I’m passionate about introducing couples to kink. Whether you have dabbled into the world of BDSM before or you’re brand new to the scene, I love giving you a guiding hand. 

After being a couple for many years, exploring something new together can take your sex life to the next level. Even if you have a varied and exciting sex life already, being introduced to new practices and dimensions of pleasure can add a spark to beginners and advanced players. 

Then, there’s the addition of another person to the mix in a guiding, educating or more participatory role.

It’s not a prerequisite to have been together for years to see me as a couple, but knowing each other well and being able to be fully transparent about each other's boundaries are. Trust, safety, boundaries and communication are essential. 

Tell me what you want to explore prior to our meeting, and I’ll prepare accordingly and know what scene to set for our playtimes. Perhaps you know exactly what you want, in that case I’ll set up accordingly.  If you’re open minded and not entirely sure what you’re after, I can introduce you to a variety of practices. Something you’ve never tried before could be what’s been missing and something you want to explore more of. You don’t know until you try. However, I of course realize you both will have boundaries and things you never want to experience, which are limits we discuss before we play and lines I will never cross. I’m there to guide, entice, ignite passion and provide a sensual and playful atmosphere to explore each other in. 

I prefer seeing couples at their location of choice. In that case, I arrive, talk about your experience, expectations and desires. Then, I leave you to chat amongst each other while I set up for our play. A benefit of playing at your hotel, means I can leave you in each other's embrace to feel safe and complete the experience reflecting on or continuing what we started, just the two of you. 

Our playtimes become a sacred secret for you to share. In the afterglow and beyond, you can look at each other with a twinkle in your eyes while flashbacks float through your mind's eye. Only you know the sexy experiences you’ve shared on the threshold of pain and pleasure. 

Spice up your sexlife by hiring a professional to show you the ropes and how to safely navigate the world of kink. Whatever your desires are, explore them in a safe environment with a non-judgemental professional and you’ll create memories for life. 

Tucked under a fluffy blanket on the couch, fighting Sydney’s winter cold, my mind drifts to balmy days in Paris. Meeting and learning from some of the world’s finest Dominatrices, in a beautiful city in the middle of summer is an experience I’ll savor for a long time.

A month ago, I cruised the Seine amongst thirty beautiful, powerful women from all corners of the world. A three day event arranged by the fabulous Inanna Justice. Meticulously planned over 16 months, before coming into being. An event I felt called to attend, yet spent months assuming myself it was the right thing to do before finally making the decision, payment and booking flights to Paris in summertime . 

On the top deck, basking in golden sunset light, sipping champagne while passing by a sparkling Eiffel Tower I thought I have the best job in the world.  

I glanced around observing these unique women in their element, living their best lives, true to their authentic selves, and freed from societal conventions. Goosebumps spread across my skin thinking I’m one of them.

Let’s start with the beginning of this perfect day, when I was enjoying my morning coffee from Cafe Pimpin while soaking up some much needed sun on the balcony of my top floor Airbnb. After a week of gray, rainy twelve degree days in Norway, I welcomed Paris’ sunshine and thirty degrees. 

After trading denim shorts for a black pencil skirt to accompany my black silk top, I walked down six floors of dark wooden steps to take on the streets of Paris. Wandering past cute neighborhoods filled with boulangeries and brasseries, with my mind drifting back to the flambeed scallops I had last night. Arriving at my first destination, a kink shop to mingle with dominatrices. After getting to know each other while browsing through shiny latex, leather and lace creations, we embarked on a guided tour of Paris. 

Twenty dominatrices dressed in a variety of black and red ensembles, majestically strutting down the street must have been a delightful sight to those lucky enough to encounter us. Passing by old ornate buildings, brothels and the Notre Dame, to wandering through the first church I have set foot in for more than ten years, to end up at a castle surrounded by lavish gardens. 

On my way back, I stumbled upon a stunning bijouterie shop and had my slave from back home buy me jewels of my choice, a gorgeous art deco inspired ring and earrings with black frame and clear stones. I vibrated with excitement after my slave funded shopping spree, glancing at the ring being struck by rays of sunshine as I skipped across the bridge to the other side of the Seine. 

After walking for over thirty minutes, it was time for an impromptu lunch. I chose an authentic looking brasserie to enjoy a steak tartare accompanied by a glass of red wine. The perfect snack to fuel the rest of my walk back. 

Then, it was glam up time before a boat trip on the Seine. I picked a tight, knee length black leather dress with a see through black lace shirt on top, topped off with red shiny lips and nails. Femme fatale ready to mingle with other femme fatales. 

Before stepping on the boat filled with professional photographers to capture our special moments, I made the big decision to show my face for the first time after being a dominatrix for seven years. Why not, when I have no desire to quit my profession of passion and choice. A team of photographers assigned to document the dominatrices taking on Paris seemed too good of an opportunity to hide away from. So, I posed in the golden light of sunshine on the Seine, with the wind blowing my wild woman hair in all directions, embracing the me I was always meant to be.

The next day was dedicated to workshops and a kinky market. I made it to the first workshop of the day, role playing by the very talented Lady Vyra. Then, I got a last look of the fabulous Lady Syene’s performance in which she was wearing a stunning red sequin dress with a fully devoted sub at her disposal. I'd love to be the person on stage subjecting a devoted submissive to my magic. Perhaps it's time to plan a performance.

