Fetishes That Fascinate Me: The Kinks I Am Exploring.
by Queen Ketzeleh | Aug 29, 2025 |
Being a Domme is an endless journey of discovery, and there have been kinks that surprised me. They are the ones that challenge my expectations, that make me feel alive in ways I never imagined, that deepen my sense of power and control. To explore fully, you have to stay open-minded, because openness is the doorway to new pleasure, new experiences, and new ways to feel dominance.
The first time a man put my toes in his mouth, I was shocked. I had always believed feet were dirty, rough, gross, a part of the body that touched the earth in unclean ways. But as I let go of that judgment, I discovered something entirely unexpected. I loved it. I loved the sensation, the submission, the way it made me feel worshipped. Watching a submissive give themselves to me in that way, so vulnerable and devoted, is intoxicating. It is a reminder that my dominance is real, that my presence commands obedience, that I am desired in ways that are deep and undeniable. It is erotic, thrilling, and utterly satisfying.
Boot worship excites me in much the same way. I love the way a submissive kisses, licks, cleans, and adores my boots. There is something so erotic about being revered in that way, about knowing that someone is putting themselves in a humble, obedient position simply because I asked it of them. I fantasize about boot blacking with a devoted submissive, about the way that act would amplify the power dynamic, the way it would make my dominance feel absolute.
Human toilet play is another kink that surprised me, and others! It is taboo, intense, and not for everyone, but for me, it is one of the most powerful ways to feel my dominance. To see a submissive fully surrender, to watch them obey without question, to hold that space and orchestrate that moment—it is overwhelming in the best way. The sheer trust, the willingness to degrade themselves for me, is electrifying. It is one of the most intimate and extreme expressions of control I have ever felt, and it leaves me feeling untouchable, dominant, and completely alive.
What fascinates me most about these kinks is not just the acts themselves, but the devotion they inspire, the surrender they demand, and the way they make me feel alive in my dominance. Watching someone submit, degrade themselves, and give themselves over to my pleasure is intoxicating, erotic, and affirming. It reminds me why I love femdom so completely. These kinks allow me to inhabit my power fully, to explore boundaries, to experience desire and control in ways that are thrilling, beautiful, and endlessly surprising.
They are not just acts, they are expressions of trust, devotion, and erotic energy. They are the moments that make me feel dominant, desired, and completely alive. They are why I do what I do, why I embrace who I am, and why I will never stop exploring the edges of power, pleasure, and submission.
Deep breath! Such an open honest post.
For the submissive giving one’s self is such a way is so hot. Knowing that the efforts are wanted and appreciated. Licking your boots, worshiping your feet or toilet play are all humbling. It wasn’t until these experiencing these acts of devotion does a submissive understand Her power and where he can fit into serving in Her world.
Thank you for a great share .
oh Queen Ketzeleh … i have no doubt your post will lead many of us to thinking about licking your boots, your feet, kissing your toes and totally degrading ourselves for you…!
Good for you! I was the same as you: felt feet were dirty. Then krissi put them in his mouth right after we started dating (college) – a very oral boy!! It became routine.
You are also right: it is such a wonderful feeling of dominance, of such respect and devotion on boys’ parts. All of this goes equally with toilet service and also ass worship. Filthy, right?
I first urinated in his mouth by accident, a few years after we married. I squirted on him. He didn’t seem to mind and didn’t fall ill. So the next time I did it on purpose. By and by he became my urinal. Such devoted service!!
In days when I was assembling my group (I’ve written here about this before), Jeannie was visiting and we were on the patio. krissi served, naked of course. I told him to grab a drink and join us but the PICE tray was empty (more in a moment). He held it while I filled it (with my piss). When it filled, he knew I wasn’t finished and assumed the receptacle position for me to finish in his mouth. Normally, he’d mate the mouth flush but this time – because Jeannie was watching – I held him off a few inches so she could watch my stream fill his moth and see his throat swallow without his mouth closing. (Well trained!!) Neatness and cleanliness is important. No spillage.
She smiled and asked, “may I?” “Wy certainly!” And in couple minutes his tummy was filled with my and her piss!!
Of course he cleaned her up and thanked her for nourishing him.
Today this is part of the routine for all my Dommes and their / our subs; part of boys’ diets. About “PICE:” It’s frozen piss. We keep trays for icing boys’ drinks. Each of us maintains a tray at each residence.
At our little Orgasm Day finale, at one point krissi had a drink in hand and Mollie asked “who are you drinking, krissi?” “Miss Charise, Mistress.” … “Well, drink me with your next!” “Yes, ma’am.”
Now, we don’t do scat, no caviar. I’ve always felt it was too high risk for direct infection.
But ass worship is regular service. At krissi’s reveal years ago, I commanded him to stick out his tongue. the 4 girls giggled because it’s long and pointed. I suggested to imagine it buried inside their assholes. They all look shocked. “You just wait,” I said. “Before long, you’ll not be able to do without it.”
And none of them can … been a part of all our routines for years. And because adopted free use rules long ago too, all of us are worshipped by every one of therm regularly.
Good luck with your new indulgences. Enjoy yourself!! Make them please you … every crack and crevice!!
Mistress Meghan absolutely fascinating . Kristi is a very fortunate sub 😊
Hoo wee, Doc Martens have always turned me on. Sleek, black, powerful.
Love wearing them myself. Or removing them from a goddess after a long hike.
Phenomenal read, Queen.
It is refreshing coming here reading the openness of approach… to well everything really.
It’s part of the draw I find here, it’s a chance to be yourself, be open and not face judgement.
Reading this post and its comments it’s further reflection of that.
Thank you for sharing!