Stay Tuned...

 

 

I will be back after a 'little’  break 

 

White panties & Ruby Showers

I assure you there must be an unwritten law, it's a very powerful law, not to overstate this, but it may be almost as inflexible as the law of gravity. This unwritten law seems to dictate that every time a certain someone, let's call her Leona S., no, too obvious, L. Stern, so every time Mme Stern puts on a nice crisp pair of white underwear she is about to start menstruating. Do not kid yourself, it does not appear to make a difference if the undergarments are silk, cotton or satin, Auntie Ruby does not even shy away from ruining a perfectly fine pair of La Perla or Agent Provocateur unmentionables.

Now, even so, all Ruby showers are nothing short of titillating, my favorite human tampon disposals are the mega-Jewish boys. Why? Well, if you know anything about Judaism, you know that observing men can not even touch their wives during "Niddah". Married couples sleep in separate beds, wives who are usually responsible for pouring their husbands drink, won't do so during this time of "ritual impurity". It probably has nothing to do with this Shiksa, representing a not very kosher forbidden pleasure to start with…

But let Me just keep My little fantasy for now. For it makes it all just so much more naughty, and if you know anything about me, you know the more naughty and edgy a subject is.... the more it turns me on. A lot of my fantasies are centered on mental domination, mind control and psychological mind fucks. Pardon my French, guess I will go and soap my own mouth now.

May 26 - June 3 German Mistress Leona Stern in San Francisco

 Be useful - or be gone. 

 

Tease and Denial Part II

 

Let there be no doubt, that one of the hottest things is watching a male creature be reduced from his normal articulate self, to a panty wearing slut (female panties preferably - it's obvious). you enter a state in which you become ever more desperate for my touch and attention… and I love every second of it. Desperate for release, willing to do anything to please the Goddess, I can and will take total control. Allowing your release straight away would  throw you out of this pleasurable moment, forcing you to crash down to earth, immediately returning to your familiar, mundane world.  

Instead why don't you stay a while...

Surely you already know that it is better for you that I prolong this moment, increasing its intensity, drawing out your need from your soul and weaving it into a shape of My choosing. In that moment, there is no outside world, nothing else exists and you unquestionably are Mine. I never want to end that moment. I want to extend it for as long as I can. In that moment you are My science project, My lab rat, My experiment, and I want to see just how far I can take you. I live for that moment. I live for tease and denial.
Emphasis on the Denial Part.

Tease and Denial

Be assured that power exchange, control, and the breaking of the male spirit is not a game for Me but a lifestyle. This is the oxygen that I breathe. Whenever I do not get the opportunity to subjugate a male creature for more than 48 hours, I actively feel withdrawals. Students who wish to learn at My feet should pay particular attention to My words. Your brainwashing begins here.

There is something about tease and denial that makes Me breathless and giddy. Why? Because My passion is the control and re-education of the male specimen, and each male specimen is most easily controlled through his erotic desire. Think of how many times you have sworn you will never do something. And yet when you are tied up and helpless, coerced into arousal and longing by the slim delicate fingers of a true artist, you find yourself agreeing to almost anything. In this state the male mind is most open and receptive. 

 

New fetishes can be implanted, new beliefs, new desires. I can even make you believe that I am your God (although let's be honest, you believe that already. Why else are you still reading?). A man needs to be re-educated, taught to think correctly. And it is through his erotic longing that I find access to his deepest psyche...

Sensual Punishment

 

 

March 2017 at the Rubber Studio

 

There is a particular piece of new equipment I am just dying to try out.  This Bondage Bed is fitted with so many straps, restraints, hydraulics, adjustments, bars and attachment points that it takes My breath away. 

Luckily for Me I got a little something-something planned for Monday...maybe I will get a chance to enjoy this beautiful Dungeon addition. 

Loving the new blue walls. They contrast My hair beautifully. I took many pictures. I am sure I will take more. Till soon. - MLS

Complexity is Sexy

People love simplicity. Straight lines. Predictable patterns. Easy answers. But simplicity is boring. Predictable. Safe. Sexy doesn’t live there.

