Great interview Mistress Ayn.

This is not a fetish of mine, but I did get seduced into doing it once. It was a "lost in translation" moment. And the description is admittedly over the top, but here goes.

I met a lady named Gina in the late '90s via the old New York magazine personals sections that offered a wide pallet of services: domination, escort and massage. She was assertive and unique. Brazilian, zaftig, somewhat petite with a deep voice and seductive accent, bronze tan, and long blonde hair. We were the same age, around 40. She advertised in the old New York magazine personals section. (No pictures.) When I called her that voice was enough to make me make an appointment. I told her about my sub Tarzan / Amazon role play and she was fine with that.

She was dominant in our first two sessions. Some body worship, foot worship, spanking and general abuse. In the second session she wore this skin tight jungle print dress. She drove me nuts with it and I loved it. At the end I said something like, "Tell me where you bought it so I can make a Tarzan thong to wear the next time." I used to make my own outfits. Maybe something was lost in translation, because she then said, "The next time YOU wear the dress, blond wig and lipstick and I'll give you extra time." Me being intimidated and horny, I said yes.

A couple of months later I called her for a Saturday morning appointment hoping she had forgotten. She remembered. With dread I followed Gina's "trainee" as she called her (around 30) to take me into the room we were going to play in. She was also from Brazil and spoke little or no English. She helped me into the dress, which was way too tight, a blonde wig and red lipstick. I also had backless high heels which were too small for me. I looked at myself in the mirror and it was ridiculous. The trainee giggled and left.

Gina immediately came in, with red lipstick and nails, in a black corset with her breasts flowing out of them. She was a vision. She checked me out, spanked me a bit and saw I was immediately and tremendously aroused. She got on the bed, ordered me to join her and worship her breasts. Soon after with one hand she grabbed the wig and threw it aside, then quickly got the dress off of me, and threw it to the other....

When it was over there was red lipstick all over her face and breasts, and all over my face and parts of me. She turned to me, we laughed, and said, "I couldn't let that" as she grabbed me "go to waste." Unconventional? Yes. Dominant? Absolutely. I was completely intimidated and there for her. (After that she took me to the bathroom and scrubbed the lipstick off me like I was a child or a pet.)