MY EXPERIENCES
Every session leaves a mark. Some take place in my private dungeon in Perpignan. Others in unexpected places: hotel, parking lot, Cap d’Agde, restaurant…
Here are accounts of real sessions. Without filter. Without embellishment.
I am Mademoiselle, Dominatrix in Perpignan. What you read here actually happened. According to My rules, My pace, and My pleasure.
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First time in my dungeon
Tonight I want nothing soft. I want silence, precision, and a body that exists only for me.
He was waiting for me in front of the SNCF station, exactly on time. Good point.
Into a shop.
Paradise. Narrow aisles. Smell of leather, latex, new plastic. Quiet music. A few customers in the distance.
Hotel room
That evening I did not want my dungeon. I wanted a neutral place. Impersonal. A hotel room.
He was waiting in the corridor, as agreed. When I opened the door, he stepped forward and kissed my hand. Eyes lowered. I let him in. I locked the door.
“On your knees.”
He obeyed while I removed my coat. Black latex. Cap. Boots. Nothing else.
I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. For a long time.
Holidays in Cap d’Agde
Mademoiselle had decided the summer would be long.
Not a session.
Not a weekend.
A training.
The submissive arrived on a Monday morning at Agde station, suitcase in hand.
Restaurant then dungeon
That evening I did not have him come directly.
I had first summoned him to the restaurant. Table at the back, low lighting, away from overly curious eyes.
He was already seated when I arrived. Hands flat on the tablecloth, as I had ordered. Eyes lowered.
Couple in my dungeon
They arrived together. Him already a little too eager. Her stiffer, but obedient.
Appointment at the indicated address.
The intercom rings: elevator, 3rd floor left.
Once inside the apartment, they handed me the envelope. I took it without a word.
“You. In bra and panties. On your knees. You, stand up. Go to the bathroom, change as discussed, and come back facing me.”
Underground parking
I had him come to an underground parking lot, late. Few cars. Cold lighting. Echoes.
He was waiting near the pillar, as agreed. When I arrived, he stepped forward and kissed my hand. Eyes lowered.
I said nothing. I made him kneel between two cars.
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