What Unexpected Events Can Occur at a BDSM Session?

 The unexpected event could be good or bad. The good unexpected event happened to me was slave gave me a gift. 

I will take the story below as an example of the bad unexpected event. It was a brisk evening in Shanghai when the French slave had booked a 1-on-1 BDSM Pegging session with me. I arrived at his apartment, ready to guide him through his journey of self-discovery and liberation. However, what I found inside was far from what I had expected.

To my surprise, there was a Vietnamese girl at his apartment, casually lounging on the couch and tapping away at her phone. The French slave introduced her as the girl he had brought home from a bar the previous night. It was clear that she had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

As we engaged in conversation, I couldn't help but notice the girl's constant use of her phone. A feeling of unease settled in my stomach as I realized the potential danger of her actions. I discreetly warned the French slave that she could be taking pictures or videos of our session, jeopardizing his privacy and well-being.

It was evident that allowing her to stay and watch was not a wise decision. I insisted that he escort her out immediately, before any harm could be done. The French slave hesitated, torn between his desires and the need to protect himself.

In the end, he heeded my warning and gently asked the girl to leave. As she reluctantly made her way to the door, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing that we had averted a potentially disastrous situation.

And so, the French slave and I continued our session in peace, unburdened by the threat of prying eyes. It was a lesson learned in the importance of safeguarding one's privacy and boundaries in a world filled with unforeseen dangers. Through our shared experience, we emerged wiser and more vigilant, ready to face whatever challenges may lie ahead.

I have been a Dominatrix for over a decade. Here is a danger I faced.

I remember that was my 3rd outcall session that day. I quickly got to the hotel in China to meet the American for a pegging and bondage session. 

The 6-feet tall medium built American picked me up at the lobby around 22:30. I first ordered him to assemble my biggest dildo which is 30cm long, 6cm diameter to my strap pad. He did a good and quick job so I pegged him immediately for several rounds after he did the enema. I decided to give him a short rest since he had been bending over for about half an hour. I was trying to book a hotel nearby online during chitchatting with him because it was quite late and my home was far away. I did not expect many hotels were booked up so fast. He learnt that I was looking for a hotel room during our chitchat and he then insisted that I can stay in his room for the night. I said, "thanks but I couldn't sleep when someone else is in same room so I will book a room nearby for myself anyways." He then stared at me saying, "Actually I am not a slave. I am a switch." I was thinking "this can not possibly go wrong because I made sure he is not a serial killer!" in my head. He grabbed the rope I brought and approached me slowly, kept asking me, "I know you like to be tied up, don't you? I clearly said " No." He did not stop walking up to me. I stood close to the door but I did not open the door. I thought I do not need to use the stuff but he left me no choice. I gave him a strong e-shock and then tied him up quickly. He appeared to be very tamed in ropes.