A Canadian Explored His Feeding Fetish with a Pro Domme In Shanghai

 A Canadian submissive, currently based in Shanghai, recently approached me with a craving both specific and deeply personal: a session centered entirely around his feeding fetish. His desire wasn’t just about food—it was about the ritual, the intimacy, the surrender. He longed to be fed morsels already softened and broken down by my mouth, each bite transformed into something tender, intimate, and deliberately given. For him, it wasn’t just an act—it was a relinquishing of control, one slow, deliberate bite at a time.

I offered him two paths. If he had the nerve, we could take this experience into the public eye, layering his submission with the added thrill of exhibitionism. Or, for something more reserved, we could keep it behind closed doors, where the intimacy could unfold in quiet privacy.

He didn’t want to choose—he wanted both. And I was more than happy to oblige.

We began in the hush of his hotel room, the air thick with anticipation. Everything slowed down. I chewed each bite carefully, sensually, my eyes never leaving his. He knelt before me, mouth open, trembling, eyes wide with hunger—for the food, yes, but more so for the feeling of surrender. Each offering was deliberate. Each moment stretched, soaked in tension. Every bite became a lesson in obedience; every look, an unspoken command.

Later, I led him outside. We chose a quiet park, just sparse enough to be discreet, yet public enough to add the weight of risk. He sat obediently on a bench, posture straight, his nervous energy palpable. And there, under the open sky, I began again—feeding him slowly, intimately, daringly. This time, every bite carried a new charge: the thrill of being seen, the possibility of being caught. And with it, his submission deepened.

In the end, he got exactly what he craved—two sides of surrender. One private, tender, and deeply personal. The other, bold, exposed, and laced with risk. And I? I relished every moment of guiding him there.

Shanghai BDSM Dating: Why I chose to Date a Swiss Slave Over a Canadian

 I only found 2 out of 592 submissive men I met in shanghai sexually attractive. Apparently very few man turn me on sexually.

Recently a slave asked me why I chose not to date the canadian slave since only 2 men can turn me on!

I met these 2 submissive men for BDSM sessions, each at different stages of my life in Shanghai. They are the only 2 sub men I found undeniably sexually attractive out of 592 slaves, but I ended up developing a deeper connection with only one of them — the German-speaking Swiss. The other, a Canadian, was eventually removed from my WeChat contacts, and here's why.

The Swiss man stood out as more than just a casual submissive. He embodied the qualities I seek in a potential submissive husband. He's single, a few years older than me, and possesses very high tolerance for pain, which naturally appeals to my dominant side. Beyond the physical connection, he's considerate, generous, and, importantly, emotionally available. The chemistry between us is undeniable, and the feelings are mutual. His life circumstances and temperament make him an ideal candidate for a long-term dynamic, possibly evolving into a D/s relationship with deep emotional and practical ties.

On the other hand, the Canadian, while also single, is about 20 years older than me. His life is consumed by an extremely demanding job, leaving little time or energy for personal relationships. He also carries the weight of many responsibilities, constantly tending to people in his life who require his care. As much as he may enjoy the occasional session, it’s clear that his circumstances leave little room for the type of intimate, dedicated D/s relationship I’m seeking. His divided attention and lack of availability made it obvious to me that he could never evolve into the submissive husband I desire. Hence, keeping him in my life became unnecessary.

In the end, it wasn't just about attraction but about recognizing who could truly complement my life and my needs. The Swiss man shows real potential, while the Canadian simply doesn't fit into the vision I have for a lasting, meaningful dynamic.