In mid-June I attended the first international Femdom event I’ve been to when in the company of a slave. Prior to the Femdom Summit in Bucharest, I’d been approached by a few potential slaves offering to accompany me there. However, I chose slave m to be there with me because of our solid D/s relationship, history of play and excellent rapport, which had cemented itself over a year and a half of monthly sessions. I knew that slave m could serve my needs as a Domme by being courteous, well-presented and ensuring that my costs were covered, as well as being ready to submit his body if Mistress was in the mood for play!
My main motivation for coming to the Summit was to meet Ladies from the international community and simply enjoy hearing their stories. But it was also an opportunity to strengthen my D/s relationship with my slave. On the evening of my arrival in Bucharest, I summoned my slave to my hotel room for a special moment. After 17 months of service, I felt it was time for him to wear my collar. I presented him with the thick leather collar complete with huge O-ring that I had got at the German Fetish Fair the previous week, and fastened it round his neck. He promised to obey me, serve me and worship me for the duration of our D/s relationship, his pride for wearing my collar shining through his submissive eyes.
As it happened, we were in for an absolutely fun-packed few days at the Summit. It being my first time in Romania, I was keen to see the sights, so on my first full day there I was on a trip that took 35 Dommes and their slaves to the opulent Peleș Castle in Wallachia and the fabled Bran Castle in Transylvania, the latter known for its association with Dracula. The coach-load of us (led by host Matriarch Ezada Sinn) not only enjoyed the visits, soaking up the history of these incredible places, but it gave us the chance to meet each other and bond from Day One. On the sometimes winding road through some gorgeous countryside on the way back to my hotel, I felt very connected to my peers after a fabulous day. We Dommes had all activated our innate inner vampires ready to sink our fangs into the juicy remainder of our time in Romania! Slave m had made a good impression on me (thankfully, as we were together for 14 hours continuously that day!) by engaging in conversation when I wanted him to, but also giving me space and silence when I needed it.
Day Two was to be an exciting mixture of culture, cuisine and camaraderie. Under my instruction, slave m bought tickets for a walking tour around Bucharest, luckily on a warm, sunny day which showed the city at its best. I learned about the rich history of the city, from its early Ottoman-ruled days, through to its days under a monarchy when the neo-classical architecture sprung up, through to Communist rule and the brutalist buildings that accompanied it, and beyond into modern times. The architecture as a whole was eclectic, chaotic even, and made for a fascinating morning that ended outside Ceausescu’s imposing and decadent palace of 1001 rooms. It made me think how much it would make a great home for the Femdom Summit once it inevitably expands to that size!
After returning to my hotel, slave m was once again summoned to my room, but this time for a session that had him tied up (making use of my new Shibari skills), eating crushed fruit from my feet and taking 120 strokes of my cane. A great precursor to the evening’s entertainment!
The Day Two evening event was a traditional Romanian meal organised by hosts Mistresses Kennya and Ezada, in a restaurant on the outskirts of one of the main parks. I was one of the first to arrive, dressed in my leather dress and heels, and accompanied by slave m, whose chastity keys I wore on a chain around my neck. Slave m obviously found sitting down a tad uncomfortable to my glee. As the other Dommes filtered in with their slaves, an authentic Romanian band began to play and the dancing began, with us attempting a traditional dance with varying degrees of success! I was surrounded by Ladies from all over the world and it felt fantastic, all here to make the best time of what we had. I had a fan-girl moment when I spotted Dominatrix Iris, whose aesthetic I have admired for a long time on Instagram, so I had to go to her table and thank her for her inspiration. What a beautiful, elegant, gracious Lady, so warm in taking time to talk to me. I was honoured to have that moment with her. The rest of the night was a combination of more enthusiastic dancing, chatting to Domme friends new and old, and tasting the culinary faire of the host country.
Day Three was always going to be the big day, and how does one prepare for an auspicious awards and party night? By going to the biggest spa in Europe of course! The Therme in Bucharest was a feast for the senses, with slave m again accompanying me around a labyrinth of indoor and outdoor swimming pools, saunas, steam rooms, monsoon showers and a myriad of other pampering places! After sweating the previous night’s antics out through my pores, I went on a lounger under infra-red lamps and felt I was on a beach in the Caribbean. Slave M made sure my hydration was taken care of before grabbing a cab for us in time for my hair-do. So busy was this day that I had barely left enough time for getting ready for the night and having dinner, then BOOM! I was in a cab to the Awards Ceremony and Goddess Party, feeling and looking fabulous in my backless, floor-length leopard print dress and heels.
To say I was impressed by the scale of the effort put into the Awards Ceremony is an understatement. The Femdom Summit had gone way more than the extra mile to ensure that this star-studded occasion had the right venue. The 3000-capacity arena was arranged in a way that the space was used intelligently, with tables to accommodate all of us, plus the inevitable photo area (where I had the pleasure of posing several times with other stunning Ladies!). There was a 5-foot high stage with catwalk, with a huge LED board behind it, flashing an array of graphics that showcased the Ladies in attendance and was accompanied by a fantastic sound system with bass that you could feel in your core.
The first to win an award was Damazonia, whom was presented her award by Mistress Tess, and whose legendary contribution to Femdom cannot by ignored. She gave an emotional acceptance speech urging all of us Dommes to keep on creating our art in a world that suppresses us so much. This resonated with me as someone who has struggled to find momentum with my art and creativity at times, and perhaps this speech inspired me to be right now writing this blog on my flight home from the Summit. Also very moving was Ava Von Medisin’s speech, about remembering where you came from and what got you into Femdom, which I felt in my heart being someone who came from a small town and extremely isolated in my early years, feeling different and not knowing how to express my sexuality back then. One of the most touching speeches though was from Sultana Queen Aisha, who talked about her Iranian heritage and being from a country where she could be stoned to death for being what she is today. There were so many well-deserved awards and stirring speeches that have left a profound impact on me.
It was time for the Goddess Party after the awards, and I had no hesitation in leading slave m in front of the stage. He had stripped down to shiny, tight shorts for me, back exposed, for a reason. He was about to get a very public whipping! I got out my 4-foot snake whip and launched myself into lashing his back, playing tag team with my friend Goddess Seira in this intense session! Slave m was impeccable in his behaviour, receiving all of these strokes of the whip for his Mistress. I finally got slave m to get me a cab back to my hotel at 1am and dismissed him…then found myself in a room with three other Mistresses (who will remain nameless!) whom I had a ball with until it was almost light…and it was time to go home the next day.
I am a Mistress of 17 years, and very much a lone wolf until 2020, when many of us were in need of connection. It was then that I started networking with other Dommes for the first time in my career, and started going to events post-Covid lockdown. I can truly say that this type of event is absolutely essential for personal and professional growth if you’re a Domme. I don’t know how I managed to be isolated for so long, missing out on the connection, inspiration and encouragement of other Ladies in this industry. Events like the Femdom Summit are so very important, and this event was a particularly good one for uniting us under one roof. We are much better connected for the experience, and I urge other Dommes who might not be feeling confident enough to get out there and network! We are overwhelmingly a very supportive community here to nurture and inspire. Get out there and be badass!
One more thing…slave m did brilliantly in his role serving me at the Summit and has now set the high watermark for himself and other slaves on my future Femdom events!
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