Your father, your boss, your brother, or any random person walking down the street with a  happy, mischievous smile on their face, could all be clients I see as a Dominatrix. 

The youngest client I’ve seen is 18 and the oldest 75. I don’t discriminate against anyone based on age (as long as you’re of legal age), gender, ethnicity, religious or sexual orientation. 

My clients share some commonalities, they are all open minded to a certain degree and have a desire to give up control. Other than that, there’s such a wide variety of kinks and levels of execution of these that no person ever wants exactly the same thing in the same way.  

In many cases their particular kink can be traced back to early childhood memories. Some have explored their desires early on, while others have had it lingering at the back of their mind for years, sometimes decades. 

I often see men in high stress positions used to having lots of responsibility. Such as CEOs, lawyers, bankers and military personnel. To use an example, it highly excites me to dress up big strong men as sissies and offer them space and freedom to play and lose themselves under my control.

I see about as many single clients as those that are married or in relationships. I absolutely love it when they have discussed seeing me with their partner, or even having their partner suggest they book me. However, I do see men who choose not to tell their partner of our session for a variety of reasons. Perhaps their kink is a part of them they like to keep to themselves or sadly sometimes out of fear of being ridiculed. 

Often, my client gets a much needed release from sessioning with me. Witnessing how much lighter and glowing someone looks when they emerge from the shower after a session warms my heart and spirit. 

I encourage both new and seasoned players to session with me. I see a balanced proportion of regular and new clients. I love them both in different ways. 

It’s very exciting for me to grow a long term domme/sub relationship, where we both feel confident in exploring deeper and pushing our boundaries further. My creativity flows freely when planning and conducting sessions with slaves I’ve seen countless times. I deeply appreciate my regulars, some who have been with me since I was a baby domme seven years ago who have witnessed me grow into myself as a woman and Dominatrix.

A brand new client, even one completely new to BDSM in its entirety can be a clean slate for me to play and explore what makes them tick and what’s left tested and tried never to be done again. Sometimes, a new client has specific kink(s) they’ve researched and/or played with on their own or with a partner that they want to delve deeper into with a professional. 

What comes as a surprise to people outside of my profession, is that I see many guys in their early twenties. And to my pleasant surprise, they have demonstrated the most excellent communication skills. A random text from a random dude saying “Hey bby, avail?” has mostly come from men over thirty. (Yes, I sometimes follow up on these texts out of curiosity and ask for age, name and desired session content). Thankfully, I see less of these texts and more well written session requests from all age groups these days.

Most times, I cringe when guys describe themselves as tall, fit and good looking. I then expect someone full of themselves with a proclivity to top from the bottom. However, I’ve been pleasantly surprised by having someone with such a description surrendering all control and being genuinely pleasant to be around. Always expect the unexpected. 

One thing that’s expected and true is that most of my clients are men. On rare occasions I’ve seen couples. I absolutely love introducing and teaching couples how to implement BDSM into their sexlife in a safe and fun manner. To partake in their experience is an exciting honor to me and something I wish I was invited to more often.

There are hundreds of escort directories online, some local and other international. A segment of these are aimed at the lower end of the market, while others cater to the higher end of the spectrum. What they have in common is the need for sex workers signing up and clients choosing providers from their page over others.

What makes a directory successful? Factors include branding, design, user friendliness, layout of the page, SEO, and in my opinion people. The people behind the idea of the directory, the ones who put the page together and the people who run it on a daily basis creates the foundation. 

All of this does not mean much unless it can attract the right sex workers to put a profile on their page and also recommend the directory over others. Then comes the clients, who need to either know about the directory or find it easily when doing a search.

When I put my profile on an established directory, I consider its design, wanting it to be simple, classy and sexy and be able to reflect who I am as an escort. Then, I look at the sex workers on it, to see if they are in the same category as myself. After which, I see how the page performs on a Google search, if it is on Twitter, and any feedback that might have been given about it. Then, I’ll ask a worker friend and a client if they have heard about it and their opinion.

New directories seem to pop out of nowhere on a weekly basis these days, sending lengthy text messages and emails full of promises of benefits. When I choose to put a profile on a new directory, I look past messages promising the world from directories I have never heard of, to personal invitations from trustworthy people with industry experience. 

In a time where the world has changed to the unrecognizable within a couple of months, where established directories change for the worse and new ones for the better, who knows what page will be the most popular in the future. Therefore, it can be a good idea to go directory shopping and see if there are new ones that fit your needs more where you currently advertise. On one hand you might get a good laugh and know what to steer clear off and on the other hand find a new favorite and gain some inspiration.

Why on Earth is the midpoint of a pandemic a good time to see a sex worker? 

First, we are already extremely careful about hygiene and sanitization of our workspace. The pending threat of disease makes us even more cautious, so rest assured, you're most likely stepping into one of the last places a virus would survive.

Second, the public fear has made some clients cancel their bookings and others think twice about making one. As a result those who decide to see us will really make our day and be shown how much we value them as a client.

Third, in a time of gloom, you are much better suited to deal with whatever life throws at you when you're happy. That's where we come in. Sex and physical touch are directly related to happiness. Some may even go as far as saying sex is the key to happiness and good health. 

Now, I highly encourage you to visit your local sex worker, gain some valuable sanitization tips, share some laughs and protected intimacy and leave with a smile on your face. If anything, it should prepare you to more easily slide through what may become a time of even greater despair.

A woman's touch awakens dormant desires in me. The softness. The sensuality. The sensations of her hand stroking my skin. If simply her fingers makes me tingle from head to toe, her tongue must surely be pure bliss.

If I get excited only from thinking about a woman’s touch, then a man touched by not one, but two women at once must be close to nirvana. If I was a man, that would be my ultimate fantasy. Hey, writing about it makes me wonder if perhaps it might be mine too.

