Diary of a Dominatrix

New Members Site

2010-09-02T11:12:00.001-07:00

I have a new members site in the works
It's going to be very exciting with a lot of video clips and access to me as a fetish and femdom advisor. This is an all new endeavor for me and I've been having a great time choosing clips for this.
I can't wait to give you all my new URL for this

Ouchie...More damage thigh high boots trampling

2010-08-04T11:51:00.001-07:00

Close ups of my sexy heels on the human carpet

2010-06-23T13:17:00.000-07:00

Mistress' Feet

2010-06-09T21:31:00.000-07:00

Some pictures of my feet with dark nail polish

Pain, Pain and more Pain

2010-06-08T23:10:00.000-07:00

A Bad MOOD

2010-05-28T22:56:00.001-07:00

I trampled the slave today in such a cruel way. It's just that I was in such a MOOD. Of course this "MOOD" is completely to blame on my mighty hormones, however the awareness of this doesn't stop me from being very short with everyone, and downright mean and nasty. I just don't feel like being nice.
Before the carpet came over today, I also had half a bottle of wine for lunch which typically escalates any mood I may be in. This time, it made me from mean, to a monster.
So I laid him down in the living room and put on some leggings and high stilettos. Then I just went to town on his face and belly. He couldn't take any of what I had to give, because I completely omitted a warm up. I started trampling super hard right from the get go.
He was squirming and screaming, and the more he did that, the harder I trampled. I placed some beautiful marks on him and I felt satisfied with the look. There was unbelievable tension within me, and somehow the trampling just released all the negativity. I feel much better now

Inside the Woman

2010-05-25T19:23:00.000-07:00

Inside the Woman's mind, the dominant woman's mind, it seems absurd that a man would anything else but an object that serves her purpose.
He may be the doormat, the carpet and stepping ground wherever she walks, both figuratively and literally. In doing this he would be fulfilling his life's greatest honor.
I always think that what other way could an omega man contribute and therefore take part in my life? Perhaps some other enslavement...but outside of being my object to use as I please I see very little to no possibility. That is just the way that it is.
Good thing I've become such a master trampler. Many men love to suffer for me, and take great pride in serving me. This is most suited to the choices I've made in my life, so therefore we have all become a very happy family...

Trampling seems to be one of those things that happen to be a natural expression of me.
I think those marks I leave on my subjects are gifts more significant than kisses could ever be. And any one who bears the pain of my heel, is bequeathed with the greatest gifts of all: The divine and infinite feminine love that is present.
Yes I do believe that Female Domination, and therefore trampling, is an exercise in Goddess Veneration and Connection to the Infinite Forces of the Universe.

Sneaker Face Standing- Trampling Clip

2010-05-17T14:57:00.000-07:00

My sister Shalima decides to have a workout on top of my carpets' face. She wears hot running shoes and stands on his face. This type of trampling is very enjoyable to women because we get to completely objectify the man, and step on his face, and get a work out all at the same time. She stands there with her hot puma sneakers and does squats and rises, every now and then when he moves his pathetic face she gives him a hardcore tonguelashing.

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Shopping and Torture

2010-05-13T09:31:00.001-07:00

I'm just preparing for a day of shooting with the carpet, my sister and myself.
I think we are going to do a lot of trampling, jeans face sitting, foot and shoe humiliation and financial domination.
We were talking about having a nice lunch over at the Seafood grill, maybe some raw oysters and champagne, and then we could go and buy some new jeans. The jeans can later be used to torture the slaves face with.
He can also take us to the spa so we can get pedicures, and all he gets to do is wait outside until we're done, so he can pay the bill and then drive us home.
Once there, we're going to crack another bottle of champagne, and start with the wickedness. We are going to change into different outfits and torment the slaves with how hot we look in the stuff he buys us, and how he's never ever allowed to even touch either of of us. We will trample his face and body viciously, and make the peanut of a cock he has into mush. I think we're going to have a lot of fun today, check in later for a video update.