Next, I browsed stands of lucious latex, leather, toys and what caught my attention most, floggers in a variety of sizes and materials. I tested a soft suede golden colored flogger and a heavier rubber based red and black one on my skin and decided on the latter. Another Paris souvenir from my devoted slave. A hand made tool traveling all the way from Paris to Perth for our next session. How exciting!

After basking in much needed sunshine whilst enjoying a steak lunch at another cute brasserie, I returned to attend a workshop on knife play and fear by the fabulous Butcher. She led her female “victim” to the edge of excitement, eroticism, fear, pain and pleasure. It was a beautiful, sacred dance I felt honored to attend up close and personal. Butcher deviously and delightfully danced the edge of her knife across the soft skin and curves of her beautiful submissive. She even inserted the knife into her vagina. In a completely safe and consensual matter of course. What a delight to watch Butcher do her thing. I left feeling exhilarated and inspired. Maybe one day I’ll play that way? 

Infused with excitement, I stepped outside to soak up a few rays of sunshine. As I sat down, a submissive man who I had noticed staring at me from the corner of my eye sat down across from me. What do you want? He wanted to tell me how attracted he was to my Goddess-like appearance, demeanor and my perfect feet. He proceeded to ask if he could ever so humbly have a closer look at them. After I looked a him with a gaze saying who the fuck do you think you are? He bowed down at my feet declaring his inferiority and how he was born to serve women like me. In fact, he was born to serve me. Infused with excitement from the workshop and a renewed desire to dominate, I decided to let him serve my feet and had him give me a much needed foot massage. After walking 32468 steps the day before this was no joke. The French submissive looked like he won the jackpot in life as he removed my shoes and started to gently rub the soles of my feet, my heel and my toes. I told him to go harder and attend to every part of my foot and calves. After assessing his character and devotion, I decided to let him come back to my airbnb for an impromptu session. It had been weeks since my last session and my insides were burning with desire to put someone under my control after watching workshops and performances. Lucky sub being at the right place at the right time. 

On the third and final day, I woke up buzzing with excitement knowing that even after all the amazing things I experienced over the last two days, the best was saved for last; a gala full of performances topped off with a play party. After saying hello to Paris on the balcony, I took myself on a morning stroll and coffee hunt, since the coffee shops close to where my Airbnb didn’t open until 10:30am and I prefer being freshly caffeinated by 9am. I skipped through the narrow streets of Paris as it was slowly waking up, appreciating its beauty and majestic buildings. 

On the way back, with the most expensive almond cappuccino I ever obtained in hand, I stumbled upon a leather goods and jewlery design workshop selling hand made quality products in shop. Since presents for people back home was left to the end of my journey, this seemed perfect. In addition to a sunglass case, credit card holder and earrings for friends, I got myself a dark blue snake skin imitation wallet with golden details that smelled deliciously of fresh leather. I coudn’t keep myself from inhaling its scent as I made my way back. 

I dropped off the goods and went to get my hair blow dried. Luck smiled on me again as I had a hair dresser with excellent reviews as a neighbor and had booked in as soon as I arrived. I was excited to be getting my thick, long hair blow dried professionally for the first time. I felt a little bad for the frech lady about to embark on what ended up being a two hour process of washing, contitoning, blow drying and curling my ass lenght, super thick, natural blonde viking locks. She did an excellent job and I ended up looking like a mermaid princess (at least according to a friend back home, see photo below). 

To the gala, I slipped into (or fought intensely to pull up the back sipper) of a black sequinned dress with daring cleavage. I felt fierce enough to pull it off. I sat at a table with beautiful women in their finest attire, sipping champagne and niblbing on cured salmon. What a perfect start to a night that only got better and better. The first performance took my breath away as three figures clad in intricate black full body latex emerged onto the stage led by the one and only Latex Baroness. After showing off their goregous shiny ensemble onstage they walked amongst us arousing awe along their path.

Other performances followed to show off Domination and submission, dance, pole dance, latex and leather. So many talented, unique individuals offering their magnificence to the crowd. 

In the midst of performances, the lady of the night, Inanna Justice held a speech about her experience of 16 months organising the event. Her values of liberty, equity and sorority shone through her words as she spoke about this project so close to her heart. How lucky I am to be along for the ride guided by this special woman.

More champagne and nibbles followed before the space was transformed into our private dungeon for the night. I watched as men and women were carefully spread out on St. Andrews cross, on top of cages and bent over various implements and tortured in however way their Domina desired. Whips and floggers flourished in the hands of these woman as they stroke the flesh of their submissives. 

After watching these powerful women playing with their partners, I was excited for them and aching to play myself. Watching a beautiful multiple orgasm relasing whipping session really put me in the mood. Thankfully, I got the chance shortly after with a seasoned player. My hand spanked his ass cheeks eagerly making that delicious sound I love so much and one of the performers of the night came by and lent me her unique crop to play with. I felt euphoric from topping off such a wonderful couple days with some much desired play.

Once I had my dose of playtime, I packed up at a responsible hour and took my beaming self back to pack. I dove into my temporary bed, glowing from a mix of memories, endorphins and body shimmer. I felt fulfilled. 

I enjoyed a final glass of french rosé smiling from ear to ear, experiencing a sense of contentment with life I rarely feel. A 100% satisfaction with my life and who I am accompanied with a tingling sense of excitement about the future. A future of authenticity and exploration, with myself and my slaves. Of discovering new levels of freedom in domination and submission. Thank you Inanna Justice!