D.S.B. QUEEN
A Dominatrix, Supermodel, Beauty Queen tells all...
By Synthia Esther
When she walks she slinks through the room like a model on the catwalk. Her sable brown hair and dark eyes never look your way as she takes the lone seat on the barstool. She is known to be “Hell On Heels” with the nickname, D.S.B. Queen, short for Dominatrix, Supermodel, Beauty Queen. Perched high on the stool she lives up to her slick nick name as the random spotlight hits her black stiletto boots with stainless steel heels. The flickering light produces a kaleidoscope of color when bouncing off the wall of mirrors that line the back of the bar.
Her sense of ease is noticeable as she waits for mice of men to bite the bit of alluring bate. She's confident, stylish, and easy on the eyes. There is no cheese in the trap she sets, and no doubt in her mind the bait will draw out the takers. She may be high maintenance but she's certainly not cheesy.
D.S.B. Queen is confident, sexy, and exotic, as she flips a twenty on the counter to pay for the glass of champagne she ordered. The bartender watching from his peripheral vision turns and winks a blue eye appeased with the eye candy before him. He leans onto the counter smiling while maintaining direct eye contact . With a deep male testosterone voice he makes his first appeal, “This ones on me.” With biceps as large as Queens well enhanced breast job, he is a sight most women would swoon over. Queen nodes her head in a gesture of thanks, while returning his intense stare.
She's use to the attention and clamor her glamorous looks attract. She also knows she holds the triumph card to any power play she may choose to engage in. Her girlfriend who came with her, Tonya , shakes her head as she goes to play pool. She chooses to watch the show from afar with a smirk. “There's another one, she thinks to herself.” A man can be seen on all fours begging like a dog who is hungry for food, love and sexual attention. Queen is amused, asking Mr. Don Won Wanna Be, “You want a snack?” While shaking his head yes in positive affirmation he is quick to reply, “Yes... I do.”
Out of her black leather Gucci handbag, D.S.B. Queen pulls out a small can of gourmet dog food. I told you she wasn't cheesy. Not wanting to break one of her freshly manicured fingernails, with a quick flip of her wrist she carefully opens the can. Her eye's look intensely into his as she speaks, “Eat this if you want to hold my attention.” Mr. Don Won Wanna Be is a geek computer specialist by trade. He takes one look at the dog food and starts to laugh hysterically. “You gotta be kidding m... Queen holds her index finger up and in the air as she moves it ever so gracefully from left to right as she pointedly injects, “No, no, no, no, no....I didn't say you could speak, and I'm not kidding.” He starts to get up from his kneeling position as queen catches his shoulder blade with her steel spike heel gently coaching home back on his knees, “I never said you could stand up either....stay on your knees!” This obviously turned Mr. Wanna Be on as he obeyed her request. Ms. Queen finishes the last bit of champagne in her glass placing it on the bar top to her right.
She never blinks an eye while her intense stare breaks and darts to the blond headed, green eyed hunk of a body builder who has taken the seat next to her. He speaks in a low whisper with one eyebrow raised, “Hello Ms. Queen, my name is Tom and I'll eat the dog food for you.” She replies, “I don't recall I offered you any.” Without hesitation Tom gets down on his knees with his head bowed in humble submission, “Please allow me beautiful Lady Queen, to eat the dog food .” Tom turns his head sharply, looking at Mr. Wanna Be, he states, “he wasn't appreciative of receiving from your most gracious and kind heart.”
Meanwhile... the bartender has placed another glass of champagne to Queens left side as he injects his two cents worth, “the champagne is from the guy in the black suit, white cuffed shirt, and somewhat purple looking tie, he is standing to the right of your small audience. While I have your attention, I'll eat the dog food for you, too!” His smile is almost as broad as his shoulders. Queen begins to laugh as she coyly answers his request, “I'll think about it.”
The crowd in the bar has gathered momentum surrounding the area around Queen, and the two men on their knees, Tom and Mr. Wanna Be. Many were taking bets around the pool table. A pot bellied man nick named Harry Larry in a slurred, rather intoxicated southern dialect gives his male chauvinistic opinion, “ No reallll... mannn would eat the dog food! She ain't that finne! And this anit't damn California.”
Another Southern gent named Blake animately agrees, “Harry Larry is right. This is Atlanta, Georgia. We are in a local well frequented bar, not the 'Power Exchange Fetish Club' in San Fransisco!” Harry Larry is quick to ask, “you been there Blake?” Blake replies in a matter of fact tone, “yeah I've been there, and they don't make you eat dog food!”
