Miss Matthews

What will happen when I come to see you, Miss?

“What will happen when I come to see you, Miss?” is probably the question I’m asked most often by new clients. It’s a perfectly reasonable question, yet I don’t have an answer for it, beyond “How on earth should I know?”


 I realise that doesn’t make me sound terribly professional. So I’m writing this piece in explanation.

When a submissive goes to visit a dominatrix there’s an unspoken game afoot that the dominatrix is in charge. This is, of course, nonsense. The submissive is in charge, from first moment of contact to final slamming of the door. The submissive chooses the rules of his submission, every last one. He decides the role-play, the amount of pain he can take, the implements, the positions, the outfits. If he doesn’t choose them explicitly, he does so implicitly, by means of his body language during the session; but more usually, he sets the boundaries in the correspondence that takes place beforehand. So: what will happen in a session with me? Here’s the long answer.

Have you been spanked before? If so, what kind of scenarios, implements, positions, do you know work for you? Most usually, however, those who ask what happens in a session have not been spanked before, or they’d know what a meaningless question they’re asking. So: what would you like to happen? What have you dreamed about happening when you come to see a dominatrix? Whatever it is, that’s what we’ll do, if at all possible, beyond my own clearly defined limits: no smoking, no racial abuse, no scat. A chap contacted me today wanting me to wear a blue duffel coat while he went over my knee, the shiny toggles moving against my nipples as I spanked him. I’ll do that. Another wanted us to start the session in a busy pub, where I scold him loudly, before pushing him out the door yelling that I’m taking him home to discipline him. Fine. Some want their balls tied, their anuses caned, their ears twisted, their nipples smeared in deep heat; some want to paint and stroke my toes; some want to sit and talk for forty minutes before being pushed over my knee and spanked until they cry. Some won’t be happy until they’re bleeding; others can’t be marked at all, and ask only for a gentle, fun-filled session. 

Do you see?  Anything you like will happen. You tell me and I create it.
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f you don’t give me any clues as to what you want, I will probably feel disinclined to see you. If you’re genuinely clueless as to what you want, probably the session will go something like this. I will open the door, smiling, usher you in, offer you a chair and a drink, and encourage you to tell me a little about yourself. I’ll be wearing a fairly short skirt, stockings, heels and a smart blouse, because I know most clients don’t object to that. I’ll ask how experienced you are, how long you’ve been interested in discipline. If you’re brand new I will put you over my knee for a hand spanking. Quickly I should be able to gauge how much you can take. It’s amazing how people’s tolerance differs. If you struggle with a hand, I will keep to a hand, perhaps finishing with a dozen of my gentlest strap at the end, just so you feel you’ve been pushed a little. I will try some role-play, but if you don’t respond well to it, I will simply chat to you, or stay silent and let you revel in the sensation of being over my stockinged knee, receiving your spanking. When it’s over, I will tell you how brave you’ve been. I will, in short, do everything I can to ensure you’re happy and comfortable in our session, that it’s everything you want it to be - even if you’re not sure what you want.
That is what will happen when you come to see me. 

Email ms.clarahewitt@hotmail.co.uk and we can arrange a date.