I know a lot of dommes who keep a ready stable of playthings, lovers they can call up at a moment’s notice and set an evening into motion.

But I’ve always been more spontaneous, a woman who likes to live without knowing exactly how an evening will end. This weekend, I went out with a submissive date, a man who lives to please, who loves to please. In fact, he will do anything I whisper in his ear. We were in a corner booth at a jazz club, and I noticed a young woman watching us. She was by herself, and she seemed to be more interested in our little corner of the room than in the combo on the stage. I told Darren to invite her over. He didn’t balk. He didn’t ask me what I had in mind. He simply strode to her table at the next lull in the music and invited her to join us. At least, that’s what... Read More