I'm a compulsive planner and a spontaneous succubus. Sounds like a contradiction? It's not. It fuels the complexity that is me to be simultaneously contained and free. 

Extended Sessions is where my devious mind really gets to shine. Planning a session that stretches over hours fuels my creativity and passion. More time means more opportunities to build things up gradually and explore a variety of tantalizing toys. 

My plans are the frame I paint within. The colors are my notes and equipment. Sometimes, I draw the planned picture within co-designed boundaries. Other times, I draw on the frame itself. Occasionally, I pick colors I haven't painted with before and find they mix perfectly with what's already on paper. On rare and wonderful occasions, I forget about the frame all together and freely flow far outside any preconceived form. Guided by the magic wand of clear communication and consent.

The elements of kink I adore are as varied as the parts that constitute the complex conglomerate that is me. My toolbox is as large as a garage. Cuffs, chains and collars bring it on. Strapon, spit and smothering, yes please. Body and foot worship, delicious. Humiliation and degradation, let my devious mind flow. The touch of leather on my fingertips, divine!   

The possibilities are endless. You can even FMTY (fly me to you) to where you are and let me design a session in a place you feel comfortable. Or you could fly yourself to me and I’ll introduce you to the best of my world. 

We can do a public activity as part of the session. Sharing a meal, drink or experience is a great way to get to know each other before entering the world of playtime. Different settings could inspire and kick off the rest of the session if appropriate to the theme.

Other examples include but are not limited to anything other than my imagination. It could be a shopping spree, gym, or sauna. A sex toy shop or a movie theater. The beach. The nude beach. All the while you’re wearing something more or less secret in public such as lingerie underneath your clothes, a buttplug, vibrating buttplug or anal hook, or you could be fully dressed up in your finest feminine attire. 

An extended session provides time and space for a range of activities or more in depth focus on and unravelling of one element. It gives me more time to build things up and for us to wind down together after a session. Allowing you to gradually drift out of subspace and into my aftercare. Giving us time to reflect on our experience together and potentially plan what can be explored next time we meet.

To date, my longest sessions have been 6 hours. I’ve had about five of these sessions with the same lucky sub. Every time we go deeper and deeper and get pleasantly lost in a bubble of pain and pleasure. Each time we go further into experiences we could only envision in the past. It's pure magic how much you can grow together in a longer session.

Sessions are limited only to our imaginations. Longer play times bring out more of my desires and devious mind. More places to play, more opportunities to have my way. Extended time for you to release control to me and become free. How long would you like to play next?

I require a deposit for all bookings because of the room and transportation I pay for, the time I set off and the hours of preparation it takes to be mentally, physically and spatially ready for a session. 

Preparing for a session is a full time job on its own. When your deposit comes through, I immediately book a place to conduct the session. Then, I make a list of the necessary equipment to pack and prepare. Next, comes outfits and accessories, which could include a variety of garments such as leather, latex, lingerie, gloves, boots and stilettos. Some of these may need extra cleaning or preparation before they are ready to be worn. Next up, there is the physical preparation, which includes body peeling, wax, shaving, make-up, manicure, pedicure and hair. 

Upon arriving at the chosen location, I unpack, get my toys and tools ready for use and prepare myself and the space. 

I very rarely take a booking at a moment's notice. And I never take a booking without a deposit. I hope this blog post effectively illuminates the reasons why. 

On rare occasions I am already at a location and ready to receive a booking. For example, when I am on tour or when I’ve posted on X about specific incall availability. This does not mean I don’t need a deposit. In this unique case, I require the deposit to set off the time and get ready for your booking. This means I block out the time for you and prepare myself and all my equipment for our unique session. Once you’re booked in at a specific time, I won’t take any bookings for some time before and after our session. I block off at least an hour extra to prepare and clean my equipment, body and mind prior to and after playtime. 

