Tom Ford Liquid Lip Luxe deserves five stars after passing my Dominatrix test of conduct: a five hour baccanal fuck feast. 

My lips looked immaculate from the moment the first spit slowly dripped out of my lips to land down the throat of my gaping subs mouth. Fast forward through passionate moments of intense indulgence, sweat inducing fucking, foamy cocktails and oyster slurping. The color remained equally distributed and locked in place for five hours of fun.

Two long months had passed since our last session, so my sub and I started the night by popping a bottle of champagne. After slowly sipping on the first serving of bubbly golden nectar, I placed a black rubber collar around his neck, transforming him into my obedient slave for the night. When I allowed slave to have a second sip of champagne, I couldn’t tell our glasses apart, since my lipstick had left no mark. I continued drinking from both, serving slave sips directly from my lips. All while both glasses remained free from lipstick marks. 

As the session flowed from foot worship and spitting to discipline, the only redness on slave's face came from careful slaps, not my teasing kisses. As I spanked his willing ass, first with my hands, then with a flogger, followed by a heavy paddle, my grin grew progressively larger, yet the distribution of lipcolour remained the same. 

After sliding first one, then multiple lubed up fingers into slaves willing ass, it was time to fuck him with my BBC strapon, I entered his ass from behind, sliding my cock in slowly at first, making him feel every inch. I fucked him faster and faster until it become a full on cardio session and I felt drops of sweat roll down my face, down to my mouth where a salty drop rolled into my heavily breathing mouth.

I pounded slaves ass until an intense assgasm, followed by some moments of affection, before I had a shower to rinse off the sweat. I patted my face dry and put on some powder to conquer redness and shine. My lips still didn’t need a touch up. 

While I slipped into a tight knee length leather dress preparing for our mid session snack, slave followed my instructions, slipping a remote controlled vibrating anal plug inside his ass. I placed the tiny remote in my clutch and smiled my biggest smile yet thinking of controlling slave’s ass in public.

Downstairs at the hotel bar, we ordered citrus and tequila based cocktails that arrived with a foamy layer on top. After my first sip, I wondered if my lips would pass this test too as I licked the foam off them slowly while contemplating my subs fate. I forgot all about my lips as I stared deep into my submissive’s eyes while switching between pressing the ‘on’ button, increasing speed, changing vibration patterns and pushing the ‘off’ button. I giggled as I increased the intensity of the vibrations to level three at the same time as a plate filled with oysters was placed in front of us. My subs eyes barely twitched as his insides vibrated at the highest level. I felt a sense of pride over teaching him so well he could be brought out in public. I decided to let us both enjoy the food, so I switched off the vibrations while we alternated slurping up oysters with a lemon squeeze or vinaigrette.  

The rest of our time together flowed away like a long anticipated fantasy come true. I didn’t think of my lipstick again until I leaned back into the seat smiling with satisfaction in the back of an Uber. I pulled out a mirror to check my makeup and the post session selfie spoke for itself, messy post shag hair, glossy forehead, natural blush, faded eyeshadow and…flawless lips. Thank you Tom Ford.

In the elevator on my way down, I took a final glance into the Christmas present bag I brought for my submissive, ensuring the anal plug, bottle of lube and a glove were hidden discreetly beneath a thin layer of gift paper. Before the lift doors opened on the bar level, I slipped the butt plug’s remote control into my red clutch and giggled to myself thinking of the power I’m about to have over my submissive’s ass. 

When the doors opened, I slipped out with the gift bag in one hand and clutch with Ass Thumpers remote control in the other. Striding seductively towards my submissive in black patent leather six inch stilettos. My subs eyes attached to me as I made my way to the large L-shaped leather couch he sat on, eagerly awaiting my re-emergence. On the glass table in front of him were two espresso martinis with a perfect layer of foam on top. I sat down, placing the gift bag between us and crossing my long, tanned legs. My sub handed me my drink, and I had a sip, licking the remnants of foam off my red, shiny lips, while looking directly into his eyes the entire time.

“I have something for you. Merry Christmas.” I said with a twinkle in my eye. No need to open it here and now, I’m sure you know what it is. Are you ready?”

“I think so,” He responded, smiling nervously.

“Let’s cheers to that,” I said and raised my glass. Clink. 

“And to first times and fists,” I said after completing our first toast. Clink. We sat in silence for a moment, sensing the electric tension between us expanding. 

