For a "good laugh", the meeting is set for a winter Tuesday at
Paris, late afternoon, thanks to a few minutes of internet connection on the
web, and brief telephone exchanges on cell phones: the
The protocol will be followed to the letter; I will send a text message at the time of my
I take the metro to the Buttes Chaumont district, where a
Stunning Asian Dominatrix, Mistress Caroline (an occasional
BDSM), then another text message, once we arrived at a café terrace
Parisian, as she indicated to me, a quarter of an hour before 6:00 PM, time
The details of the appointment: it was agreed that his "Submissive Secretary",
whoever has my photo sent to Mistress Caroline via email, will be
recognize, and will take me in his car, a Renault Megane, to
The dungeon is only fifteen minutes from the famous café. I drink a coffee.«
"I asked the boss for the exact time, then I sent the text message in..."
indicating that I am punctual and at the designated location: by SMS, Mistress
Caroline informs me that she is sending her secretary, who arrives shortly
Then, and he makes himself known: we'll soon be in the car, he parks
in front of the Haussmannian building: I get out first, he arrives, and
We take the elevator up to the fifth floor: on the landing of
In this charming building, the door of Mistress Caroline is ajar.,
and he motions for me to go in first: he disappears into the great
apartment, a duplex like I'd only ever seen in the
real estate advertisements from major magazines, such as "Le Figaro"...

Mistress Caroline, a Parisian Asian woman with honey-colored skin,
A woman of about forty, and very well-groomed, asked me to come and sit down.
She sat down on a comfortable scarlet leather seat opposite her.
also on a red leather armchair, right in front of me, in his
living room, with a beautiful French-style ceiling, where, in this apartment,
Many decorative elements are also reminiscent of the Extreme
East.

I immediately gave him the "offering," which was two hundred
euros, in four fifty-euro notes. She thanks me for that.
She is quite petite, and next to her, on a Louis XV style desk, sits a throne
a riding crop, with a black and gold handle; this object seems heavy,
Formidable, and of good quality!
Her beautiful face reminds me of that Indonesian singer,
arrival in France from Jakarta, ANGGUN, and perhaps also a little to the
French porn star, of Vietnamese origin, KATSUNI.
Her figure is beautiful, enhanced by her form-fitting outfit, and
uniformly black: she is wearing a short, sleeveless dress, in
leather of a deep black color, as if dyed with India ink, and glossy,
with an interesting neckline, made possible by bright red laces halfway up
undone, and extending down almost to her navel, and she displays
the tops of her slender thighs, because she is wearing vinyl thigh-high boots,
with very thin, rather long heels; her straight, jet-black hair
give her a long, loose "mane", and her eyes are very sparkling.

She declares: "I am a real dominatrix, I don't pretend"
It's a game, and we need to define the rules: you're going to take a piece of paper
and a pencil, on the desk next to me, and you're going to do two
columns: what you like to do, and what you don't like: at
Gradually, you will tell me this aloud: I insist, you must be
"Completely honest with me!".
I reassure her on this point, and I begin: so, the first pen to
The marble died immediately (!), so I got up to get one
Second: same fate! I'm very tense, and she can see it.
She asks me to relax, and the beautiful dominatrix wishes with
humor that we will avoid the need for a sophrology session
Preliminary! I then take a mechanical pencil: lead
Too short! I'll take another crimp pencil, and there (but
(with great difficulty), I finally manage to make my list!
She told me right away that she doesn't do needles, nothing
Regarding blood: me neither! So, after a while, she
He asks me for more details, and each time, I have to
put it in writing. I quickly made my aversion to algolagnia clear to him:

– So, how would you define algolagnia?
– Well, like a sought-after blend of sexual pleasure and
physical suffering

She agrees, and I want to emphasize this point above all else.
(Come on, apart from a few frills, old habits die hard!), I'm looking for
mainly staging, and almost exclusively humiliation
psychological, inflicted by a beautiful woman; I agree with that, and
Absolutely, the writer Leopold von Sacher-Masoch!

I answered in the negative when she asked me if I appreciated it.
to receive the whip, which he, on the other hand, positively confessed to, in a
interview published online and in English, the sublime singer
Rihanna, who describes herself as submissive, but acknowledges that she "could" be
Dominatrix: "Chains and whips excite me" (chains and whips)
excite me), lyrical lyrics (?!) of his song: "S & M": ouch, ouch, ouch!