I understand the doubt about sending money to someone you don’t know, what if they are a scammer? It’s a shame there are scammers out there preying on ignorant, innocent people and jeopardizing the business for the rest of us. However, they are easy to spot if you keep a few things in mind when searching for the sex worker who fits you and your interests best. It’s up to you to be diligent and do your research to verify the authenticity of the sex worker you’re about to book. Personal, authentic social media accounts over several years, profiles on a variety of directories, a professional website and blog and professional communication in the booking process will help with your discernment. If you’re still unsure if it’s right to make the booking, arrange for a paid 5-10 minute introductory phone call to discuss the session with the provider and get a more in depth feel for them.  

My intention with this post is to be an eye-opener on the subject of why deposits are so essential to a Dominatrix’ business. Hopefully, I can inspire those of you in doubt to do the research, take the plunge and make the booking. In the right way, with a deposit.  

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!

(A continuation of a session told in multiple parts on my blog, for the whole story read The Best of Beginnings, Anticipation and Vibrations and Part Three of Submitting to Me first).

Instead of allowing slave to remove my stockings, I instructed him to

  “Bend over the bed. Pull your panties down to your knees. Bend over the bed on the towel. Let me see that ass.” 

I softly stroke my hand across his ass, feeling his glutes tense up at first, then relax under my gentle touch.

“Are you ready for your punishment?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Take your panties off. Lie all the way down on the bed.”

I walked over to the table to grab a brand new rattan cane, purchased for this purpose solely. I picked it up in my right hand and told my sub to open his eyes and look towards me as I teasingly spanked my left hand with the tip.

“But first, safety,” I said as I put the cane down and carefully placed one pillow above his asscheeks and one below. Then, I whispered into his ear to make sure he was ready. 

I caressed his ass gently with my hand, before picking up the cane and making sure my stance was steadily grounded. I told him, my goal is for five strokes, before resting the cane on his ass, right on its most fleshy parts, where I aimed to hit, lifting it up with my wrist before making the move, hearing the cane move through the air swiftly 

Whack.

I made sure my sub was ok before continuing with the second stroke.

Whack.

Stopping to admire the red marks across both his asscheeks and to praise my sub for taking it so well. Before continuing, I was assured he was more than ok and in fact eagerly awaiting more. I told him I’d keep going until five.

Whack

Whack

Whack

I felt mildly euphoric looking at the five stripes across my subs ass. Admiring my work for a couple breaths before leaning over to give my sub a few moments of tender affection. Beaming like a proud teacher whose student just aced their final exam. 

I cradled my sub in a nurturing embrace after his complete surrender to me and my cane. Allowing him to rest his head on my lap as I gently stroked his hair, slowly bringing him back from subspace to the present time and place.

I peeked over at his asscheeks to see his skin marked with red stripes of striking affection. Tokens of devotion, surrender and trust.  

What material gets your blood pumping as you stroke your fingers across it? 

The tactile sensations of sensually caressing latex and leather with my fingertips puts me in the right mood to play. Elevating my senses and blocking out any noise irrelevant to the experience. I fully absorb myself in a field of sensations as I flow into mental and physical playspace. 

Rubbing my fingers and body against glossy rubber and smooth second skin leather excites me on a deep level. As a result I understand and appreciate people’s fetishes for different clothing and the materials they are made of. In the world of BDSM, there’s a whole realm of attire. Lingerie, stockings, bodysuits, corsets, masks, gloves, hats, heels, boots and more made from leather, latex, PVC, fur, lace and fishnet fabric to name a few.

Lingerie comes in many designs and fabrics. Silk, lace, satin and mesh are sexy and sensual materials. The pieces making up a set can be as simple as a bodysuit or bra and panties, with potential add on of a suspender belt or corset. To complete the outfit, heels and stockings will do the trick.  

Stockings with a seam in the center of its backside, stretching from bottom to top makes me feel extra feminine and sexy. I love rubbing my hands across nylon stockings and making my slaves worship them with their hands and lips if they are lucky.

Fishnet is another sexy fabric that can be used in a variety of ways from pantyhose to a full body stocking and anything in between. Fishnets can be part of the outfit or the whole outfit on its own. I often mix fishnet stockings with PVC boots or a bodysuit with buttons in front and fishnet back with seamed stockings and patent leather stilettos. The possibilities are endless. 