“It’s time for you to go to the bathroom and try on your present. Or should I say try in. Haha. Go on. But first, get me a large glass of water. Now!” 

My sub got up and walked quickly to the bar, gift bag in hand. He asked the bartender for a large glass of ice water, making sure they filled it to the brim and brought it back to me, smiling nervously and shaking ever so slightly as he placed it on the table in front of me. 

“Good boy. Bathroom, now.”

I watched him stride towards the male restroom, taking a mental note of his movements, wondering if he’d be able to maintain the same gait with my gift inside him. 

A couple minutes later, my sub emerged from the bathroom, walking at a similar pace towards our table, with a nervous smile and rosy cheeks. As he walked closer to the table, I pressed the On button on the Ass Thumpers remote I concealed inside my hand.

His eyes jumped as he tried to compose himself and continue striding towards the table. I pressed the off button when he was halfway through sitting down slowly, all while smiling mischievously. Once my stuffed sub was seated, I grabbed my full glass of ice water, chugging it as I held his gaze. When the glass left my lips, I pressed the remote again while looking deeply into his eyes. I barely noticed any change in his composure, even though the vibrations on level one were so strong I could feel the whole seat vibrating. I slid my finger over to the + button, pressing it while lifting an eyebrow as I glanced deep into my subs eyes contemplating the depths of his asshole. The vibrations were now so strong I could feel them spreading over to my pussy. What a powerful toy.

I turned the vibration off again long enough for us to lift our glasses and make another toast for our reunion and what’s yet to come. The moment my sub put down his glass, I engaged his anal plug vibrations again, this time taking it up to level three. Feeling the vibrations spread all over the leather couch, wondering if anyone noticed the naughtiness we were up to.

“Let’s continue this upstairs,” I said before leaving my sub behind once more to change into more appropriate attire for what’s next. 

“Keep your phone close, I’ll only be a couple minutes.” I said before walking away feeling my subs eyes burning into my backside.

Upstairs, I slipped out of my stilettos and into 10 inch thigh high black patent leather boots. I grabbed the rubber collar in my hand and placed the gold metal leash around my neck resting close to my cleavage and the golden buttons on my bodysuit. I sat down on the chair in the corner, placing the collar on my leg right above the knee. Once comfortably seated, I texted my sub 

“I’m ready for you.” 

December has descended upon us. As it always does. Unexpected and expected. With a bag full of stressors and surprise. 

December can be full of dread and delight. The month leading up to Christmas is one of the most unpredictable of the year to my business. It can be the most busy I have, or I will barely have any bookings at all.

 Every December is different and what lies behind, remains somewhat of a mystery to me. I understand there are Christmas parties, shopping, events, work to complete and family gatherings occupying a lot of people’s spare time this time a year. But, that means it’s also the perfect time to gift yourself a session with me. Since it’s the time of the year where your calendar is filled to the brim and who will know if you’re tied up having work drinks or by a Norwegian Goddess?

Whether you’re a regular or new client of mine, having a session is a perfect way to end your year. Make it even better, by bringing a present or extra tribute. If you don’t have time to see me, there’s always the option of sending a tribute towards a present. Then, I will make sure our first session in the new year will be extra special. I love sending my submissive pictures and videos to show how much I value their Christmas contribution and presence in my life. 

Christmas is the perfect time to give a gift to your Mistress and to gift yourself a session with Her. What are you waiting for?

I wrote my master’s dissertation on the topic of the Dark Goddess and the Feminine Shadow. On this date, seven years ago, I moved to Australia with the intention of a six month break before continuing my PhD work on the same topic. I never went back.

Instead, I fell in love with Australia and put my PhD studies on hold indefinitely. I tried putting the Dark Goddess at the back of my mind. At the same time, I started working as a Dominatrix. Oblivious to how my choice of profession was a practical extension of my studies in a modern day setting. 

Instead of researching and writing, I became the Dark Goddess.

It’s not until I sit here today, seven years later, reflecting on the years I’ve called Australia home, that I can see how my choice of profession is clearly related to my studies. Sometimes, you need to take the time to sit down, reflect on how you got to where you are now, to realize how it's all connected. Even if it’s never occurred to you before.

Will I ever go back to my PhD dissertation? I might, but my thesis could be different. Perhaps it will be an inquiry into the Dark Goddess in Her modern guise. But, I’m in no rush to get back to academic writing. I’m having too much fun embracing more and more of the Dark Goddess in myself.