While cruising profiles on “Slave4Master” earlier this summer, i came across one that really grabbed my attention. The profile name was “Dvnt Dom” and the main photo was of a young, thin man posing in his dungeon, with one elbow resting on one end of a baseball bat that was in a vertical position. He was dressed in a black tank top and black pants. His bare arms and neck were covered with tattoos (a feature I normally don’t find attractive... but for Him, He'd look odd without them...). His stats are "31, 5' 9", 100% active, slim build, shaved head, naturally hairless body." His blue eyes, centered on a well-shaped shaved head, stared back at me with an intensity that seemed to dare me to read his profile. It reads as follows:

Are you worthy? I doubt it. I have one golden rule: "You will do as I say and I will do as I please." Is that so hard to understand?

I am an architect of control and practitioner of power exchange. I am a Shibari Nawashi (Japanese style rope bondage artist), and above all, I am a student in the art and science of BDSM and seeker of truth.

My specialties:
Shibari, power exchange, bondage and discipline, corporal punishment, control, humiliation and pride removal, impact play, SM, torment and torture, boot worship, trampling, rough body play, slave training, dog training/puppy play, role play, service utilization and mind fucks.

Too bad you needy little bitch:
I am not sexually attracted to males. That means NO fucking/sucking, NO penetration, NO masturbation, NO rimming, NO raunch, NO kissing or cuddling, NO lovey-dovey crap or romance, NO LTR, NO 24/7.

"Within our impure mind the pure one is to be found." - Hui Neng

Included were several photos of Him, some with a slave in His dungeon. He described Himself as a Professional Dominant and referred the viewer to His website: www.DvntDom.com.

The essence of this site is that Dvnt Dom is a straight, professional Master/Dominant who is available to take a sub- male or female- through their paces in a well-equipped dungeon in downtown Chicago. Further details revealed that nudity on His part is not permitted. And there would be no drugs, no sex or “disgusting ejaculation.” The website is so incredibly well-designed and well-detailed and enticing that i decided to explore further...

i have had numerous dungeon torture sessions with many other men and in several dungeons, literally coast-to-coast. Having a basement dungeon myself, i am always curious about anyone else’s- what do they have in theirs that i could add to mine? What ideas can i find elsewhere? Also, as more and more frequently a Top, i welcome the opportunities to learn from other Dom's. In every torture session, i have been totally naked- not necessarily from the beginning (i’m usually rip/stripped at the start of a typical session) and, with few exceptions, achieved orgasm at the conclusion. Here was a self-avowed, heterosexual bondage and torture expert offering a session of exceptional skills in an exceptional dungeon- without sex or total nakedness- new experiences that intrigued me and i wanted to explore. (The sub pictured in the photos wore only a white jock.) i had just had a session in my dungeon with a young personal trainer who assured me he could handle whips and floggers. We had a fun session, but his whipping/flogging skills were exaggerated. And it left me frustrated for a better whipping/flogging session, soon...

The only hang-up was that a session with Dvnt Dom would cost me: $200 for the first hour; $175 for each additional hour. (i knew i wanted 2 hours...) Not a prostitute (no sex), he referred to these fees as “tributes.” His truly professional services were well worth the fees; the dungeon facilities are quite exceptional and located in a "high rent" convenient part of downtown Chicago. i couldn't begrudge Him the demand for tribute- it seemed fair. The whole concept of such a session so fascinated me that i decided to pursue it... A torture session in the hands of this STRAIGHT young man, in this fabulous dungeon, that would focus solely on bondage, torture, torment, pleasurepain, without the distraction of SEX...

With some trepidation, i clicked on the “contact me” link and wrote a brief letter of introduction, what i was seeking, available dates, etc. To my delight, He replied within a day and set a date of Saturday, September 2 from 10:00 p.m. - 12:00 midnight.

In our subsequent e-mail exchanges, He admitted He was well-experienced with flogging, but not with single tails. However, during those five weeks until our session, He would practice and develop this skill. The dungeon owner was an expert and would teach Him. A few days before September 2, He wrote to me that He was now comfortably skilled with single tails and had even experienced 20 lashes from a bullwhip himself so He would better understand what i would be feeling when He whipped me... He vowed that he would "send you home feeling like a very grateful and lucky slave and show you that when THIS Master does something, He does it RIGHT!" His e-mails were always endearing ("my whipping slave tom") and menacing ("I'm looking forward to having you helplessly balanced in the palm of my hand;" "I'll be seeing you soon, whipping slave... you better be ready for Me!" "Oh, the honor will be mine when I watch you suffer and squirm at the sound of my voice!" "Be prepared to suffer..."

