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Aesthetics

As a dominatrix escort, every so often I will get an appointment request from a submissive, asking that I wear ‘domme clothes’. When somebody specifies this, I usually know what they mean. Slick-shiny latex, the highest of heels, and a red lip so fierce it would bring a grown man to his knees on sight.

Unfortunately these aren’t clothes I own (well, apart from the lipstick and the heels, obviously). Not that I don’t adore this look – I really do. But I have never invested in it.

The look is traditional for good reason – it is powerful, strong and striking. It’s an aesthetic that screams ‘I am in charge’. And honestly, I would love a piece of that. Lord knows I spend enough time drooling over gorgeous dominant women in rubber and heels as high as their standards. And the few times I have borrowed latex from a friend, I have felt incredible.

The thing I would like to talk about is the rather tiresome idea that a provider isn’t a ‘real’ domme if she isn’t dressed up to the hilt. Aesthetics are an important part of sessions, not least because for most of us our fantasies have been honed to perfection in our minds, and we want the reality to match up. Booking an appointment with a domme escort is a luxury and a treat; a chance to experience the things you’ve dreamed about for years in glorious technicolour. Although for me, the times I have felt the most powerful is when I have, to the outside world, looked anything but.

One of my most enjoyable domination sessions began over lunch, with me in casual clothes – specifically black leggings and form-fitting knitwear, and smart flat boots. Over our gorgeous meal I quietly began to bring him to heel in my own irreverent, playful way. Nobody in that restaurant could have guessed that by the time we left, he would be utterly mine. When a woman has the innate power and ability to control you, it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing. For this particular submissive, the ‘dominatrix clothes’ are superfluous – he likes the feeling of submitting to somebody who looks so ordinary, and yet is so far from that.

My authority is tangible, even when I’m wearing jeans and a vest top. I don’t need leather and rubber to earn your submission. Although, if you’d like to see me in full Domme Uniform, a gift card from Atsuko Kudo  certainly wouldn’t go amiss.

(this story has of course been shared with the clients’ enthusiastic permission.)

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