When I first stepped into findom after years of lifestyle femdom, I didn’t have high expectations.
I was excited, curious, intrigued. And I slipped into Reddit and shifted my FetLife profile with a question hanging on my lips:
Is this for me?
I didn’t have an answer. I didn’t come in hell-bent on making it work.
I just knew that something about this space resonated for me. I knew a domme had told me, unprompted, a few years before that I would be good at pro domming. I knew that I loved the D/s dynamic that had unfolded in my personal life. I knew I was a dominant person and that people even outside of kink look to me to hold space, control situations, and be in charge.
So I took a curious step, then another. Another. I took from my personal experiences and I took from the new ones. I played with subs who came and went (both proverbially and otherwise) and those who stayed, who were the right connections for me.
And here I am, nearly a year in.
What a delight to find that I could carve out the space I wanted to within findom, that my curiosity led me to something that feels so right, that my lifestyle experience translated so seamlessly into what I’ve built online.
This week I’m thinking about how grateful I am.
That I found this space, this slice of my people.
For moments that feel powerful and sexy and also life-affirming.
For my long-term boys and my short-term ones.
For a space where I can authentically be. A space to laugh at you and tease you and toy with you. To push you and also for you to know I’ll catch you when you fall. To sometimes be the mean girl and sometimes be the nice one and always be the one holding space and standing in my power.