In less than a minute, my sub carefully opened the door.

“Close the door behind you. Get down on your knees. Slowly crawl over here.” I said while crossing one boot clad leg over the other. 

My sub happily obeyed the order and immediately dropped down to his knees and crawled on all fours towards me. 

“That’s it. Come closer.” I stopped him when his head came within an inch of my lap. I moved my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, whispering in his ear 

“Are you ready to submit all control to me?”

“Yes, mistress.”

I proceeded to place the rubber collar around his neck and attached the leash to it. Leaning back into the chair holding the leash in one hand, placing one of my boots on his shoulder.

“Worship my boot slave.”

My slave held the both gently in his hands while kissing and licking it all around. 

“Open your mouth. Suck the heel like you would suck a cock.”

I watched as my slave sucked in the bottom half of my heel first, gradually putting more and more of the heel in his mouth until he swallowed the whole heel deep down his throat.

“Good boy. Deep throat that for mistress.”

I relished in the power to make my sub enjoy deep throating a 10 inch heel for me. 

“Stop. Come closer. Open your mouth.” I pulled my sub by the hair on the back of his head and stood up with my mouth close to his, releasing a thin thread of spit towards his open mouth. 

“Close. Swallow.” 

After watching my sub swallow and open his mouth wide again I spat into his mouth one more time, making sure it was more spit this time. Then, I stood up.

“Now, get us something to drink.” I said while pulling his leash and directing him towards the fridge hidden inside a glass cupboard.

He opened the fridge to reveal two bottles of Veuve Cliquot. 

“Open one and fill up two glasses. Don’t spill.” 

My sub handed me one of the glasses and we had a quick cheer for the rest of the night, before he put his glass to his lips ready to drink.

“Stop. Put the glass down. Did I say you could drink?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Get down on your knees. Open your mouth. Wide.”

I had one sip of the delicious bubbles, swallowing it slowly, rolling the liquid around my mouth while my sub eagerly awaited his. I swallowed. Then, I filled up my mouth fully with the sparkling liquid, twirling it around my mouth before spitting it slowly into my sub’s mouth.

“Swallow.”

“Thank you Mistress.” He said looking up at me with a glazed, devoted look in his eyes.

I petted his head for a moment, before pulling him close.

“Don’t do anything without my permission, understood?” I whispered in his ear.

“Yes, Mistress.”

I released my sub from his leash and told him to slowly strip off his pants. He clumsily started unbuttoning his pants. Once I told him to make it more sexy, he moved his hips from side to side while wiggling his way out of the jeans. I had another sip of the champagne while he revealed a pair of gray briefs with an obvious wet spot where the head of his erect penis was ready to burst out. 

“Are you dripping already? Haha. Get down on your knees and crawl here.” Remove my boots, one at a time.”

My sub tried removing the first boot by biting on the zipper, which did not move at all and left me laughing at his effort. I stopped him in his ridiculous attempt and made him use his hands instead. Once both boots were removed to reveal my transparent black stockings, I placed my feet on his face, covering every part of it. Allowing him to fully immerse himself in my feet. Once I allowed him to breathe air again, he asked if he could remove my stockings. A request I declined. Patience is a virtue, slave. 

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.” 

Remote controlled anal plug in public, caning, and fisting made up my first session of the year. All things my submissive experienced for the first time with me. I love being someone's first. Add on the delights of boot, shoe and foot worship, spanking and pegging with a big black cock, washed down with a golden bath and you got the recipe for a perfect evening. 

I walked into the dimly lit lobby of an upscale Sydney hotel wearing black patent leather stilettos accentuating my long tanned legs, leading up to a leather mini skirt showing off my fit, round booty. My plump breasts supported by a black leather bra discreetly peeking out of a black silk top. Around my neck a silver snake necklace adorned with black, gray and red stones rested close to my cleavage. The femme fatale has arrived. 

In my right hand I rolled a black, shiny suitcase filled to the brim with toys to fulfill my own and any man's kinkiest fantasies. The contents of it were specifically tailored and partially funded by the submissive standing up in admiration as I click-clacked my way inside to give him a hug and hand over the suitcase while he slipped a keycard into my hand. We said our hellos with naughty twinkles in our eyes and an electrical tension of expectation flowing between us. My sub walked me to the elevator, which I entered and left him behind, eagerly awaiting the next step of our adventure. Let the playtime begin. 

