Lucien

I love sex toys! But toys are just tools. Only the purpose for which you use it gives it soul. My current favorite scenario on the subject of toy and material battle is called: “Stuffed chicken in the battery” Here you are first fixed in the gynchair, cage or bondage frame motionless and helpless to then gradually connect everything we have to and in you: Erosteck, Elektrotoys, milking machine, fucking machine, CBT device, vacuum bells. Continuous fire on all erogenous zones until you go insane. Primitive but effective. And I still have two dexterous hands and feet. Also two long legs and something long in between. But besides all the high-tech fireworks I always have my favorite tool in my handbag. It is the Swiss Army Knife of ProDom – the ordinary 9m bondage rope. This may sound a bit unspectacular at first, but underestimating me is the worst mistake you can make. I am highly gifted in spatial thinking and endlessly vile. That makes me the most dangerous person with a rope in Berlin. For example, I can tie you not only harness, humbler, collar and dog leash to walk naked in the woods. I can get really creative and tie off everything in the intimate area in the CBT, hang a “small” weight on it, pull a loop through the ass cheeks to fix the hands behind the back and leave enough leash in front to show you so pathetically ridiculous as you then look in the club, borrow and fix there between the urinals to be used by all present as a toilet. Or I tie you to the bed in the classic way and eat you… Yes, with me and 9m rope, every piece of furniture becomes your torture rack, every room our playroom and no moment with me ever boring.

What kind of Dominus, Domina or Dominum are you? What kind of Dominus, Domina or Dominum I am, I asked myself for a long time. The smartest answer was to accept that I don’t fit into any pigeonhole. I am neither stereotypically feminine or masculine, nor strictly classical or modern. I am postgender queerdom, stand far above gender issues and am the best as well as the worst of everything. I wear 20cm highheels to 20cm tail length, Nike Air sneakers to latex catsuit or makeup to jump boots. Only one thing always remains the same – you lick my hooves. And also the sole. Whether you call me master or mistress, I do not care. The main thing is that you kneel when you hear my name. So that we can enjoy our life as property and owner, user and user, Alpha and Omega. But I myself would rather describe myself as a tour guide. On a journey into the deepest abysses and highest ecstasy of the human soul. To where you find what we enjoy in the game: Conflict, struggle, defeat, dominance, defenselessness, helplessness, foreign control, loss, abuse, torment, baseness, coercion, pressure, terror, fear, torture, training, education, indoctrination, modification, possession, desecration, insult, humiliation, degradation, dehumanization, obedience, submission, humility, worship, abandonment, carelessness, security, care, warmth, love . . For nothing is as intimate as sharing and celebrating together the most unholy moments of torment, pain, pleasure, shame, humility and desecration. However, if there is a lack of submissiveness or devotion, do not force yourself and dare to make it quiet bitching. I look in lacquer and leather not only extremely adorable, but am also experienced enough to send anyone to the boards who refuses me obedience. Because I can be your loving mistress or your most painful butcher. Depending on what is appropriate. Love for a god feels as warm as his wrath is to be feared. So it is not so important what kind of Dominus, Domina or Dominum I am, because for you I am only one thing: Everything! Heaven and hell, unique and inhuman, master and master, mistress and mistress, lady and Lucifer, lascivious and lethal, Lucien Lafayette.

Among my special qualities I would count my broad experience from lived BDSM culture, applied gender theory and a life full of sex and fetish. And that I am now very satisfied and fulfilled in my sexuality and can commit every journey liberated with ease. But the sadistic vein runs like a red thread through everything I do in bed or in the studio. I like to be so close to you when I hurt you so much. In addition, I consider sensitive empathy and full commitment to be the cornerstones of good leadership. I abhor assembly line work according to time clock. Every person is different and I do not believe in universal patent remedies. Much more I have the greatest interest and personal joy in getting to know each person individually, to offer him security, to harvest the confidence to spread the darkest secrets in front of me, so that I can make of it what he has always dreamed of and more than deserves. Power, mental strength and dominance are just like devotion and care the right tools to subjugate people to their happiness. Except the laws of physics and state nothing stops me when it comes to let wet dreams become cruel truth.

Dominance for me is… ..my drive in bed ..my sexual identity ..the power to fill enemies with fear and friends with happiness. ..the possibility to shape our world the way it should be for us. ..a joy that I can only enjoy with other people. ..the ability that opens so many doors for me in life. ..an honor that I earn or fight for. ..the feeling that makes me hard. ..the thing I get too excited about. ..the piece of the puzzle that you fit so well. Submission for me is. . . ..your thing. ..one of the exquisite aspects of man. ..a training goal. ..soooo cuuute!! ..a precious gift. ..a powerful tool for our best. ..not less than I expect. ..a great responsibility ..absolutely sexy

Clearly the interpersonal intimate level. The possibilities, ways and tools with which one can live out feelings and desires, which fortunately hardly exist in our peaceful everyday life, but in which there can be so much pleasure and fulfillment that they simply deserve a place to be lived out. I am proud to be able to offer such a safe place. The range and intensity of the feelings and instincts I am allowed to work with fascinate me to this day. Then my explosion ended. Serenely I took a deep breath, enjoyed what I had gained, settled down and asked myself what activity would now be suitable for me and meaningful for mankind? The answer was obvious: I share the most beautiful thing I can give and become an escort. So one day I met my esteemed colleague Master Andre. He grabbed me and said to the lady of the house: “We need dat cock!” ..well, and now I’m here….

I have never been innocent. Already as a child I began to explore my sexuality. Since those days, my sex life is filled with exploratory urge and spirit of discovery. BDSM was always omnipresent. The game with power fascinated and excited me from the beginning, but at the same time gave me the control to fully drive my somewhat above-average sex drive. But the further I developed, the greater the downsides became. I fit worse and worse into my normal life and had to fight with growing repression. But then came the day when I had to decide between what I should be and what I really was. The day I exploded. I quit my job and apartment, ended my relationship, sold my car and furnishings, burned all my pinstripe suits, said goodbye to my well-fed life and went to war. What began then is the story of Lucien Lafayette: Ecstasy was my creed. Sodom and Gomorrah my fatherland. Sex and fetish my life. I became a monster and grew into an icon, dominated 24/7 everything that crawled in front of my boots, slaughtered me across all sex cultures of Europe and stuffed the mouth of anyone who wanted to tear it open about it. Determined either to find the world in which I belong or to create it for myself. So I longed for a goal in life that I didn’t really know, but when I got there, I wept with happiness. For what I found there was more than I had ever dreamed of. In gender play, I found male emancipation. In polyamory, I found love without boundaries. In queer lifestyle I found myself and in BDSM I found my culture. Then my explosion ended. Serenely I took a deep breath, enjoyed what I had gained, settled down and asked myself what activity would now be suitable for me and meaningful for mankind? The answer was obvious: I share the most beautiful thing I can give and become an escort. So one day I met my esteemed colleague Master Andre. He grabbed me and said to the Lady of the house:”We need dat cock!” ..well, and now I am here….

Write to me politely and in detail and we’ll find a way..