See Me Now

Winter is the perfect time for reflection and to build on close relationships. It’s when we can be most creative and submerge into projects that need a lot of dreaming put into them. We also need to keep warm with lots of spanking, enemas, and figging.

This week, I’m most excited about wearing my leather boots while strapping subs down to the experiment table, snapping on the surgical gloves and getting right to the bottom of The Issue.

I’m always game for a round of Force the Sissy, where bountiful frills are locked in place with zips, buckles, and tight lacing. Because we can’t have you escaping, can we.


Thursday 2pm-7pm

Friday 10am-7pm

Saturday 10am-10pm

Book time with me this week. Email to set an appointment without delay.




Spanking Therapy

bum.jpgThe paddle, the spoon, and I can rattle off any implement, but it’s the intention that stings. It’s the therapy of absolvement, paying the price for the thoughts and memories that go round and round your head, feeding the guilt that festers.

A spanking shocks the system and can purge those feelings, and with a loving hand it draws it out further, that no judgement is passed and this is for your own good, truly. Because the satisfaction that I get from it is that you will feel lighter after a good, firm round of measured beatings, knowing how it will be played out, being able to mentally prepare for each set of spankings.

Whether I deliver 5 or 50 beats with my bare hand or with a copy of Forbes Handbook, it ceases to matter once you are in a headspace of receiving penance for your wrongs, however great or small, however long ago, and whether or not you wish to share the details with me.

I remain a kind and understanding authoritarian, and the reason I pay such close attention to the number, speed, and severity is because I am committed to you going through something intense and coming out the other side feeling light, feeling freed of your burdens. Over my lap with your boxer briefs somewhere around your knees squirming on my body, your bottom getting ever more red, your cheeks blushing with pain and desire for more, you reach a state where rational thought and conscious cognition ceases to be. There is only anticipation for the next round of punishment/ therapy/ erotic embarrassment. I love watching the intellect dissolve and be replaced by the deep body experience of receiving corporal training. The body becomes so malleable once it’s warmed up.

I understand and am honoured by the responsibility that comes with caring for someone who is in a state of physical ecstasy and release from a firm, loving spanking, and I do not take it lightly. I take care of those who are willing to travel down into a deep place of letting go, whether by crop, cane, paddle, or my hand. The marks and bruises that follow are medals of endurance and dedication to the purge.

Clothed Female Nude Male (CFNM) at Oasis

I’m oiling up my paddle in preparation for a public spanking demo at Oasis Aqualounge tomorrow evening. Come to the Clothed Female Nude Male (CFNM) event for 9:30, where I will be holding court in the dungeon, discussing safety and negotiation around impact play / corporal punishment, revealing why it feels good to give and to receive in a sensory and a psychological frame, and then I will be putting my lucky submissive through the paces. If I feel like it I may even allow others to come lay over my knee and have a go at getting spanked. It might hurt, but you might like it.

I’ve been to CFNM at Oasis a few times now and it’s always great fun.There’s nothing like savouring the power of choosing to be clothed whilst the naked, vulnerable men squirm in the corner trying to keep their dignity. Men pay $50 and women get in free, so there’s usually more Dommes in the room than subs (free access to a swimming pool, sauna, and human footrests, yes please).  The hostesses are fantastic and come up with games to get folks in the Mistress/slave mood. Men decide what level of interaction they are up for by wearing coloured ribbons on their wrists: Green – available for interactive play, Pink- verbal humiliation, White – servitude. I was at this event for my birthday, and it was my only wish to spank 29 people in one night. All the men lined up along the pool deck with their bottoms ready, and it was the first time I’ve ever spanked whilst jogging. A spank marathon.

Come along and join the sadistic fun tomorrow, it’s only one pink note ($50) to meet me and maybe even get a rosy rear.