I almost bowed

My experience at DomCon LA 2022, Part 1

Within less than a minute of walking through the doors and asking an exhibitor for directions, I had a forever remember moment. I heard a voice say “I can help” and felt her stalk up behind me. I blinked and there she was standing nearly six feet tall in stilettos, her gorgeous grey hair pulled perfectly back, glowing skin and wearing a form fitting, sleeveless light black dress with thin deep black straps criss-crossing over the front. I almost bowed. 


She took me in, eyes moving from side-to-side as I tried to speak. It was as if my mouth had turned to glue as I felt her powerful, penetrative energy upon me. I realized why people pay large amounts of money for her attention — in her prior life as a pro domme or now as a skillful educator passing on her wisdom. After a few attempts I managed to complete the sentence, “I’m looking for the FemDomme Social.”


She handed her phone to a very attentive man standing right beside her who looked like he was plucked from central casting as an IT guy. He quickly responded with the room number and she repeated it back to me. For a moment, I forgot where I was and began to thank him but luckily didn’t get too far along before I remembered the instruction from the book #sm101 to never address another domme’s sub. (This was before I began my work at the Evolutionary Dominatrix Academy.) He is her property and it is a massive sign of disrespect and can be taken as a power move to do otherwise. I course corrected mid sentence, looking her directly in the eye and thanked her emphatically like a giddy teenage boy. I could have sworn there was a moment of tension but she nodded gracefully and as I looked down I saw she had an official tag. I had just met the literal Grand dame of the event, the Mistress of Ceremonies—Simone Justice in the flesh.