“Do you keep permanent slaves?”

Yes… the last few years I’ve had a naughty little puppy girl living with me… she’s my 24/7 pet slut.

I’ve also had a quite a few other 24/7 slaves in the past… both male and female.

Domina Cinara

My clarifications are stated to avoid being “type-cast” as strictly an “extreme dominatrix”… not out of any concern for “audience reaction”. I’m a human being… I like all kinds of shit within the circle of femdom BDSM. I’m not a single category or a flavor. I don’t much like limiting labels.

From time to time one has to remind people of this since they have the bad tendency to want to “box” others away under simple titles.

Also, there’s a difference between my professional life and private life.

Professionally I do all kinds of scenes, ranging from soft to very heavy.
The type is dependent upon a mix of what the guy/girl is looking for / ready for… and what I want to do.

In my private life, it’s only about what I want to do… and I admit that I tend towards the extreme ~smiles~

So far, I’ve gotten no negative feedback on anything I’ve written here… and even if I ever did it would change nothing. I don’t cater to the frail sensibilities of the weak.

My old phone sex blog got negative comments once in a while… usually some guy yelling that men are dominant and all that Stupid shit ~grinz~. But that was when that site had gotten big and there were thousands of people visiting every day. When you’re getting that much daily traffic you’re going to get some idiots. Same will happen here as this blog grows.

As for “different set of rules”… in my professional life I carry myself as a professional dominatrix should, in terms of limits, safety, proper practices and consensual play. Same holds true for phone sex, especially when something like self inflicted CBT phone sex is involved. But if what we are doing is strictly role play of extreme fantasies occurring only in the mind, then anything goes.

In my private life I do whatever the hell I want.

I’m into TPE (total power exchange) so with slaves that have been my actual face-to-face property – like my puppy girl who lives with me – consent is given at the start of the relationship and then no longer an issue. These slaves are usually into BDSM as heavily as I am or at least close, so there’s no problems in terms of what I do to them. Besides, property has value… I don’t damage my property.

Not everything in my private life is TPE… there are people I’ve just played with… slaves I’ve swapped with friends… toys found for a night in a BDSM club… fetish virgins I’ve “popped”… etc… all of that is moment to moment.

BUT… then there are things like the story I’ve been telling about what I did to that guy in the park ~smiles~. That’s something totally different. He had no idea what I had planned for him… I just set him up and used him… because I wanted to.

I like forced femdom sex… abduction… bondage and suspension… cruel leather whips… brutal CBT and ballbusting… strapon sex of course… etc. Everyone has their sexual desires… difference is, mine are dark ones, and I do feed them.

Times I’ve done things like that, I usually pick someone I don’t know who acts like an asshole… then in my mind they deserve what they get. I’ve always been able to turn off my conscience… hell, I don’t really even think it’s wrong.

I’m smart in how I go about doing such things when I want to cross the line… I’ve never done permanent damage to any of them or gone “too far”. I’ve come close… probably too close a couple times… but I’m a sadist… I enjoy what I am and have no regrets.

And when I write about those things here I intentionally shift the details a bit to cover my butt. There are many things I’ve done, participated in or have seen that I’ll never talk about, it would be stupid of me to do so in a public place ~grinz~.

Domina Cinara, I really love your stories (the most extreme ones the most) and I hope you continue to post them, despite some shocked responses and negative feedback, pleeeeaaase.

And BTW I´m curious to know just a little about the different set of rules.

Bowing down to ya, your bootjack