That's so cool that you were an online domme! ♥️ Will you tell us more about it? Was it during 2020? What did a typical session look like? Only if you’re comfortable, of course!
Oh I was in my early 20s and still living at home lmao (so before 2020) and I had a lack of privacy so my sessions weren't as long as I would have wanted. It was a real headache because my femboys wanted ALL of my time. Sessions weren't always inherently sexual which was nice. Most of them wanted/needed nurturing so I took care of those needs but when it came time to get dirty there were a lot of degradation and humiliation requests.
Examples:
There was a guy with a micro dick who loved that shit. I would sometimes schedule a call when I had friends over. We'd laugh at him at take turns talking down to his "dick" directly and if he spoke to us when we were talking to "it" he'd have to tip more. This one wasn't allowed to see me naked because "only real men with actual cocks get to see my body" (he liked that) but I would have almost clothing malfunctions on purpose to tease him about what he couldn't have. His nub would explode every time and he was so thankful for it.
Another guy had a wife and would Skype me while he was at work because part of his kink was blackmail. I'd have him do risky shit in his office like paper clip his nipples or slide and slam his dick across his keyboard. Pants fully off. The fear of getting caught got him so high. As he did it I'd ask him about his wife and what she looked like.. what her first name was and if he loved her. Then I'd say how i knew a woman who looked like her and maybe it was her. Maybe I should tell her what he gets up to when he should be hard at work and that did it for him. Once on his birthday I had him slide a long birthday candle down his dickhole and light it. He wasn't allowed to blow it out until my birthday song was done. This also happened at the office.
My favorite best little baby though was a a guy who loved sissyfication. He was mad adorable and it was rarely sexual but when it was it was super sweet. He would wear a pretty dress for me. The kind that flares when you spin in it. He loved wearing lacy panties and showing his collection and sometimes as he modeled them the excitement would get him hard and he'd be like "oops I'm so sorry.." all sweet and I gave him reassurance where he needed it and asked him if he needed release. Usually he would model for me out in his garden which I thought was so cute and fitting for the frilly things he liked to wear. So anyway he'd sit amongst his flowers with his dress pulled up and stroke himself slowly to my sweet affirmations. So his kink was partly humiliation (dressing up and feeling shame about it) and partly praise (me reassuring him that hes so pretty and delicate). He was such a kind soul, miss that one. He was hot and tall, had a nice deep sort of raspy voice and had a British accent on top of that 😚👌🏽. Not to mention his dick was gorgeous.. like wow.
In the end though it burned me out as I am more submissive leaning. I was doing a lot of care giving where i needed care and that got to me. On top of all the degradation not being so great for my mental health because I'm not build to be mean like that all the time in the first place and the guys that wanted it were super demanding of my time.