Speaking of stilettos, footwear comes in so many shapes and materials. Black and red patent leather stilettos and thigh high boots are some of my favorites. 

Leather, latex, lace, lingerie, masks, bodysuits, fishnets and heels can be mixed and matched in a multitude of ways to achieve the look and feel you desire. Picking the right attire is like adding frosting to a cake. The outfit and materials it’s made of adds an extra layer of deliciousness. Whether that's a hard dark chocolate shell or luscious red raspberry cream is up to you. 

Build your kinky wardrobe with what makes you feel sexy. Be playful and open to try new things. Feel the excitement bubbling through your body as your thoughts drift to what you're going to wear next time you play. Have fun! 

In June, I’m traveling to Europe to see family and friends in Oslo, attend a Femdom event in Paris and embark on a solo adventure. Three trips in one. To fulfill the totality that is me.  

First, a trip to my hometown, where a majority of friends and family are blissfully ignorant about what I do for a living. How much of who I am can I display in the present, amongst people of the past? Do I leave them the way they were, thinking I work with marketing in Sydney? Technically, a piece of the pie of truth. One that leaves out all other pieces and the crispy crust, but still, it’s a taste. I do at least as much marketing as in person sessions. So, I’m not lying. 

Does everyone in your life need to know everything about you? No, they don’t. We’re different people to different people and that’s fine. How much of me do my friends and family need to see? I meet these people no more than once a year, perhaps it’s best to leave them as they are. As they were. I’ve been away for 13 years, the past version of them is all I know too. At what point does “we know each other” become “we knew each other?” To them, I am who I was, even though I am so much more. The same is true in their case. 

I can count the number of people back home who know I’m a Dominatrix on one hand. The most important being my dad. It’s the first time I’m seeing my dad after telling him what I really do for a living. A conversation I postponed year after year until one night after a few too many champagnes I bursted out 

“Do you really think I’ve basically done nothing more than a bit of marketing here and there for the last 6 years. I’d go crazy. Do you not know me at all? In fact I’ve been building a business as a Dominatrix. Yes, that’s a sex worker and yes, I’m happy and it’s my business and my choice. And I do everything myself. Everything. So stop thinking I don’t do anything over here. Ok? Thanks.”

Dad now refers to me as a specialist therapist, which, well, isn’t a complete lie either. 

After two weeks of immersing myself in the city and people I grew up amongst, I jet off to Paris to fully embrace myself as a Dominatrix amongst like-minded powerful women. I’m already looking forward to sitting on the plane eager to break the chains of the past again. Free to express myself in fabulous attire and discuss topics dear to my heart with people who know exactly what I’m talking about. All while sipping champagne and exploring a beautiful city and its kinky treasures.  

Part three of my journey is yet to be determined. Once family and friends reunions are behind me and my Dominatrix self has roamed for days, what next? What part of me also needs to be free? Is it the beach babe, the history geek, the party girl or the fashionista’s time to play. Ideally all of them. Do I fly to Lisbon, Sicily, or Ibiza, places I haven’t visited yet? Or do I go back in time, to Malta, where I went to language school and my first club at the age of 14? Or Crete, where I worked as a bartender at 20? Or perhaps a new or previous client decides to whisk me away for a day? I’m open to that adventure. 

So many choices and each destination will fulfill different parts of me. Which one it will be still remains a mystery. A balanced life gives room for all parts of you to roam freely. That doesn’t mean all of me have to be set free everywhere I go all the time. 

There’s a time and place for everything. My provocative leather dress and rubber strapon is not appropriate for a friend reunion in a park in Oslo, but perfect for a kink party at an undisclosed location in Paris. And that’s perfectly fine. I’m still all of me. One piece of pie at a time and sometimes I’m the whole cake with extra frosting and finger licking good Cherries on top. Europe, I dare you to taste.

Browsing around the world of kink? Perhaps you haven’t even admitted your craving to be submissive to yourself. You’re just having a cheeky glance at what’s out there. In case you do decide to dip your toes in. Then, you see Her, the one who ticks all the boxes. Is this Goddess of a woman for real?

