My High School Lore
Today, an ancient memory came back to me as I replied to another adorable pervert of mine.
In my recent session, I was dressed in a Japanese high school uniform (if you know, you know), ridiculing how powerless they were in the face of my feminine beauty. They were just my prey and toy. I felt even so pretty, adored, and powerful at the same time. In the end, I fucked them in missionary after all the teasing and denial. He was so pathetically adorable.
By the way, I love it when a session is over and my submissives write to tell me how much of an impact it had on them. It feels like it was not just a service I provided, per se, but a connection and intimacy we created and shared through our play.
Regarding my high school memory, it was the pure pleasure of making a man bow to the ground to apologize, together with my pretty hot ass Senpai ( an older colleague ) from work. He became my ex when we found out that he’d been cheating on her with me when we first started dating.
I was 17 years old, studying like a good girl in my school uniform and exploring my sexuality, like learning how to squirt my boyfriend all, very busy in my private life.
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Looking back, I wasn’t really into him, but rather the idea of having a boyfriend I could have sex with. Therefore, I had no mercy on him for what he had to do (it happened in a shopping mall), because what he did was so disrespectful to her.
And to be honest, I remember thinking, “I can make someone apologize and bow to the ground (DOGEZA)? How wonderful and interesting!”
He didn’t bow properly at first, so we made sure his head touched the floor of the shopping mall, right where people were walking past and could see him humiliating himself in public. I remember feeling somehow happy about it too, because I knew how humiliating it must have been for him to be made to bow like that in front of strangers. We were satisfied, and then I broke up with him.
It’s interesting that I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed being sadistic until about five years ago. But sometimes old memories come back and remind me that I’ve always enjoyed having control over men, long before I became a professional Dominatrix.
I wonder if he’s traumatized. Perhaps he’s visiting one of the Mistresses in Japan now, desperately trying to relive that humiliation. Now I’ve learned to love the right people, who are you, my toy, and mix my sadism with my core naughtiness and affection. How lucky you guys are 2026 < 3
And here I am, exploring those delicious sensations even further through my work as a Dominatrix, including double domming (or more!) with pretty dommes all over the world.
