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Of Dominating a male is sexual to Me.  The feelings of excitement are the reason I do this, and these are some of My favorites:
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v Total Power Exchange

There is nothing quite as incredible as having a male come to Me,  fully dressed and in possession of all the trappings of his own personal power, dignity, and masculine pride, so that I can slowly force him to succumb to My Will.  I enjoy looking into his eyes as I have him strip until he is completely naked, and watching the gradual glaze of submission come over him.  I thrill to see him begin to quiver at the sight of me standing before him like a Superior Being, then get down on his knees before Me and kiss My powerful booted feet.  The sight of him groveling like a humble slave before Me sends currents of sexual excitement through My body.  And that excitement is what fuels My fantasies and gives Me ideas for things I am going to do to him to force him further under My control.

 
v Ass worship and ass training

 My Ass, whether it is encased in a sheath of shiny, skin-tight, black leather or  revealed in all its naked power as I present My musky cheeks to his obsequious face to enter and demonstrate his utter subservience to My Superiority, will become the absolute, total focus of My slave 's attention for extended periods of time.  I love to be serviced in this way because there is no more abject demonstration of a male's submission to Me.  His ass, on the other hand will be raised toward My paddle, My cane, My crop, or My whip as I discipline him for simply being a male.  He will also present his ass to me so that I can enter him with My strap-on and ravish him thoroughly to show him that he is just something to be used and abused for My pleasure.
 

v Blindfolds 

 One of My greatest amusements is to watch a man's eyes as I place a leather blindfold on him, extinguishing his vision, and forcing him to crawl awkwardly as I subject his unseeing body to sensations of pleasure and pain.
 

v Bondage and discipline

I have become an expert at creative forms of restraint that will leave my slave helpless and unable to resist anything I may choose to inflict upon him.  Watching him struggle and strain and squirm in frustrated futility provokes feelings of contempt in Me and fires My sadistic urges. 

 
Nipple torture.  

The very sight of a man's bare nipples incites me to stroke them gently, to pinch them, twist them, pull them and fasten clamps and other devices to them as he grimaces both with anguish and anticipation.

 
Candle wax.

I love to hold a long, thick candle in my gloved fingers and feel its hardness as I light it.  Then I watch my slave's face as he sees me tilt the candle ever so slightly, waiting for the first drop of hot, molten wax to fall on his naked, unprotected flesh. 

 
v Chastity

No slave of Mine should dare expect to find sexual release unless it is in My presence and with My permission.  He will learn the frustration of being imprisoned in a device that will ensure that I am in full control of his sexuality and the sole judge of whether he will be allowed that release.

 
v Cock and ball torture.

The male genitals.  Of course they hold great interest for Me.  And what better way to show him the Power of Woman than to imprison his genitals, bind them, and inflict upon them the most exquisite, unimaginable pain.  Pain that will shrivel his will and reduce him to a cowering slave before Me.

 
v Collar and lead

The accoutrements of his status in life while with Me.  My slaves wear leather collars that brand them as dogs and slaves.  They soon grow to love the feeling of wearing them as a badge of humility and servitude.  And I love to clip a lead to that collar and force them to crawl at My feet as I take them through their paces.

 
v Sissification.

What male has not had the fantasy of being forced to dress in the frilliest of lingerie and treated as a sissy slut.  I am well versed in the intricacies of this training and I love nothing better than to turn a macho male into a mincing trollop and teach "her" how to live as a female. 
 

v Dildos and strap-ons.  

The very act of fastening the buckles on my strap-on harness fills me with a trembling excitement.  I enjoy the way it bounces arrogantly as I stride around the room while a pathetic slave cowers in anticipation of what I am going to do to him.  I enjoy forcing him on his knees in front of Me and standing with My legs firmly planted apart as he crawls to pay homage to My wicked instrument of pleasure.

 
v Paddling/spanking.

I am so enraptured by the act of punishing a male that I have come to revere the types of instruments I use.  I have accumulated a collection of the finest, hand-crafted leather whips and crops, the most carefully-selected rattan canes, and a small group of paddles of various weights and descriptions.  I have practiced the art of whipping and caning for so long now, that I am able to extract every type of emotion and physical reaction from a man through My expertise in their use.

 

v Humiliation and degradation

I can't think of anything that excites Me more than degrading a male.  I quiver at the very thought of forcing him to perform acts so debasing and disgusting that he will be reduced to nothing in his own mind.  He will become so in awe of My power and My feminine superiority that he will eagerly beg to do things that make it clear he is as nothing before Me.  And the very act of commanding him to do these things fills me with the most primal kind of lust.  I am extremely creative and twisted when it comes to thinking of newer and more unimaginably humiliating acts you can perform for Me. How low can I make you go?

 
v Foot Fetish.  

My feet are sexy and soft to the touch, but they are extremely powerful.  They represent so many things.  They will become your objects of worship as you kiss them in obeisance and humility.  They will also represent My superiority as I walk on you, trampling you as if you were nothing more than a carpet or a piece of dirt.  I have high, curved arches and painted toenails that react to the touch of a wet tongue.

And, whether I am barefoot, wearing silky, smooth stockings, or clad in spiked heels or heavy, black boots, My feet will be in your face a good deal of the time.  You will clean them, smell them, massage them and pay homage to them to show your submission to My femininity and My superiority.