The best way to know if the Dominatrix capturing your attention is as perfect as she appears at first glance is to do your research before making a booking. Read her profile(s), website, blog and social media. Anything you want to know about her is easily accessible and should match up on multiple platforms. 

Do Your Research

A wave of excitement and nervousness ripples through your body as you press the button to reveal Dominatrices available in your city. Browsing through the directory’s selection, one woman draws you in with Her appearance, attire and cheeky smile. This is Her, this is the one, you think as you open her profile page. She offers sensual domination and loves foot fetish and pegging just as much as you do, is this too good to be true? Her profile text sounds authentic and Her professional pictures and selfies display a variety of looks, all exuding Dominance.   

Then the doubt kicks in, what if she’s fake? She does seem too good to be true. Lingering at her rates, thinking it’s a bit pricey, but nothing more than a night out with the boys. 1 hour seems too short for a full experience, but what if you don’t match as much as you hoped, then 2 hours is too much, 1.5 could be the sweet spot. Oh wait, she also offers digital sessions and social dates, that’s a great way to get to know her better before in person playtimes. 

You’re intrigued and on the edge of making a booking right there in the heat of the moment. Then, you see the links to Her website and Twitter and understand they are there to give you even more information, so you don’t have to bother Her with unnecessary questions that She’s already answered there. 

Her website is professional with an introduction to who She is, Her style of Domination, what She enjoys and offers and what She doesn’t. If She has a blog, read it to access deeper insights into Her world. If it includes a review section, you can gain deeper insight into how other submissives like yourself experience a session with Her.

Curiosity takes over and you write the first message in the format she prefers answering all information requested. That way, you know she’ll review your session request favorably. 

Communicate Clearly 

Answer any question your Dominatrix of choice requests on her booking form as clear and concisely as possible. If it’s relevant to who you are and the session you request, include it, if not, don’t. A few lines is often more than enough. 

Know What You Want

Don’t be the guy who says “I’ll do anything you want.” What if I’m in the mood to take my 12 inch strapon dildo for a hard intense pounding and you’re an anal virgin? Or have you lick my dirty shoes clean when you’re germaphobic. Or lock you inside a tiny cage and leave you for an hour when you’re claustrophobic. You said anything, right?

If you’re not completely sure what you want, that’s ok. But, I’m sure you have some idea of a couple things you’d like to explore and whether you want the general tone of the session to be sensual, playful, humiliating or strict.

Know What You Don’t Want

If you don’t want feet on your face, pee in your mouth, dildo in your ass or cuffs around your wrists, tell the Dominatrix beforehand. Easy. 

Share Anything Relevant Prior to the Session

If you have a medical condition, are taking any medication or have an injury that might be relevant to what you’re after in a session, tell the Dominatrix prior to the session. In that way, She will be prepared and you can both be at ease knowing all the cards are on the table. 

With this advice in the back of your head, you’re ready to see your new Dominatrix for the first time. The decision is made, you’ve made an informed choice and informed your choice. Now, you can lean back, relax and let the countdown until playtime begin. Allow your imagination drift off into the delicious pain and pleasure that awaits once you surrender into the capable hands of your Goddess.

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 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. 

Fly me to you (FMTY) is a fantastic way to see your Dominatrix of choice at the location you desire. My dungeon is portable, and I love to travel and experience new places and people.  

The first step is agreeing on a suitable location, date, time, duration and session content. Then, providing screening details and a 50% deposit seals the deal. 

Fly me to your hometown, let me be the most exciting part of your business trip, or see me before, during, or after a holiday. Even better, plan a playcation to a place we both want to explore.

Making your fantasy an exclusive reality with both our schedules, often requires booking long in advance. This gives us something to look forward to and be properly prepared for. 

However, my schedule changes from month to month, so there’s always the odd chance I’m available for a last minute rendezvous. 

I’m happy to travel to most places I can fly to in Australia for a booking of 2 hours minimum, with travel costs and one night at a hotel covered. In rare cases, I can fly in in the morning and out in the evening on the same day. My preference is for longer bookings. 