Harry Larry inquisitively asks, “what'd they wont ya to do... eat kitty litter?” Blake smiles and responds, “they just tied me up, walked over my back with 5 inch platform heels, spit in my face and hit me with a leather whip about 50 times.” Harry Larry shakes his head from left to right as he places his empty beer bottle into the trash can and loads his bottom gum with chewing tobacco . Blake shoots the 8 ball into the pocket adding, “I was surprised...it really turned me on.”
Tonya, an amazon women standing almost six feet tall, is a beauty in her own right, but is not into dominance and submission. She is also not a Tranny. However, she does know a good bet when she sees one. With a quirky smile Tonya pipes up in a nonchalant manor addressing the conversation, “I'll give you both two to one, any and every guy DBS Queen tells to eat her gourmet dog food will do it.”
The red necks around the pool table all turn their heads at once as if they were synchronized swimmers, staring and waiting for Harry Larry and Blake to reply. Harry Larry's answer is quick and to the point, “Bets on Baby,” as he spits tobacco into a throw away cup. Blake injects, “I'm not betting. I think they will eat the dog food.” Tonya amusingly thinks to herself, “hum....This will be an easy $50 bucks. Men always take the bate given by a beautiful women...because they want sex. The game has nothing to do with who wins as long as in the end they think they are going to have sex with a beautiful women.”
Meanwhile, self assured Tonya is having a difficult time keeping an eye on Queen as the crowd continues to grow with interest. She's also winning every game of pool she plays. Tonya knows some of the guys let her win in hopes of taking her home for the night. Then again, she's really good at playing pool. She also doesn't go home with a man she doesn't know. Abruptly, Tonya stops the game of pool for a moment as the crowd around Queen begins to clap in thunderous applause. Harry Larry turns to watch as well, moving to the bar next to the pool tables to order another beer.
Queen has taken out two more cans of gourmet dog food. She places them opened, one in front of the bartender on the bar top to her left, with the other can to her right. She motions for Tom, who is still on his knees to stand. She is still holding Mr. Wanna Be's can in the palm of her right hand. She motions for him to stand as well. Each time the men obey her commands the crowd grows in number, applauds with enthusiasm and responds with intent interest.
Queen speaks and the crowd is silent, “I want you each to place your hands behind your back, with your right hand palm cradling your left wrist. Hold your hands in place like a tight set of handcuffs. When I count to three the man who finishes his can of dog food first, is who I will blindfold and take home with me. Mr. Wanna Be, your can of dog food will be next to Tom, (she places the can a few feet away from Tom), so you will all have an equal opportunity to win my abusive demands for the night. If you have questions when I say now, you may raise your left hand while keeping your right hand in place behind your back. Now... Tom raises his left hand to speak.
Queen speaks, “And your question Tom?” “Does the night include breakfast in the morning?” It might...but then again it could be another can of gourmet dog food, scrambled in eggs and served hot. As for me it would be steak and eggs, with 7 grain toasted bread, butter and blueberry jam, with a side of orange juice and coffee, or it might be stuffed french toast with hand whipped cream. One never knows for sure what Queen will choose for you to do, any other questions?”
Harry Larry is heard in the back ground, “Be a man dude, don't eat the dog food! You are putting all men down if ya do!” He stammers when he talks, “That woman has gon crrazy. No man should put up with that sh--!” The owner of the club Mr. Cash tells his security guard to shut Harry Larry up or escort him out of the club. Mr. Cash laments, “He's bad for business but this Lady packs the house!” The security guard gives Harry Larry a strong warning and he agrees to abide by it.
The crowd continues to gather around Queen with half of the dance floor empty. Mr. Cash thinks this is great for business as people line up around the bar ordering another round of drinks. Queens voice is heard loud and clear as the crowd anticipates her count of three. One.....two...three...each of the men begin to eat the dog food directly from the can. Strangely they seem to like the attention from the crowd.
Tonya collects her money as the bet with Harry Larry was based upon the men eating dog food, not the amount or who finished first. Harry Larry said he was going to move back to Alabama because Georgia had gone to the dogs! Mr. Cash hoped he would. As Tonya counts her money, Queen arrives by her side. She inquisitively asks, “How much money did you collect this time?” Tonya replies while laughing, “Not as much as I will the next time you decide to play Dominatrix, Supermodel, Beauty Queen.”
