Many of us have had the vivid nightmare of being taken. Imagine a knife is placed to your throat, or a gun is pushed to your back, and you are told to go wherever your captor wants to take you. For most people, the thought of being abducted is truly terrifying. But for others, being kidnapped in a safe, controlled way is a turn on. January Seraph, a professional dominatrix and expert on abduction play, provides this service to would-be abductees.
Seraph is based out of San Francisco, but she spent some time working in London this year, and during her stint there she pulled off one of the most elaborate abduction scenes I had ever heard of. We met up at the Intercontinental to discuss this particular adventure.
Seraph is soft spoken and appears delicate like porcelain, but when she retold her tale, even I got a chill up my spine, and began to see how this gorgeous creature could scare the living hell out of you -- consensually of course.
Before you can begin an adventure of abduction play, you have to negotiate what the boundaries are. Everything that relates to abduction play involves a high level of torture and potential exposure to psychological as well as physical harm. So Seraph has to discuss all the limits involved in a scene of this nature.
Seraph and her client in London had exchanged several e-mails and constructed a scene that began at an upscale lingerie shop, where her subject would already be in the store and Seraph would happen upon him.
"While I was trying things on, I 'happened' to bump into him and I said, 'Do you always lurk in lingerie stores?' and he said, 'When I have the afternoon off I do,' and I said, 'Oh, so you're a kinky fucker.'" After this minor exchange, Seraph told him that she was new to London and that he should take her for a drive through the English countryside to show her the sights. Of course he obliged.
"Once we got in the car and he began to drive, I pulled a knife on him and put it to his nuts, and I said, 'If you ever want to use these again, you're going to do exactly as I say.'" Seraph and her client had already negotiated that the rest of this scene would take place in Oxford, in a quaint countryside cottage. But this was no ordinary cottage; it was a BDSM cottage where you could engage in any type of BDSM scene you desired."So we drove for an hour and a half, while I held a knife to him the entire time. He began to shake and quiver, which he did not expect, so I guess I was doing a good job."
"Upon our arrival, I handcuffed him to the steering wheel and I took his phone. I asked him his wife's name and he told me, and I said if you decide to honk on the horn or make any noise, I am going to call your wife and tell her that you're having an affair."
Seraph then exited the vehicle and made arrangements with the woman who runs the house. Then Seraph went to the car and un-handcuffed him, placing the knife back on his nuts while she re-cuffed him to her arm. They walked inside the house and she tied him up.
The house was equipped with every type of BDSM tool imaginable. It had a medical play area, a hood area, a flogger area, a wheel of torture, cages, etc. As she dragged her subject up into the torture area, they began to play for a few hours. After that Seraph was tired and jet lagged, so she put him in a cage under her bed and took a nap. This cage was essentially a crawl space about two and a half feet tall, and she placed him in there completely naked while she napped.
I began to laugh as she said this and asked, "How long did you nap?" "About an hour or two, and then I woke up and began to speak to him. I said: 'So have you mentally said goodbye to everyone you have ever loved in your life? Because you're never going to see them again. It's going to be you and me together, for the rest of our lives, because we're friends. You like me, right? You're happy about all this, aren't you?'" As she said this with a glimmer in her eye, I could not help but be slightly disturbed by this description, but also utterly and completely fascinated."Then I said: 'Don't worry, you won't miss anyone.' It was super psycho, super creepy. I mean, I really went all out and it was over the top. I love role play like that and he looked really concerned and truly petrified. Then I took this electrical box, and attached two probes to his penis and I showed him how strong it was. Then I told him that we would be going to dinner and we would be having a fabulous time, but if he tried to run away, I would use the control and drop him."
After dinner, they returned to the cottage of torture. This cottage was so well done that once inside, only Seraph had access to the locks and she had the key. Even if he decided to try to make a run for it, there was no way out except through her. Seraph played with him for another few hours, and then she was tired and ready for bed.
"I got him naked and put him into chastity and back into the crawl space under my bed." Having a man in chastity means putting his penis into a device that does not allow him access to his cock and becomes very painful if he gets erect. Seraph "didn't want him playing with himself in the crawl space under my bed while I slept." Her subject became very anxiety ridden about being in chastity all night. He asked her for bathroom breaks and they negotiated that she would wake up every four hours in order for him to go to the restroom, but she would not take off the device. He had to learn quickly how to pee while his penis was locked up.
Later, her subject told her that he began to really freak out the next day, because he had no idea what time it was and he really began to wonder what was happening and how long she was going to keep him. At this point he began to cry and beg.
"Once he was a sniveling, crying, snotty mess at my feet, I said 'Well, maybe you've learned your lesson. But if I ever catch you playing in lingerie stores again, I won't be playing catch and release. I've decided I am going to let you go back to your wife.'" Then they returned to London and the session was over. The next day, Seraph received a wonderful thank you e-mail from this man. He told her how he began to feel a real sense of panic when she asked him to say goodbye to all the people in his life. Then he discussed how throughout the night in the crawl space, his mind really began to become anxiety and shame ridden, but at the same time when it was over he was so happy to have done it. I asked her if he wanted to do it again, and she said that they would be playing this game again, though not for at least six months.
What do these men want from the abductions? "Most of my clients are total type-A personalities who would never let someone tell them what to do or how to do it. So they want me to take away all of their choices, like when they get to eat, when they get to sleep (or not sleep). It's giving up total control for an extended period of time that almost begins to feel real due to how long these sessions last. It's a total lack of control and that is what they are searching for. They don't have to make any decision whatsoever, so it is a mental vacation for them."
Seraph has done four elaborate abductions like this, one included abduction and torture. She even water boarded him during their session. When enacting any kind of dangerous role playing, part of what clients are paying for is the safety of this fantasy. I wondered what Seraph got out of it, beyond being paid. What did this behavior feed inside of her?
"It's not a sexual turn on for me; it's a psychological turn on for me, which gets sexual for me later. It's the kind of stuff I go home and I jerk off to, while thinking about what I just did. That's the stuff that gets me off in private by myself."
Seraph has been a professional dominatrix for five years and most of her clients have been with her for quite some time. Seraph believes in building lasting relationships with her subjects and helping them to achieve psychologically and physically what they are striving for. Seraph was also featured in this month's issue of Penthouse, which is a big deal for a dominatrix. If you are interested in a session with Seraph, you can find her at MistressJanuary.com, but approach her respectfully, or you may lose a nut.
Vanessa L. Pinto (aka Fleur De Lis SF) documented a year of her sex life on her blog Whatever You Desire. She also blogs for the Huffington Post and is a contributing writer with Whore! Magazine. She has a degree in political science from Cal Poly San Luis Obispo.