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From The Editor We are Pro Doms. We are healers, mothers, destroyers, perverts, prostitutes, gangsters, objects, Goddesses, actors, directors, set designers, writers, editors, creators, disposable and keepers of the flame. We are that spark of energy that transforms the mediocre man in the dress code suite, complete with shit stained underware and bad breath into a sensual instrument played by our hand, a conduit for the energy that we make flow from our fingers and spark off his body. Energy that we can conjure, truly, in the palm of our hand. Oh, so we are not healers, not prostitutes? Well whose energy is it? Some would say that the intense, trusting play performed for pay goes against their morals. Only a 'partner' should be entrusted with those secrets. Some would say those hot hands that tie rope and swing whips are stealing energy that should go into massage, into painting, piano and other forms of appropriate creation.
We are not appropraite. We keep the flame, we call it forth and seduce, destroy, build our clients up again according to our own whims, the universal blueprint of the moment. We are that moment when the scene flows, disbelief is suspended, and the fantasy is palpable. Some of us live it 24/7, some of us go back and forth, but we all are keepers of the flame, our collective magic. read on
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About the editor... About the editor... Carrie has been involved in the NY bd/sm scene for over 13 years. She was told not to start her own dungeon read on |
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