Queen is flanked by Tom and Mr. Wanna Be, who tied in her dog food eating contest. They are both arm in arm with Queen, one to her left, and another on her right. Tonya walked out behind them talking on her cell phone. You could hear her one sided responsive conversation. “We had fun...just another regular girl's night out...do you want to meet for breakfast?”
D.S.B. Queen is heard as she talks to her two slaves for the night, “have either of you heard of the seven deadly sins?” Harry Larry, Blake and a few others follow as they hang on her every word. Queen had both men do various chores for the rest of the evening. Her two bedroom condo looked like a show house with all the dusting, mopping, and vacuuming done. She looked at her reflection in the freshly cleaned mirror as she announced, “Mr. Wanna B you can leave now...as I think Tom has shown more dedication to my desires and interests.”
Once gone Queen turned her attention to Tom who looked into her eyes with fascination and lustful desire. She and Tom continued to carry on their D & S relationship for another 6 months. Tom's devotion never wavered as Queen's conning power, control and manipulation kept his heightened interest. As her sex slave, Tom abided by Queens rules, regulations and whims even when asked to assassinate and kill her husband Steve. Queen told Tom, “I will never be free to rule as your master unless Steve is killed. As fate would have it, the crime lead back to Queen and Tom's twisted slave and master relationship. Both were found guilty in a court of law with Judge Walter Finske stating, “It seems to me that writers of fiction would struggle to come up with a plot such as this.”
Note:
This story was based on the true life account involving sex slave Cornelius Thomassen, and dominatrix Tracey Seward. Seward's sex “slaves” helped to kill her lover, Phillip Brierley, who was the father of her three children.
“Manchester Evening News, Mike Slingsby, 10/12/2003.”
Cornelius Thomassen, a Dutch train driver, met mother of three Tracey Seward, via an Internet chat room, becoming a willing slave and pawn in the killing plan because of the pair's obsession with bondage, domination and sado-masochism. But a judge at Manchester Crown Court, David Maddison, heard that 48 year old Thomassen played only a minor role in the conspiracy and was not involved when Seward's lover was shot in the head and dismembered before his body was dumped in a river. Thomassen is now serving an eight-year jail sentence, most of which he will serve in Holland following an agreement with the British authorities.
Thomassen had admitted conspiring to murder 42 year old Phillip Brierley, who was killed with an antique revolver after he was enticed to a disused garage in sale. In the summer of last year Seward, 38, of Arnesby Avenue, another of her lovers, Gloria Previtall and the gunman, Christopher Cassidy, were all jailed for life after admitting the murder.
Seward, the court was told, used her power over men to hatch the plot to have Brierley, the father of her children, murdered so that she could start a new life with Previtall. Seward and Previtall had planned the perfect murder after reading a book entitled “Unsolved Murders - Dismemberment of Bodies”. Seward told her “slaves” she would never be free unless Brierley was killed.
BESTIALITY CONNECTION – CRUSH VIDEOS
They all had a perverted interest in sado-masochism and other sex fetishes and Seward was involved in “crush” videos – in which small animals would be killed during sexual activity.
BIBLICAL WARNINGS
2nd Peter 2:4-10, “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but sent them to hell, putting them into gloomy dungeons to be held for judgment; (5) if he did not spare the ancient world when he brought the flood on its ungodly people, but protected Noah, a preacher of righteousness, and seven others; (6) if he condemned the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah by burning them to ashes, and made them an example of what is going to happen to the ungodly; (7) and if he rescued Lot, a righteous man, who was distressed by the filthy lives of lawless men (8) for that righteous man, living among them day after day, was tormented in his righteous soul by the lawless deeds he saw and heard – (9) if this is so, then the Lord knows how to rescue godly men from trials and to hold the unrighteous for the day of judgment, while continuing their punishment. (10) This is especially true of those who follow the corrupt desire of the sinful nature and despise authority.”
2nd Peter 2:14-19, “With eyes full of adultery, they never stop sinning; they seduce the unstable; they are experts in greed – an accused brood! (15) They have left the straight way and wandered off to follow the way of Balaam son of Beor, who loved the wages of wickedness. (16) But he was rebuked for his wrongdoing by a donkey – a beast without speech – who spoke with a man's voice and restrained the prophet's madness. (17) These men are springs without water and mists driven by a storm. Blackest darkness is reserved for them. (18) For they mouth empty, boastful words and, by appealing to the lustful desires of sinful human nature, they entice people who are just escaping from those who live in error. (19) They promise them freedom, while they themselves are “slaves” of depravity – for a man is a “slave” to what ever has mastered him.
James 1:13-15, “When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; (14) but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. (15) Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.”