For FMTY worldwide, I assess the booking and require an absolute minimum of 4 hours. In this case, 50% of the session and the travel costs, one night at an upscale hotel and all meals need to be covered. Depending on the location, the minimum hours and requirements might vary. When you fly in a Dominatrix you’re dying to have a session with, you should be excited to make sure her stay is up to the highest standards.

From the moment the booking is made, there are many ways to stay in touch and build up even more tension and anticipation from afar. For an agreed upon donation, I can offer text, email, call, video, pictures, slave tasks, key holding and more for a period of time leading up to the FMTY. 

Another way to add a little extra, is by sending a gift in the form of a donation or gift card to be used on an outfit or toy for the session. 

Reading this blog is a sign it’s time to turn your FMTY fantasy into reality. 

See you in Playtime Paradise!

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?

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.

On the first day of May, I celebrate my five year anniversary as Nina Nyx. Five years of collecting extraordinary experiences on the fringes of society. 

Becoming Nina is the best thing I have done. Nina is clearly not my real name, but my business carrying this name allows me to live an authentic life. 

My career as a Dominatrix is the longest professional endeavor I have dedicated myself to besides being an eternal student. 

I have full control over every part of my business. Each aspect of Nina Nyx is my creation. Nina’s webpage, blog, social media presence, photoshoot location and outfits, image editing, directory profiles and interactions with clients are all made and maintained by me alone. What you see is what you get.

I weave in aspects of my background in psychology and yoga teaching into my sessions. In this way, I utilize my previous professional identity in the construction of Nina Nyx.

The happiness and excitement I get from being Goddess Nina Nyx makes me feel certain I will continue being Her for the next five years. I constantly strive to perfect my skills and learn new things to keep evolving as a Dominatrix.

Thank you to my regular clients who have been with me since the beginning and partaken in my growth over the last five years. Thank you to the new clients who I will meet as I carry on doing what I love with more experience and dedication.

My clients come in all ages and from all walks of life. Taxi driver, student, construction worker, musician, scholar and international CEO. I have seen them all. Having a varied clientele inspires my work and makes me thrive.

What my clients have in common is the willingness to submit. They desire to relinquish control and do what I tell them to. How they wish to succumb to my will can be very different. Bondage, foot worship, spanking, humiliation, collar and leash, pegging and crossdressing are a few examples of the wide variety of services I offer. 

I do not discriminate against anyone based on age (as long as you are over 18), ethnicity or background. Things that make me choose not to see a client is if they are rude, think they deserve special treatment because of their alleged hotness or whiteness, refuse to pay a deposit or decline taking a shower at the beginning of a session.

Recently, I've been lucky to session with two amazing new clients. One is 18, the other 75 years old. One brand new to play. The other with decades of experience. Both perfect gentlemen. Age is nothing but a number and having a lot of experience or none at all are both intriguing to me. I cannot wait to see them both again.

I also saw my first couple a couple months ago. They were both very polite and keenly interested in what I do. I believe it was a great experience of play for us all. I hope to see more couples in the future.

If you are one of my friends, peers, acquaintances or clients who have expressed curiosity as to who my clients are, here you go. It can be any man (or woman) you see walking down the street, your dad, your brother or your neighbor, being brave enough to follow their desire to explore their sexuality. 

Curious what a day in my life looks like? I love the diversity in my life as a dominatrix. No day is the same, although content can be similar and juggled around throughout the week. Important pieces in the puzzle of my existence are exercise, yoga, meditation, reading, social media management, text, call or video sessions, answering emails and texts, preparing content and live sessions. 

I stay strong in body and mind to be the best Domme I can be. Yoga and meditation makes me attuned to what arises in a session and able to adjust to the client. I build bodily strength to keep the submissive in their place on a physical level. This is particularly important in wrestling and discipline sessions. 

No client or session is like any other. In person sessions are built with diverse content and prepared for mentally and physically beforehand, to assure I am ready to give the client and myself the best possible experience. 

Text, call and video sessions require different preparation. First, I make sure I know what the client likes. Then, I plan a session with the elements the client requests with some room for improvisation and change if needed.

