Deleted Member Posted August 12 I find this all overwhelming and demoralising. I always take care in sending a first message but I can say I hardly get any replies. If I do then the conversation dies. My only option now is to look at visiting a pro domme. At least I know I am getting what I have paid for.
00**** Posted August 16 So I have been on here for years and I think my master finally found me. I'm so excited to finally submit to someone , it's been a long ride....but I'm full of anxiety and I haven't replied to their last message yet (asked for my WhatsApp) I hope they think I'm not worthy because I need sometime before I let myself go.
Ch**** Posted August 19 I am able to contact Dominant women pretty easily. It get tough when question 1 or 2 is where do I live. Then when I ask the same, they are just far enough away to be mildly inconvenient. I even watched one Mistress on here make profile changes for exactly that. Went from 10 miles away to 200 miles away. When I said that was too far she was suddenly 70 miles away. Just be honest.
Il**** Posted Thursday at 12:32 PM Every domme I've met, all online, have eventually asked me to send them ***. When I tell them that I don't send *** to people I've never seen or spoken to in either person, video chat with both our cameras on, they usually balk at the idea. Those who don't create an elaborate ruse in an attempt to bypass the terms of our agreement while seeming to honor the terms of our agreement. I always pick their schemes apart and eventually wind up terminating all contact between us. I guess what I'm saying is that I have only met scammers, never a true domme. And now that I think about it, I have met one true domme on this very site. I didn't know she was a domme when I first met her, but I found out quick. She's still active on this site. I only meet with her when her job brings her to the Bay Area. Our meetings come with little to no warning for me, and I have literally minutes to be outside her hotel room door. I'm not allowed to do anything except play with her nipples while I lick her clit. Not eat her pussy. Lick her clit. And I am not allowed to enjoy myself or moan with pleasure. The only sound she wants to hear is the sound of my tongue flicking her clit. She lays on the bed on her back. Her thighs clamped hard on either side of my head. Each of my arms is pinned under her legs as I extend them to play with each nipple. This position is maintained as she has multiple orgasms, which I am instructed to drink. "Drink it, bitch", she demands. "You're my bitch", she reminds. After about 15 minutes in that position , everything starts to get real. My arms and hands cramp severely, or ***fully fall asleep entirely. My head starts to ring from the convulsing pressure of her thighs from repeated orgasms. My tongue, well... there's a muscle I never thought could become sore from over use. But a sore tongue is the best way I can describe it. Like it did way too many reps at the gym without any stretching or warmup. It's ***ful. I can sense some of you are thinking "whaaaa, poor widdle baby has to eat so much fwight attendant pussy dat his widdle tongue gets tiwed and his widdle awms go to sweep. Boo hoo, fucking crybaby suckit up! " Well, on paper it looks like I'm living the dream. But this is not the dream I have when I dream of being an oral slave to a domme. My sexual pleasure is ignored entirely. I can't switch positions. I can't moan with pleasure. I can't speak a fucking word. She summons me and I have about 15 minutes total to get to drive to her hotel near SFO, find parking, figure out a way to get onto the elevator which requires a room key that I do not have, get to whatever floor she's on, find her room in the labyrinth of hallways, and then text her when I'm standing outside her door so her crew members staying in adjoining rooms don't hear me knocking. Once she gets off several times she tells me to get the fuck out. My arms and hands are so cramped I couldn't jackoff if I wanted to. I usually head straight to the hotel bar for a recovery beer while I wait for my senses to normalize so I can drive home. That's my "success" story. She has never asked me to give her ***, only my soul.
ey**** Posted Thursday at 01:12 PM 37 minutes ago, Ilike2watch said: Well, on paper it looks like I'm living the dream. But this is not the dream I have when I dream of being an oral slave to a domme. My sexual pleasure is ignored entirely. I can't switch positions. I can't moan with pleasure. I can't speak a fucking word. She summons me and I have about 15 minutes total to get to drive to her hotel near SFO, find parking, figure out a way to get onto the elevator which requires a room key that I do not have, get to whatever floor she's on, find her room in the labyrinth of hallways, and then text her when I'm standing outside her door so her crew members staying in adjoining rooms don't hear me knocking. Once she gets off several times she tells me to get the fuck out. I guess, like when you end contact with someone online who starts to ask for *** - this feels like a scenario you are unhappy with and as such should be ended From her perspective - she is positioning herself as the Dominant with an arrangement centred entirely around her desires. Which is fine, it's exactly what Femdom is.  However, if this is an overall scenario you're not happy with, it makes little sense you would continue in the arrangement. Â
Ja**** Posted Sunday at 07:32 AM Am I the only one on this site who can get to meet a Domme. But, only after I am willing to send *** first. I have not, and will not. Pretty sure the whole site is a scammers paradise.
MasterDwight Posted Sunday at 11:34 AM 4 hours ago, JamesSub4Domme said: Am I the only one on this site who can get to meet a Domme. But, only after I am willing to send *** first. I have not, and will not. Pretty sure the whole site is a scammers paradise. I think you might be right. Because I have not met anybody from my area, but there are so many on here, and nobody wants to participate or even carry out what they are supposedly looking for I thank 4 1, it's more or less. They love getting the attention, but don't take any action
Ch**** Posted Sunday at 04:43 PM It seems with very little exception they are fakes looking for *** in exchange for a couple text messages.
mi**** Posted Sunday at 05:27 PM I think, is genuine so hard due to they have a lot of options out there for the very few genuine Dommes there is so I guess that they have the pick of the litter as to say, and unfair there is the fake ones that only want $$ but I believe us men are what caused that problem if people stop entering them and paying for them then they will disappear eventually, however there will also be that 1 person who will pay
ey**** Posted 17 hours ago On 8/23/2026 at 8:32 AM, JamesSub4Domme said: Am I the only one on this site who can get to meet a Domme. But, only after I am willing to send *** first. I have not, and will not. Pretty sure the whole site is a scammers paradise. I have met people. I know others who have also, including some long term and who are still together But yeah, pretty much all dating-based sites are scammers paradises. It's difficult if you make it your only avenue.  Equally, the folk most likely to be hit by scammers are often those who message more people rather than being selective, or who come over desperate or needy. Whilst I'm not saying this is the case, partaking in discussions in chat and forums and having a patient approach - seeing who you vibe with - among anything else, it's somewhat easier because you can literally say you enjoyed what they postedÂ
Th**** Posted 14 hours ago On 8/23/2026 at 3:32 AM, JamesSub4Domme said: Am I the only one on this site who can get to meet a Domme. But, only after I am willing to send *** first. I have not, and will not. Pretty sure the whole site is a scammers paradise. Do you realize that you have your profile set to say that you're seeking men and not women? That's not going to help you out much if you're looking for a Domme.Â
Si**** Posted 12 hours ago I love submission because it’s the purest form of trust. Beneath the strength, pride, and carefully built walls is someone choosing to be completely seen, and that quiet surrender is beautiful to me. It’s never about taking something away. It’s about guiding someone toward the parts of themselves they’ve been afraid to embrace. In that silent exchange of trust, loyalty, and vulnerability, I find something rare, intimate, and almost hauntingly beautiful.
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