When I opened the door to the spacious room, the first thing I noticed was the large bathtub in the middle of the space, as if it was designed to be the centerpiece. I gotta put that to proper use. The bathtub was separated from the rest of the room by a glass wall. I had many things planned for our session, but I could not resist slipping out a flesh colored dildo from my suitcase the moment I opened it, slamming its suction cup bottom onto the glass in the height of my submissive’s mouth. Suck on that bitch.

I continued unpacking one side of my suitcase of sin, placing various BDSM items across the room. Chains around the bed poles, check. Collar and leash, leg cuffs, wrist cuffs check. Dildos in increasing sizes, leading up to a 10 inch pink dildo, check. BBC, my second skin black leather strapon with 8 inch dildo, check. Extra clean with antibacterial toy cleaner, check. Paddle, flogger and cane check. Mouth gag with attached dildo, check. I grinned as I filled up the night stand with anal lube, regular lube, regular condoms, large condoms, extra large condoms. Then, I made a fist with my left hand measuring it against PBC (pink, big cock) and a fist sized dildo. The real thing is just a tad bigger, he can take it for me. I’ll go slowly. 

I zipped open the second side of my suitcase to reveal three sets of lingerie, one bodysuit, black stockings, and black knee high patent leather boots. The lingerie and bodysuit were all presents from the devoted sub for various occasions, birthday, christmas, new years and just because I’d look hot in it. Which I do. I removed my silk top and leather skirt to reveal a classic thong and bra in black leather. I slipped into a black mesh bodysuit, buttoning up close to 20 golden buttons on top of my lingerie, making my cleavage pop. I love teasing you through multiple layers. 

I pulled the black stockings up to the top of my thighs, looking back in the mirror to adjust the black seam to be in the middle of my long leg, before slipping back into my leather mini skirt and placing my feet into stilettos. I texted my submissive to order me an espresso martini, considered peeing, but decided to save the precious drops for him. Then, I put on a layer of shiny red lipstick in the bathroom mirror. The last thing I did before leaving the room was glance at the big bathtub, the chains around the bed poles, BBC and PBC, grinning mischievously to myself. In my hand I held a remote control labelled Ass Thumpers, caressing the ‘on’ button beneath my thumb. We’re in for the night of our lives. 

Incorporate self care, your body and mind will thank you for it.

It’s easy to push self care to the side in the midst of session set up, content creation, picture editing, social media management and daily administrative duties. However, all of these tasks flow easier with a rejuvenated body, mind and spirit.

Self care can be many things, such as meditation, yoga, physical activity, massage, a nourishing meal, quality time with friends or something as simple as lighting a scented candle.

The forms of self care I’ve built into my daily routine are meditation, pranayama (breathing exercises), yoga, walking in nature, going to the gym and having a fresh smoothie or juice. 

About once or twice a week I go for a swim, run and/or dancing. A couple times a month I get a manicure and pedicure and even less frequent, I get a massage. 

The types of self care I would love to do more of is sound healing, different types of massage and bodywork, facials (I just had my second facial ever and my skin is glowing) and longer spa sessions. 

Two times in my life I’ve gone on extended yoga retreats with full focus on yoga and healthy living. After this, I’ve returned to my everyday life with new vigor and determination. Going on a health retreat once or twice a year to devote myself to extended self care in a serene location is something I envision for the future.

Self care is important to fit into our busy lives both as dominant and submissive. Do something that is just for you. Do what makes you feel like you’re nourishing yourself and leaves you feeling more relaxed and at ease afterwards.  

For both me as a dominant and my submissives, it is important to show up as the best versions of ourselves and take good care of our body, mind and spirit in between sessions. I’m hoping this post will inspire you to incorporate at least one form of self care today. 

Want to get to know me and my desires better? Check out my self interview adapted from questions from Ivy Societe.

What is your ideal date with a client?

Before the date, I will familiarise myself with his kinks and decide that he needs to wear for instance and anal plug, a cock cage, women’s lingerie or all of the above underneath his clothes to our date.

