These stories are found in my book, “Xena: Life As A Dominatrix”, which is found on Amazon: Amazon.Com
Memories from C.Catastrophe :
I used to DJ at some of the parties. I had permission from Mistress Xena to play with other party guests (with their consent), I did stuff I thought I'd never do. Xena would watch all this take place. I remember decorating the dungeon for different events.
Xena would encourage me to explore my own sexuality. I remember experimenting with men, women, and trans people; always under Xena's supervision.
Xena and I would tag-team submissive’s (i.e. take turns with paddling / flogging them).
I remember this doctor lady, who would show up at each party, dressed as a doctor. This was the last party I played with another woman, was with this doctor.
The baseball party: Let's just say it involved a baseball bat, and a man's.... I won't say the rest. Let’s just say… a lot of lubrication was used.
Glory hole: Some dude fell off the glory hole, which was hilarious.
One party, Xena had me dress as a woman. I wore a Wednesday Adams black dress, black fishnets, boots, a short bob wig, and dark make up.
Our doorman: may he rest in peace. His name was Lee. I remember Lee yelling at some guy, "Shut the f*ck up!" because there were 2 women taking off their street clothes, getting naked, only to put on their fetish clothes. So, during the entire time, this one guy at the party kept talking about his gun collection.
A bondage party, our lady friend went down on me, under Xena's supervision. Our lady friend really wanted to perform such act, in front of everyone.
I remember playing in a secret room at the dungeon. Xena + her 3 girlfriends + I. Xena had her friend f*ck me with a strap on. Same night: another friend asked if I like having my face slapped. I said "absolutely not".
Unofficial wedding celebration party: a friend did a 'clown' performance. They tried to scare the audience.
Overall, the parties were fun, and entertaining.
The actions I did at the parties were all erotic because I did this all with Xena. It bonded our relationship. Knowing what I did with Xena is something that men envy.
A lot of men would do this outside their relationship secretly. I had Xena's blessing to do all this consensually with different people, who were either personal friends, slaves, or acquaintances.
I remember when friends would showcase their Shibari Demo's at various parties.
Sci-fi party: people had toy ray-guns. Lite-saber: Xena bought two lite sabers, and that was the end of those lite sabers. Xena shoved both lite sabers up... well.. you can only imagine.
Superhero party: I couldn't look at Batman. I couldn't watch the cape crusader do things I dare not speak of; it would ruin my childhood memories of Batman. I don't even want to think about it. Of course Xena orchestrated the Batman scene.
Xena had a little game called, 'Anal ring toss.' When people would play 'Anal ring toss', I told my friend: "It's your turn". My friend said, "I'm not very good with sports". What’s anal ring toss? You can use your imagination on what it is.
I remember a cross dresser who would show up at the very end of the party. She would hide in the bathroom, only to get ready. 45 mins later (3am), the parties would end.
I remember events where Xena would be so tired at the end of the night; she would ask me to tell people to leave.
I remember cleaning the place, because some of the slaves would be awful at cleaning the place.
I remember being the monitor at lots of the events, keeping everyone in line: making sure no naked butts sat on the couch; telling people to clean up their own messes.
Xena was the host, organizer, and invited me to my very 1st dungeon party I ever attended, in 2009. There was a human foot-stool. Then, I couldn't find Xena at first. She was wearing a wig. She was using a black & decker pecker wrecker, f*cking some guy’s ass with her giant toy.
Another event: Xena placed a dude in the coffin, and left him in there for an hour.
One night I was DJ'ing, I glanced at the St.Andrew's cross, and people were actually f*cking before my eyes. I was doing something right: Creating the mood.
In 2013, Xena wanted the parties in a safe, and alcohol-free environment, so she moved the parties to The Studio.
Xena: These events in Chicago were truly wild (that's an understatement). They lasted from June 2006 to April 2015. It was avant garde, It was kink. It was sex, eye-candy, BDSM, S&M (Stand and Modeling), etc. etc. etc.
I did really enjoy myself at the parties, especially with friends. If the partygoers were having fun, then so was I. In 2015, I stopped the parties 'cold turkey.' It was too much work, too much stress, and too much of a headache to continue these events. Would I want to go back to the past, and throw parties again? No. Why? Because the present moment is what matters the most.
The last fetish party I had attended was in 2019, here in NYC. It was a Torture Garden party. I've never been to a TG party. I guess I had high expectations, since these are world-known parties. The visuals were pretty, the show was nice to watch, all the people dressed in latex was a sight to see. My Dominatrix friend and I, from what I could recall, thought the party was 'boring.' I hate to say it. If there's a big fetish party coming up, I'd be willing to go again, as long as I'm not throwing the party. And, I won't be so jaded about the result.
Love this ..my first party was at the studio..:)