Last year we were at the lifelike sex doll FemDom Ball for the first time.
It's a night that only happens once a year: the FemDom Ball, an annual event that draws the best dominatrices, lovers and their loyal submissives from around the world to London for a night of drinks, entertainment and - of course - a little bdsm.
Last year we were at the lifelike sex doll FemDom Ball for the first time. This time it was new for two of the three of us. I was lucky enough to have been there last year so I had a better idea of what to expect. Still, if I learned anything from last year's FemDom Ball, it's to always expect the unexpected.
There were some similarities: the venue was the same, there seemed to be an unspoken dress code, all we needed was a bright Bondara pink and they matched the brand perfectly.
Inspired by the last minute room service (because I think every formal event should be preceded by a chip), we hopped in a cab and off we went!
It was a night with a bunch of masked lifelike cheap sex dolls for mistresses, a fashion show with incredibly pretty latex dresses and spanking, flogging and whipping for the submissive. We recognized some of our lovers from last year - one in particular was disappointed that his enthusiastic courtship at last year's party hadn't turned any of us into sadists.
Strangely, whenever I was in the presence of these women, I felt empowered and confident—the memory of watching submissive women get their crotch whipped faded by comparison. In the words of an American abuser who stalked past our table: “There is love in this room tonight. Support lifelike sex doll for men. I love it."