2010-05-11T18:30:00.000-07:00

Trampling and Financial Domination

2010-05-11T15:31:00.000-07:00

So we went shopping with the carpets credit card and pretty much racked it up to its’ limit. Financial Domination and Trampling may go very well together. I believe the humiliation and sacrifice of the doormat is essential in showing submission, love and devotion.
Since the male is an inferior creature and worthless, I am somewhat ruthless in my approach. I make them suffer severely because of the severe lack of integrity of the male. The inherent dichotomy of the male mind is aggravating enough to have most women frustrated and resigned. I on the other hand make use of their pathetic hormonal drives for my own lifestyle choices and sadistic pleasures. And boy do I ever love stepping all over this pathetic plebeian trifle. The screaming, the resisting and all the pain and humiliation satisfies my urges. It gets me high. I feel so elevated and sublime after subjecting the slave to immense amounts of pain. It’s a thrill. And it’s thrilling to have him buy me expensive gifts. My shoes, my clothes my champagne...a diva’s lifestyle.
So here I am stepping on his face again, with the shoes he bought me today, so that his face will become demolished, squished and flattened. I love busting his lips with my shoes and feet. I could just march on the spot for a while, or maybe do the twist. I could jump up and down, and that would make for a very,very painful experience. These are the things that please me today, I am trampling this lowly carpet right into the ground where he belongs. The next day I will trample him again, and then I will do it again.

Trampling and Femdom

2010-05-10T20:34:00.000-07:00

In the world of Female Supremacy and Female Domination, Trampling does play an interesting role. Often considered a fetish activity involving foot fetish and shoe fetishes, I believe its’ severity is mostly undermined. Trampling a man to me is an excellent way to afflict the most amount of pain with the least amount of effort. By the mere act of walking and stepping, I’m pressing one hundred pounds of weight onto the body of my subject. There is indeed many types of pain that is involved. For one the pain of the mentioned weight, secondly the pain of the instrument on the skin, third the pain of the way that I am stepping.
What an enjoyable idea it is, to have the gorgeous mistress walk and step on a rug which is made of human flesh. The human carpet is a fantasy a surprising a mount of men continuously dream of. It is particularly interesting to me, to jump and twist on top of the carpet as to afflict more pain. The scrapes on his body are not dissimilar from kisses all over. A different form of affection, I suppose. An intense expression of emotion. My weight, my body on top of his, mingling with his, in a most intimate fashion, yet refusing and denying any intimacy of the genitals. Submission is to give in to the Mistress’ will. It is to give up your self, and your ego in sacrifice to her unrelenting drive and passion to express what has laid dormant inside. Be it wrath, be it violence be it sheer love of carnage and the wish to cause pain.
In trampling, the sub becomes the proverbial “doormat”. To live out the symbolism in the physical world is significant to ultimate submission and femdom thought. The dominant, sexually expressed female seeks men to dominate and use. She wants to walk all over him...and she does. Being crushed under such a woman is the physical expression of love for her. She takes his body, he gives his body. She gives the pain, he takes it. A communication of the most basic and raw emotions. An entity and world of its’ own, the act of trampling my slave is the act of dehumanizing the male into what he really is: the path I walk on, to where I wish to go. The ground I walk on, beneath the dust of my shoes. The filthy street for which I have little or no regard, unless it’s a particularly useful or beautiful one.
The belly is good for jumps, the face is good for kicks. The groin is good for stepping and the chest I love to scrape. My carpet, My design, My will and no reproach. My libertine lifestyle serves me in the utmost way, and I can recommend all women do the same if they so please.
Trampling is a true expression of my sexual self, and I take the liberty to use a man as a doormat as a matter of course, because that is where he belongs.

2010-05-10T11:40:00.000-07:00

Miss Shalima and I killed our Carpets' credit card. We took it out shopping, went on a little binge and here's the video of us getting home with our loot.

Trampling Video and Humiliation

2010-05-10T11:20:00.000-07:00

Here you'll find my thoughts and reflections on being a dominatrix, my slaves, shooting videos and all the inside scoop to my highly adventurous life.
Being a Sadistic Sexual Addict has its' upside! I do whatever I want, whenever I want. I have different slaves that I use for different things. To me a man is nothing more than a doormat. I love to just walk all over them.