Pick a beautiful historical location, fantastic weather, delicious cocktails to die for, and, of course, all the other trappings of luxury, and you won’t even scratch the surface of a very special overseas trip that I, along with and a friend and fellow Domme, took with one fortunate boy recently.
Naturally, I will, as always, keep a true Domme’s discretion at the forefront of this blog, but even without giving you all my sexy Domme’s domination details, I can share a flavour of the fun we had on our travels and how pampered your hard-working Domme Mistress was over days of much-needed luxury and comfort.
As a ‘Travel Domme,’ I can assure that international travel has some wonderful perks which I was determined to enjoy to the full.
Being booked into the most exclusive restaurants, and experiencing the finest food and locations, are only bettered by being in the most entertaining of company: the entire experience and the wonderful trip could not have come soon enough for me after weeks of hard work in my London BDSM Laboratory.
International travel as a busy Domme is, of course, nothing new to me. In pre-covid days I would often depart on lengthy foreign tours through parts of the USA, much of Europe, and Scandinavia.
Sometimes those trips would be tied in to specific fetish events such as ‘Domcom’ where I’d been invited to receive fetish awards, or to show off my bondage talents to an eager fetish audience.
At other times I would just travel for the sake of new experiences in new locations, to visit other Domme friend around the world, or to film sexy bondage and domination content in new and exotic surroundings.
Those excursions from my London premises usually involved ‘tours’ of different countries with all the associated challenges of moving from city to city or country to country and finding new and exciting scenes to play out as films or photo shoots with friends who were as dominant and kinky as me.
So this latest trip to just one highly desirable holiday location was something of a new adventure for me, and for the others involved.
Sightseeing and playtime all rolled into one was exceptionally enjoyable for all concerned and plans are already afoot to repeat the experience somewhere new as soon as I can find time in my busy domme’s schedule.
It has been an experience I can not only thoroughly recommend but also one which I am now anxious to repeat.
Trips such as these are built on trust, and I’m pleased to say that the trip also included another Domme with whom I share compatibility, so I already knew that travelling together was sure to be enjoyable.
Travel Domme time, of course, requires some considerable pre-planning. My life is always particularly hectic, and so detailed scheduling is a must.
The other consideration is that most of my sessions can be ‘equipment-led’ which means that sessions outside of the dungeon need to be tailored to whatever environment we find ourselves in.
That being said, I can confirm that the mix of chastity, feeding, a regular dose of frustrating ‘wanding’, excessive sexual torment and the timeless appeal of fetish clothing were used to their full effect on those distant, faraway shores.
As a Travel Domme, there is, of course, a downside. Packing is an issue at the best of times, but it’s essential to make sure you have all of the necessary items, complete with heavy latex gloves and perhaps a Doxy wand, to ensure maximum frustration for one suffering individual who was forced to wear his chastity cage during the experience.
I say ‘forced,’ but for the guy involved I think it is fair to say ‘relished’ because he finds that chastity brings its own reward…the reward of intense and lasting sexual frustration.
Admittedly, I am highly experienced in packing for just such a trip, but I do find that my constant attention to detail means that checking, double checking – and then – triple checking inevitably becomes a necessary part of the experience.
