Dominatrix Diaries: I'm coming home to Scotland with my eyes wide and my heart full.
- Aug 15
- 2 min read

I arrived in London ready to be inspired. Edinburgh has my heart and soul, but sometimes she needs me too much. There is a lot of responsibility that comes with being there. London, on the other hand, doesn't need anything from me.
I have been absolutely spoiled throughout this entire trip, and it started the moment I stepped off the train at King's Cross. My new submissive, R, had arranged a private car to collect me, so there was no faffing around trying to find an Uber driver. I simply walked off the train and straight into a waiting car with a very cheery driver.
When I arrived at my apartment, I was completely delighted. It's beautiful, and I'm already so sad that I have to leave next week. I'm hoping I can return to the same place next August, because it has been the perfect little escape.
This trip I have made the conscious effort to reach out and find more people like me, kinksters and fetishists who don't subscribe to how a Dominant or submissive should behave. I made a new friend on my 3rd or 4th day here, who I joke has enrolled me in "Whip Academy" as he has me doing various challenges in his studio to improve my whip skills - Rocco Grigio. We talk about the demonisation of old school fetishists, and joke about creating our own sex party just for solo wankers.
I have the privilege to be allowed use Miss Alexandra Wildfire's studio, a play space to die for. Genuinely I've never done sessions anywhere like it, it's just like her - very glamorous. Its also extremely well equipped with every piece of furniture you could ever use in the one room. My sessions there are all with submissives who have seen me before (bar one) and all of them end with us fantasising about whats next, what's left for us to try? One of my sessions included a heavy ballbusting scene, something I haven't done in a while, and I swear I was floating for the rest of the evening.
Other highlights included two trips to Liberation in Soho, where my latex sub A had the pleasure of spoiling me, a dinner with a gorgeous Dominatrix from Belgium who I think I may have fallen in love with, drinks with kinky friends, drag shows, and photoshoots with talented photographers whose attention to detail I envy. There were also days spent entirely for myself, lying in the sun and doing absolutely nothing but enjoying the moment.
Oh London, this Scottish Dominatrix will be back in no time. (Literally, I'm booked for a TMTY in early September!)



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