Online presence and social media management takes up a lot of my time. I got a website, directory profiles, and Twitter to maintain and update frequently. Preparing content in the form of Tweets, blogs, taking pictures and editing is a daily task. I enjoy it since it allows me to be creative and innovative and give people a glimpse of my life. 

The variety of experiences I have makes my life rich. Being a domme is a full time job and beyond. It is a lifestyle and I wouldn’t want any other way. 

Before seeing a client, I make sure we are a good fit for each other by gaining an understanding of their interests and desires. Once the initial connection is established and I agree to take them on as a client, I prepare for our session by picking suitable equipment and attire. Then, it’s time to choose the location for our encounter and make sure I have enough time to set up the space.

I instruct the submissive to get mentally and physically ready for our time together. I may also tell them what to expect from our playtime. If they wish to bring something to the session, I require them to tell me beforehand, so I can judge if it is appropriate or not to the context. 

Fifteen minutes before the submissive arrives, I meditate and clear my mind. This way, I am open to what might arise and my intuition is heightened. Then, I read through the outline I have written for the session and make sure I remember all the elements we agreed upon. 

When I meet the submissive in the flesh, establishing trust is important. Therefore, I am at first welcoming and friendly, unless the client and I have decided on an alternative form of greeting. I invite the sub to a pre-session briefing where we agree on the general gist of the session, choose safe word(s), starting position and I tell the sub how to refer to me during playtime.  

The last thing happening before the session starts is the submissive taking a shower to rinse off the day and get ready to step over the threshold into subspace. After the shower, they will come out naked or in the attire we agreed upon in our briefing and assume the start position I have given. Let the playtime begin.

1. Complete Control 

Nothing excites me more than knowing you are fully at my mercy. 100% devoted to serving me. Your pain and pleasure lies in my hands and I thrive from making the most of it.

2. Cock and Ball Torture

I absolutely love playing with a subs cock and balls. Especially inflicting pain with my hands; squeezing your balls, and using my nails on the head of your cock. Ballbusting using my feet to kick your balls is another favourite.

3. Pegging

I love the change of power dynamics when I put on my strap-on and get ready to fuck. I enjoy fucking first timers as much as more experienced men. Sensual and slow or hard and fast, pegging makes me feel strong, excited and empowered.

4. Foot worship

A submissive fully devoted to my feet that takes his time to give me a proper foot massage and then kisses and licks every part of my feet. After this, I step on his face and make him fully immerse himself in my feet. 

5. Tease and Denial

I love using my sensuality and curves to make you crave for me. Then, perhaps I’ll play with you just a little, before teasing you with my feminine beauty, making you beg for more.

Are you curious if the world of BDSM is for you? Maybe you have looked at kink porn and felt surprisingly aroused. Perhaps walked by a sex shop with a window exhibition of latex and cuffs. Or more likely in today’s world, you have seen fifty shades of grey and desired to be Anastasia instead of Christian.

Personally, I feel honored to guide people into the vast domain of kink. I am super excited every time I get the opportunity to allow newbies to try things they have fantasized about in real life. 

At first, we have conversations on text to figure out what you would like to try and what is off limits. Then, when we meet in person, these are followed up by a detailed introduction and agreement between the two of us of what will be explored within a session. 

After exploring curiosity, content and limits, the real fun begins. Once you emerge from the shower in our agreed upon attire, I will have a session planned specifically for your needs and desires. I carefully start at a low level of impact and check in when felt necessary as I gradually increase intensity throughout our time together. 

If anything we try is not your cup of tea, I make sure you are ok to continue with something else or if you would like to pause and debrief about the activity. In a tempo suitable to us both, I guide you through pain and pleasure until we reach a climax and then hold space for you as you transition back to everyday consciousness. 

Once the session is over, we have a chat about how the various elements were to you. I encourage you to share from your experience and what you enjoyed and what might not have been as expected. I make sure you are in a good condition to leave, before sending you off with unparalleled memories and either a fully scratched itch or the beginning of a beautiful journey into the universe of kink.