But soon, the intimidating, yet captivating, Mistress Caroline told me
SO :
– I see that you have very fixed ideas about what you
you want, and about what you don't want, but you describe to me
unrelated scenes
She then told me, with an inspired air that was impossible to feign, that she
to someone who comes to see her from time to time, and who asks her to
I'll read him a story (there are only books here, it's easy, me
she declares), and as time goes on, he discreetly masturbates, then
She notices it, and then she punishes him for it: that's the beginning of
their S&M sessions.

"Ah! Yes, you want a common thread!" I told him, to which
She answers in the affirmative.
I then confided in him, quite honestly, that despite appearances
manly, and I emphasize this point, telling him that I am not
Someone very effeminate, eh! Well, uh… I like to show my sides
feminine, and finally, as I explain to her:
– A lustful woman hides within me, and during the
SM sessions, I like to be called Daphne: immediately, the
The statement has its effect, and it makes me understand that she finally believes
its guiding principle! At his request, I put down the paper and the necessary materials to
writing at the desk, standing in front of Mistress Caroline, and while she
remains seated and imperturbable, like a statue: at that moment, without
"Give me time to sit down," she said, with natural authority,
In her sweet voice: "Get naked!" I obey, and I give her a (very
(clumsy!) striptease, while she looks at me closely, from head to toe
feet, and then she gestures for me to turn around: I turn to her
Then, standing with my back to her, she asked me to face her again: "«
"On your knees!" she told me, with equal mastery and a (slight) pleasure
(perverse) obvious: I then kneel on the waxed parquet floor, naked
In front of her: she asks me to lower my head, and I am there with her.
To obey, after all. She rises from her blood-red armchair, and she goes
take something from the apartment (I'm not allowed to pick it up)
(the head): immediately back next to me, she leans towards my
ear, saying very softly to me:

– Daphne, you're going to be a female dog, and like all the
female dogs, you'll get a collar!
– Yes, Mistress!
That will be my standard response, during the session, to all her whims!
Indeed, she puts a fairly thick black leather collar around my neck, and
She then puts a leash on me, and asks me to crawl to
four paws behind her, as she walks around the apartment
deliberately making the sound of each of his steps resound loudly, which
It excites me even more, and she knows it: she's no beginner! She
He became more authoritarian, demanding that I continue, elbows on the ground: I
Do it with enthusiasm!
At the high point of the session, she puts us both in front of a large

vertical mirror, where she asks me to contemplate us, united that

we are, through our scenario put in
staged by this beautiful practitioner, precisely the kind of staging
which the Marquis de Sade also valued in his writings: at that time
To be precise, I compliment her on her beauty, and I feel like I've "entered"
» in the film «Maîtresse» by Barbet Schroeder, which describes, in the
in 1975 in Paris, and with entomological precision, this type
of the universe!
I confessed to Mistress Caroline that day that it was after seeing this
film, years earlier, in which Gérard Depardieu plays a young
Olivier, a provincial man, becomes the lover of a dominatrix.
Parisian professional (portrayed by Bulle Ogier, and inspired by the
Parisian Mistress Alexandra), that I decided to take action which
were, all in all, just old fantasies of mine! Dozens of
minutes of sexual games later, "abuse included", we arrive at an hour
fifteen matches: I'm "exhausted", and my head is sweating (a
sensation of having my "head upside down!"), but I'm glad to have
She fulfilled her fantasy! She's less tired than me, but clearly
Satisfied, very smiley, and we chatted a little before my departure:
I cite some cultural references to her, and then we observe her and
I believe we are in the SM of free electrons, "outside the environment".

She confided in me that she knew only one Dominatrix besides herself.,
Mistress Diane, already quite old according to her, and Mistress Caroline say they are
like that since childhood, since the age of ten, which I told him
I reply that it's also my case (I tell him that it's not at forty or
fifty years old, that one discovers a penchant for it!), and she likes it,
like me, the "little" History, and in particular, for its part, it
has long shown an interest in the history of latrines!
So, the idea of having to go to "Pee-pee lady" comes to mind!
Anyway, it's time for me to give her a kiss, and what a beautiful one!
Woman! Her submissive secretary escorts me back to the metro station.
closer… I never saw them again!