She went up the elevator to the third floor where her slave was waiting. Room 324 he had said in the text. She sent back the words "door open, slave naked and kneeling, head on the ground, palms up." She had purposely waited 20 minutes before going up, knowing her slave would be kneeling, anticipating nervously for when his Goddess would enter. She reached the door, room 324 was posted in gold numbers. The door was cracked as instructed, and she pushed it open. She saw her slave kneeling as i...

Its more than you sending and obeying. There is a certain way I expect my pets to conduct themselves. A certain way that I want you rejecting other dommes, speaking with other subs, carrying yourself in your day to day life.    I want you to be successful and happy, so that all of the misery you so deserve comes right from me 😈 I want to be the one to inflict your punishment for being a male. I want MY boots stomping into your nutsack. MY words swirling around your mind. I want every singl...

It's simple really, the meaning of life depends on who you are. Your purpose, your destiny, all of it. As a sub the meaning of life is very simple for you, to serve. The entore reason you are here on this Earth is to serve those above you and thank them for the pleasure. It is your destiny, and there's nothing more intoxicating and exciting than fulfilling your delicious destiny in life. As a Domme, my purpose is to teach you, to show you how to be your best self and how to fulfill your de...

All About Me.... My thought Process and How I do things.  I am all about respect and the relationship built between a Domme and her sub. Setting clear boundaries that should not be crossed but at the same time building a great D/s relationship. I know everyones protocols are different and many may think that my type of Domination is "weak" or "wrong". I personally feel like you dont have to be a complete asshole sttraight from the jump to every sub just to prove you are dominant. I understand...

Those eyes look straight through his pretense. No matter how well he plays the part, She knows he aches for Her command. So, She obliges. Nothing too obvious, just a simple, "Hey, if you've got a minute..." and, "Oh! Would you mind...?" The beaming smile and the sudden pep in his step give him away immediately. If he'd had a tail, the sound of his name alone prefacing these requests would resemble the daily reunion between a puppy and the Mistress who adopted him. The thought of being, eve...