Meeting up at a restaurant serving a great degustation menu, omakase, or a good steak. Having a cocktail and saying cheers to a good night as I glance down at his locked cock.

Popping a bottle of champagne that I’ll be drinking in between lots of water, while looking teasingly over at my client as we both know he’ll be drenched in my champagne later. I’ll discreetly run my long nails along a part of his body or stroke the heal of my shoe against his inner thigh while crossing my legs over. Indulging in delicious food all while building up tension and excitement for what’s to come.

What's your biggest turn on?

Knowing the client has fully surrendered himself to my will and I’m completely in charge.

Secret desires and shared naughty experiences only me and the other person(s) know about.

What’s your favourite restaurant and your favourite dish on the menu?

Eau de Vie in Melbourne

Tetsuya in Sydney

Both offer more seasonal based degustation menus so picking a particular dish is difficult. I would have to say the whole experience at both restaurants.

Among your friends, what are you best known for?

Being unconventional. Being an intense all-in or nothing kind of person. Questioning commonly held beliefs. Exercising a lot. Travelling as much as I can. Never giving up.

Whats something you couldn't live without?

Music.

What's Your favourite Place on Earth?

Cuba for amazing beaches, great hiking, rainforest, cars you won’t see anywhere else, great food, highly educated friendly people, music, dance and vibrancy.

Tokyo for food, fish market, culture and diversity of experiences available.

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. 

A domination session is a multisensory experience. A  scene is carefully planned, considering how it will affect all your senses.

Visually, I make sure I’m dressed impeccably in lingerie, leather and/or latex with boots or heels from my extensive collection, freshly applied make-up, soft smooth skin, manicure and pedicure. I arrange the gear and toys in a visually pleasing and organized manner. I consider what level of light is most suitable, usually it’s dimmed on the darker side, or candlelit. However, if I want to dress you up as a girl for instance, I might want you strutting your stuff to me in a more lit space.

In the auditory realm, I pick music and decide on the tone and level of my voice most suited for the session. Do I find it appropriate to play music in the background? If so, perhaps something enchanting and witchy, energy enhancing meditation music, chillstep, classical, or even metal. If I choose to use music, something without words feels more suitable to me. In many cases silence is preferred as there is already enough going on to satisfy the senses and adding music would be an overload instead of an enhancement.

Tactically, I love to play with textures in clothing, restraints, teasing and spanking. The soft, smooth sensation of leather against your skin. The texture of the rope being tied carefully around your wrists. My hands stroking your bum before spanking it, then stroking it again. Teasingly caressing your skin with a leather flogger. So many options of pleasure and delicious pain.

When it comes to gustation, it can involve for example force feeding the submissive with food placed on my foot or making them lick up every last drop of a certain liquid. Golden shower, hot sauce, my dirty shoes. Delicious and entertaining in their own particular ways.
To focus the session on one or more senses over others, include sensory deprivation. By removing one or more of the senses, the remaining senses are infused with heightened awareness. 

In summary, a domination session is a multisensory experience that can include visual, auditory, tactical, olfactory and gustation senses in various degrees. 

Want to serve Me, but don't live in Sydney? No problem, there are many ways to serve and session at a distance. Various tasks can be completed from the other side of a screen across the country or from anywhere in the world at any time.

My devious mind delights in coming up with unique ways to keep you on your toes and place myself firmly inside your head. Those butterflies in your stomach and pulse racing as you open a picture or task from Me makes the mundane drift away as you surrender yourself to My Will. 

The devilish smile I get on my face when I tell you to put on your smallest cock cage before having your big meeting and sending me picture proof. Laughing at the picture of your tiny locked up cock when it rolls into my inbox while looking around the cafe I'm at, seeing all other customers deeply devoted to what's most likely their 9-5. Contemplating what to send you next to make sure the most important thing in your day is to serve Me. 

Serving me by sending gifts, tributes, performing slave tasks, video and voice calls, voice messages and pictures are all excellent ways to keep you as a submissive devoted to Me at a distance.

If you consider a session with Me in the future or you want to keep the momentum up between sessions, digital play lets us build up an enormous amount of tension before meeting in the flesh. It’s also a great opportunity to make sure we are on the same page in regards to future playtimes. 

When we finally meet for an in person session, the tension is electric and every word and touch from your Mistress feels like you're in heaven. 

