a sexually intense sub is sort of like being in an upscale kitchenware store, responsible for a three-year old with ADD who’s just eaten a pack of No-Doze and chased it with an Espresso. You can try to keep up or you can fall behind but if you fall behind, very bad things are likely to happen very quickly — and to escalate and compound.
With my girlfriend solo it’s already like surfing the North Shore or white-water kayaking stage 3 rapids (which are two other sports I enjoy). It’s barely not overwhelming. I figured (mistakenly) that adding the VERY submissive male to the mix would reduce my stress level for once, since he has a mellow personality and might well help with keeping her happy and occupied. Not so. Instead, I had two highly demanding sexually intense subs plus there was no way that this wasn’t going to draw a huge crowd of onlookers … and indeed it did.
At some point crowd control became my job too. Imagine two curvy and cute butts facing towards me with each sub’s face pointing away from me with each sub in doggy-style position and moaning due to the pleasure I was, um, manually administering — plus then maybe ten strangers in a semi-circle, crowding ever closer for a way-too-close-for-my-comfort look. With such a situation it takes a stern presence (mine, if I’m focused) to keep them at bay. Think Alpha wolf and you get the idea (and yes, this one is female). But if Alpha wolf is s distracted enough then she can lose control and not get it back.
When a sub is sooooooooooooooooooo close to cumming and then the Domme stops, it can be very good training if integrated well with an orgasm training plan (ask if you wanna learn more) or it can be very bad. The latter was the likely situation here. I’m also well aware that much of the joy of being a sub is being able to totally let go and know your Domme is handling EVERYthing. Fortunately my girlfriend picked up on the nuances, read me well and exited submissive mode, and soon the crowd was facing two assertive girls sending the “keep your distance” bared-teeth vibe to the semi-circle of guys crowding around. It was a very primal situation. If you’ve seen the movie “The Grey” you know what I mean – and if you haven’t, go watch it as part of your SB training here. As a SB you’re dealing with some very primal stuff, typically covered with a thick veneer of civility, but the basis is primal
My male SD submissive remained blissfully unaware and had a great time – as in, I could (and did) buy a used Mercedes-Benz 300 SE with the money I got from him based on how much he enjoyed that night
For different reasons, my girl-friend enjoyed the night too. And, in a “wow, I somehow surfed that huge wave” way so did I. It was certainly a night to remember. But, never again.
Tanya – loved reading your confession! You’re very empowered by your sexuality, and embrace your wild side.
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