Seeing couples or adding another female to the mix in a booking has been some of my favourite bookings. Nothing compares to the delight of exploration and the many possible opportunities for simultaneously sharing and receiving pleasure.   

Combining the soft female with the more firm male is the perfect combination for someone who wants it all. Now, dear reader, please let me indulge in this delight again soon...

I'm on my way to a business dinner, I casually reply to the nosy Uber driver as I powder my nose with one hand and straighten the lacy panties under my pencil skirt with the other. Ah ok mam, he replies as he takes another extra long look at me in the mirror. 

Then, I remember that I'm in an Uber for Jack. I keep my fingers crossed he either thinks Jack is my boss or my name is Jacqueline. Either way, he better find my answers polite enough to maintain Jack's impeccable rating.

My heart beats faster and my attempt to casually straighten my thong ends up twisting it the wrong way and deeper into my butt crack. Dammit I say out loud as a hot flash comes over me and I say a quick prayer it won't leave my skin flushed or lady parts inconveniently moist.

Once we pull up at the Four Seasons, I attempt to politely thank the driver as I elegantly slide out of the Uber. Then, my inner super woman takes over and I immaculately straighten my panties, make my blouse and skirt appear appropriately business womanesque and lightly fluff up my loose curls. I walk with a balance of confidence and modesty over to the entrance as if there is no doubt I stay there. I glide in past reception casually discreet to avoid any attention as I head for the elevators.

A lovely date awaits. As I enter the elevator a grateful smile spreads all over my face knowing I'm about to do what I love.

I’m bartending and waitressing at a private party tonight so I can’t join. In one way, I am telling the truth. I will be pouring drinks. I am simply leaving out what I’ll serve for main course; me.

When friends and family ask about my work, I never lie completely, I just don’t tell the whole truth.

I’ve been bartending on and off for ten years. Occasionally, I still work at private parties, although I prefer pouring drinks in a much more intimate setting. In my life now, I create the best drinks naked or wearing sexy lingerie, and serve them to a lover or a couple of lovers.

Other times, I say I am a yoga teacher. I am a yoga teacher, I have 500 h of training behind me, have taught in three countries, and often end up using skills I acquired in a job. I owe my flexibility, mental clarity, breathing technique, and creative positioning of my body to yoga.

Am I really lying and living a double or even triple life when I am only leaving out sharing certain aspects of my life in conversation with certain people?

Earlier this year, I returned exhilarated from my first visits to Hong Kong and Singapore. As soon as I landed in Australia, I immediately planned my return. The modern atmosphere, well dressed gentlemen, vibrancy and exotic cuisine had me hooked.

Adding on to my excitement was the fact that this tall, blonde, long legged Scandinavian appeared to be a rather exotic rarity to the local people. I felt special, unique and thrilled when new lovers proclaimed they’d never been with anyone from my part of the world before. Some mentioned they felt a little intimidated by me before our meeting, and was surprised by how comfortable they felt in my presence. Enough at ease to share and act out their secret fantasies.

I thrive from allowing people to be their authentic selves and safely live out their desires. Sharing new experiences in a new environment makes me feel so alive and grateful. I’m currently counting the days until I return to Singapore mid November, keeping my fingers crossed I’ll be equally blessed with delightful gentlemen, delicious dishes and desires.

I am crazy about sex. It is one of my favorite human activities. Ever since my first orgasm at the age of eleven, I knew I found a method to match my madness.

Sex quickly became both an escape from and an intensification of life for me. Exploring my sexuality gave me space from the mundane activities I found unsatisfying and transported me to a realm of pleasure. Having sex with myself or a partner taught me so much about the way my body and mind works.

During sex, my senses are heightened and I live only right there in the moment. I exist for the experience of pleasure and the delights of physicality. I am all being, all feeling, all sensation, temporarily released from the cage of my thoughts.

The natural high of sex is incomparable to anything else. To me it is my meditation, my method of ecstacy, and my way of discovering deeper levels of myself. I find great satisfaction in taking people on pleasure journeys with me, where we leave our limitations and thoughts behind to simply be.

I left my beloved Sydney behind to make new connections in cities I’ve never been. I’m bubbling with excitement and an edge of nervousness reflecting on who I’ll meet and what I’ll experience. But first things first, how do I even do this? Thoughts of where to stay, how to look, and what on earth I should pack twirl around my brain as memories of my last travel come up. That’s when airport security tore apart my bag before holding up my collar and chain for everyone to see, while asking “what is this?” “It’s a collar and chain, it even says so on the box you took it out of mate, seriously? And yes it’s for personal use, It’s not like I’m gonna kidnap anyone with that.”

What do I pack?

I start putting my favorite pieces of sexy lingerie in a silk bag, before I know it, it’s filled up and I put a couple more sets in another bag along with stockings. Then onto toys, strap on, dildos, flogger and just as important, sexy shoes. I put the first main things in my suitcase and realize it’s almost full. And that’s before I’ve pack such necessities as actual clothes. I curse myself for only picking 15kg and realize I’m up for massive rounds of repacking and at least 10 additional kilos.

Who will I meet and what will I do?

I have no idea how the men of Adelaide and Perth are, but I’m about to find out. As in any other place, I risk meeting anything from a first class gentleman to a rude and immature excuse for a man. I can handle both, but prefer and hope for the first.

On such a trip work/vacation balance is the key. I would love to explore what the cities have to offer both at day and night, while making time to see a selected few gentlemen I can devote my full energy and undivided attention to.

I also hope to meet fellow sex workers to share drinks and experiences along the way. After writing this, I feel much better about taking off and cannot wait to get out there and create new memories.

Kisses,

Nina - coming soon to a city near you, reach out, let’s play!