ABOUT

MADAM COX

Music

Electronica Erotica, Electronic Music, Encompasses Techno, Trance, House, EDM, DJ, Club, LGBT, Fuk Music.

Inspiration

I get mentally stimulated by reading short erotic stories, my creative juices starts flowing when I get lost in a book, I enjoy works of author Emily Bordeaux immensely.

A Day In My World

Breaking free of the fake cloth walls of my collapsible office cage, I smile and tell my colleagues goodbye for the day. They see a charismatic American woman who rarely misses work and yields her wit as if she cracks a whip.

Little do they know how close they are to the truth…

It is precisely five o’clock when the automated time clock records my leave. As I step through the door, I look forward to transforming into Madam Cox. By the time I have reached home, my naughtiness is peaking through. My mind has turned to wickedness.

I spend nights and weekends in numerous ways. I might create lyrics to compliment Electronica of choice but that’s my artistic side. My wildness must have an outlet.

When night shrouds the earth, Madam Cox leaves home to entertain people. After a short drive, I pull into the club’s lot. Spiked heel to pavement, I take the doorman’s offered hand and grin, “Are you ready for the show?”

“I can’t wait, Madam.”

"I let his eyes fuk my soul."

Dragging a well-manicured nail over his jaw line, I caress every inch with my gaze. A slow grin crawls over my face while my eyes take in the crowd. The smiling hoard of people part for the doorman to walk me toward the door.

The atmosphere within the club, so far removed from my boring 9-5 day job, sends goose bumps tearing down my arms and legs. Swarms of tingles vibrate my flesh as my bones thump to the beat.

My words faded in the air…"we’re not done yet…"

I pause and feel the beat. Slink slowly forward in a smooth glide, soak up the energy, and fuk it. Move to the music. Soak it up. Let it go. I mouth the words as my body sashays forward.

…"loved using my teeth and being bitten…Oh, Shit!"

I continue forward with a brazen array of brass behavior. Hips thumping to the beat as my toes hit the floor. I step onto the platform as an energetic sexual hum vibrates and pulses in the air. The atmosphere caresses my body and my body, in turn, moves the air into an erotic whirl of movement.

My head turns, disturbing space as I spin and curl a finger at the doorman. He falls in behind me as I stab the stage with my spiked heel and lead him behind a cloth panel. Thigh-high black leather boots, decorative chains swaying with every movement, cover long legs and offer but a tease of flesh at the top.

Other couples already move behind sheer curtains of material, constructed as a wall of screens. The lights are just right. I mimic using my teeth. Occasionally, I nip. It’s such a joy when they squeal.

Our shadows thrust in a twisting motion on the vast screens. Moving to the music, each of us has a different vice. Our thrusting movements are in perfect sync. In one fluid transfer, we move to the right and find the next partner.

Each body in motion is indiscernible from the next, wrapped in a colorful array of scarves to hide features. Who takes a submissive role? Who lies on the platform while the other dances about? The music pulses around us. A lull in the music opens. The crowd’s volume throbs their pleasure.

Lights switch on in rapid succession, showing couples in a wide ring of motion. They surround the audience in a whirl of continuous motion to the thump. Madam Cox wears no scarves.

Little by little, she pulls the material from her troop in a sensual unwrapping. With each scarf released, the troop members removed one in turn until there was a writhing circle of nude bodies in motion behind the curtains. All lewdly mimicking variations of sexual behavior.

I can feel the gaze of my many fans caressing my body. Some hang on my face, still hidden beneath a mask. Within my world, only those who walk my daytime path are privy to fleshly features. My personal time is wrought with fantastical exploration write about afterward.

How about it? Would you like to join the Madam? Do you dare unleash Madam Cox?