I like watching people. Don’t take this the wrong way, invading someone’s space makes me sick, I wouldn’t do it in a creepy or harmful way. Some people and their routines tend to fascinate me and I would only observe what they openly show.

I would write about him, but he beat me and brought this printed out on paper into a consultation three sessions ago. “Gentle. Gentle enough to stare with a love you can’t fathom, but for once, you don’t have to. You don’t want to,

I had two men come into the dungeon the other day. When the booking came in I figured they were a couple. Smirk on my face, this could be an interesting session and new experience. Turns out they were brothers and wanted to have

I met my fly on the wall when I was nineteen years old. Brilliant entrepreneur and business man. Left his businesses to start writing later in life. I was at a bank in South America getting my check cashed, he approached me. Asked me

I have a special relationship with sharp objects and people society would classify as “weird”. This was in my early domme days, when I lived in the north part of the city, over drug dealers and under the beat of reggeaton. This was a

I spent my 23rd birthday hustling for the logistics company all day long. Last client I saw was in a miserable situation so I gave them my best deal, took a cut off my commission. It was hot that day, one of those moments

What is replaceable, what takes effort and time to recreate and what is actually too special it will leave a hole in you once gone? I get emotionally attached to cars and dogs. When I was 16 years old I bought my first car.

I love being a mistress, but it can be physically and emotionally exhausting. Long hours, unexpected events, late nights or early mornings, running, driving, cleaning, planning, booking. I pull into my driveway and I watch the city wake up before I get out of

On of those moments I go from curiosity to a rush. To ache. To more questions. Lawyer, very specific type. Could be anyone in the consultation room. Some might underestimate him from the way he holds himself. I know he is highly intelligent. Probably

“Sometimes it’s more important to be human, than to have good taste. ” ― Bertolt Brecht Some clients ask me how I got into this. I did my first session when I was 15 years old. Back then I would say it was coincidence, connecting

When I’m spaced out, running from one fantasy to the next – I write in my head all the time. My head never really shuts up. But it’s not until a day like this, when I’m sober, got a solid night of sleep and