It excites me to have submissives from all over the world. To know devotion has no limits allows Me to let my imagination roam free as I keep you devoted to Me. 

Preparation 

Never undermine the power of preparation. Preparation is essential to create an optimal session for both parties. Before even contacting a Dominatrix, the client should read Her profile and website to see if they are a match. If the Dominatrix feels like their interests align and She wishes to take them on as a new client, the next step is to prepare for the session itself. 

In my case, when the session is scheduled, I prepare the space and tools that may be implemented for the particular session. I create an outline for the content, which can change if I feel it’s better to do things in a different order or include other elements. Before the client arrives, I shower, shave, moisturize, apply makeup and put on the outfit and heels I deem suitable for the occasion. Finally, I meditate to clear my head before the client arrives. 

I carefully prepare the session and my attire, and expect you to arrive prepared as well. Bring the donation in cash. Hand it over when we sit down to have a brief introductory chat. Tell me about any ailments or things I need to be aware of in regards to your current state of physical and mental being. Take a shower when I tell you to before the session. Wash yourself properly with the soap provided, everywhere. Especially your armpits, genitals and ass. Use the deodorant and mouthwash. They are not decor. Use them! Cleanliness is holiness. I can hear it if you turn the shower on for a couple of seconds only. Worse yet, I can smell it. I do not want to smell your mouth, armpits, dick or ass. If anal play or strap-on play is part of the session, make sure your ass is clean by using an anal douche before the session. 

Boundaries

Setting clear boundaries is extremely important in a Dominant/submissive relationship. 

Safe words(s) are important tools for the submissive to use when the Dominatrix is approaching their limits. 

Clearly communicate what the nature of your Domme/sub session and relationship involves and what is not a part of it. 

Balance 

Knowing when to be stern and when to be more flexible can be difficult to get right in the beginning of getting to know a new client. Once trust is established and the session dynamic explored, it is easier to feel into what times a hard approach is appropriate and when a more gentle approach is needed. 

Switching between being gentle and hard at the right times becomes like a dance once the session unfolds. The only way to find out is to bring 100% focus to the session, trust your gut and pay attention to the submissive’s state at all times. 

Uniqueness

No two clients or sessions will ever be the same. Each relationship between a Domme and a sub is unique, with its own dynamic and boundaries. There is no one-size-fits-all template to a perfect session. Attunement to the client, session content and space is essential to a successful session. 

Aftercare

Acknowledge that some time and care is usually required to transition from a session to life outside the cocoon of BDSM for both parties. The perfect formula for this can be different for each Domme and sub. Drinking water and having a warm shower is an easy and effective way to transition from subspace back to regular life. I like doing a post-session check-in and reflection, where the submissive is given space to discuss what the session felt like and what was good and bad.  

Personally, I drink water and have a particular meditation I do after the client exits. Then, I remove any generated garbage and carefully clean all the equipment thoroughly before taking a long hot shower. 

In summary, after 5 years working as a Dominatrix, preparation, boundaries, balance, uniqueness and aftercare are 5 aspects I find particularly important to my profession of choice.

I’m itching to spank asses and kick balls after a month away from play. I return to my chosen home with increased passion for my profession. Lucky slaves who see me when I get back to Sydney, recieves tons of built up energy.

As I traveled through my home country of Norway, I reviewed my life. I don’t belong in this cold country any more. My home is on the other side of the world. In Australia, where I stay warm and feel free to be me. Here, sex work is legal and my friends know what I do for a living and how much I love it.

Back in my home that is no longer my home, I don’t yet feel fully free to tell friends and family what I do. I am not ashamed. My life is simply so different from theirs, I believe it will be hard for them to comprehend what I do. Accepting it will be a whole different ball game. Especially if I tell them the kind of games I play with balls.

I cannot wait to return and take time to see clients in Sydney and across Australia. In the coming year, I am keeping Sydney as my base city. Touring across the country, to places I have visited before and adding on new cities will be my second priority. I encourage fly me to you requests for clients who wish to see me in their city of choice.

Sometimes, things become clearer from a distance. To me, how much I love life in Australia has been illuminated. I am fully dedicated to resume my life as a dominatrix in the country I proudly call my home.