I Myself have hit true Dom Space twice. Once a most memorable time
W/we did the feather scene at Sactuary. To keep it somewhat short...I
use clothespins with with feathers attached to the underside of
of My sub's arms, usde a fan to make them flutter then use a rapier to
flick them off her. After they are off I can rub, squeeze, and pinch
the undersides of her arms to "reawaken" the pain. That night the
fabled "Bad Man" took over. I somewhat remember what happened tho not
all the details. The removing of the feathers was paticularly
excrutiating that eve which fueled The Bad Man on. The most sincere
whimpers of pain were like music to The Bad Man and He relished in
them. They urged Him on. The only thing that existed was The Bad Man
and the pain. As it became time for the scene to "wind down"
it was most difficult to get The Bad Man to stop. He was truly in His
element by inflicting such sweet pain.

The second time was last eve. After a throurough and very heavy
flogging, whipping, and general sensory overload My sub's back was
very very tender. At that point The Bad Man again reappeared. This
time He would rub, squeeze and scratch her tender flesh again
eliciting those wonderful whimpers of true pain. It was like He was a
conductor of a symphony. Every touch of her back by His hand and
nails drew out notes of pain. It was in this The Bad Man lanquished.
The little remaining rational part of My mind knew very well that
unless put back The Bad Man could easily render flesh by hand to evoke
further music of pain.

When I acheive this Dom Space it has usually been by letting go and
letting The Bad Man take over. It is like becoming one with the
emotional and physical reactions of the sub. It is when everything
comes together in that perfect moment whereby the Dom, the sub, and
pain all come together as one, almost a circle each urging the other
on.

I do not know that words can truly describe Dom Space. I can tell you
that if you have ever experienced sub space it is much the same. It
is the loosing of Y/yourself in moment/experience of what you are
doing. All sense of the surroundings is gone. There is just The Bad
Man, the poor soul He is working on, and the pain.

Prophett,
Lord, The House of Darkwatch