One e-mail exchange involved my asking Him not to wear any cologne, deodorant or after shave during our session. Something that really detracts from a torture session for me is the Top (or bottom) reeking of Eternity or Obsession or anything other than a clean, freshly-showered man. He reassured me by stating "I hardly ever sweat or get 'stinky' because I'm post-human and also, I'm a bit of a naturalist, I don't wear deodorant nor cologne." One of my weaknesses is licking/sucking a Top's sweaty armpits... During our session, when my hands were free between whipping positions, i placed a finger into one of his wet armpits and sucked the moisture off the tip of that finger. On two occasions during the rest of the session, he wiped both of his hands under his arms and rubbed the resulting moisture all over my face. The "feel" was exciting yet there was no odor whatsoever...

September 2 finally arrived and i walked up the stairs to the dungeon, conveniently (and expensively) located in the Loop, a short cab ride from my hotel. When we met, i was almost weak in the knees: His photos didn’t do Him justice. He is a very good looking young man with a killer smile- when He allows it to be visible. Those blue eyes were mesmerizing. He claims to be 31- he could pass for younger. He wore a black tank top exposing those tattooed skinny- and very attractive- arms. Despite his young age, it is quickly apparent that He is in command. His natural charisma and charm are intoxicating. In spite of this, there’s no mistaking that He is a true sadist- an expert who revels in eliciting pleasurepain and torment from His client. After a brief discussion to review what we had exchanged over the prior weeks, W/we entered the dungeon. He laughed at my wide-eyed oogling of my surroundings. The very high (20') ceiling afforded a very tall and wide wooden frame (useful for suspending a sling as well as countless bondage configurations), an industrial hoist/pulley with a trapeeze bar (i instinctively knew i’d be spending most of the two hours hanging by my wrists from that...), a decent sized X-cross, a large leather-covered bondage table, bondage chair, etc.

Our session together would focus on flogging and whipping (in that order) and nipple clamping. From a large wall-mounted cabinet, He selected several floggers and a few single tailed whips and lay them out on the bondage table. i had brought my favorite 3' cat-o'nine tails, a new TomCat and three single tails (a 3' signal, a 6' snake and a 6' nylon bullwhip). The latter was recently purchased by me as a gift for Him. Several pairs of nipple clamps and a few bottles of poppers (his one concession around his "no drugs" policy) completed the inventory.

i stripped down to a black T-shirt, and black jock strap. The former He rip/stripped off of me in stages during the first flogging episode. The jock strap stayed in place.

As i stare at the computer screen, i'm trying to find the proper words to describe what was, without a doubt, the very best, most gratifying, personally fulfilling dungeon torture session of my life so far. This Man's skills are incredible, exciting and unbelievable. He laid 200-300 lashes on me from my neck to my knees, front and back. i felt each stroke and many made me jump/wince. He's left-handed yet the stripes spread out fairly evenly. i surprised myself that i could take so much without the usual crutches of vodka and or weed. Poppers were surprisingly ineffective and unnecessary. He maintained close contact with me- lots of caring, touching and rubbing, close eye contact, frequent "Are you OK?"'s. At one point early into the first flogging episode, He sternly yelled, "Wipe that smile off your face, slave!" i was grinning- i was so excited and enjoying it all... Apparently my facial expression didn't change and He started to laugh, "You can't, can you!?" i started to laugh too, "No, i can't!... SIR!" This interchange didn't interfere with the "mood;" i don't require a "role play" or scenario to explain why i'm being tortured. i enjoy it for what it is- two men enjoying what they're doing together. i'm more of a masochist than a slave and, although i forgot to mention this fact, His intuitive nature picked up on it and He proceeded accordingly, keeping the domination "up" and degradation "down." While He was whipping and flogging me, i was "bound" and determined NOT to use the code words "yellow" and/or "red." However, on two occasions i did say "yellow" and once "red!" i can't help but marvel at His superior skills, especially with the single tailed whips. None of His lashes hit my spine and i find it difficult to convince myself that i was His first slave to be whipped with these single tailed whips.

He used the clamps throughout the session and my nipples were never unclamped. His creativity enhanced the torture from these instruments, including the installation of multiple clamps at the same time. One surprise was the application of tight clamps on my ballsack, through the fabric of the jock i was wearing. The music sound track played over the sound system was incredibly appropriate- and fit the mood and the circumstances.

My motive for sharing this experience with the membership of the Detroit Bondage Club is to spread the word about this young Man and the expert, professional services He offers. I encourage anyone who might be interested to contact Him and arrange a session- you will NOT be disappointed. Without a doubt, He is now the standard by which i compare all future Tops... Feel free to contact me if i can answer any questions: boy4flogging@yahoo.com

It is now five days since our session and i still proudly wear some of His stripes. Sadly, inevitably, they are fading and my nipples are crusted over, but i take comfort and pride in knowing that in a few weeks time, there will be a new set... "Yes SIR! Thank you, SIR!"

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