Complexity? Now, that’s irresistible.
A mind that holds contradictions gracefully.
A personality that refuses to be pinned down.
It’s someone who knows themselves enough to navigate their chaos effortlessly. 

Complexity means depth. Mystery. Layers you can’t fully unpack, and that’s exactly what makes it magnetic. It’s the sharp edge behind the smile, the storm behind the calm, the story behind every glance.

Sexy isn’t about perfection. It’s about intrigue. Challenge. The thrill of never quite knowing the whole picture, yet wanting to spend your life exploring it anyway.

I embrace my complexity. I flaunt it. I no longer apologize for it. And that’s why it’s irresistible.

NYC Rubber Studio

A very special rubber pet - Nipple Torture. Teutonic German Mistress in Rubber Room; so pleased and happy to have Her sub with white Latex face...totally...utterly...at Her Disposal!... New York City Rubber Studio. Never without you.

Ready for Play. Tease, Torment, Torture. He will be sorry he asked. She is fully covered in Latex, head to toe. That puts Her in the mood. Always. All Latex. Draw of Luck, I found this Latex Heaven, so covered in devotion... and LATEX, He is only partially covered. In Latex. Accessorized. White Latex. So pure, so white. But yet so kinky!... All the sensitive parts exposed. The very most sensitive parts... just the right parts. 

Suspended. Latex Restraints. Hands in the Air, ready to receive whatever She is willing to give him. He was willing to give himself, totally willing, totally able. Utterly prepared. The Right place and the Right time... just Right.

Those nipples. So sensitive, so raw, arching. He was arching too... and now he is so very much at mercy. To do with as She pleases, to use for Her desire. Her urge, her toy. Game on. 

 C.2.0 - this picture represents what could only happen via a connection I made, through you, a decade ago, and for that, I am forever grateful. Happy Birthday

Spring Fling 2017

 

Photograph from Yesterday's Photo-Shoot at the NYC Rubber Studio

 

2017 - So far so good

 I have always been very discreet about My extracurricular pursuits, and I do not plan on changing this. However, after much contemplation I have decided to 'own' Leona Stern fully, at least within some of the BDSM community. 

You may know that I have taken My level of privacy to the extreme. I never reveal Myself as 'Leona Stern' at fetish parties. Part of it has been an occasional fun game and unfortunately also some unhealthy Denial. Even during Professional Conventions (DomCon, FetCon, Exoticca) I would go out of My way to 'fly under the Radar'. 

If someone asked for My name I simply said "I am the German Goddess, call Me G.G.".  Often some of My colleagues hardly knew who I was, and  I started to forget who I really was. This constant masquerade has led Me to experience somewhat of an identity crisis. 

2017 marks My 10th year at the NYC Rubber Studio (Parthenon Studio). One Decade of Midtown Manhattan Debauchery. My Mentor and Mommynatrix has always been quite supportive of My wish for privacy. I am not, and may never be ready and willing to 'come out' to the public, but in 2017 I will own My place in the Empire over which I reign firmly.

I have always been accessible for my biggest fans, but I like to remain invisible for the causal seeker and collector of Dommes. Throughout the years My level of secrecy led some evil tongues to spread rumors about My 'retirement'. 

Most people can't retire in their 30s, and how do you 'quit' being a Domme. I am a true lifestyle Mistress, this isn't just a temporary gig for Me, I can't quit. This is who I am, this is what I am. I am a Dominatrix as much as I am part of the Human Race. 

I didn't choose this Lifestyle, this Lifestyle choose Me. 

Goddess in Her natural Habitat

 

Sissy, Chasity * Forced Bi Party

 Started the Year of strong with one of My signature Hotel Room Parties. This one was truly special, and I'll leave it at that...you know I never whip and tell..., but here are some photographs as impressions from the last Event as a special treat for My blog readers.