Fitzroy, Melbourne… A suburb of trendy bars, cafes, street art, restaurants of every kind – Italian, Thai, French, Greek, Japanese, Vietnamese cuisine, fashion boutiques, vintage and op shops, bookstores, shoe stores, caffeine dealers, wine cellars, hairdressers and gift stores. And that’s just Brunswick Street, the stretch of road which is Fitzroy’s spine. The local fashion [...]
Vintage image courtesy of Nick and Morphia
I am in love with Violet. No – not Mistress Violet of the Dominas Realm, who helped teach me during my training, who I think is fabulous but rather in a catching up for sushi train and gossip way (or if you are a slave, for a sound whipping). [...]
The CEO of a blue chip company contacted me, to tell me of his concern that one of his employees Mr G had stolen confidential and valuable company information. I was hired to get to the bottom of the matter, interrogate Mr G, using whatever means necessary to find out for whom he was working, [...]
I am very much enjoying my experience of being a Maîtresse (or dominatrice) in Paris. I am somewhat different in being one of the only English-style Mistresses in France, and also one of the only switch Mistresses in the country. As such, I receive a number of slaves who have lived in the UK (or commute from London) and have a [...]
“If you want to be a good Mistress, learn first how to be a good submissive”, is what many say.
At dungeons such as Salon Kittys in Sydney, it is a virtual requirement to first be a submissive. In this role, you learn the feeling of different implements, the psychological burn that an insult can inflict, and the [...]
One might think it easy to be submissive, that you merely take what is dished out to you. And it is true that hypothetically everyone is capable of submission. Indeed people submit every day of their lives – to their job and to their boss, to their role as a good wife/husband or mother/father, to [...]
Sometimes life feels within one’s control, as if you are at the helm, steering life’s direction, while at other times it is as if life’s current is pulling you to its will. The Dominas Realm was the rock I was being pulled towards, and Mistress Cleo - the strong-willed siren.
First, there was a friend of mine who knew of my [...]
HISTORICAL DIARY ENTRY, FEBRUARY 2008:
Perhaps it should have been more obvious to me. I mean how does one get to her late 20s and so seemingly self-aware, and yet be so ignorant of her own true desires?
Looking back, it began with entrapped princesses, for whom I was not fearful for but rather jealous of. Rapunzel [...]