So, here’s the thing:
I started in femdom in my personal life. I still live that way. I still love it. D/s changed my life and continues to do so.
I still love the things I used to love. And I still incorporate femdom elements into nearly all of my findom connections. I tease and I cuck and I humiliate and I play.
And the reason I feel so free to do those things, is because of findom.
Because the joy isn’t really there for me when it’s a straightforward exchange of money and services. When you pay for a session and I deliver it.
The joy is there because I feel abundant. Worshipped. Because you’ve poured your wallet and yourself into pleasing me. Because you are generous without expectation.
And that is makes me want to surprise you. Tease you. Play with you.
If you have sessioned with me more than once, you’re grandfathered in. I only session twice with people I genuinely enjoy. But the only inquiries I want moving forward are findom ones.
In short: If you don’t want to pour yourself (wallet included) into my service, it’s a no.
If you are wondering what you get in return for serving, it’s a no.
If you need to be chased, it’s a no.
If you come entitled, it’s a no.
I crave worship. I crave service. I crave sacrifice.
The two things I want you to release your iron grip on are your money and your ideas about masculinity. Only then will you truly be able to take this journey with me.
So here’s where it starts.